Chapter 1745: Xiao Yun deduced

The horrible aftermath of the falling sun Tianyuan gradually dissipated.
Yang Kun left with Yan Shifei.
"Let me out!" Yan Shifei was bound by the golden divine pattern, her heart was screaming, and despair appeared in those eyes that could charm all sentient beings.
Originally, she was ready for ridicule during this trip.
But where would she know it was captured.
And it is obviously bad intention to look at this Yang Kun.
She wants to kill herself!
But the true Yuan and the Yuan Shen in that body are both bound.
At this moment she could only shout with her heart.
"Oh, the beauty doesn't need to be angry. I am Yang Kun, the son of the King of Gods. I am the King in the Jiuyang Holy Palace. You will enjoy the ultimate glory after you follow me."
This Yang Kunlang laughed loudly, regardless of Yan Shifei.
In his opinion, he was a distinguished man, and it was just around the corner to capture the heart of a woman.
"It's just a pity not to take down another woman." In this regard, Yang Kun had some regrets.
"Perhaps this woman is the bait?" He also thought of taking Yan Shifei as the bait, leading to Yan Shiyan.
Then they came to a teleportation team.
The crowd turned on the teleportation team and left.
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Inside the Jiuyang Holy Palace.
Mo Zhengyang fought against the sun.
Unexpectedly, he also urged a shame.
This shame exploded, causing Yangdingtian to be injured.
Many nearby quasi-gods were shocked and spit blood.
"You are actually prepared for this." Yangding Tianmu Lu was surprised.
Originally based on his understanding of Mo Zhengyang, this person is bright and clear, and will not suddenly attack people.
But at this moment Mo Zhengyang suddenly calculated with shame, which surprised Yang Dingtian.
"What kind of moral do you need to say to people like you?" Mo Zhengyang looked cold.
"It's a pity that it didn't hurt him at all." He just sighed slightly after seeing that Yangdingtian was not seriously injured.
After reaching this level, there is also the shelter of the king soldiers, which is difficult to be killed.
After all, even if God has limited self-explosion power, he cannot crush the God King soldier.
"Palace master!" Some quasi-gods hurriedly came.
"I'm fine." Yang Dingtian waved his hands.
"It is so laborious to deal with two quasi-gods, it is a shame to my holy palace." Just then, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
But in the distance, a man in a gold robe appeared.
An invincible power swept across all directions.
People in Jiuyang Holy Palace followed the sound.
"It is the son of Hao Hao!" When the light hits the eyes, many people have awe in their eyes.
The man who suddenly appeared in the distance was Yang Hao.
In fact, he has been following this battle for a long time.
People who originally thought that relying on the Jiuyang Holy Palace were enough to win the two.
I did n’t know how long the battle was going on, and there was still no progress.
Then he will come forward.
Otherwise, he would not bother to care about these little things.
"Is the Son of God?" Mo Zhengyang's face sank slightly when the Son of God appeared.
The nearby Onimusha also took a deep breath.
They knew about the birth of the Son of God.
It's the same, they just know that most of this trip is coming or not.
But in order to delay the masters of Jiuyang Holy Palace, they had to do the same.
"Jiuyang Fengtian!" I saw Na Yanghao's son staring at the light, his hands twitching God.
When he was led by this magic, the world suddenly changed colors.
Hum!
The earth trembled, as if some seal was activated.
Then the dazzling sunlight rose.
Nine beams of light rose into the sky inside the Jiuyang Holy Palace.
The nine beams turned into nine rounds of the sun suspended in the air.
Suddenly, Jiuyang was suspended in the air, and a mighty divine power shook all directions.
Under this prestige, the quasi-gods felt their breath suffocated.
"Jiuyang seals the sky?" Mo Zhengyang looked up with a look of astonishment, "It is said that in ancient times, there was a in Jiuyang Holy Palace who sealed the nine rounds of Shenyang with great magic power.
"The nine rounds of Shenyang have been laid out as a large array, which can guarantee the immortality of Jiuyang Holy Palace."
Now these nine suns are vacated, although they are not the real Shenyangs, they obviously use the power of the nine rounds of Shenyangs.
This large array opens, and who can fight against it?
"Is this the Shenyang of my Jiuyang Temple?"
"From Shenyang, you can melt the world!"
At this time, countless disciples of the Jiuyang Holy Palace looked up, and the uproar followed.
Everyone felt uplifted, their eyes glowing fiercely, looking up at the void.
Each of these nine rounds of Shenyang is imposing, and the power of Shenyang emitted will burn the void.
The quasi-gods were shocked by the momentum.
Everyone felt that they could be burned into nothingness by the power of the Shenyang at any time.
It is not difficult to imagine who can resist this Shenyang power.
"I didn't expect the old man to see this day when Jiuyang was born." Many old people sighed.
They have also heard this legend.
It's just that the Jiuyang Holy Palace never urged the Jiuyang.
First of all, no one has dared to commit the Jiuyang Holy Palace in these ten thousand years.
Moreover, the average person cannot motivate these nine positive forces.
Only the son Yang Hao can so easily inspire the power of Jiu Yang.
"This Mo Zhengyang is in danger!" Murmured many elders.
"It's a pity!" Chu Chan sighed.
"Jiuyang seals the sky!" When Jiuyang was excited, Yang Hao's hands were pulling again.
At this time he also had the power of Jiuyang burst out.
Other people below Jiuyang seem to blend with that Shenyang atmosphere.
All he saw was that he was pulling with both hands, and the nine rounds of Shenyang immediately bloomed.
Subsequently, the golden divine pattern capsized like a waterfall, restraining this world.
Under the shackles of Shenyang, Mo Zhengyang would have had a hard time trying to escape.
Even if he is ashamed, it is difficult to break through the power of the nine suns.
This is a peerless array, and the power it has has reached an unimaginable level.
If the spirit urges this array, it is enough to trap the strong in God.
The world was sealed, and Mo Zhengyang felt powerless.
"Jiuyang Shenlu!" Then, Yang Hao pulled God once again.
I only saw that the nine rounds of Shenyang used heaven and earth as a furnace to trap Mo Zhengyang and the ghost warriors.
The two of them strolled, holding the magical soldiers, to tear the furnace of Shenyang.
"Condensing Jiuyang's divine power!" Yang Hao had a cold face, pulling the gods like a god.
In the sacred palace of Jiuyang led by him, Tianyang's divine power rose into the sky.
Suddenly, the nine rounds of Shenyang were imposing.
It's like nine gods persecuted with supreme divine power.
It is also now that the divine power is limited. Otherwise, the nearby mountains and rivers will be turned into magma by virtue of the nine positive divine powers.
Rao is so. At this time, there are also plants nearby withering, and rocks are melting.
It was also Yang Hao who restrained the divine power to evolve the furnace, or the nearby mountains would be incinerated.
Divine power is poured into the furnace.
Suddenly, the vast divine power oppressed Mo Zhengyang.
His body was shaking and he couldn't move forward.
Even though he has a king of soldiers, he has been fighting for a long time, and his energy is ineffective.
call out!
Under this circumstance, Mo Zhengyang trembled in that battle and went away.
The ghost soldiers of Onimusha also broke through.
At this moment, they felt despair.
Subsequently, a round of furnaces bound them.
The two worldly heroes were won.
But Yang Hao arrived and did not execute them immediately.
"Remember that you are all talents. If you surrender, you can spare your life and it can be important." Yang Hao said to Mo Zhengyang and the ghost warrior in the furnace.
"I would rather die than surrender." Mo Zhengyang looked firm.
"If you want to kill, you need to say more?" Onimusha was cold-hearted.
"Hehe, you want to die, but it's not so easy, this son has a talent for love, so I will give you a chance." Yang Hao was not angry.
With a big move, he blocked Mo Zhengyang's divine power and Yuanshen with the power of Shenyang.
Then, he took out a furnace of his own and put them into it.
鞯 "Here is the fire of Shenyang. I have to see how long you can hold on." He smelted the two with the fire of Shenyang.
But this fire is not strong or weak, and it will not kill them.
It just hone them and let them surrender.
Afterwards, Jiuyang sank, and Shenwei gradually dissipated.
Just at this moment, Yang Kun and Yang Lingtian and others have returned from the fall of the sun.
"There was a war here?" Yang Kun's eyes were surprised.
Only when he entered the holy palace, he felt the remaining divine power.
Yang Hao nodded and said things briefly.
"How's the fall of the sun?" Yang Dingtian asked Yuexian Er.
"Thanks to Yang Kun's son, those people were repelled." Yue Xianer said.
"So good." Yang Dingtian nodded.
"Just the rest of the sins fled." Yue Xianer sighed.
"Anyway, we caught two people here, but I don't know if they will sit idly by?" Yangding Tiandao said.
Then they discussed how to deal with the subsequent matters.
...
On the side of the sanctuary.
Xiao Yun returned.
He arranged Xiao's people.
The devouring birds and others are also leaving.
At this time, Xiao Yun learned from the ethnic population that Sister Yan had come here to find herself.
"They came to me?" Wen Yan said, Xiao Yun's face changed.
"Well." Xiao Mu nodded.
"Then why didn't you keep them?" Xiao Yun asked.
At this moment his heart was inexplicably anxious.
He could not wait to find the Yan sisters and reunite them immediately.
"We have kept them there, but they said there was something important, and they left in a hurry." Xiao Mu said.
"What can't you wait for me?" Xiao Yun frowned.
The two sisters chased from Ziyun County to Tiandu Yu for the sake of him.
Then fell in love with it.
It shows how much the two sisters are affectionate for Xiao Yun.
Now that they have found Xiao Yun's foothold, why not wait?
Vaguely, Xiao Yun felt a little uneasy.
"When deducing their existence." Xiao Yun's eyes lightened.
He decided to go to Sister Yan.
"But I don't have their essence." Xiao Yun sighed.
To deduct others, you must have the blood of your dear ones.
It will be difficult if there is no close sperm.
"By the way, I have the blood of Uncle Xiao." Xiao Yun's eyes lightened.
At the time, Xiao Yuanxun gave them the blood of Xiao Yun.
Xiao Feng and others were rescued and should be with Yan Shifei.
You can find some clues when you find Xiao Feng ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Soon, Xiao Yun takes out the essence and starts deduction.
The disc is flickering, and the atmosphere of chaos is permeated.
After a little while, Xiao Feng's figure appeared.
"Where is this?" Xiao Yun's eyes lightened.
In front of it there was a dark haze and a ghostly place.
"This one is Jiuyou Juyuan!" Xiao Mu said.
This is a Jedi, and few people will get involved.
"Go, go there!" Xiao Yun immediately set out.
Subsequently, the crowd and Xiao Yun left Xiao's.
They used various ethnic teleportation arrays to reach the area where the Jedi was located. Mobile users please visit mobile website