Chapter 3287: I have something to say

This sound "pen", the sound is soaring, directly shocked all the spiritual people in the entire boundless world, all life, all body vibrations.
Even after the restoration of the truth, it turned into an inch of long cockroaches, temporarily hiding in a crack in the mountains and the Wulong City, was also shaken by the sound, looked up and looked at the standing above the sky The cloud, and Jiang Yun, behind him, is like a tall figure standing tall.
"What kind of name is this kid doing? His kind of print-off needs to be done with a pen, but isn't he holding a pen in his hand?"
"What is the illusion of figure behind him?"
A series of doubts rose in the heart of Wu Longcheng, but in the end he was transformed into a sentence: "I don't believe what you want to do, you can find me in the eight-day time!"
Although Wu Longcheng’s current behavior and his identity strength are extremely inconsistent, he is not wrong.
In the vast boundless world, it is impossible to find a scorpion that converges in the breath of the eight-interest time. It is simply a needle in a haystack.
"Booming!"
Suddenly, there was another violent slamming sound, which made Wu Longcheng’s body suddenly tremble, scared to directly penetrate the gap between the rocks.
Because this sound is just in his ear, let him think that Jiang Yun has found his whereabouts, so he shot himself.
Jiang Yun naturally did not find Wu Longcheng, and even Jiang Yun was not prepared to go to Wulong City.
The source of the sound of the turbulence is indeed very close to Wulong City. It is a mountain peak that rises up and rises.
This mountain peak was turned into a light in the air, directly rushed to Jiang Yun, and fell in the hands of the huge incomparable phantom figure behind Jiang Yun, holding tightly
Like a pen!
Then, Jiang Yun slowly raised the refining pen in his hand, and a blood was sprayed on it.
The phantom figure behind him is also raising his hand and lifting the mountain peak!
However, at the front end of the Wanzhang Mountain Peak, although there is no blood of Jiang Yun, there is boundless gas that comes together.
These gases, not aura, but something similar to demon, are also derived from the spirits.
In the next moment, Jiang Yun waved the refining pen, and the illusory figure waved the mountain and drew it in the air.
Take the mountains as the pen, the world as the paper, and the demon as the ink!
For Jiang Yun’s move, although everyone is clearly seeing it, this scene has indeed shocked many people, but no one knows what Jiang Yun is going to do.
Jiang Yan’s face gradually revealed the color of worry, because with Jiang Yun’s splashing ink in the air, time is passing by.
In a twinkling of an eye, it is time for five interest.
Until now, Wu Longcheng did not know where he was.
The rest of the time, even if you can find Wulong City, but the strength of Wulong City, Jiang Yun can also kill Wulong City in the time of three interest.
Even more exasperating is that Jiang Yun still did not mean to shoot, still waving the refining pen.
This makes Jiang Yan can not help but worry, feel that his master, is not the wrong choice of the object, is not his own old eyes dizzy, wrong Jiang Yun.
However, he really did not have the slightest way. No matter what Jiang Yun wants to do, he can only watch and wait.
When time was left with the last breath, Jiang Yun finally stopped the refining pen in his hand.
Naturally, the tall figure behind him is also true!
At this moment, in front of Jiang Yun, in this world of boundless circles, there are two identical prints, but only one size, the color is bright red, and Jiang Yun draws out with a refining pen.
The result of a print is a million feet, which is drawn by the illusory figure with boundless demon.
It is precisely because the area of ​​this print is large enough, even if this print does not have the slightest color, it can also make everyone faintly visible.
Looking at the two imprints, Jiang Yun and the illusory figure behind him, suddenly looked up and Qiqi launched to India.
"Hey!"
Under the impetus of Jiang Yun and the figure, the speed difference between the two sizes was extremely fast, and they turned into two lights, spreading toward the front and toward the whole boundless world.
It disappears in an instant, as if it is ignorant, no one can feel their existence anymore.
"puff!"
With the exit of the two presses, Jiang Yun’s mouth spurted a blood.
Above the body, that is the strong breath of the Eight Diagrams of the Marginal Law, like the tide, and quickly retreat.
The tall, illusory figure behind him was also silently dissipated.
Ten interest time has arrived!
It was restored to the normal cultivation of Jiang Yun, and the body was like a remnant leaf in the wind, shaking it violently until it finally fell, and fell from the air.
This is the aftermath of the cultivation.
As a result of improvement, the body will naturally improve, but now Jiang Yun’s cultivation is skyrocketing, but the body has not changed.
This is also Jiang Yun, the body is strong, hard to bear, but even for him, this short time, the body is also in a state of high load.
Nowadays, the skyrocketing repairs have suddenly lost, and they are not too bad to give him a heavy blow. He is already hurt, so now he really can’t hold on.
"brother!"
Jiang Rou, who was in the manor, suddenly appeared in a panic color, and his body shape shook away from the world in the mirror, and vacated, and greeted the body falling down from Jiang Yun.
"Soft child!"
Seeing Jiang Rou’s rushing out, Jiang Mingyuan’s face was also changed. He wanted to chase, but he was stopped by the sound of Jiang Yan’s voice:
Let her go!

The couple looked at Jiang Yan and said the color of the horror: "Is the old man, did Jiang Yun kill Wu Longcheng?"
After Jiang Wei’s slight silence, he shook his head and said,
I don’t know!

He did not know, he saw Jiang Yun and the figure, and pushed the two prints to disappear.
Originally, he thought that Jiang Yun must have any backhand.
However, it seems that Jiang Yunlian can no longer continue to insist on it. Even if there is a backhand, I am afraid there is no chance to display it.
In Jiang Yan’s thought, Jiang Yun’s time is still a little shorter. If he can have more than two or three interest rates, even if it is a time of rest, let Jiang Yun have the opportunity to launch his back hand, which is better than now.
However, it does not make any sense to say this now.
Jiang Yun apparently failed.
Then, waiting for Jiang Yun and his own mirrored spirits, it will be the five spirits, especially Wulongcheng, the most tragic revenge.
Sure enough, just as Jiang Roach rushed up and emerged from Jiang Yun’s body that fell down, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded!
Although Jiang Luo heard the laughter and changed his face, he clenched his teeth and took Jiang Yun to the manor and fell to his own family.
Above the sky, Wu Longcheng's figure appeared and was unharmed. He looked down at the crowd with a condescending face and a sly smile.
For Jiang Yun, he just glanced coldly.
Although Jiang Yun is not dead, there is no coma, but with his eyesight, naturally it can be easily seen that Jiang Yun was seriously injured and has not threatened himself.
Therefore, his eyes looked at Jiang Yandao: "Jiang Yan, you mirror the spirits, finished!"
Jiang Yan is silent, so far, he is also well aware that the Jing Ling is really finished.
Wu Longcheng once again said: "I really don't know how you think, but also a lot of age, it will be so naive, pinning your hopes on such an unknown boy!"
While talking, Wu Longcheng also slowly walked toward the mirrored spirits and Jiang Yan, and immediately came to the crowd, staring at Jiang Yan.
"Now, what more is said?"
Jiang Yan shook his head and said: "They, you can't kill!"
"Now this is not for you!"
Wu Longcheng raised his hand and grabbed it toward Jiang Yan.
Other people, he can not kill, but Jiang Yan, he must kill, can not give the other side the opportunity to counterattack.
However, at this moment, there was a faint voice coming: "I have something to say!"
Wu Longcheng turned his head and looked at the person who spoke. It turned out to be Jiang Yun who staggered from Jiang Rou.
Wu Longcheng frowned and said: "What do you have to say?"
Jiang Yun’s mouth spit out four words:
Fang, no limit!