Chapter 1467 Ancient Monster Royal

Today, Nan Mu and others came to the Blood Feather Clan not to join forces with the Sin Clan, but only for the bronze shard in the hands of the Blood Feather Clan Master.

Seeing the slaughter of the Blood Feather Clan, to be honest, Nan Muyun didn't feel any waves in his heart.

Not to mention the Blood Feather Clan, even if the Demon Palace is destroyed, he will not feel heartache, just a slave clan.

Oh, no!

Of course it will hurt my heart, he is a man of destiny, how can he be so indifferent!

But, judging from what Hua Xun meant, the aura of that fragment should be on Ling Xiao.

And the main purpose of his descending realm is to find the source of the revival of spiritual energy in this realm and obtain it.

After all, according to what the ancestor of the Zongzhong said, such a treasure that causes changes in the world must be related to the luck of the world, and if it is seized, it can become a hegemony.

Whether it is Ling Xiao or the young master of the Lord's Hall, to be honest, in the eyes of the man of destiny, there is not much awe.

What he, Nan Muyun, believed in was to respect strength! !

Blindly timid, follow others, isn't that the villain's heart?

As a contemporary person, Nan Muyun is not afraid of anyone!

"Brother Nan Mu is looking for this thing, right?"

Ling Xiao smiled, and shook his palm lightly, only to see the bronze shard suddenly emerge.

He had naturally seen Hua Xun's actions just now.

That kind of slightly weird divine consciousness is indeed somewhat miraculous.

The eighth grade of honor, five thousand luck.

Obviously, this woman's soul is different from ordinary people, a good treasure hunting mouse can be used.

"Hehe, Young Master Ling Xiao, since everyone knows it well, there is no need to be polite anymore, right?"

Nan Muyun nodded and smiled lightly, and his blue clothes fluttered, which really seemed a bit out of the world.

"I think so too."

Ling Xiao also nodded, his eyes were clear, and he stepped forward abruptly.

"boom!"

The ear-piercing buzzing resounded through the heaven and earth, and outside Ling Xiao's body, a multi-colored light emerged, and thousands of Taos surged, like a fairy god, walking against the sky.

Seeing this, Nan Muyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a ghost figure emerging from it, with a slightly dignified expression.

For Ling Xiao, he naturally did not underestimate him.

After all, for nearly a year, Qing Cangjie was full of spreading the reputation of this young master of the Ling clan.

Countless contemporary evildoers were crushed and killed by him, and even heavenly demons were severely injured by him and Xue Xiyan!

With all these feats, it is impossible to be a waste.

"Ling Xiao, today you and I have a fair fight, the loser... will hand over the bronze fragments."

Nan Muyun's voice was piercing, and there seemed to be spiritual power rising around him.

When he entered the holy realm and passed the holy calamity, he had fully condensed five holy patterns.

In other words, the spiritual power in his body is equivalent to that of five people in the holy realm, which is enough to disdain his peers.

What's more, his Yaoyu is an ancient bloodline, and its power is terrifying, how can a contemporary person be able to compete! !

only! !

At this time, Ling Xiao didn't say a word of nonsense at all. The moment his palm was protruded, the hundred swords behind him suddenly floated out of the air, piercing the void with the momentum of cutting the sky, and slashing down horizontally.

Hand over the bronze shards?

Nan Muyun's thinking is really too naive.

"Boom!"

The void was shattered, and above the hundreds of sword shadows, there was a ray of holy power, which was enough to shock the world.

And Nan Muyun's face finally showed a dignified look.

Then, he stretched out his hands, and a vast spiritual power rose up.

Above his head, a golden light dharma decree appeared in the air, and it turned into a size of a hundred feet, covering all the heavens.

I saw that on the decree, the mountains and seas were outlined, and the stars were depicted, which were lifelike and surging with the mighty power of the strongest.

Scrolls of mountains and rivers emerged one after another, as if the era was reincarnated, changing endlessly.

Faintly, among the mountains, seas and stars, there seemed to be countless phantoms of gods and demons, looking down at the world with stern eyes.

"It's the map of the Gods and Demons of the Mountains and Seas of the Monster Controlling Sect."

Chen Daonian's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously surprised.

But for all immortal inheritances, there are often some famous magic tools and spirit treasures in the sect.

And the Monster Control Sect is most famous, although it is those big monsters with terrifying bloodlines, but... this mountain and sea god demon map is also extremely domineering.

It is said that in this picture, dozens of demon souls, large and small, are sealed, with unparalleled power.

Unexpectedly, Nan Muyun's Lower Realm even brought out this treasure.

"Buzz!"

The divine map unfolded, covering the blue sky in an instant.

As for the ancient sacred mountain, the phantom of the demon stepped out of it immediately, and resisted the torrent of hundreds of swords.

only! !

At the moment when the two collided, the glow on the Mountain and Sea Demon Map suddenly froze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was stunned to see that the countless ghosts of the sacred mountain were directly pierced by the hundred swords and cut into nothingness.

"Um?"

Nan Muyun frowned slightly, obviously also a little surprised, only to see the moment when his handprint changed, there was a golden glow falling from the divine map again, creating an endlessly changing vision.

But no matter how terrifying the vision was, it was still torn apart by the shadow of the sword in the end.

Seeing this scene, Nan Muyun's eyes suddenly darkened, and he stretched out his hand, using the picture of the gods and demons of mountains and seas as a contract, covering the hundred swords and trapping them in the picture.

"interesting."

Ling Xiao smiled, his face

There was no panic at all, the moment black swirls appeared in his eyes, the figure disappeared in place.

"Buzz!"

The void in front of Nan Muyun quietly rippled.

I saw a shadow of a fist piercing through it, hitting his chest fiercely.

And under that fist seal, the sharpness was shocking, and all ways flourished, tearing the entire world into a terrifying crack.

This offensive was so strange that even Nan Muyun had a look of surprise on his face.

Before he could take precautions, Ling Xiao's palm had already landed on his body.

"boom!!"

The figure of Nan Muyun was directly thrown out, smashed the temple on the mountain top, and disappeared.

But at this moment, there was no trace of joy on Ling Xiao's face, but a little surprise.

At the moment when his fist landed just now, he seemed to feel... an extremely strange force enveloping and devouring his spiritual power and physical power.

Although this kind of engulfment did not completely cancel the divine power in this punch, it is obvious... Compared with other children of destiny, this Nan Muyun's method is indeed somewhat unique.

"Su Yan, Wei Yang, go and kill those youths from the Demon Sect. Senior Xiong Huan, please stop that green eagle."

In front of the main hall, Ye Qingchan looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with coldness.

There was a hint of playfulness in Ling Xiao's eyes when he looked at the saint of the demon king's palace before.

In other words, this woman should be of some use to the young master.

Although she really wanted to kill him, but... a woman who is useful to the son can barely survive.

"Yes! Sister Qingchan."

Su Yan and Xuanyuan Weiyang nodded slightly, and their figures suddenly flew into the air, rushing towards the four Tianjiao of the Monster Controlling Sect.

Ye Qingchan, on the other hand, stared at Hua Xun with cold eyes, and the wind and snow gradually spread around her.