Chapter 3674: Qingyun Shengzi

Mo Wenli learned from the sword god, besides him, there would never be a second person to master this kind of sword intent.
After confirming that it was Mo Wenli, Lu Yi speeded up his pace and stepped across the sky, and came directly to the top of the battlefield.
Looking down at the void, I saw a tall and straight figure covered in blue light, surrounded by auspicious clouds.
Suppressed with a palm, the sky continued to collapse, and deep black holes appeared one after another.
In the palm of the wind, a familiar figure stumbled, it was Mo Wenli that Lu Yi was familiar with.
"boom!"
Qingguang palm prints suppressed and slapped Mo Wenli's head fiercely.
The sword spirit of the Sword God Realm shattered, turning into a little streamer and scattered across the sky.
Mo Wenli couldn't bear this terrifying palm print, and was blasted into the valley, and the rocks quickly drowned him.
Mo Wenli was not afraid of death, struggling hard, rushing out of the rock, lifted his sword and rushed out.
"Die me!"
At this moment, Mo Wenli was covered in blood, and his body was covered with scars. The internal organs had already shifted, and blood was constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
The strong man covered in blue light is not afraid.
"Human ants, dare to yell at this son."
Just listen to a soft drink, thunder is everywhere in the nine heavens.
Rumble!
Like a divine calamity, more than a dozen thunders smashed Mo Wenli's body.
Seeing Mo Wenli in distress, Lu Yi instinctively wanted to rescue him, but at the very moment, an ancient chariot appeared at Mo Wenli's feet, teleporting him thousands of miles away.
"Brother Mo, you are not his opponent, please leave as soon as I am!"
A man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe appeared beside Mo Wenli.
Seeing this person's appearance, Lu Yi was a little surprised.
His appearance is somewhat similar to Sima Changle of the Dajin Dynasty.
Mo Wenli pushed the person away and said quickly: "Your Highness, you go first, if I can survive, we will see you at the Tomb of the Dizang God."
Regardless of this person's obstruction, Mo Wenli continued to rush towards the sword.
His eyes were filled with hatred.
Lu Yi could see clearly that Mo Wenli's realm at this time was similar to him, it was a fairyland of Eight Tribulations, but facing the giant azure shadow, he was not an opponent at all.
What made Lu Yi even more shocked was that the giant azure shadow did not seem to use its full strength at all.
brush!
Mo Wenli turned into an afterimage and went straight into nine days. .
He held the sword in one hand, and quickly pinched the tactics in the other hand. He saw the blue veins beating on his forehead, and his whole body became more violent.
boom!
The eighteen sword auras are like a long dragon, surging crazily, and the scene is terrifying, if it has the power to destroy the world.
"Things that do not live or die, even Sima Yufeng dare not yell with Ben Shengzi, what kind of thing are you!"
boom!
The moves of Cyan Light Giant Shadow are very simple.
With the most violent power, a fierce shot.
A dozen green palm prints appeared in the void, shattering all the sword qi dragons one by one.
"Wow -" Mo Wenli spit out blood, his breath wilted to the extreme.
In his pupils, the glaucoma palm prints quickly enlarged, and they were about to fall on him.
At this time, the man wearing the dragon robe shot again.
"To die together!"
boom!
He grabbed Mo Wenli with one hand, and put out his palm with the other, and slammed into the palm of the blue light giant shadow.
Then, there was a deafening roar between heaven and earth.
Rumble--
Billowing dust and smoke, submerged for nine days.
The terrible power has plunged the earth several feet deep.
This man wearing a dragon robe and Mo Wenli were buried underground, and they didn't even have the power to climb out.
"Your Highness!"
There were two chariots galloping in the distance, and four powerful men of the eighth-order heavenly wonderland quickly approached.
But before he was even close to the battlefield, he was blown away by a terrifying hurricane.
boom!
The chariot shattered and the king flag tore.
The four strong masters in the Eight Tribulations Heavenly Wonderland instantly fainted.
Lu Yi glanced at it, besides these four powerful men, there were still many corpses on the ground.
Before he came here, many strong people had fallen here.
These people wore the same style of clothing and looked like the guards of the imperial Tianjiao.
Wow...
Mo Wenli and the royal arrogant, struggling to crawl out of the pit.
But it can only do this.
Both of them are exhausted, and they can't even fly in the air.
"Sorry, your highness, I am the one who caused you." Mo Wenli apologized.
Hearing Mo Wenli's words, the person cursed: "What nonsense? It is my honor for Sima Yufeng to have a brother like you. It is my honour to be able to die with you. I have no regrets in this life."
"But Your Highness..."
"Forget it, let's not argue. Although Sima Changle is a bastard, he is still a bit talented. Letting him take charge of the great Jin Dynasty will not decline."
Hearing these words, Lu Yi already fully understood.
This person is the sixth prince of the Dajin Dynasty, Sima Yufeng.
It seems that he has a close relationship with Mo Wenli.
In order to save Mo Wenli left, regardless of life and death.
In Lu Yi's view, Sima Yufeng was guarded by guards and guards, who had had countless opportunities to escape here, but E Sima Yufeng did not do so.
"Death is approaching, and there is so much nonsense. Since you are so serious about love and righteousness, the Holy Son will fulfill you."
brush!
The giant blue light flew to the ground.
Only then did Lu Yi see his face clearly.
This guy is as tall as more than ten feet, he is huge, his muscles are strong, and he is full of infinite strength.
Heipao once told Lu Yi about the saints and saints in the hall of the gods.
If you are not mistaken, this person is the ninth-ranked Qingyun Shengzi among the nine great sons of the Palace of God.
Qingyun Shengzi came from the Titans and is known for his power and domineering.
Regarding the description of Qingyun Shengzi's strength, Heipao only said five words, which is suspected of Rong Shenjie.
Qingyun Shengzi came to Mo Wenli, in front of Sima Yufeng, seeing that the two were not afraid of life and death, and wanted to kill them, but after hesitating, Qingyun Shengzi's eyes again showed appreciation.
After thinking about it, Qingyun Saint Son said: "The imperial family Tianjiao is not easy to grow. This Saint Son can give you a chance to live. If you surrender to this Son, this Saint Son can not kill you."
Qingyun Shengzi was condescending, looking at Mo Wenli and Sima Yufeng.
"Stop talking nonsense! Kill if you want, are you a maiden? Haw!" Sima Yufeng had a fierce temper and scolded.
After being enraged by this sentence, Qingyun Shengzi no longer kept his hands.
Hum
With divine power surging, Qingyun Shengzi hit it with a punch.
A fist as big as a grinding plate, with endless murderous intent.
But when he touched Mo Wenli and Sima Yufeng, his movements abruptly stopped in the air.
Then, an icy voice rang from heaven and earth.
"Kill my brother, did you ask me?"
Qingyun Shengzi suddenly raised his head and saw a stalwart figure above the nine heavens.
Mo Wenli and Sima Yufeng also looked up together.
Mo Wenli was shocked when he saw this person.
"Lu Yi?"
Goodbye Lu Yi, Mo Wenli should have been overjoyed, but when he thought of the horror of the Qingyun Saint Son, Mo Wenli quickly said: "Brother Lu, go! This person is a strong man of Rong Shenjie!"