Chapter 740

"Oh, I didn't expect that this seat was born only a hundred years ago. It's amazing that there are a large number of talents in the northwest mainland today."

The figure was wrapped in black robes, like dying, emitting a dead spirit. He raised his withered palm, lifted his robe, and showed his old face.

"Murong Zhengyuan!"

"He... Is still alive?"

The moment the old man showed his face, everyone present changed dramatically. Murong Zhengde has a long hair, bony, and his face looks like a haggard book cover covered with patches.

The gray eyes are also like candles, flickering. And the breath he sent out reached the Seven Star douzun!

"Murong Zhengyuan!"

More than a hundred years ago, there were two strong men in the northwest mainland. One was yunbotian, the ancestor of Yunlan sect, and the other was Xianbei's ancestor, Murong Zhengyuan!

These two masters are famous in the northwest mainland, each occupying half of the country!

"How is that possible?!"

Yunshan showed an unbelievable look, because after more than a hundred years, Yun Botian, the ancestor of Yunlan sect, has long been settled in the earth. Murong Zhengyuan is not dead yet. He is hale and hearty.

"Isn't it strange that I can live a hundred years longer?"

Murong Zhengyuan was limping and bent. It was obvious that he was dying. However, his breath was extremely terrible.

"For this day, I set this game and finally put the cloud to death. I once got a ten thousand year ice coffin and ice soul. In order to freeze my life, I endured a hundred years of cold torture and finally endured it to the end."

"My Xianbei Dynasty will unify the whole northwest continent and is unstoppable!"

Boom——

Murong Zhengyuan clenched the scepter in his hand and kicked hard at the stone slab. A strong air flow lifted up, forming a vigorous Qi, and the earth burst into cracks.

"An old man who has only one day's life is just immortal. In that case, I'll send you into the coffin in advance and settle down!"

The Vajra sect leader waved his fist and a Vajra ape shadow appeared all over his body.

Boom!

"Young man, you are too weak."

Boom!

Murong Zhengyuan raised his withered palm and shook his fist at the King Kong sect leader.

"Drink!"

Roar——

The King Kong sect leader roared up to the sky, and the fist King Kong ape virtual shadow opened his teeth and claws. A strong air current rushed past, but Murong Zhengyuan's bent and thin figure did not move.

"You!"

At this moment, the King Kong sect leader felt the power of Murong Zhengyuan. This dying body contains so powerful power that it is shocking!

Click——

"Ah!"

Murong Zhengyuan twisted slightly, the King Kong sect leader screamed, and the arm bone burst. Then, the ghost claw palm poked out and pierced the chest of the King Kong sect master.

Poof——

Tick!

A heart was pulled out!

Blood dripping!

"King Kong sect leader, dead?!"

A douzun, in the blink of an eye, even had no room to fight back!

"It's your turn, boy. You can control our clan array. It's not easy."

Then Murong Zhengyuan's eyes fell on Jin Bu Chang.

"Kowloon, nine elephants!"

Roar——

Without saying a word, Jin immediately urged the Dharma formula, nine golden dragons and nine white elephants, a total of 18 giant beasts. In an instant, nine auras pierced out.

"Hum!"

Bang——

However, facing the powerful Kowloon nine elephant divine ring, Murong Zhengyuan just waved it gently and smashed it with a crutch in his hand.

Brush——

"What?!"

Jin Buhuan hasn't recovered yet. A residual shadow suddenly appears in front of him. Murong Zhengyuan stretched out his hand and was about to dig out his heart alive. Jin Buhuan immediately urged the falling heart inflammation, big heart magic!

"Huh?!"

Murong Zhengyuan's heart burned for a while, which made him hesitate. It was at this moment that Jin Buhuan hurried away and retreated quickly.

"Shit! This old monster is really weird!"

Jin Buhuan was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat. This was definitely the closest he was to death. Murong Zhengyuan's fighting consciousness, infinite terror!

"Falling heart inflammation? Good, good. If I Xianbei royal family can get different fire, I will settle in Zhongzhou someday!"

Murong Zhengyuan was slightly stunned. He raised his head and looked at Jin Buhuan. His eyes were very hot.

"Old and immortal, if you want to kill me, I'll blow you to death!"

Buzzing——

Jin Bu changed and smiled coldly. Then there was a complex change in the formula. The array appeared cracks and continued to spread on the boundary.

"Boy, you dare!"

He wants to explode the array!

Murong Zhengyuan, who had always been calm, rioted for the first time, and his eyes were about to crack. The disciples of the whole Xianbei Dynasty are crazy!

This Xianbei ancient array contains more than ten arrays, which is one of the strongest details of the Xianbei Dynasty.

The loss of this ancestral array is extremely heavy for them!

"Burst!"

"You dare!"

Gold did not change his teeth and waved his sleeve robe.

Click!

Bang——

Rumble! Rumble!

The large array shrouding Xianbei square spun at a high speed, with cracks, and the last terrible beam rose into the sky. It was at this moment that the mask suddenly broke!

Dong!

With the rolling smoke and dust, like an alchemy furnace, the whole square exploded, the stone pillars were smashed, and the whole square continued to collapse, together with the palace!

A few minutes later, the square has become a piece of ruins and completely scrapped!

WOW——

Boom!

Under the broken boulders, figures emerged in confusion. Some of the dead and injured figures were blown to pieces, and some were blown to first-class disability.

"Ah!!!"

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

Boom!

Under the ruins, a stream of air blasted the broken stones. Murong Zhengyuan was scratched and his clothes were untidy. His left arm was interrupted in the explosion, dripping with blood!

"Ah!!!"

"Our ancient array!!!"

Murong Zhengyuan's face was livid and his lungs were exploding. He could not have imagined that the boy was so arrogant that he directly exploded the ancient array!

"Pooh!"

"Lying in the trough, not dead..."

Jin Butang climbed out from under the stone, and blood kept pouring out of his forehead. His face was scratched and ashen. However, the moment he dug up, a terrible breath locked it in an instant and could not escape.

"Gentlemen, if we don't join hands, I'm afraid no one can leave here."

Jin Buhuan glanced around. The ghost baby sect and other forces were afraid for a while.

"OK, join hands for the time being!"

Douzun nodded at the other 13th National Congress, urging him to fight against Murong Zhengyuan. They know that the Xianbei Dynasty intends to unify the whole northwest continent. This time, either he or I will die. There is only hope if we work together.

"Good, good. In that case, I'll let you be buried with me!"

Murong Zhengyuan looked ferocious to the extreme, and his eyes were like a fierce tige