Chapter 2737 Outside, grandpa?! (1)
In Changyang City, all the monks showed a look of fear and panic on their faces.
They knew that Xiaoyao Seven Sons were very strong.
After reading the album, I also disliked the hypocrisy of Lian Sheng.
But Lian Sheng is a monk in the Tribulation Stage, and there are so many guards of the Lian family in the Nascent Soul Stage.
Where would Xiaoyao Qizi be his opponent?
Everyone held their breath.
At this time, Mu Yan took out the talisman treasure again.
The talisman treasure has the energy that can defeat a cultivator in the Tribulation Period. As long as the energy is not exhausted, the talisman treasure can continue to be used.
However, before Mu Yan could use his spiritual power to activate the talisman treasure.
Countless black clouds suddenly condensed over the entire Changyang City.
The originally clear sky suddenly turned into cloudy clouds.
At the same time, the majestic voice sounded like a cover, covering the entire Changyang City.
"Sing Sheng, when will it be your turn to teach your lesson in my Yunling Leng family's turn?!"
This sound did not deliberately increase the loudness, but it was like a bell, hitting the soul of everyone in Changyang City.
Mu Yan paused to activate Fu Bao.
The winning streak of the [Fuhu Sword] had already flew out of his hand, and under the urge of spiritual power, it hung above the heads of the people in Xiaoyao Sect.
The quasi-divine artifact full of all-out attacks by the monks in the Tribulation Period emits a powerful force like destruction.
It seemed that it could fall down at any time and cut the ants below into pieces.
However, Lian Sheng, who should have operated the [Fuhu Knife] attack, froze in mid-air, with incredible horror on his face.
His lips squirmed gently, and he murmured faintly: "No, it's impossible..."
This thought just flashed through.
I heard a sound of jamming, and a flash of lightning teared the dark sky.
The thunder fire flashed with a dazzling light and fell from the sky, slashing directly on the [Fuhu Knife].
boom--!!
The violent explosion, along with the aftermath of the spiritual vortex, exploded over Changyang City.
The people of Changyang City were affected by this explosion and fell to the ground, their faces were frightened, and they quickly used their spiritual power to protect their bodies.
Only the seven sons of Xiaoyao, at the moment when the lightning fell.
Mu Yan has opened the sound wall of [Saint Hand Weaving Sky], easily blocking the aftermath of the vortex.
Although the Tiger Sword is not the natal magic weapon for winning streak, it is also connected to its soul.
[Fuhu Sword] was destroyed, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
However, everything is not over yet.
Boom--!
Just as everyone was still in shock, the second lightning fell and the victory was struck.
Lian Sheng was already alert when the [Fuhu Sword] was destroyed.
A huge bell tripod flew out from above his head, emitting a blue light, protecting him firmly.
At the same time, the spiritual power of the whole body was circulating wildly and injected into the bell and cauldron.
This tripod is called [Turtle Contracted Tripod].
Although the name is not good, it is the real ace in Liansheng's hands.
If [Fuhu Sword] is just a quasi-divine weapon, then this bell and tripod is the real artifact - [Tortoise Shrinking Tripod].
The lightning fell, and the [Turtle Retracted Cauldron] shook violently for a while, Lian Sheng's face was pale because of the excessive consumption of spiritual power.
But at all, the protective cover of the [Turtle Retracting Cauldron] has not been broken through.
Lian Sheng's face showed a look of surviving life, and then he looked at the sky with great fear, and his hands hanging beside him trembled gently unconsciously.
The next moment, a figure appeared between Lian Sheng and Leng Yumo.
It was a ragged old man.
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sunlight fell on the old man's face, illuminating his unshaven beard and wrinkles on his face.
Chapter completed!