Vol 3 Chapter 833: Desolation

On the moon, the Holy Moon has a special person to receive those who are powerful. After seeing the people brought by Zi Yan, the smile on the face of the receptionist has been filled with several points.
There are more people who consume more crystals, and his commission will not be less.
"Adult please come with me."
The other party, with the purple three, went to the place where the lost Tianjing was sold.
The Thunder also came, but stayed in the team, did not take the initiative to appear, like an ordinary Holy Spirit soldier.
These hundreds of Holy Spirits need more than a thousand Tianjing, and the number of Xianshi needed is over 10,000.
After the purple scorpion came out, the people who were entertained were personally sent.
Don't look at the people brought by Zi Yan, but the big handwriting is from the Holy Lei.
The number of crystals they exchanged, let alone send 500, even a thousand can enter safely.
This is the real wealth, always put life first.
In an open area, several large transmission arrays were completed.
As the light illuminates, all the crystals of Tianjing begin to release their power. Under the light, the shape of the Holy Spirit of the Holy Rebes is looming.
The next moment, their figure disappeared at the same time.
This time they appeared in a huge open space, still covered with bluestone, clean and tidy.
The sable is already strange, but after all, the 10,000 stones are gone.
Compared with the handwriting of the Holy Moon family, it was a kindness to ask for the transfer of a stone by one person.
There are people on the outside to guide you to the position of Zijing.
Of course, Zi Yan will not change direction and take people to the southeast.
After a long journey, the expression of Zi Yan suddenly changed.
"What's wrong?" Lei said that his expression changed.
"Interesting things have happened."
Zi Yan said with a smile: "We speed up some speed."
Because it is the first residual vein discovered, it is not far from here.
When the purple scorpion arrived, the mountain with the participation of spar was quickly removed.
Thousands of people gathered here, looking around, and not knowing what to look for.
Purple knows.
He waved his hand and a ray of light fell into the sky.
The clear sky suddenly surging clouds, the dark clouds cover the sky, and sometimes the thunder flashes.
Someone noticed the anomalies of the heavens and the earth, looked up and saw the thunder of lightning shining in the dark clouds, and the faces of each one changed.
Everyone stopped the movements in their hands and looked at the people in the distance.
Although the number of people coming is not much, they are still less than half of them, but the momentum has overshadowed them.
"Excuse me, who is your leader?"
Ziyan said to the people who have turned into hillsides.
Everyone looks at each other and they are all face to face.
Peng!
The ground vibrates and one person rises to the sky.
It is He Wei!
"Who is here?"
At the moment when his body was volleyed, he screamed out.
"You are their leader?" Zi Yan looked at each other.
"who are you?"
He Wei frowned: "Is this attitude to talk to me?"
Zi Yan pointed to the hillside in front of him and said: "This place was discovered by me, and I left it specially. Now it is destroyed by your people. What do you say?"
He Wei heard a loud laugh, "Jokes, you said it is yours, is it yours? If I mark the world, is this world my mine?"
The purple scorpion walked toward the front. "Oh, this is very reasonable."
He Wei said proudly: "That is natural, speed off, or take your knife!"
The smile on the face of Zi Yan is not diminished. "But I am sorry, I do not recognize your reason. Because I am not sure, after you have shrouded the world, the world has become yours, but one thing I know very well, That is the place where the power of my Holy Rebes is covered, and it must be ours."
"you wanna die?"
In the eyes of He Wei, there was a flash of killing.
Zi Yan continued: "When you have destroyed my entire vein, I don't care too much about you. I will take out 100,000 yuan of stone compensation, or your life will end here."
"Is it by you?" The other side looked sarcastically.
"Not me, it is us! We all! We are holy people!"
The smile on the face of Zi Yan gradually converged. "Although our number is still less than half of yours, we have the confidence to destroy you all! 100,000 Xianshi is our greatest kindness, and there can be no less!"
The sturdy breath rushes out from the rear, which is the release of all the Holy Spirit of the Holy Rebe.
The power of the Thunder swayed the surrounding clouds, and the raging breath went forward. The thunder of the horror threw the world.
Feeling the opposite atmosphere, He Wei's face has also changed.
The reputation of the San Lei people, he does not know, if the two sides are really melee, the people who live on their side may not really have much.
"Hey, I have heard the reputation of the Shenglei people for a long time. I didn't expect to see it today. It was so unreasonable." He Wei snorted. "Are you really the world is yours?"
Zi Yan said: "This world is not mine, but this place is mine. You can either compensate Xianshi or you die! Choose one."
"San Lei, you are too deceiving, dare not alone with me He Wei alone?" He said with great voice.
"I don't have the interest to fight alone, only the interest of killing, not to compensate for the loss, you all have to die!"
Zi Yan said indifferently: "Actually, I still hope that you can choose the latter, because there are too many people coming here, and if you all die, others will get more."
Behind He Wei, those who are still standing on the hillside have changed their faces.
They did not think that the leader of this holy Lei family was so addicted to killing, and at the same time, there was also a blame for the faint heart. The trouble of the leader who was looking for it was not good, and he had to find the trouble of the holy Lei.
"When you fight with me, the outcome is determined."
He Wei said in a deep voice: "If you lose, immediately get out of the way, if I lose, you lose money!"
The face of Zi Yan has a smile again. "If you say this early, you will not finish it. Thank you in advance for your compensation."
"what did you say?"
He Wei was glaring, and his hand flashed with a big knife.
The broadsword was extremely generous and seemed too heavy. I saw him holding a long knife and stepping forward. "I want you to die!"
Every step falls, the earth is shaking, I don't know if it is his own strength, or the heavy strength of the big knife.
Zi Yan's gaze, careless, the other's realm is not low, but as long as it is still a six-star sage, Zi Yan is not afraid.
But when his eyes fell on the big knife, the eyes of Zi Yan changed a little.
Because he felt a familiar atmosphere from the big knife, it is the breath of the soul.
Soul soldier?
Is there a soul soldier in the Holy Spirit?
The big knife is approaching, it is indeed the breath of the soul.
"Today I will let you know that there are not only four saints in the world, but also a family! Desolation!"
A slash of sighs and a thick breath rushed out.
In the face of this knife, Zi Yan’s expression was slightly moved.
He is so cold, he has not heard it.

The golden long stick was in front of him and stopped the blade.
boom!
Under the feet of the two, the ground violently vibrates and a huge crack appears.
He Wei's figure receded, and the hand holding the big knife was shaking, and he looked incredulously at the purple sable in front.
Zi Yan is also retreating, but this is not what He Wei wants to see. What he originally hoped to see is that the other party died on the spot.
"who are you?"
He Wei asked, and for the first time put away the contempt.
"Now come to ask my name, don't you think it's too late? No matter who I am, today's Xianshi you are lost!"
"Oh, I just don't want to kill the unknown!"
He Wei has a long knife in his hand. "Today is destined to be a battle for my desolation. Can you be so sloppy? Do you even know the ghosts who die under the knife? You are the leader of the San Lei, you should not be a nameless person. What?"
"Purple."
Zi Yan smiled and said: "San Lei, the core is extremely purple!"
"It's you!"
He Wei’s pupils shrank, apparently did not expect that the coming person turned out to be the famous purple sable.
But soon, he laughed and his eyes became extremely fanatical. "It’s really you, it’s so good, it’s not too thin for me. Just beat you, in the future, in the Holy Spirit world, who doesn’t know me? Wei?"
Zi Yan has some doubts. According to the realm of the other party, talents who should not be such a character are.
"Death!"
On He Wei’s body, suddenly there was a violent breath, and there seemed to be a black mist in the faint.
The black fog gave him a familiar feeling.
"Dead, idiot!"
He Wei rushed forward, and the thick force was injected into the blade and went to Ziyan.
The purple scorpion, which was originally prepared to mobilize the soul, found that the strength of the body worked on its own. It was the ancient Lei Yan.
Above the golden long stick, it burned with flames, and an ancient atmosphere permeated.
The two attacks met again, and with the roar of the roar, the golden Thunder fell on the black knife.
The black knife began to burn.
He Wei screamed and retreated, and the force continued to surge during the period, which extinguished Lei Yan.
He looked at the purple eyes and his expression was amazed.
At that moment, he was tempted to have the feeling of encountering natural enemies.
Lei Yan on the purple scorpion stick has disappeared. He smiled faintly: "It seems that you are going to admit defeat. I don't ask you if you are difficult. Take 100,000 celestial stones."
"Hugh, you are outside this well!"
He Wei bit his teeth and there was a touch of madness in his eyes.
A storm suddenly appeared around him. He stood in the storm, the original black power began to surge, and the soul was raging.
"What is the separate soul attack, the combination of strength and soul power is the most powerful force in the world!"
The storm disappeared ~EbookFREE.me~ all the power was poured into the big knife.
The blade screamed and became terrible.
The eyes of Zi Yan, staring at the change of the big knife, seriously said a lot: "Oh, is it? Then you gave me a lesson today."
In his hand, the long stick suddenly burst into a glaring light, a breath that was several times stronger than before.
"Let me see, your real power is good."
The voice fell, and the purple scorpion took the initiative to advance.
He seems to carry a round of Jinyang, the glaring light, so many people are subconsciously closed their eyes.
A loud bang.
The shape of Zi Yan and He Wei are staggered.
Above the long stick in the hands of the sable, the dazzling golden light is extinguished.
The big knife in the hands of He Wei is interrupted for two.