Chapter 870

"Stains" nearly a hundred thunder in the air to form a power grid, power grid over the place, space collapse.

"Cough, finally, it's over." Han Xuan spills blood from the corner of his mouth, reddening the white clothes on his chest.

Scarlet eyes up a lift, "it's time to show all the strength, otherwise, I'm afraid I really can't pass this pass."

Hand in front of the chest continuous change.

"Fa Tian Xiang Di"

"Chaos Qi"

"The power of time"

"The power of space"

"Sky star sword!"

"Boom" from a distance, I saw a giant standing up, holding a colorful sword to cut to the power grid.

Silence, the silence of death, the crowd at this moment, strange quiet down, even the atmosphere did not come out.

"Boom" the two touch, the arc jumps on the giant sword, and the shock wave will flatten the Gobi within ten thousand li.

The residual potential of the shock wave remained unchanged, and the area where the crowd was located was also affected.

"Poop poop" the monk with weak accomplishments has vomited blood and fainted to the ground.

"Ah, I know, I know." As the aftershock passed, someone screamed in horror in the crowd.

The whole audience focused on the person who was talking, but at the moment, the person had turned pale, didn't pay attention to these, just focused on shouting.

"Oh, yes, I know who the man is, ah!"

This time, everyone's eyes became eager.

"Lord, that man is Lord!"

"Hua" the whole scene was in an uproar, and then there was a terrible cry.

"It's impossible. Why is the Lord here?"

"No, I think it's only the world Lord who can fight against the nine nineties in the legend."

“……”

The noise is still the same, but the dark clouds in the sky are slowly dissipating, and the fury is also gradually disappearing.

Ten days later, I finally had the courage to approach the center of the thunder robbery.

The whole Gobi no longer exists. There is only a huge pit. In the center of the pit, a ragged man sits on his body, rippling from time to time.

There are more and more people gathered around the pit, but this time it's different from before. No one dares to think about any strange treasure. When everyone comes here, they give a big gift first, and then respectfully stand aside.

The "Shasha" crowd dispersed, and Ling Yun came to the edge of the huge pit with heavy steps. Then, regardless of his identity, he fell to the ground on his knees. When people around him saw this, they looked different, compassionate, happy and resentful.

One month has passed unconsciously.

"Get out of the way, the leader of Tianxing Pavilion is coming." All of a sudden, there was a whisper around the huge pit.

Waiting for the crowd to make a gap, a white haired old man with a few people stood at the edge of the huge pit, this is Cui Wenzi“ "Young master," Cui Wenzi cried.

"Well," the response came from all sides of the world.

"What's the name of Tianxing Pavilion, young master?" Cui Wenzi's address to Han Xuan, together with Han Xuan's response, all find that this is not simple.

To one side, he was as good as the leader of Tianxing Pavilion. He was as respectful to the people in the huge pit as an ordinary monk.

Almost half an hour later, there was another whisper here.

"Look, the Xi family is here, too."

With the people's eyes, a woman with no expression on her face came slowly.

Without any words, the woman went to Cui Wenzi after a ceremony.

"Cui Ge Zhu"

"Well, wait for the young master to consolidate his accomplishments." Cui Wenzi nodded and said nothing else.

"Well"

A few days later, several ancient sects came one after another.

"Hu" in the deep pit of silence, there was a continuous breath.