Chapter 5709

Jiang Yun now wants to speed up. He rushes over the last tens of thousands of feet and directly enters the eye of illusion and truth.

However, before coming, the ancient devil said that even as a real emperor, he was in danger of being bewitched and lost in the mist of the glazed world.

Anyway, Yunxi and have to do it for themselves sooner or later. In the eyes of illusory truth, he has an advantage. It's better to fight with him in the mist of the glass world.

Seeing the two sides of the road ahead, the fog was getting thicker and thicker, but he didn't see the figure appear for a long time, which made Jiang Yun concentrate on alert. At the same time, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind: "what appears should not be a lost monk, not yunxihe?"

Originally, Jiang Yun wanted to come. Yunxihe would do it to himself in the mist of the glass world. Either he did it himself or let the people of the eye family do it.

However, no matter which shot, renzun will still doubt yunxihe as long as he crushes the jade pendant given by renzun.

Yunxihe could not have imagined this, and he would never take this risk.

In addition to the people of Yunxi and Muzhi, unless Ku Lao and Yuan fan, the real emperor, have the possibility of killing himself, they dare to enter the mist of the glazed world instead of other monks!

Jiang Yun wants to deal with himself. He can only be a monk who is lost here!

"The friars lost in the mist of the glazed world, yunxihe can either control them or drive them to me secretly, so that they can attack me on their own initiative."

"If you are a lost friar, if you want to deal with me, you can't be too weak. At least it should be the extreme level, or even the half step real level emperor!"

"Also, these mists should be a source of power or aura for the friars who are lost here."

"The stronger the strength of the lost friar, if you want to appear, you need more dense fog."

"That's why most friars can't get near here until the mist in the glazed world becomes thin!"

"Because at that time, the lost friars wandering in the mist of the glazed world were extremely powerful."

"Once the fog becomes thin, it is difficult to support the emergence of powerful lost friars, so they hide in another form, such as the same into fog."

"Now, the fog has become so strong that a top strong man should appear!"

In Jiang Yun's thinking, the fog in front of him was so thick that even his eyesight could only see a few feet away.

Fortunately, the fog finally stopped rolling. Jiang yunyun had enough eyesight and looked intently. He could vaguely see that a figure slowly emerged in the depths of the fog, and walked slowly towards his position.

The figure was blurred at first, but as he got closer and closer to Jiang Yun, his figure became clearer and clearer.

When he finally reached the edge of the fog, Jiang Yun also saw his appearance clearly.

This is a middle-aged man. He is almost completely naked. He is just hanging a few slender black cloth strips and staring at Jiang Yun with empty eyes.

Jiang Yun said, "it's really a lost monk!"

Although the other party's eyes were empty and his body did not emit the slightest breath or pressure, Jiang Yun's keen senses could detect an abnormal power from the other party.

The man looked at Jiang Yun for a few seconds and slowly raised his hand.

Jiang Yun, who was already ready to go, shook his hand and a group of non soul fire had burst out first. The non fixed soul fire attacks the soul, and the lost friars will instinctively protect their flesh body, but they will not protect their soul, so using non fixed soul fire is the most effective way to attack.

However, just when the fire without soul was about to spread to the man's body, the man raised his palm and stretched out an index finger towards the front, a little empty!

"Buzz!"

Under the other party's finger, the group of high-speed flying non fixed soul fire not only stopped moving, but also went out directly after a slight tremor.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yun's pupils could not help shrinking suddenly.

Although he had thought that the strength of the lost friar must be very strong, he did not expect that the other side would be so strong.

The fire without a fixed soul has always been unfavourable and has never disappointed Jiang Yun.

But it was so easily extinguished by this man!

The other side, is it the real emperor?

At this time, Jiang Yun had no time to think more about others. In the center of his eyebrows, a yellow spring had come out directly. The law of life and death!

Faced with such a powerful opponent, Jiang Yun had to show his strongest Taoism.

But the next moment, Jiang Yun's face changed greatly. Because the man opened his mouth and directly inhaled the yellow spring and the spirit tree into his mouth.

"Buzz!" Although Jiang Yun's heart was extremely shocked, his reaction was not slow at all. Countless Taoist patterns diffused out, condensed a long knife and cut directly at the other party. The power of rules! Naturally, Jiang Yun was inspired by the fight with Ming Yuyang. When he could not contact the enemy's flesh, he simply condensed the Tao patterns into a knife. The attack of the power of rules is the most powerful move that Jiang Yun can exert today. However, Jiang Yun was deeply shocked again, and even his confidence almost collapsed. When the man saw the Dao Ze Dao Dao coming towards him, he always raised his palm and grabbed it. Unexpectedly, he grabbed the Dao in his own hand and looked at it. It's a knife made by Jiang Yun's power of rules. It's not a real knife. Other people should not touch it at all except Jiang Yun. But the man could easily hold the knife in his hand, so that Jiang Yun couldn't help wondering whether the man would attack himself with his own rule knife next moment? Jiang Yun forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and thought quickly while the other party looked at the knife. The strength of the other party is obviously too much more than himself. It should be the real emperor. Such a strong man can't compete with his own strength. The only way is to use the sacred relics of the nine nationalities. Jiang Yun thought and was ready to summon the fallen demon statue. But just then, the man looked up as if he knew Jiang Yun's idea. Although those eyes are still empty, somehow Jiang Yun can feel a trace of anger in them! This is impossible! The other side is a lost friar. How can he have emotion when he doesn't even have his mind. In addition to a trace of seeming anger, there was a powerful and extreme pressure in those eyes, which made Jiang Yun's body unable to move. Even, Jiang Yun's divine consciousness and soul are also bound by death. He can't even summon the fallen demon image. Jiang Yun couldn't help smiling bitterly. It seems that he can't escape today. Even though his strength is not weak now, he is still vulnerable in front of these real strong men. After looking at Jiang Yun for a long time, the man raised his hand again and gave directions to Jiang Yun“ Boom! " Jiang Yun clearly felt that a force suddenly disappeared into his body, and he had no power to resist at all. This force is a bit like the endless thunder net of cold scholars and Confucianism. It forms a huge net in Jiang Yun's body and shrinks slowly. All the organs in Jiang Yun's body were broken at once. Just as Jiang Yun was waiting for death to come, the big net suddenly stopped. In the man's empty eyes, he lit up a look, opened his mouth and said to Jiang Yun word by word: "you, and I, same..." this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.