"Ah! Wang Yu!" there was a deep hatred for Wang Yu in that voice!
If it weren't for Wang Yu, how could he have fallen into such a situation?
If it weren't for Wang Yu, he would never have left only one soul here to support him! Wang Yu sneered, his eyes suddenly cold, "Youming Qianlong, you shouldn't practice martial arts with the soul of a lonely soul."
An almost plain sentence, but it made the Youming Hidden Dragon feel the supreme ice cold from his heart. He was afraid!
He was afraid after he was destroyed by Wang Yu. Wang Yu almost became a demon in his heart!
But at the moment, fear is useless. The soul of the hidden dragon is too weak. He has no attack power!
Wang Yu waved with his hand, and the last ice and fire force in his body hit the Youming Qianlong along the meridians. Everyone thought that the Youming Qianlong would die like this, including the Youming Qianlong himself.
But at this moment, changes suddenly occurred.
The power of ice and fire suddenly shook twice as if it had touched the nemesis in front of the Youming hidden dragon, and then disappeared!
At the same time, an extremely powerful wave of force filled the place where people were in five days!
"Jie Jie! What a good soul!"
The voice was strange and gloomy. It was the old man in gray robe!
The old man in grey robe looks a little old and bent. Although he can't see his face, his dead spirit shows that the old man is not far from death.
But Wang Yu doesn't think so. There is a strange thing in the old man in grey robe. Wang Yu doesn't know what it is, but his keen perception has told him that the old man in grey robe is definitely not as simple as it seems!
His identity is definitely more than a powerful warrior!
However, these thoughts just flashed in Wang Yu's heart. For Wang Yu, at the moment, he pays more attention to the word soul in the old man's mouth!
Does it mean that the old man didn't come to rescue the Youming hidden dragon?
The next second, the cry of the nether Hidden Dragon let the people solve their doubts, "elder dust, save me!"
Wang Yu looked at the existence of the dust elder called by the nether hidden dragon. Would he really save the nether hidden dragon? Wang Yu even had a deep disgusting feeling for the dust elder in front of him, but Wang Yu didn't know where the disgusting feeling came from.
The dust elder smiled strangely and said, "of course you want to save, how can you not save."
The nether hidden dragon was immersed in the joy of rebirth, and could not even feel the very strange tone of the dust elder. The elder Chen suddenly stretched out his finger and waved his arm to sweep all the people present one by one, "your souls are very good."
Suddenly, he paused strangely, "but now these souls can only be on you, but don't worry, they are just... Sojourn! Jie ~"
Wang Yu's eyes were shining slightly, but he didn't say a word, but looked at the man coldly.
When the old man in grey robe looked at Wang Yu, his body suddenly trembled and said to himself: what a strange physique. It was a body mixed with ice and fire. Suddenly his eyes changed. Maybe his soul was also very strange.
However, the old man in the grey robe licked his lips and looked unbearably sorry. If he didn't have to take away the hidden dragon at the moment, he would really want to leave Wang Yu's soul.
Wang Yu naturally felt that kind of Yin Wu's eyes had been wandering on his body, but he knew that the person in front of him could not be defeated at will, so he had to endure it.
The old man smiled and swept away the soul of the nether hidden dragon.
Even though he couldn't see the old man's face, Wang Yu could still feel the old man's covet for the soul of the nether hidden dragon, like seeing the food with incomparable eyebrows and tails. Such a metaphor gave Wang Yu some scope, but the old man's feeling for Wang Yu was like this.
The old man left for a while, but it was still silent here.
The strength of that person is too strong. I don't know when they can compete!
Wang Yu sighed, "aren't you just frightened by the things in front of you?"
Scared?
Everyone was stunned.
Wang Yu turned back with a smile. His handsome face only warmed people's hearts under the sunshine. On this day, they heard Wang Yu say that they would reach that level.
They heard Wang Yu say that when they reach the old man's age, they will certainly be a stronger existence!
Yes, they all believe!
The man in front of him is the creator of miracles. He is good at creating miracles. Just now, he alone forced a first-class warrior to the extent of only one soul with the power of the seven grade martial arts disciples!
If it were not for the sudden killing of a grey robed old man, or the existence of that first-class warrior, it would become a number on Wang Yu's final record!