Chapter 679: : Moqu Shangren shot

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On the other side, just after Ye Wuque jumped hundreds of feet, he really found that the Qianzhang Soul Yang above the void was closely following him, and the first person to kill the God Master Meixing was indeed him!

Ye Wuque's gaze swept the surroundings. At this moment, the brothers of the Heavenly Sacred Paths and the Hidden Sword Tomb were invisible. They scattered and fled, which made Ye Wuque feel a little loose.

"Ant, do you think you can escape?"

Above the void, it is obviously a very charming female voice, but at this moment it is like thunder blasting in Ye Wuque's ears, which contains a kind of high indifference and ruthlessness!

Although the distance is still far away, Ye Wuque can clearly feel that his scalp is numb, and a deep chill comes from the depths of his soul, there is a great crisis of life and death!

The great master who left the dust realm chased him, and the terrible degree was beyond description.

"escape!"

At this moment, Ye Wuque had only this thought in his mind. The silver dragon's radiance burst out with extremely strong light, and his speed reached its limit in an instant!

"The jungle ahead!"

Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly lit up, and hundreds of feet away in front of him was a dense primitive jungle. If he could escape in, he might be able to get rid of the God Lord Meixing if he was lucky.

Ouch!

Seeing a ray of life in front of him, Ye Wuque frantically instigated the remaining Holy Dao battle energy in his body, and ran the Dragon Sword with all his strength regardless of the injuries in his body, rushing towards the primitive jungle at an incredible speed!

"Ok?"

Above the void, there was a soft sound from the thousand-zhang soul sun. It seemed that the ant monk at the mid-term peak of the Origin Soul Realm in Ye Wuque could explode with such an astonishing speed, which was completely beyond her expectation.

"It seems that he is really a rare talent in the holy way of the heavens, if so, it is even more damn!"

God Master Meixing's eyes were cold, what kind of eyes did she look like?

This kind of young genius, if given time to grow, might become a big threat, and must be strangled in the cradle at this moment, and he must never have the opportunity to grow!

Huh!

Long Tengshu was used to its extreme, Ye Wuque finally plunged into the jungle, the surrounding light dimmed, blocking the line of sight, at least Ye Wuque turned his head and couldn't see the Qianzhang Soul Sun.

This made Ye Wuque's heart shaken, maybe he could really escape from life!

It's just that, in the next moment, the voice of the God Lord Meixing was rippling like thunder and passed into Ye Wuque's ears.

"Poor ants... dying to struggle!"

Rumble!

In Ye Wuque's incredible eyes, the ancient trees and bushes that had originally obscured the sky suddenly seemed to be swept by the wind, and all disappeared!

Ye Wuque was exposed under the sky again, and above his head, Qianzhang Soul Yang was high above him, looking down at him.

"A piece of primordial jungle was wiped out just by flipping the hand. Is this the strength of a master from the dust?"

Ye Wuque, with an extremely ugly expression, truly realized for the first time the horror of a great master of leaving the dust realm.

He felt that his previous careful thoughts were so ridiculous in front of the Lord Meixing. He thought that as long as he escaped into the primitive jungle, he would be able to get rid of the chase with the help of the complicated environment, and he could escape to life!

Now it seems that in the face of absolute strength, all the mental strategies are so weak!

Ye Wuque raised his head and looked at the Qianzhang Soul Yang above the void, and felt the indescribable horrible fluctuations. There was a wry smile in his eyes, but there was no despair.

"Sora, I'm afraid I will really trouble you this time."

Ye Wuque's voice sounded in his heart, and he knew that this time it would be impossible to escape with his own strength alone.

Because the gap is too big, you can only rely on the power of the sky.

"Someone has already arrived."

To Ye Wuque's surprise, Kong said like this.

"Could it be that Aunt Linglong came here?"

Ye Wuque's thoughts were surging, and there would be nothing wrong with nothing, so who would come here specially?

Thinking about going to Ye Wuque, he could only think of Aunt Linglong.

Maybe Aunt Linglong has gotten rid of the entanglement of the dream master of the false dream and pulled out to save herself.

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Hum!

Ye Wuque suddenly felt a large blue mudra that fell from the sky, it was thousands of meters in size, with endless power, this big mudra of Ye Wuqian was no stranger, it was the Qing Ming mudra!

The Lord Meixing was so anxious to kill the killer, obviously she also felt that someone appeared, and wanted to kill herself at the first time!

That Qing Ming big mudra is truly called to cover the sky and cover the sun, with infinite power, and the five fingers are like cyan Optimus Prime!

Ye Wuque knew that if this palm slapped him, the bones would be lost and turned into flesh!

But the empty words made Ye Wuque stand still, and he couldn't move either.

The mountain-like Qing Ming handprints seem to be slow and roar, but in fact they are fast to the extreme!

Ye Wuque standing underneath even smelled death!

At the moment of the moment, Ye Wuque suddenly felt that he was flying, being taken away from the original position by an unstoppable mighty force, and flew out a full distance!

Ye Wuque, who slowly fell to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, and found that his back had been wet with cold sweat. The terrible feeling of facing death just now made Ye Wuque fear and palpitations.

"The God Lord, can you give the old man a face and bypass this son?"

At the same time, an old but full of breath sounded resoundingly, as if thunder and rolling, echoing in the eight wilds.

The moment Ye Wuque heard this sound, his eyes condensed!

"This is... Master Moqu!"

In an instant, Ye Wuque heard that the master of this voice was the master of Moqu, so that he was not aunt Linglong, but the master of Moqu, which was completely beyond Ye Wuque's expectation.

"But why did the people on Moqu save themselves? I don't even know him?"

Just as Ye Wuque was puzzled, he saw a dark green soul sun suddenly appeared in front of him, bursting out with endless light and heat, the breath was vast and majestic, and an old figure walked out of it.

He had a childlike face, dressed in a dark green robe, his complexion was extremely ruddy, his smile was squinted, his eyes flashed with infinite wisdom and humanity, he had already read the vicissitudes of life, and he was the master of Moqu.

Above the void, the figure of the God Lord Meixing also emerged from the Qianzhang Soul Yang. He was covered in flaming red fox fur, with an enchanting posture. There was no expression on his beautiful face, indifferent and ruthless.

It seemed that this was the true appearance of the God Lord Meixing. The so-called sweet smiles and the so-called charms were all superficial.

"Master Moqu, why do you want to intervene in this matter? This son successively killed me disciples of Qingming Shrine, disciples of the Heartscar Nightmare Sect, disciples of Tianya Haige, cruel methods, extremely vicious, if a person with such a disposition let him continue to live , If time is bound to become the devil's fetus that will bring trouble to the northern sky, this sect will kill the devil's fetus. It is logical to ask the people in Moqu not to intervene and to stand by.

The voice of the God Lord Meixing spreads, although he maintains a trace of respect for the people in Moqu, his words are aggressive.

After Ye Wuque, who was standing behind the person on the Moqu, heard the words of the God Master Meixing, his eyes were bursting with anger!

What a reversal of right and wrong, and pour dirty water on people!

Meixingshen advocated that he described himself as a murderer, killing himself is so righteous!

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