Chapter 426: Shocking Zu Yong

Su Yan’s words made Zu Yong’s beast-like embarrassment, and he was very fierce.
He is unbearable, and the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors were the parents of the ancestors of the ancestral temple. When they lived in glory, they also regarded themselves as the leaders of the younger generation.
However, now Zu Yong is stepped on the foot of Su Yan, this shame and humiliation, let the ancestors anger and attack, and send out a beastly low-pitched: "You dare to humiliate me!"
Zu Yong is struggling and wants to recover the gods.
His ancestors Yonggui is the top three talented genius for the ancestral hall. If he is really stepped under his feet, he can't afford to lose his face, and his ancestors will face a big loss!
"Hey!"
The silver warrior is blazing, and the avenues of the avenues are revived. One after another, the avenues inscribed on the gods' suits are self-recovering. As the ancient gods are awakening, the defense is very amazing. Otherwise, Su Yan’s foot is enough. Step on the dead ancestors!
However, Zu Yong was struggling, and Su Yan, who mastered the robbery, was like a peak of the cosmic lord. The whole sole of the foot glowed, just like the Taikoo Mountain was pressed here, so that the gods of the gods' battles could collapse!
The audience in the field was stunned and looked at Xia Kunlun. At this moment, he was a majestic stalwart, and he was arrogant, and he stepped on Zu Yong!
"what!"
The ancestors are going crazy, and they rushed up. This is how the parents of the gods can be humiliated!
However, out of control, but Su Yan did not look at him, the airflow of the body autonomously filled, so that this area is full of shocking power, when they are boiling, the Quartet is turbulent!
"Hey!"
One after another, the younger generation of the ancestral temple seeds, and then the disintegration of this peerless force, have disintegrated.
How can they block Su Yan in this state, and he who masters the robbery can kill him with the cosmic males, and let the ancestors win them in the sky, and they can't stop Su Yan.
There are big killers all disintegrated, this follows the young generation of the ancestral temple of the ancestors of the ancestors, blood stagnant, leaving only one ancestor, staying in place tremble.
"It's a madman!"
Beyond the ancient dojo, Meng Ying was stupid. A dozen young disciples were smashed. The consequences were quite serious. It is necessary to know that the Ziyang Daochang collapsed half a year ago, and there were already twenty young seeds in the ancestral hall.
But this time the young people who followed the ancestors were not weak. They were all younger generations of Yingjie, and their practice was in the right direction.
But now they have all been smashed, and some people are chilling. They seem to see the anger of the entire ancestral hall in the future, rushing to the stars, the picture of the blood flow!
The consequences are too serious, who dares to think that Xia Kunlun dare to sacrifice so many young ancestral temples.
"Let me, you and me are fair!"
Zu Yong screamed, his eyes were red, and he was not convinced, mainly because Su Yan had unexpectedly made him a serious injury, or he would rely on Su Yan’s frontal fight.
After all, this god's warfare is very strong. In the current state of Zuyong, the sky has played a general role. Some cosmic masters know that if they master the gods' suits, they are almost unbeaten in the same realm. The warfare contains the power of the gods.
It is a pity that even if you are strong, you can't play the real power of the gods!
"Save you also match?"
Su Yan looked down on Zu Yong, cold ice and ice road "Say, you have to die to live!"
"You rely on treasures, what kind of skill? Have a fair battle."
The ancestors were never angry, their faces were red, and their throats were red.
He did not admit defeat. He felt that Su Yan was relying on treasures. Even he had also underestimated the enemy. He did not expect that Xia Kunlun would be so strong.
Zu Yong has mastered many killing techniques and various kinds of treasures, but he did not have time to use them. He was injured by Sun Boxing.
Zu Yong was not convinced at all, and he wanted to compete with Su Yan for the next round and regain his lost dignity.
"I am not satisfied with this answer!"
Su Yan’s eyes flashed a glimpse of silence, and his foot stepped down again, hegemony and horrible!
Like the 100,000 mountains arranged here, the moment of stepping on, the terrible oppression, so that the entire monk is like a purgatory, to follow the disintegration!
"bump!"
This ankle is stepping on his chest. Even if there is a godswear body, Zu Yong’s chest is cracked and even hits his burial area, making Zu Yong painful and miserable. Call.
"I want to die to live?" Su Yan looked down at Zu Yong, cold and shouted.
"I will kill your family, kill your whole family, destroy you full!" Zu Yong is in pain, can not easily bow!
"bump!"
Another step was to step on it. There was a fatal death crisis. Let Zu Yong’s hands and feet be cold. His heart was desperate. Can Su Yan really kill him?
"stop!"
The Ziwei Virgin can't sit still. Zu Yong's father is Zu Cheng, a young king. If the ancestors died in the ancient Taoist field, the consequences are too serious, and the Ziwei teaching is also difficult!
"roll!"
Su Yan looked slightly at the Ziwei Virgin. A low-pitched sound wave rolled like a tsunami. The roar suddenly hit the Ziwei Saints, letting her fly like a folding kite. The generation of beautiful ladies must lose their fragrance.
"Budget, Xia Kunlun, what are you doing!"
Meng Ying’s face was ugly, pointing at him and yelling:
In my purple virgin land, I also teach the saints for me. You know who it is and help you resist the strong ancestors!

Indeed, now that the outside world is fierce, the power of the Ziwei cultivator is self-evident. He is still very young, and he has been able to drag on the footsteps of the strong ancestors.
However, the Ziwei teacher is more and more shocked. He finds that the ancestral hall is like crazy, and it is completely reckless!
"Is this kid?"
Ziwei teaches that Su Yan has a big problem, otherwise the ancestral temple will not go crazy, but choose to negotiate with him for the first time.
The original Ziwei teacher has prepared to pay some price to save Su Yan!
After all, he wants the avenues of the avenues and must rely on Su Yan. If Su Yan is taken away by the ancestral hall, he has no hope.
"I don't kill her, I have already given you Ziwei to teach face!"
Su Yan is cold, or else he cares about Yin Yisi. He will never be merciful and directly kill the Ziwei Virgin.
But once she kills her, this is a very bad situation for Yin Yisi. After all, Yin Yisi is too shallow in the teaching of Ziwei. Even with the help of the old teacher, her Ziwei Saint is also a pro-disciple of Ziwei.
The face of Ziweiwei is gloomy. She thinks this is not Xia Kunlun. This is definitely a layer of identity. Otherwise, it will not act unscrupulously. Even some horrible heads in the vast universe do not dare to deal with the ancestral hall. Younger generation of disciples!
"Oh, the leader will seal it here, we can't get in."
The strongest people of Ziwei can only blink, and they can't inform the Ziwei leader. Now the war outside is very fierce, and no one can get close. The cosmic master really does not have this strength.
"And you? I am asking you? Why not answer!"
Su Yan’s nephew looked at Zu Yong again. Now the ancestors of the ancestors are in the same shape, and the blood in the body is dry. If it is not the gods’ suits to protect him, he is now broken.
"In this case, you will be on the road."
Su Yan’s soles were once again raised. If the swords were killed and smashed down, the power of destruction that filled the ancestors made Zu Yong desperate. Su Yan really dared to kill him.
"I want to live!"
Zu Yong issued an angry low-pitched voice. He was reluctant to fall like this. He had a promising future and would not be willing to die here.
"can!"
Su Yan smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, give me three heads, call three grandpa, I can spare you!"
Some of the quiet places here are creepy. All the people are alive and seeing, and they are squatting, and they are called three grandfathers?
If his ancestors really called, did Zu Chengcheng become his eldest son?
"This monk, who is the disciple!"
The strongmen of the older generation have been scared. This courage is too big for him. Isn’t he afraid of dying without a place of burial?
It is impossible to kill Su Yan without killing. Is there any difference? no difference!
"what!"
Zu Yong made a stern scream, his eyes collapsed and he screamed, "Who are you, who is it!"
The ancestors did not believe that even the mighty might not be able to offend the ancestral temple. He seriously doubted the identity of Xia Kunlun and definitely had a hatred against the ancestral temple.
Even his heart has an absurd idea, this person will not be Su Yan? I am afraid that only the family of the burial domain will dare to do this against the ancestral temple.
"Then you choose the second road, or send you on the road!"
Su Yan was murderous and his foot was slammed down!
This sole of the foot Su Yan used all his strength to shake off the defense of the gods' war suit. The terrible power penetrated into his body. In this kind of power, the ancestors will soon be blasted, but not by Su Yan, he has The brand of the ancestors!
When this scorpion king breath is about to spew out.
Su Yan shrinks into the inch, crosses the space, and the figure appears in front of Xue Guan.
"you!"
All the people around me are wide-eyed, what does Su Yan want to do?
Especially the Ziwei Virgin, she can almost conclude that this summer Kunlun should be Su Yan, or why he should target Xue Crown!
"Do not!"
Zu Yong feared screaming.
Because Su Yan moved him to Xue Guan’s Gouda.
This enlightenment platform cannot be touched. Once it is rushed to interrupt the enlightened and powerful, it will encounter the earthquake of the ancient dojo.
But now the mark on his body has recovered, but at the moment of waking up, it has collided with Gouda.
"Booming!"
The horrible air machine drilled in the ancestors of the ancestors was shaken by the enlightened platform that suddenly hit, and the horrible sound was like a thunderstorm in nine days, which was heard in the Taoist platform.
"Roar!"
Xue Guan, who was retreating at a deep level, suddenly heard it. It seemed that the shackles of the gods and gods made him tremble and suffocate.
(just returned home, tired, and resume normal updates tomorrow)