Chapter 2743: Sharp purple

Chapter 2743 Sharp Purple
Ziyan cautiously explored, although he is now a high-ranking god, there are only a handful of people in the entire wilderness, but he is still very cautious.
Within the scope of his confession, there is no warrior at the level of God and kingdom, and the highest is only eight.
The most important thing is that above this star, there are not even half of the forces such as the tyrants and the dragons.
This makes the purple scorpion somewhat helpless. The dragons, the tyrants, the stars and other forces, so many people, are not even passing by this star.
The purple eyes don't give up, and the gods cover the whole star, and find this life star that is not too big.
However, above the whole star, there are no people of that great power at all.
"The emperor has a soul, there are no people of that great race and power." Zi Yan sighed and said.
"Then retreat and ask for the next!" The emperor has a soul, he has no accidents, Sumo is definitely guarding them, and the people of the major races and forces must have gathered up and will not wander outside.
"Good!" Zi Yan nodded. Since there is no ideal candidate, it can only be relegated to the next.
Immediately, he quickly locked the target with his mind.
On top of a mountain, there is this sect. This sect is supposed to be built by the people of the Divine. There are not many martial artists, only about 3,000.
Within this sect, there are two warriors who have been repaired by eight products, and they look like brothers.
"The emperor is a soul, you are waiting for me here, I will come and go!" Zi Yan got up.
"The action is small, don't make too much movement, there may be Sumo's spies above the star."
"Reassured!" Zixiao confidently, with his current strength, to deal with the eight-armed warriors in the district, is not hand-to-hand.
After all, the purple scorpion rises to the sky and flies above the surface.
After coming to the surface, the purple scorpion flew at a low altitude, and the speed was not slow. About half an hour later, he came to the gate of the sect.
"The Heavenly Emperor?"
Zi Zi looked at the big characters above the mountain gate, and suddenly laughed, and the ancestral ancestors of the ants also dared to have such a domineering name.
Immediately, the purple scorpion flicked, hitting the Zongmen with lightning speed, and even the disciples of Shoushan did not find it. They only felt a breeze blowing.
brush!
The speed of the purple scorpion is extremely fast. It almost broke out the speed of his high god, and he broke out without reservation. After entering the mountain gate, he directly entered the big hall with an open door.
This hall is the main hall of the heavenly gods. Above the main seat of the temple, two middle-aged men sit side by side, one in black and one in white robe.
Both of them are not tall, but they are very strong and similar in appearance. They are obviously brothers of a mother compatriot. The repairs are also identical, and they are all eight products.
In addition, there are five or six middle-aged people in the temple, and they are repaired. They are all six products and seven products.
Hey!
The purple scorpion came to the temple with lightning, and came out, cold and proud eyes, looking directly at the two middle-aged men sitting side by side on the main seat.
The two middle-aged men in the main seat and several other middle-aged people saw the sudden appearance of the purple scorpion, and then they changed color.
"Purple... Purple Palace Lord?"
The middle-aged man in the white robe stood up in horror and looked at the purple eyes with amazement.
He is also a man of the gods, and he has seen Zijing far away.
Everyone else is horrified in the heart. The purple scorpion is the sacred sword palace of the ultimate temple, and one of the top ten gods of the gods. They are no strangers.
More importantly, they all know that Zi Yan sentenced the ultimate temple of the gods and had a great hatred with Sumo.
"Purple... The Purple Skull Lord, what is your business?" The middle-aged man in black grew up and suppressed the horror in his heart, asking uneasy.
"Looking for you to borrow something!" Zi Yan smiled, and immediately waved to other middle-aged people.
brush!
A breeze was blown, and another five or six were repaired as six or seven martial artists. They suddenly had a breath of life, and even the flesh was turned into a skeleton, which was amazing.
The rules of life and death of Aster are very powerful. The reason is that these six-seven warriors can compete against each other. The law of death in the law of birth and death is immediately deprived of the vitality of several people.
"What?" The middle-aged black and white robes on the main seat saw this in the middle of the year. They suddenly changed their face. They did not expect that the purple scorpion was not good and they would kill on the spot.
brush!
The body shape, black middle-aged and white robe middle-aged, they want to escape, they do not know what the purple sputum to do, but stayed affirmed fierce.
"Your body I borrowed!" Zixiao voice is indifferent, incomparably strong, and does not give the middle-aged and white robe a chance to escape in the middle age.
He has a big hand, and there is a black and white source in his palm, and he instantly wraps two middle-aged people.
The powerful source of force poured into the bodies of the two people, directly smashing the spirits and the gods of the two middle-aged people, so that the two died completely, but the body was intact.
It’s all very slow, but it’s really fast, and it’s done in the blink of an eye.
"Yes, your brothers are also dead together!" Zi Yan chuckled and swung the sleeves of the two middle-aged people into the storage space, and then fluttered away.
Soon, the purple scorpion returned to the earth, and the emperor and the soul will be together.
"Hey, two flesh, we are one!"
Zi Yan released the flesh of the two middle-aged people and said to the emperor.

Well!
The Emperor’s soul didn’t ask too much. He immediately grabbed the flesh of a white robe middle-aged man and began to refine his body.
The same is true of the sable, who refines his black-and-white avatar.
Of course, no matter whether it is the Emperor or the Purple, there is no need to spend much energy to refine the perfect body. They are only divided into a soul and control the body of the new body.
This is relatively simple, but it is impossible to let the new body play a lot of combat power.
To put it simply, they use a sacred spirit to control a sturdy body. Although they can fight, the strength is not much more than a few.
Therefore, this process is very short, and it is a few breaths of time, and it is completed.
"Let's go, go to the Wild Alliance!"
The middle-aged man in white robe turned and looked at the purple, and the voice was low.
The middle-aged man in black clothes grinned and said: "The emperor is a soul. This Sumo wants to play. We will accompany him to have fun. This time, I have to deal not only with Sumo, but also with the blood of the Wild League. The ultimate king of God is in front of me."
"With you!" The middle-aged man in the white robe said faintly, and his body flew up and rushed over the earth.
Middle-aged men in black see this and immediately follow.
The middle-aged man in black and the middle-aged man in white robe left, the earth above, the body of the purple and the emperor, did not chat, and closed their eyes and retreat.
While retreating, they must always control the dynamics of the avatar.
The two avatars left the life star, went straight to the starry sky, and went to the site of the Wild Alliance.
(End of this chapter)