Chapter 437

The boundary of zumeng mountain.

In a tent.

"Pedal..."

The ancestor of blood dream paced back and forth in the tent with an anxious face.

"Blood dream, stop, will you? You're turning me dizzy!" Tianhuan said.

Xuemeng stopped and looked at Tianhuan. "Tianhuan, it's been a day. Why hasn't there been any news? It won't be your people. Is the whole army destroyed?"

"Ha ha..."

Tianhuan Lao Zu looked up at the sky and laughed, "blood dream, you are so anxious. This is only one day, which makes you look like this!"

"That's blood dream. You have to change your character!"

At this time, the heart devouring ancestor also stood up and pointed to the blood dream ancestor, "this ancestral dream mountain has been in the world for many years. Why can no one find the ancestral dream stone? It must be very difficult!"

"In just one day, someone can get it. Do you believe it?"

"Bite heart is right, this is impossible!" Tianhuan said.

"Hey..."

Blood dream grandfather no longer argued. He sat down with an anxious look on his face without any cover up. "I always have a feeling of uneasiness."

That was just said.

"Lao Zu, big things are bad!"

Then there was a sound outside the tent.

"Come in and say!"

A man ran in and looked frightened, "Lao Zu... Zu, big things are bad..."

"What's the matter? Calm down. Is it necessary to be so frightened?" Tianhuan said.

"Lao Zu, the two supreme puppet Dalits came out of zumeng mountain!"

When that comes out.

"Boom!"

It was like thunder on the top of the three people.

Three faces, first surprised, then stunned, frowned and thought, each showing a smile.

"What a broken iron shoe!"

"Yes, these two boys came out and took advantage of this opportunity to kill him!"

"Where are they now?" Tianhuan asked.

"Lao Zu, they came straight to our position!"

When that comes out.

Three old monsters almost laughed.

If you find another place to escape, you really can't take them.

But now, I'm really in the net.

The idea has just taken shape.

"Boom!"

A blast sounded.

"Ah..."

The screams continued, and people's scalp exploded.

The tent where the three ancestors were located immediately lit a raging fire.

Su Ziyang and Xingling stood in front of Tianhuan's three ancestors.

All around them were black and blue bodies.

"Ha ha..."

Seeing Su Ziyang, the ancestor of Xuemeng couldn't help laughing up.

"Two boys, there's a way to heaven. If you don't go, there's no door to hell. In that case, I don't mind giving you a ride!"

With that, the ancestor of blood dream took out a nine grade dream stone and swallowed it.

His breath soared in an instant.

"You let you see the blood dream of this seat!"

With that, he rushed at Su Ziyang.

The blood gas is mixed with wisps of black gas.

On the other side, Tianhuan and Yixin had already moved.

The two of them took out the Jiupin dream stone and swallowed it at the first time.

Then, they used their own tricks.

"Heaven magic way!"

The sound began.

Dark clouds rose all over the sky.

Nine color lights, in the dark clouds, keep shuttling.

Those lights are thicker than buckets. Every time they shuttle, they rub with the dark clouds and make a soul stirring sound.

Hearing people's ears, I couldn't help sweating.

The other side.

"Eat the heart magic way!"

After that.

Strands of invisible power poured into Su Ziyang's chest.

Seems to change his mind.

This power, pervasive, surges all over the body.

For these, Su Ziyang and Xingling stood in place without half a change in their face.

When everything stopped, Su Ziyang and Xingling continued to stand still.

"Don't move?"

"Looks like he's dead!"

"You must be scared and no longer exist!"

The three old monsters looked at the scene and their faces were full of joy.

That sneer, without any cover up.

However, the next second, all three changed their faces.

"Over? That's all?"

Su Ziyang, who was motionless, suddenly spoke.

This sound, like a startling thunder, hit the three people's heads directly.

They stood where they were, their faces changed and changed.

"Blood dream, sleep for me!"

"Heaven magic way, surprise me!"

"Bite the heart, listen to me!"

The three old monsters moved again and showed their housekeeping skills.

Su Ziyang stood in place, raised his mouth, stretched out his right hand and pointed forward.

"Bang..."

It sounds like a bubble exploding.

The magic way used by the three burst and disappeared without a trace.

"Rush..."

The three old monsters each spewed a mouthful of blood, and their faces were full of fear.

"You... You are a nine grade illusionist, how can you be so strong?" the ancestor of blood dream muttered to himself, a look of disbelief.

"Did he get the heart of zumeng?" Tianhuan said.

"How is this possible? One day get the heart of Zu Meng?"

The other two old monsters showed a look of disbelief.

"Hehe, what are your last words?" Su Ziyang said faintly, looking at the three old monsters.

"Hum, I'm a half step God. It's up to you?"

"Kill, call the divine power and kill him together!"

When they finished, they rushed at Su Ziyang at the same time.

The divine power of terror rises continuously and seems to destroy the sky and the earth.

Su Ziyang stood still.

As soon as he raised his mouth, he didn't hurry or slow down. He stretched out his fingers and pointed at the three old monsters. "I forgot to tell you that this seat is the master of the world. It depends on your three and a half gods, ha ha!"

After saying this, the three old strange bodies slowly collapsed.

They stared at the crack and shook their heads.

His face was full of begging.

Want to beg for mercy, but his throat cracked and couldn't make any sound.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Three rings.

The bodies of the three old monsters exploded slowly.

Finally, it burst into powder. After the wind, there was nothing left.

After Tianhuan's father died, puppets suddenly woke up on zumeng mountain.

They stared around, their faces full of doubts.

"Why are we here?"

"It seems that Tianhuan old monster has become a puppet. Who saved us?"

"God, thank you for saving my life!"

Many people knelt down, folded their hands and began to pray.

The invisible and colorless power of faith began to fly from them and flew in the direction of Su Ziyang.

Finally, all of them drill into his spiritual space and integrate with it.

With the power of faith, spiritual space is becoming more and more tenacious.

Xingling stared at Su Ziyang, his face full of worship.

"Big brother, you are so awesome! Banbu God was stabbed out by your finger!" said the star spirit.

"Don't worship me so much, or I will be proud!" Su Ziyang half joked.

"Big brother, you have proud capital!"

Xingling came forward, took Su Ziyang's arm and buried his head in his arms. "Are we ready to leave here?"

"No hurry!"

Su Ziyang raised his mouth and waved his right hand, which shocked the star spirit in situ for a long time.

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