Shura God Emperor

As soon as Yu Chen's voice fell, at this moment, the six people waved in unison.

The whole colorful dark cloud in the sky suddenly rolled over, like a boiling sight, especially the bright colorful colors, which made the scalp numb.

The next moment, the colorful dark clouds in the sky suddenly swept out a huge colorful waterfall hundreds of meters, and suddenly fell towards Xiao Yu.

The colorful dark clouds are like three thousand waterfalls pouring down from nine heavens. They are majestic and overwhelming. The momentum seems to be able to swallow people in an instant.

"Flee!"

Those alchemists who had come to participate in the alchemy conference had long since been frightened, and all fled towards the safe surrounding area.

Zhong Xiajie, a genius alchemist who had already escaped to a change, saw this scene with a sneer.

In this scene, he waited too long for too long.

"Xiao Yu, when you killed my grandfather, I am afraid that you would end your life in this way, right?"

"Xiao Yu!"

Everyone within a few hundred meters of Xiao Yu had already dodged far away, but Ji Yining's face was pale, but he still called out.

"brother!"

"Young domain master, go!"

The few people in the Tomb Western Region hurriedly pulled Ji Yining far away.

Just kidding, this kind of attack on the barrier, that kind of terrifying oppression, even if it wasn't on them, they still felt that they almost couldn't breathe!

This is almost to death!

Do you still want to save him?

The terrifying colorful waterfall poured down from mid-air, and Xiao Yu's eyes flickered a little, but he never avoided it.

From a distance, the colorful clouds and mist in the sky are like the mouth of an upside-down bowl. The colorful clouds and mist pouring down are touched, as if they are about to disappear.

The waterfall hadn't come down yet, but the houses that lived in Baiyao Valley not far from Xiao Yu, as well as many big trees, were all shattered at that moment.

The waterfall was pouring down, and the strong wind whizzed past. The target was Xiao Yu's area.

Xiao Yu suddenly raised his head, he finally moved, only to see him slowly stretch out a hand, and then his palm twisted.

Above Xiao Yu's head, a transparent vortex suddenly appeared. The vortex slowly revolved, but it was getting bigger and bigger, an invisible strange wave, like the calm and watery breath of the sea.

"What kind of breath is this..."

The people present, except those seeking alchemy, were all alchemists who cultivated their souls, and their sensitivity to aura was far stronger than ordinary people.

This kind of breath feels like a drop in the ocean, just like reading a book in a thousand-year-old library, it makes people feel calm and the loss of time slows down.

And at this moment, a San Xiu who came to seek pill suddenly exclaimed--

"This...this is the power of Xiaoyaomen!"

Yes, that's right, this is the power of Xiaoyao Fu.

Xiao Yu hadn't used his body power for a long time. Before, it was either the formation battle or the power of the Seven Star Sword, but this time, he urged the long-lost gift of Xiaoyao.

You know, although Xiaoyao Fu is of a lower level than the Shura Jue, it is also because the level of the Shura Jue is too high. If Xiao Yu still cultivates, it will gain little.

Therefore, Xiao Yu at that time decided to use Xiaoyao Fu as a springboard to enhance his power of enlightenment and enlightenment, and was going to rest the Shura Art.

This is also the reason why the power of Shura has always been in the blood and has not been urged.

Because the effect of practicing Xiaoyao Fu at this time, and the effect of Shura tactics in the same time, it is natural that the former gains more power.

Therefore, as Xiao Yu's strength improved, the level of Xiaoyao Fu naturally continued to increase.

Last time, he urged Xiaoyao Fu with the Shengui Realm of the sixth layer of Xiaoyao Fu.

This time, even though he is still in the realm of Shen Gui, his Xiaoyao Fu is already at the seventh level!

"Void holding the moon!"