The momentum of the golden robed man soared at an alarming speed.

Numerous characters and symbols hovered around him.

Vaguely.

The purple energy behind the man in gold turned into a hazy shadow.

When you see the image of the figure.

The Nanhua ghost fairy and the evil woman changed their faces when they saw this:

"Is it him..."

"It's impossible! It's said that he had lost all his spirits in that great war?"

Xingxiu Tianjun's side.

There was also a look of horror on his face.

He sensed the terrible momentum of the purple hazy figure.

Looking at the purple coffin, he was more and more shocked:

"What kind of existence is there in that purple coffin?"

It's just a text symbol engraved on the coffin.

It has such terrible power.

unimaginable.

How powerful were the people in the coffin?

But the golden robed man, after pouring countless strange words into his eyes.

His pupils turned into the color of yin and Yang.

One black and one white, like the shadow of Tai Chi.

Above his head, a fist sized, purple coffin was suspended.

This coffin is small and exquisite, but it is very powerful.

Purple miraculous energy dropped from the coffin.

Around the man in gold.

This moment.

Yangxu felt an invincible breath from him.

"Interesting. It seems that the owner of the purple coffin has extraordinary strength. Come and pick me up the fist of light!"

Yang xucai doesn't care whether you come from the past or the future.

what's the matter?

Call again!

Buzz!

Yang Xu's fist is the most terrible fist strength.

Endless golden Sanskrit, shot out, turned into a bright Pagoda in the void, and suppressed the gold robed man.

"Broken!"

Face the punch of Yangxu.

The gold robed man didn't dodge. He just raised his eyes and threw a word out of his mouth.

Suddenly.

A diagram of yin and Yang Tai Chi emerges in the void and rotates counterclockwise. A breath of everything collapses and suddenly envelops the bright Pagoda:

Boom!

The pagoda boxing strength condensed in Yangxu's "Guangming Shenquan" collapsed into light spots all over the sky.

The corner of the gold robed man's mouth evoked a cold arc.

In Yangxu's slightly surprised eyes.

He pointed to Chaoyang Xu casually:

Hiss!

The two Yin and Yang Tai Chi diagrams condense in the void, like two full moons, tearing the void and killing the place where Xiang Yangxu is.

Great speed!

Yangxu did not hesitate to launch the great art and soared at top speed.

Dodge the attack of Yin Yang Tai Chi diagram.

Unexpectedly.

These two yin-yang Tai Chi diagrams seem to lock his breath. No matter how fast Yang Xu is, how to dodge.

Always like a shadow, like a maggot of the tarsal bone.

"Heaven fist!"

When Yang Xu turned back, he hit him with a violent fist.

Hum

The illusion of ancient heaven, with an archaic and archaic atmosphere, focuses on the two Tai Chi diagrams.

Rumble

The purple giant coffin, somehow, felt the breath of heaven fist.

It trembled twice.

It seems to rejoice in this breath from the ancients.

Yangxu was more and more sure:

This coffin really comes from the ancient times!

"It seems that you have a lot of cards."

The golden robed man opened his mouth quietly. In his eyes, the pupil was like the diagram of yin and Yang Taiji, rotating counterclockwise:

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, all your means are dying struggle, just adding laughter."

Then he grabbed Yang Xu with his big hand:

"Look at me, heaven and earth in my sleeve!"

With the golden robed man's grasp.

Buzz!

A terrible smell enveloping heaven and earth and the universe came out of his eyes.

The breath of miraculous words flows and interweaves on his robes.

Hula, LAA!

One sleeve of the man in gold robe became huge and blocked out the sky and the sun.

Like an unfathomable ancient magic weapon, we should cover the rising sun and catch it.

"Sure enough, this is the means of those old people!"

Nanhua ghost fairy.

The seductive woman bit her teeth and sneered:

"I'm sure now! Those guys who don't know what to do are still planning to make a comeback? It seems that the Ancient War didn't hurt them enough!"

In the eyes of Nanhua ghost fairy, there was also a trace of dignity:

"The power of Linglong hall will be strengthened as soon as possible! Otherwise, time will not wait!"

In the beautiful eyes of the seductive woman, there is a dignified flicker:

"Don't worry, I'll pass the situation here to Linglong hall immediately. It's better for Yangxu to catch that guy."

She looked at xiangyangxu with a trace of expectation.

"Did Yangxu promise you? If he promised you, just don't worry."

Nanhua ghost fairy's confidence in Yang Xu is not generally sufficient.

Xingxiu Tianjun's eyes are intertwined with curiosity, tension and other emotions.

Although not as knowledgeable as a seductive woman.

But he could also sense the uncomfortable smell on the man in gold.

"Do you want to fight? If this person really comes from the ancient times, I'm afraid something will happen..."

"Heaven and earth in the sleeve? Is this the same magic power? Can Yang Xu handle it?"

Xingxiu Tianjun, look at the rising sun.

The huge shadow covered the whole Yangxu.

The sleeve robes of men in gold robes are full of a wave of terrible spatial force.

To Yangxu's surprise.

He was still in this robe, sensing the fluctuation of the smell of law.

"How did you practice this magical power? You need to use external objects to display the universe in your sleeve..."

Yangxu can't help laughing if he likes to wear short sleeves.

Can't you use this magic yet?

Laugh back.

At this time, the rising sun has already won the magic power of the golden robed man's "heaven and earth in the sleeve".

His presence was dark in all directions.

The power of the law, like lightning, attacks and kills the rising sun from all directions.

At the same time.

There are purple thunders, like heavenly swords, shooting out from different angles.

Cut the head of xiangyangxu.

"Whatever your magic power, I'll break it with a sword."

"The existence of Yang Xu who can trap me has not been born yet."

With Yangxu sneering.

Yiyin!

The bright sword can split heaven and earth and break the law of collapse.

Even the magic power of "heaven and earth in the sleeve" can not cover the light of "cutting the sky and pulling the sword".

Pooh!

A bang.

The sleeves of the gold robed man cracked inch by inch.

Fragments of clothes flew in all directions like butterflies.

"Just cracked it? It's so easy?"

Xingxiu Tianjun stared.

Look incredible.

The rising sun turned into a golden light and flashed in front of the man in the golden robe.

"Good chance!"

His eyes flashed and he was about to urge the puppet art to control the man in gold robe.

Then he heard the golden robed man burst out:

"Shake the hand of heaven!"

Buzz!

He grabbed the purple coffin in his hand.