Chapter 1142: Be a companion on Huangquan Road

Chapter One, One and Two, Be a Company Together on Huangquan Road
Rumble! The void trembled endlessly, and the blood-colored lines in the sky flowed in the void, enclosing Bei Lao in the center, and the blood-colored lines shot out terrifying sword shadows, which was extremely terrifying.
Bei Lao kept evasive, his expression was slightly solemn, and Zi Wuming's strength obviously made him slightly surprised.
"Jiejie, Beichen Tiannan, wouldn’t you even lack the ability to get out of my soul world? You can call it a genius just like you? Or I have the foresight, and it’s not a waste that I have a map of souls in my hands "Zi Wuming's eyes were full of disdain.
Originally, he still had a glimmer of hope, but now, he no longer has any interest in Bei Lao.
"Sikong Yu, my task has been completed, what are you still doing?" Zi Wuming shouted again.
Although he disdains the old man, but he doesn't want to give more strength to the Temple of War.
"Exit!"
During the wave of his hand, Zi Wuming raised his hand and hit Bei Lao, and a vast palm suddenly appeared in the mask, with extraordinary domineering.
The palm of Zi Wuming seemed to be just a simple palm, but it was infinitely enlarged in this light mask.
"Dead!" A blast came out, and then, a white figure flashed past, and instantly passed through the blood-colored soul world, and appeared beside Zi Wuming. Who else but Bei Lao?
In his eyes, this soul world was almost nothing. With a wave of his probing hand, a golden palm rose up against the sky, heading straight towards Zi Wuming.
"How is it possible!" The smile on Zi Wuming's face froze, his expression finally changed, and the speed at which Bei Lao penetrated the Scarlet Soul Realm made everyone be frightened.
In a rush, Zi Wuming suddenly took out a picture scroll and stood in front of him. Many people looked at Zi Wuming weirdly. The old man in the north was also a battle sacred realm anyway, so you used a picture scroll to resist?
Not to mention the battle of the Holy Land, even how old a child can smash it with one finger?
However, the next scene completely peaked everyone's outlook on life and world. I saw dense light and shadow flying out of the scroll, blasting towards Bei Lao's golden palm.
"What kind of creature is that, why haven't I seen it?"
"I know that end, it seems to be a real dragon, and the other creatures are not weaker than the real dragon. Aren't these all legendary beasts?"
"The real dragon still uses you to say, who doesn't know? But that picture scroll is really amazing, there are so many creatures, and I feel a bit similar to war souls."
"War soul? How is it possible, how can a person have so many god-level war souls."
The crowd was all dumbfounded, it was true that the visual impact brought by those creatures was too great, subverting their cognition, even if they were soul soldiers, they had never seen such a weird soul soldier.
"Beichen Family's Wan Lingtu?!" In the distance, Si Kong Yu, who was about to rush away from the Fire Emperor Capital, turned his head and looked at him, his eyes flashing with greed.
Zi Wuming's strength is not strong, it is only in the late stage of the battle, but his soul pattern talent is not simple.
Thinking of this, Si Kongyu still shook his head, now is not the time to fight Zi Wuming, the top priority is to force Xiao Fan out.
As long as you catch these people related to Xiao Fan, will you still be afraid that Xiao Fan will be arrested if he doesn't help him?
The reason why Zi Wuming came was because Si Kongyu didn't get any benefits from Old Bei, and because Old Bei was good at soul lines, no one from the Temple of War broke into him in the past half month.
"Kill!" Containing his mind, Si Kongyu rushed in first. He had already found out Xiao Fan's information. He hadn't planned to kill anyone related to Xiao Fan, but he was too far away from the other people in the emperor. Did not intend to let it go.
"kill!"
Following Si Kongyu's angry shout, the cultivators of the Temple of War suddenly screamed and screamed, and the weakest cultivation base of these people was in the War Emperor Realm.
In fact, most people belong to the Battle Soul Palace, after all, if you want to join the Battle God Palace, the weakest is the peak cultivation base of the Emperor.
As Si Kongyu, he and Ye Shishui dignitaries, Ye Shishui did not dare to have any resistance at all, after all, the Hall of Souls is directly under the Hall of War God.
However, Ling Chengdao and the others might still have the qualifications to refuse. Of course, they did not dare to refuse the Fourth Elder of the Temple of War.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, a cold snort sounded like a blast of thunder, and the shaky drunkard suddenly stood up, no one dared to look down upon him even if he was almost dead.
"Old ghost Zhuge." Xi Lao's face showed worry.
"Don't worry, although my body is half dead, there is no problem dealing with this little grasshopper." The drunkard looked at the sky indifferently, his icy eyes burning with raging flames, and his momentum rose rapidly.
In this world, there are not many who can call Si Kongyu a little grasshopper, and only the drunkard doesn't care so much, even if he has been seriously injured.
Xi Lao's muddy eyes were red, he wanted to stop, but finally gave up. He knew the state of the drunkard at this moment very well, even if he didn't take action, he wouldn't be able to live long.
The problem with the drunkard is no longer the injury, but his spirit, which has almost passed away. Unless the medicine is born, no one can save him.
His current state is very mysterious, it should be just a return to the light, instead of stopping him, it is better to let him fight hard.
Because here, only Drunkard is the opponent of Sikong Yu, and it is impossible for others to fight Sheng Sikong Yu.
"Boss Xi, if I die, remember to tell my disciple to send me some good wine in front of the grave every year." The drunk man smiled slightly and slowly stepped towards the sky.
He paced in the air, seemingly slow, but one step appeared in the sky, extremely fast, and with a flick of his finger, the blood-colored light screen trembled slightly, and then a light door appeared, and he stepped out.
Seeing this scene in the distance, Zi Wuming didn't look pretty. It was enough for Bei Lao to pass through easily. How could other people pass through easily?
If Zi Wuming had recognized that the drunkard was the one who saved Bei Lao back then, he would probably not be so surprised.
"Sikongyu, your Temple of War is really becoming more and more shameless." The drunkard flashed his body and blocked Si Kongyu's path. He squatted, his body trembling slightly, but his fighting intent and murderous aura continued to rise.
"The old immortal thing, who has your assassin organization so shameless, fortunately, the Lord is wise, let your dog bite the dog, and then wiped out Yan Luo Mansion in one fell swoop." Sikong Yu sneered.
"Yan Luo Mansion destroyed?" The drunk man squinted his eyes. Although he also wanted to destroy Yan Luo Mansion, he did not want to be destroyed by the Temple of War.
As the host of the blood house, he has his own pride, and the hatred between the killer organization, in his opinion, is only the internal affairs of the killer organization, not about the battle temple.
"You've already stepped into the ground, what's the use of so many nostalgic things? The old man of Emperor Yan Luo didn't kill you. It's really a waste. I just let you go." Si Kongyu smiled coldly.
As the fourth elder of the Temple of War, he naturally knew the drunkard, but seeing the trembling body of the drunkard, he no longer regarded the drunkard in his eyes.
As long as it is the peak of the battle sacred realm, he is not afraid of anyone. This is his confidence in Si Kongyu.
"Then try it, maybe we can be a company together on Huangquan Road." The drunkard smiled lightly, he had taken everything down, including life and death.
When Si Kongyu heard this, he almost yelled at him. Who really wants to be a company with you?
"Old thing, die for me." Si Kongyu roared angrily, rushing towards the drunkard like a mad wolf.