"Boom..."

Behind Han Yun, a terrible tornado hit. Everything was destroyed where the tornado passed.

Ziyun who saw this scene.

He was so frightened that his feet began to tremble at last.

Space turbulence.

Since it is space turbulence!

"My life is over..."

Ziyun's eyes are full of unwilling. He didn't die in Jiusi's hands or Han Yun's hands.

Now, I'm going to die in this terrible space turbulence.

"Open it for me!"

At this time, Han Yun's body suddenly soared more than ten times. With a body of tens of feet and a huge Tomahawk, he cleaved directly on the spatial coordinates.

"Touch..."

A crack, centered on Han Yun, quickly split around.

"Go back!"

Han Yun mentioned Ziyun as if he were carrying a chicken and threw it directly in.

Ziyun shivered all over.

There was not much feeling until Ziyun left the empty space.

"I'm back..."

Ziyun's face was full of ecstasy. Then he saw the terrible crack in the void, and a touch of palpitation rose again in Ziyun's eyes.

Space turbulence.

This is terrible!

If it weren't for Han Yun

At the thought of Han Yun, Ziyun suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes. His eyes flickered and half rang. Ziyun suddenly became silent.

If Han Yun didn't show his strength.

Ziyun will definitely not hesitate to make a move.

But after seeing Han Yun's strength.

Ziyun had no courage. Han Yun's strange attack broke all his confidence in his heart.

Can break through the barriers of nothingness.

Han Yun's combat power has at least reached the realm of great sage!

"Is this the void turbulence?"

Han Yun turned his head and saw a tornado coming madly towards him.

"What's that?"

Just as Han Yun was about to leave, a blood red light suddenly attracted Han Yun's attention.

Take a closer look.

Han Yun's body can't help shaking!

That's a blood coffin!

Han Yun is very familiar with the appearance of the blood coffin. It is the pair of blood coffins pulled away by ice Qilin in the desert of the ancient city!

"System, why is he here?"

Han Yun asked with a surprised face.

The blood coffin was shining with mysterious light, and the power of inscriptions was dense. Han Yun only felt a very strange power spreading out of the blood coffin.

"System prompt: player Han Yun, please leave here quickly. There is still a breath in the space crack and it will be completely closed!"

The prompt tone of the system came.

Han Yun hesitated slightly.

This is the blood coffin.

Why are you here?

And this void turbulence

I don't know why, looking at the blood coffin, Han Yun suddenly had a premonition that the void turbulence was too unusual!

"System prompt: player Han Yun still has one second, otherwise he may stay in the void forever..."

"Go!"

Although Han Yun wants to know why the blood coffin appears here, Han Yun knows that with his strength, he is not qualified to stop the terrible void turbulence.

Want to block the void turbulence.

Not even the strong!

After taking a deep look at the blood coffin in the tornado, Han Yun's body flashed and disappeared into the void.

Han Yun just disappeared.

A strong blood awn suddenly flickered on the blood coffin, and then a hoarse voice came from the blood coffin.

"Xiaobing, is he the war clan disciple you said?"

"That's right!"

Ice Qilin didn't know where to appear and stepped into the void turbulence.

"Are you a disciple of the war clan? It seems that the war clan has already started to take action. On this day, it's still coming..."

The sound filled the void.

With a bit of mystery, with a bit of sigh, it seems to have a touch of expectation!

Outside.

"Touch..."

Ziyun fell to the ground. After a breath, Han Yun's figure also appeared in the void.

Empty space cracks.

Rapid healing!

"System, has the blood master recovered?"

Han Yun just came out and hurriedly asked the system.

"Recovered one thousandth..."

The system replied.

"Only one thousandth?"

Han Yun's mouth is slightly drawn. If he recovers one thousandth, he is qualified to walk in the turbulent flow of space. If he recovers all

"Worthy of being a strong man in heaven!"

Han Yun took a deep breath. Heaven is stronger than Earth. I don't know how many times stronger it is.

Even the great heaven rank strong man is in front of the heaven realm strong man.

That's just an ant!

"System prompt: the player Han Yun's supernatural mode time has reached the limit. Does the player Han Yun cancel the supernatural mode?"

The prompt tone of the system came.

Han Yun gave a slight meal and then said in a deep voice: "lift!"

"Release completed!"

The sound of the system just fell. Han Yun only felt the strength in his body receding like a tide. At the same time, a feeling of extreme weakness came from his body.

"The side effects of crazy warrior mode are still..."

Feeling the weakness in his body, Han Yun naturally knows that the side effects of crazy warrior mode are coming!

"My lord..."

Seeing Han Yun's appearance, Ziyun's eyes flashed, and then he hurried to welcome North Korea and South Korea.

"Uh huh!"

Han Yun nodded indifferently. Ziyun's unwilling eyes made Han Yun naturally know why.

As the great envoy of the Holy Church.

Ziyun wouldn't be willing to be a slave under Han Yun, but

Han Yun's mouth was filled with an evil smile.

He never wanted to enslave Ziyun. Han Yun doesn't care if Ziyun thinks carefully!

"Look, the boss is back!"

"It's really the boss!"

"The boss won, the boss won!"

……

Seeing Han Yun, the disciples of Taihao City, they shouted excitedly one by one.

Han Yun is back!

But what about Jiusi?

The golden battle group of the kingdom of God suddenly looked around. They wanted to find Jiusi, but unfortunately, they would never find it.

Nine thoughts.

Has fallen!

"Ziyun, tell your saints to step down, otherwise..."

Han Yun looked at Ziyun and a terrible chill flashed in his eyes.

"I..."

Ziyun was slightly stunned, then stepped forward and shouted, "all saints, step back!"

"Great saint envoy!"

Several figures walked to Ziyun and saw Han Yun. They said coldly, "great saint envoy, have you caught Han Yun?"

"Catch Han Yun?"

Ziyun looked stiff, then looked at the man with a cold face and said, "get back!"

"Yes..."

The saints looked at Ziyun strangely one by one and then withdrew.

"Sir, they have all retired!"

Seeing the disciples of the holy sect retreat, Ziyun quickly said respectfully to North and South Korea.

"My lord..."

The disciples of the holy sect looked at Han Yun and Zi Yun one by one.

Ziyun, since your name is Lord Han Yun!