Chapter 839

"The eye of wind and thunder!" Yun Bufan drank in a low voice, the eye of wind and thunder appeared, and Yun Bufan swept his eyes: "the array eye is there, break it for me!"

"Boom!" the magic heart mirror directly flashed the green light and directly bombarded the eyes. The sound of bombing kept ringing, and the whole magic array was broken. At this time, the white haired old man who was staying in the Tianyang star mansion suddenly opened his eyes and the essence light in his eyes flashed!

"The magic array was broken, and I didn't notice that this person entered the array. This person's strength is very powerful. Is it that the clouds are extraordinary?" the white haired old man looked in the direction of the side door of the star master's house, with a complex look in his eyes!

"It's said that this cloud is extraordinary and can crush the sword emperor. If I go at this time, I'm definitely not his opponent. It's also said that he has a fairy house, which contains many strong people, bastards. Why are so strong people willing to stay in his fairy house? It seems that I can only retreat for the time being!"

The white haired old man sighed in a low voice: "the sun star, after all, is the place of the great emperor of the sun. At the beginning, the great emperor of the sun left and took away the whole army of the sun. There was no extra hand on the sword emperor's side to guard here, and the young emperor was too eager for quick success and instant benefits. These 20000 people were subdued if they were afraid of not dying!"

The white haired old man sighed in a low voice, then directly flashed away and flew towards the star of the sun that day. In mid air, his eyes stared at the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the star of the!

"Sure enough, this cloud is extraordinary. I've been prepared!" the white haired old man's eyes flashed: "it seems impossible to leave through the transmission array. In that case, I have to fly directly!"

The white haired old man flew away directly to the left of the sun star, and the speed was very fast. However, a huge black light flickered directly in front of him. The white haired old man felt a strong momentum when he looked at the black light warily!

"Who stopped me?" the white haired old man looked at the black light in front of him and suddenly felt a burst of bad, so he couldn't help shouting in a deep voice!

"Who? The man who took your life!" a loud laugh burst out, and the lacquer black light flickered. He Lin's figure suddenly appeared from the lacquer black light. Looking at the white haired old man, his eyes were full of excitement!

"Bastard, the old guy ran away in the direction of he Lin. it seems that I can only deal with the three King forces. It's really not challenging to deal with them!" Yang Zhengtian saw this scene from a distance and couldn't help gnashing his teeth. He is a semi God strong man, but the best opponent!

"Who are you?" the white haired old man looked gloomy and stared at He Lin: "this seat is one of the eight Pro guards under the sword emperor. This seat is called Du ting. You should have heard the name of this seat?"

"Du Ting?" He Lin said with a smile, "sorry, I really don't know who you are, but I know that you will soon become a dead man!"

"Hum!" the lacquer black light flashed, and the death sickle directly appeared in He Lin's hand. Du Ting was stunned, and then his face changed slightly: "artifact?"

"Yes, it's an artifact!" Yun Bufan smiled in a low voice and narrowed his eyes. Du Ting hummed coldly: "you, a little level 10 Immortal Emperor, want to stop me with an artifact? Today I'll let you see my ability to break the golden sword Du Ting!"

"Hum!" the golden light was bright. A long golden knife appeared in Du Ting's hand. Du Ting suddenly burst into a bright golden light. The huge power of gold kept gushing out. He stared at He Lin, and his momentum suddenly soared!

The terrible momentum of the demigod level strong made he Lin retreat several steps. Du Ting's eyes were cold and the killing machine flickered: "since you want to die, I'll make you die!"

"Hum!" the golden light burst, and a huge golden blade with a momentum of breaking everything, split directly towards he Lin. facing He Lin's obstruction, Du Ting also began to work hard. He also knew that if it was late and Yun Bufan caught up, he would surely die!

"Come on, cultivate the power of gold!" He Lin's eyes flashed: "the power of gold is not weak in attack or defense. The only weakness is the soul!"

"Enchanting souls!" He Lin whispered, and the black light soared. The huge soul force poured into the death sickle, and a black blade greeted Du Ting, "Dang!" "boom!" exploded, and Du Ting hummed and retreated again and again!

The pale Du Ting looked at He Lin and was shocked: "this is a soul attack?"

"Du Ting, the power of gold you cultivate is originally very difficult to deal with both attack and defense, but your nemesis is the soul attack cultivator. Such people are very rare, but unfortunately, I am one of them. Die!"

He Lin shouted coldly, and the black light suddenly rose!

"Brother Yun, it seems that you are moving very fast!" tianyangxing, the courtyard of the star master's house, the leaders and a group of people of the three kings were blocked here by Yun Bufan. Yun Bufan stopped their five immortal emperors and more than 20 immortal kings by one person. This is the overall strength of the three kings!

"Now I finally understand why the thirty-six King forces can't become emperor level forces, and Emperor level forces can't become emperor level forces again! This gap is too big!" Yun Bufan couldn't help shaking his head and whispered praise!

The gap was thousands of times. Yang Zhengtian smiled faintly: "it's not impossible to become, but it's very difficult. In the history of the fairy world, there are many examples of developing from King power to emperor power, but only three have developed into emperor power!"

"Three?" Yun Bufan looked at Yang Zhengtian curiously. Yang Zhengtian said with a faint smile: "one is Li Taibai, the poet and Sword Fairy six million years ago, the other is Zhang Sanfeng, the Tai Chi Master 1.8 million years ago, and the last one is today's Wu huangmeng lonely heart. The first two have already soared into the divine world, and the dream lonely heart is really lying on the salary and tasting the gall!"

"Li Taibai, the immortal of poetry and sword? Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of Tai Chi?" Yun Bufan was surprised: "aren't these the two most outstanding geniuses in the cultivation world for thousands of years? It is said that Li Taibai cultivated the so-called potential of heaven and earth, while Zhang Sanfeng cultivated the way of yin and Yang, which are very strange, but equally powerful!"

"Emperor Lieyang?" at the moment when Yang Zhengtian appeared, the three kings and others felt a burst of despair. They looked at Yang Zhengtian with fear. It can be said that Yang Zhengtian's madness and status were beaten down with strength!

"You three, among the thirty-six King forces, are only medium at best. How dare you dare to attack our tianyangxing? You really want to die!" Yang Zhengtian looked at the three King forces and others, smiled coldly and disdained to speak!

"Emperor Lieyang, spare your life, we are also forced to be helpless!" the eight level Immortal Emperor immediately looked at Yang Zhengtian and begged for mercy!

"Forced by helplessness?" Yang Zhengtian smiled coldly: "of course I know you are forced to be helpless after listening to Yi shuihan's words. Otherwise, with your courage, how dare you come to my Tianyang star!"

The eight level Immortal Emperor immediately looked happy. Yang Zhengtian then said faintly, "since you are forced to be helpless, I will give you a chance to surrender to me, and I will spare your life!"

"This..." the leaders of the three King forces looked at each other, and Yang Zhengtian's face was cold: "why? You can submit to the sword emperor, but you can't submit to my Yang Zhengtian. Do you despise my Yang Zhengtian?"

"No, no, the emperor misunderstood!" the eight level Immortal Emperor immediately waved his hand, then looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "we are willing to surrender!"