Chapter 1467： Ancient Yuyao

Today, Nan Mu and others rushed to the Blood Feather Clan, not for the purpose of joining forces with this sinful clan, but only for the bronze fragment in the hands of the Blood Feather Clan master.

Seeing the blood feather tribe being slaughtered, to be honest, Nan Muyun didn't have a trace of turbulence in his heart.

Not to mention the Blood Feather Clan, even if the Demon King Palace is destroyed, he will not feel heartache, just a slave clan.

Oh, it's not right, right!

Of course it will be heartache, but people are the man of destiny, how can they be so indifferent and ruthless!

But, looking at what Hua Xun meant, the aura of that fragment should be on Ling Xiao.

And the main purpose of his lower realm is to find the source of the spiritual energy recovery in this realm and obtain it.

After all, according to the ancestors of Zongzhong, such a treasure that drove the change of heaven and earth must be related to the luck of heaven and earth.

Whether it is Ling Xiao or Young Master of the Realm Lord Hall, to be honest, in the eyes of the man of destiny, there is not much awe.

What he believes in Nan Muyun is to respect strength!

Blindly fearful of the hands and feet, tending to be inferior to the flames, isn't that a villain's character?

As a contemporary person, Nan Muyun is not afraid of anyone!

"Brother Nan Mu is looking for this thing, right?"

Ling Xiao smiled and shook his palm lightly, and saw that bronze fragment suddenly appeared.

He naturally saw Huaxun's behavior just now.

That kind of weird spiritual consciousness is indeed somewhat strange.

Eight grades of respect, five thousand luck.

Obviously, this woman's spirit is different from ordinary people, and a good treasure hunter can be used.

"Haha, Young Master Ling Xiao, since everyone knows it well, don't you need to be polite?"

Nan Muyun nodded and chuckled lightly, wearing a blue dress floating around, which really meant something out of the dust.

"Right on my mind."

Ling Xiao also nodded, his eyes were clear, and he took abrupt steps.

"boom!"

The ear-piercing buzzing sounded through the sky and the earth, and I saw outside Ling Xiao, a glow of light appeared, and thousands of ways were rushing, like a god, walking against the sky.

Upon seeing this, Nan Muyun's eyes condensed slightly, and a demon shadow appeared in it, his expression slightly solemn.

For Ling Xiao, he naturally didn't underestimate him.

After all, in the past year, Qing Cangjie is all about the famous Ling clan young master.

Countless contemporary evildoers were crushed and killed by him, and even the heavenly demons were hit hard by him and Xuexiyan!

Under such feats, it must not be a waste.

"Ling Xiao, today is a fair fight between you and me. If you lose... hand over the bronze shards."

Nan Muyun's voice was bitter, and his whole body seemed to be rising.

At the beginning, he entered the holy realm and saved the holy calamity, fully condensing the five holy patterns.

In other words, the spiritual power in his body is equivalent to five people in the sacred realm, and it is enough to be proud of his peers.

What's more, his demon demon is of ancient blood, and his power is terrifying. How can a contemporary person be able to contend!

only!

At this time, Ling Xiao didn't have a word of nonsense at all. At the moment when his palm protruded, a hundred swords suddenly floated out of the sky behind him, piercing the void with the momentum of slashing the sky, and slashed down horizontally.

Hand over the bronze shards?

This Nan Muyun's idea is really naive.

"Boom!"

The void was shattered, and above the hundred sword shadows, there was a ray of holy power overflowing, such a mighty power was enough to shock the world.

And Nan Muyun's face finally showed a solemn color.

Then, I saw him sticking out his hands, and the vast spiritual prestige rose up.

Above his head, a piece of golden light appeared in the air, turning into a hundred meters in size, encompassing the heavens.

I saw that above the decree, the mountains and seas were outlined, the stars were depicted, lifelike, surging with the mighty power.

Pictures of mountains and rivers emerge, as if the era of reincarnation, endless changes.

Faintly, among the mountains, seas and stars, there seemed to be countless phantoms of gods and demons standing upright, looking down at the world with sharp eyes.

"It's the mountain and sea **** and magic map of the Imperial Demon Sect."

Chen Daonian's eyes condensed slightly, obviously a little surprised.

But as long as it is an immortal heritage, there will be some famous magical artifacts in the sect.

The Royal Demon Sect is most famous, even though it is the great monsters with terrifying bloodlines, but... this mountain and sea **** and demon map is also extremely domineering.

It is said that in this picture, dozens of large and small monster souls are sealed, and the power is no different.

Unexpectedly, this Nan Muyun lower realm brought out even this most treasure.

"Om!"

The **** map unfolded and instantly covered the blue sky.

As for an ancient sacred mountain, the ghost shadow immediately stepped out of it, and moved towards the torrent of hundreds of swords to resist.

only!

At the moment when the two collided, the light on the mountain and sea **** and demon map suddenly stagnated for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was stunned to see that the countless sacred mountain and magic shadows were directly pierced by Hundred Swords and cut into nothingness.

"Um?"

Nan Muyun frowned slightly, obviously also a little surprised. At the moment when his handprints changed, there was once again golden clouds in the **** map, transforming infinite visions.

But no matter how terrifying the vision, it was still torn apart by Sword Shadow in the end.

Seeing this scene, Nan Mu Yun's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he reached out with one hand, and directly used the mountain and sea **** and demon picture as a contract to shroud the hundred swords and trap it in the picture.

"interesting."

Ling Xiao smiled, without the slightest panic on his face, the moment black swirl appeared in his eyes, his figure disappeared in place.

"Om!"

The void in front of Nan Muyun quietly rippled.

I saw a fist shadow coming out through the hole and hitting his chest fiercely.

And under that fist mark, the edge was shocking, and all the ways were prosperous, and the whole world was torn into a terrifying crack.

This offensive was really too weird, even Nan Muyun's face was full of surprise.

Before he could be prepared, Ling Xiao's palm had fallen on his body.

"boom!"

Nan Muyun's figure was directly smashed and flew out, smashing the temple on the top of the mountain and disappearing.

But at this time, Ling Xiao didn't see a trace of joy on her face, instead she was slightly surprised.

At the moment when his fist mark fell, it seemed to feel... an extremely strange power that swallowed his spiritual power and physical power.

Although this swallowing did not completely offset the divine power in this fist, it was obvious...Compared with other destiny sons, this Nan Muyun's method was indeed somewhat unique.

"Su Yan, Wei Yang, you go and kill those young Demon Imperial Sect youths, Senior Xiong Huan, please stop that blue eagle."

Before the main hall, Ye Qingchan raised his head and looked above the sky, his eyes filled with chill.

Before Ling Xiao looked at the saint of the Demon King Palace, there was a hint of playfulness.

In other words, this woman should be of some use to the son.

Although she wanted to kill him, but... a woman who was useful to the son could barely survive.

"Yes! Sister Qingchan."

Su Yan and Xuanyuan Weiyang nodded slightly, their silhouettes suddenly jumped into the sky, and rushed towards the four Imperial Demon Sect Tianjiao.

But Ye Qingchan stared at Huaxun with cold eyes, and the wind and snow gradually spread all over his body.