"Is it up to you?"

Su Ziyang looked at the Chu army and said faintly.

"Hum, boy, dare to kill my sister. Today, you will die!"

With that, the Chu army rushed towards Su Ziyang.

Terror seems to crack the world.

"Boom..."

In the sky, explosions continued to ring.

That terrible fist seems to tear everything.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Su Ziyang.

For this punch, Su Ziyang was only slightly weak. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the Chu army, then pressed it with one finger.

"Bang..."

There was a bang.

Chu Jun's fists, like crisp paper, were broken.

The whole arm, directly fried into powder.

Then his body, like a broken kite, flew upside down.

"Bang..."

Fall into the ground and blow up one side of the dust. I don't know life or death.

Such a scene strongly stimulated everyone's eyes.

Everyone's face is full of surprise and disbelief.

A finger blew a man in the flesh of an eight grade martial god into the ground?

How is this possible?

Who is he?

What's his name?

Everyone stared at Su Ziyang.

Those who are ready to rush forward are all in a daze at the moment.

The color of fear is written on every face.

"Chu family leader, your son has been blasted into the ground. Why don't you help?"

"Come on, it's your turn to wipe your mouth!"

At this moment, the master of the Chu family dared not move.

This kind of flesh body, I'm afraid it already has the flesh body of the nine grade martial god, which is far from what I can compare.

This kind of character can only be dealt with by the ancestor of Shenmeng.

Thinking so, all the owners of the house stared at the ancestor of Shenmeng.

They didn't even mean to fight.

Su Ziyang took the star spirit and glanced down.

"Who else wants to deal with this seat?"

But those who were caught by Su Ziyang's eyes lowered their heads one after another and dared not face them squarely.

Finally, Su Ziyang stared at the ancestor of Shenmeng.

"Master Shenmeng, don't you want to win the soul of this seat? Why don't you do it?"

"In that case, I left first!"

These two words point directly to the heart of the ancestor of Shenmeng.

His face kept changing, showing an indecisive look.

Seeing that Su Ziyang and Xingling were about to leave, she was in a hurry.

She gritted her teeth and took out a purple flowing crystal.

Inside this crystal, there are nine purple stars.

That kind of light strongly stimulated people's eyes.

"God, look, nine... Nine grade dream stone!"

"God dream, I have such a treasure. I'm worthy of being the ancestor of the Wu family!"

"God, if I had a nine grade dream stone, it wouldn't be like this."

The sound of exclamation kept ringing.

The star spirit looked at the scene and his face changed slightly.

"Be careful, the dream stone can greatly improve the soul power in a short time, and the Jiupin dream stone is even more terrible. It can not only improve the soul power a hundred times, but also make the magic more perfect!"

"Big brother, you must be careful!"

The star Spirit said one sentence, and his face was full of prudence.

Seeing this clever and obedient star spirit, Su Ziyang looked sluggish and almost regarded her as Xiao die.

But she is by no means Xiaodie.

Only when she is calm, will she be Xiaodie.

Or, she's imitating Xiao die.

Su Ziyang thought secretly and took back his mood.

He looked at Xingling and his face was full of confidence.

"Don't be afraid of me," said Su Ziyang.

"En!" the star spirit nodded heavily and stared at the ancestor of Shenmeng with Su Ziyang.

I see.

After Shenmeng took out the dream stone, he swallowed it without any thought.

"Hoo..."

At this moment, the ancestor of Shenmeng was wrapped in purple gas.

Her breath soared.

His eyes are as sharp as eagles, which makes people dare not look directly.

With this appearance, there is no sense of dying.

She flew quickly and stood in front of Su Ziyang.

When the corners of the mouth were raised, the meaning of sneer was written all over the face.

"My good disciple, you are so proud of your teacher that you brought me such a precious pimple for your teacher," said the ancestor of Shenmeng.

"Ha ha..."

The star spirit raised his mouth, "master, it depends on whether you are lucky to accept it. If I don't make mistakes, do you want to get my body?"

Hearing this, the ancestor of Shenmeng looked sluggish.

Then he laughed.

It looked like crazy and exposed all its true colors.

"You're right. If I accept you, I like your body!"

"Unexpectedly, you have the flesh body of the ninth martial god level. I envy you."

"This remnant is too broken to bear the power of this seat."

"When we lose you, we will rule the world, ha ha..."

With that, Shenmeng Lao Zu laughed again.

"Hehe, is it up to you?"

Su Ziyang said with a smile.

"Boy, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, but I don't know if I have skills!"

The ancestor of Shenmeng looked at Su Ziyang and said with a smile.

She was only one meter away from them.

You can hit her with a single blow.

Sure enough.

Su Ziyang did it.

He stretched out his finger and aimed at the ancestor of Shenmeng, which was a blow.

"Boom! Boom..."

Terror and prestige shook the sky and buzzed.

The body of the ancestor of Shenmeng burst directly, turned into powder and disappeared completely.

Quiet.

It's quiet.

Dead silence.

The crowd stared at the scene with shock on their faces.

At this moment, time is like stillness and space is like solidification.

Everyone looked alike in surprise.

A moment later.

The sound of pumping cold air kept ringing.

Several house owners secretly wiped a cold sweat and said it was dangerous.

The faces of the onlookers below changed greatly.

"Dead? Blown to dust?"

"How is it possible that the ancestor of Shenmeng is so vulnerable?"

"Oh, my God, how strong is he? Is that terrible?"

The sound of exclamation kept ringing.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Su Ziyang.

His face was full of worship and disbelief.

For these, Su Ziyang just smiled and didn't put it on him.

The corner of his mouth was raised and his face was covered with pride.

Xingling looked at Su Ziyang and worshipped Jingguang on his face without any disguise.

"Big brother, you're great. I don't even know your name. Can you tell me?" Xingling asked.

"Just call me cold star!" said Su Ziyang.

"Brother Han Xing, can I call you that?"

Hearing this, Su Ziyang looked sluggish. Then he nodded, "yes."

"Brother Han Xing, I have decided that from today on, I will follow you."

"Where you go, I will go. You say, OK?" said the star spirit.

"OK."

Su Ziyang nodded, his eyes full of love.

The next second, their faces changed slightly.

……