Chapter 569

Duan Moming, in a state of rage, is more powerful than usual.

The power of anger cannot be underestimated.

The eight levels of heaven and man are the limits of wind and dust.

Duan Mo's name is comparable to the strength of heaven and earth, and the wind is dust-free.

Moreover, if Duan Mo Ming offered spiritual tools, the combat effectiveness would definitely surpass that of heaven and man.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang!"

The force of terror shakes the wind and dust-free. Duan Moming suddenly steps into the void and bursts out with a strong roar. He launches a crazy attack against the wind and dust, and blows with his fists and feet.

"Aren't you very good? What was your prestige just now? " The road crazy attack, while drinking.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

"Boom!"

Under the fierce attack, Duan Moming swept out with one foot, drawing wind and no dust, spitting blood at his mouth, turning his body into a black line, shooting down the mountains below, penetrating a towering mountain in the distance, shaking the ground.

"Brother Feng!"

"Master of the temple!"

Miao Qingqing and all the people in the Dragon God hall are worried and worried when they see that Feng Wuchen has been beaten by Duan moming.

"The wind is clean! Die

Duan Mo Ming roared and slapped dozens of palms at the distant wind.

"Whew, whew!"

"Buzz!"

Dozens of terrifying handprints were shot out one after another, with a strong sound explosion, the void vibrated violently, and the momentum was surging.

"Boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

The terror of palm print bombing madly, the towering mountain collapsed and broken, aroused the dust all over the sky, the earth tore out a series of arm thick cracks, and the mountains within hundreds of meters were shaking.

The destructive power is extremely terrible, such crazy bombing, let alone the mountains can not bear, even if the wind is dust-free and has a strong body, it can not bear.

Looking at such a terrible power, people in the Dragon God hall were so worried that their hearts almost jumped out, and their eyes all looked at the bombing area.

"Duan Moming's strength is too strong. The temple master is not his opponent!" The Red Emperor was so anxious that he felt sweat in his palms.

"It's not the way to go on like this. The Lord of the temple is afraid that he will die." Qiushuishan frowned, his old face dignified.

"Hasn't Zhang Junlan come back yet? Don't say go back to tell Yan Ran? So long Miao Qingqing worried.

"Han Kun Dan master, stop him quickly!" Leng said anxiously.

"The seven levels of cultivation of heaven and man are not his opponent. Although I have no six grade alchemy master, I still can't frighten Shengyang sect. Unless we join hands, we have no chance to win. Besides, the temple master has not been defeated." Han Kun shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Feng doesn't fall down so easily." Ling Xiaoxiao forbeared to worry.

High up in the air, Duan Moming stops attacking, and seems to feel that fengwuchen has been seriously injured.

The space quiets down, but the terrible aftereffects are still spreading.

"Whew, whew!"

At this time, in the distance, there was a sound of breaking the sky, which was fierce and murderous.

"The comer is not good!" Han Kun frowned.

"Why are so many strong people here? There are dozens of natural and human realms, as well as the extreme realms of heaven! " Beidou Yan's face was full of panic and his expression became stiff.

"It's not a good thing!" Yi Tianqing's expression coagulates the heavy road.

The number of people, nearly thousands!

There are thousands of strong men, dozens of them in tianrenjing, and even tianjijing. What a terrible lineup?

Thousands of strong people are fierce and murderous. They are obviously coming to the Dragon Temple.

At the moment, all the people in the Dragon God hall feel an unprecedented sense of crisis. In addition, Feng Wuchen was suppressed and bombed by Duan moming. Now that life and death are unknown, all the people in the Dragon God hall begin to panic.

After a while, in the panic eyes of the people in the Dragon God hall, a black figure in the sky flew quickly.

Thousands of strong breath diffused and enveloped the whole dragon temple. The terror was so powerful that everyone in the temple was frightened and pale.

Rao Shi's soldiers in the Dragon God hall have been trained by life and death, but they still can't control their fear in front of the absolute strong.

Only Ling Xiaoxiao's face was cold to the extreme.

Thousands of strong men appeared above the Dragon Temple, led by three strong men in the heaven.

"They are the strongmen of the major forces in the world of magic sea!" Han Kun frowned and said that among the thousands of strong men, Han Kun knew many people.

"Yes! Many of them were at the alchemy meeting! " Miao Qingqing's Willow eyebrows are locked, and it is absolutely certain that these strong men are from the world of magic sea.

Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face was frosty, her eyes were cold and murderous, and she said coldly, "they're here to die!"

"Chairman Lin's 70th birthday. I heard that many powerful patriarchs and elders have been killed, including our Xiaoyao palace and the high-level powerful people in the world of magic sea. They all died because of the wind and dust." The leading one is gloomy."Han Kun Dan, we all know your prestige in the limitless realm, but you can't stop us from taking revenge today! I hope Han Kun Dan doesn't want to interfere! Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless. " Another extreme situation strong Sen lengdao.

Hearing this, Han Kun said coldly, "I have been in Wuji for many years. You are the first one who dares to talk to me like this."

"So what? I know you are a six grade alchemist. You know many strong men. You can call them here! I'm not afraid of wind and dust, but I'm afraid of you Duan Mo's name is senleng road.

"I think you are looking for death!" Ling Xiaoxiao cheers coldly, the power of blood urges out, and wants to summon the strong to come.

"Even if it's death, we must kill Feng Wuchen today, destroy the Dragon Temple and avenge the Lord and the elder!" Tianjijing, the leader, is tough.

At this time, there was no dust in the mountains.

"It turned out that it was the major forces in the world of magic sea, or was it led by shengyangzong." In the distance, under the mountains, the wind was dust-free, and the cold, piercing sound sounded.

"Brother Feng!"

"Master of the temple!"

Ling Xiaoxiao and the Dragon God hall were immediately overjoyed.

Red Emperor excited way: "the temple Lord is still alive! Still alive

"The wind is clean, I know you are still alive!" Duan Mo's name is cold, and his fierce eyes sweep to the sound source.

"The wind is clean!" Hearing the sound of dust-free wind, thousands of strong men's faces were cold at the same time, their eyes were swept away, and the murderous spirit became even more terrible.

In the distant mountains, as the terrible energy and dust gradually dissipated, the bright blood light flashed like a treasure, filled with a very terrible energy.

With the wind dust-free voice down, the bright blood light began to float up.

"Great! Brother Feng's breath hasn't abated much! " Ling Xiaoxiao said with great joy that her cold face finally showed a smile.

"It seems that all the major forces in the world of magic sea have come except Zhuge family!" The cold voice of the wind came again.

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