Chapter 406： Xia Kunlun's prestige!

Yin Lun is certainly not too strong in combat power, but who is his brother? That is Yin Yin!

It is said that half a year ago, in the auction of Ziweicheng, the **** one was taken, and a dragon fruit produced by the medicine was taken down and handed over to Yinxian!

This is a dragon fruit that develops a shocking battle body. After refining and turning dragon fruit with the potential of Yin Yin, it will definitely form the body of horror!

The yin dynasty is a strong body, and this dragon fruit will definitely make Yin Yin even more powerful. In the future, Yin Yin will definitely become the strong man of the great era once he is born. Heaven is supreme.

"This is a drought!"

The younger generation of monks in the field were shocked. There were droughts and sorrows in the Yin family. The blood vessels of this vein are extremely rare, but each has the ultimate strength.

"It is the strongest warrior under Yin Yin!" Someone was shocked: "How did it come? Is it that Xia Kunlun offended Yin Yin? After all, Yin Yin is the most overlord of the limelight, and it is likely to get Yin. The origin of the meditation road!"

"Xia Kunlun did not offend Yin Yin, but once beaten the Yin Lun meal, it is estimated to come back to face." Some people sneered: "Xia Kunlun is a powerful disciple after all, I don't think the drought can be hostile to Xia Kunlun ""

"But the body of the marmots is very strong. It is said that this drought is ranked in the top 20 of the potential list!"

"What? This drought has just emerged, can it be ranked in the top 20?"

The people around them were surprised. They are very concerned about the potential list. After all, they are almost all in the quasi-realistic field. They can be included in the potential list. In the future, almost all of them can enter the avenue and the error rate is very low.

"Sloppy!"

Zixia Fairy glanced at the drought, and did not catch a cold on the head monster, even far away.

"Do you have a friend in the Ziwei Pure Land?"

The smile on the face of the Lagerstroemia saints converges. Instead, it is a majestic saga. After all, it is the saint who is high above the Ziwei. It is impossible to watch the marmots lie here, and the drought is just a warrior under Yin Yin!

"Kunlun brothers are careful, this drought and drought is very strong, the body is almost indestructible!" Zu Sheng said: "He is the strongest warrior under Yin Yin, the body of the drought and the family must not be underestimated, he The strength of the battle is much stronger than that of the ancestors. Of course, the Kunlun brothers will certainly not weaken the drought!"

"What is this potential list?" Su Yan was a little surprised.

"It is a list of prospective monks who can go to the potential list. Almost all of them can enter the avenue." Zu Sheng said: "You have seen Xue Guan, and he has a high ranking in the potential list. Generally speaking, this potential list is based on the physical fitness and strength of the people."

"With the potential of Xue Guan, double to the body, can't you step into the first?" Su Yan was a little surprised.

"It's hard to say, just like Kunlun brother, you haven't appeared in the potential list yet, because you haven't played a few hands at all." Zu Sheng explained: "Xue Guan is a double-supreme body, but he has not played it. But he also wants to get the third!"

Xue Guancai ranked third?

Su Yan was very surprised and asked the first question.

Zu Sheng proudly said: "It is the fascinating genius of our ancestral temple. The family of our ancient ancestors, the ancestors of the ancestors, the blood of the great ancestors, the source of the heavens and the earth, the various kinds of limited resources to quench the foundation, and was sealed in the avenue In the eyes of cultivation, he has long developed an invincible battle body, and each state will get the strongest cultivation!"

"Zu Dian Xiaozu!"

Su Yan’s nephew is awkward. If he can kill him, he does not know the movements made by the ancestral hall, will it be even worse than the ancestors!

"Why, you Xia Kunlun still look down on me?"

The words of the marmot were cold, and the red pupil locked him. He said, "I don't care who you are, your head is reserved!"

The people around are stunned. This is too aggressive. Want to book the head of a powerful disciple?

"Ha ha ha, Xia Kunlun, you dare not get out of the fight!"

Yin Lun laughed at the sky: "Don't hide behind the woman, Ziwei La Virgin I know that this pure land does not allow Wu, I look directly to the outside, play a game, Xia Kunlun how do you think?"

"It seems that I used to light it last time."

Su Yan’s eyes looked at Yin Lun, and coldly said: “Since I have survived, my face is coming, you really don’t know how the dead words are written!”

"Xia Kunlun!"

Yin Lun’s forehead bursts into blue veins and whispered: “I will ask you if you dare? Don’t say that these are useless. If you don’t dare, you will admit your mistakes.”

The atmosphere of the marmots has become more and more turbulent, and the heavens and the earth have been dyed in red. The radius of the grass is not alive. The fierce blood burning in his body makes the heroes of some strong people feel that the blood in the body is dry. This is amazing!

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound appeared, and the surrounding people looked like a ghost. They did not see how Xia Kunlun moved. The Yinlun was like a dead dog flying backwards.

In the process, Su Yan waved a slap, the face of Yin Lun collapsed, the teeth fell seven or eight, and the sly fell to the ground, and the pig-like mourning sounded for a long time.

Lingyun Fairy's eyes are slightly bright, just a faint feeling of a wave of space, but Xia Kunlun's action is too fast, a slap in the air to fly over the yin, hit him with a shawl, painful.

"A good Xia Kunlun, what field did he cultivate in?"

Here, the elders of Ziwei teaches that this degree of mastery of space is superb, and there is a style of a big man. Is Xia Kunlun the strongest in the avenue?

"Give me kill him!"

The sneer eyes came from all around, and the scalp was blasted open, and the red eyes roared: "Kill him, the consequences I will bear!"

The pupils of the droughts and floods are bursting out of smoldering, the fierce atmosphere is overwhelming, and the whole body is crowded. His body is like a **** iron, squeaking and indestructible.

The void is broken in the ambiguity, and the body of the marmot is extremely terrible. In the same generation, few people can match it. After all, he is also the overlord of the younger generation of the yin, and must not be underestimated.

"Xia Kunlun!"

The drought and the cold anger said: "I heard that you are physically strong, I don't know if I can withstand the power of me!"

His palms are horrible, and the red clouds are lingering. For example, the same red flame knife is recovering, and the heavy air is oscillated. The squeezing inch of the void is whining, and there is a riddled hole in his world. trend.

"I never fight with slaves."

Su Yan squinted at it and said: "Let your master come to the same level. As for you, are you qualified to play against me?"

This sentence makes the pupils of the drought and flood suddenly scream, like a madman, screaming in the sky, the world is shaking, the sky is shining!

It is the most hated person in his life to call him a slave!

He is a warrior under Yin Yinxian, and his identity is not a slave. He is a much higher status than a passer-by.

Ziwei teaches the elders to come and use the means to seal the Quartet.

In fact, they also want to see and see, this is the mysterious summer Kunlun, how strong!

"I can't wait to tear it up, stepping on your bones!"

The smell of the marmots became fiercer and fierce, and the red hair was fluttering in full. The disasters fluctuated in the whole, just as the source of destruction was fully recovered here. ,

"This is what you are looking for."

Su Yan waved at him and said, "Come here, I will suppress you with one hand!"

Zu Sheng’s face was slightly trembled, and he felt that Xia Kunlun had some big support!

After all, the drought and flood is absolutely very human, with one hand to suppress the drought? This is too difficult, unless Xia Kunlun has a powerful body like a dragon.

"Miscellaneous things, you give me life!"

The droughts and floods were dispatched in an instant. In a flash, like a knife that was drilled in the region, the breath of fire was so amazing that Meng Ying, who came here, was somewhat eclipsed. This dry and well-deserved peerless master, the spiritual will, the future Must be a big device!

"Hands over!"

The eyes of the people around are not squinting and squinting.

The speed of the marmot is too horrible, and its own breath is released. In this small world sealed, the redness is rolling, and his entire palm is called a blazing flame knife. At the moment of the moment, the void has exploded!

"Hurry, I can't see it at all. The speed of this drought is quite amazing."

In the eyes of the spectators, the action of the droughts and floods is completely invisible, and his palms are sprayed out with a horrible knife and knives, rolling up to a thousand feet, and you can smash the mountains!

"kill!"

He was in a big battle, the flame knife was revived, and he was angered with suffocation. He used all his strength. The space that was sealed was distorted, and the faintness was to be shaken open.

Not waiting for the moment when Ziwei teaches the elders to be surprised, it is to see Xia Kunlun raise his fist, although it looks like a plain fist.

However, in the eyes of Meng Ying, it is like seeing a cosmic star rise!

Su Yan is throwing his fists, and his spirits are boiling. The monks who are surrounded by the shudders are shuddering. The ancient stars like jade are unblocked, and the atmosphere is so terrifying that the entire sealed world will be blown up!

"Boom!"

This punch, collapsed all the knives, Su Yan full of black long hair dance, the whole is like a healthy Jianlong across the river, into the Cangyu, swallowing the river and mountains, annihilating the world!

A punch and a punch, banging on the palm of the marmot.

Every punch is gone, although it is only an instant, but it is as long as the drought and drought.

After three punches, the drought and the water have lost their spiritual will, and its world has been shrouded. In the eyes of Xia Kunlun, at this moment, the same generation of Wu Shen stood in the shadow of all beings, overlooking him.

The third punch Su Yan broke out a terrible battle, the world shouted and the mountains shook.

This terrible pure land will not be able to trap him, like a prisoner dragon, the gods phoenix wings, Huang Lu Dazhong is typing!

"what!"

The drought and the sorrow sent a desperate mourning. He felt that everything did not exist, just as the whole world was blown up by Xia Kunlun’s fist.