Chapter 697: You just open all five doors
"it's him!"
Zhan Zong's eyes were like a knife, and he said coldly.
When looking at Ye Yun, two angers burst into his eyes.
"interesting."
The middle-aged man from the Eight Gods was haughty, looked down, smiled faintly: "The sorcery of mental attacks in the realm of life and death... It's not enough to be afraid. Zhanzong, you are just accidentally hitting, and you are really fighting. Get up, I think you can kill him with one move!"
Zhan Zong nodded silently, and a blazing war spirit emerged in his eyes.
"One move to kill?"
Xiong Zu next to him was shocked when he heard the words.
The words of these two Bashenmen obviously despised the white-clothed young man.
"Two adults, that guy should also be a strong one in the eternal realm. Don't underestimate the enemy..."
Xiong Zu said quickly.
His words, with a flattering tone, unexpectedly caught the horse's legs.
"Xiongzu, what are you talking about? Can't I see his realm yet?"
Zhan Zong's face sank, and he yelled.
The middle-aged man also smiled coldly: "Shut up! Xiong Zu, there is no place for you to speak here!"
"Uh…"
Xiong Zu ate a soft-shelled turtle, his eyes pierced with horror, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.
When the **** cat witnessed this scene, he felt unhappy and curled his lips and said, "Brother Xiong, your dignified Ancestor Xiong is really bad."
"There is no way, Brother Cat, our Jiuli Demon Race is too weak. Facing the adults of the Eight Gods, we dare not resist at all."
The yellow robe boy spread his hands and said with a bitter smile.
"Indeed, over the years, we monster races have been scared by the Eight Gods door..."
Jin Xiaotian's face was dim, Yang Tian sighed.
"It's miserable... It's miserable..."
The **** cat said sullenly.
"The Seven Star Clan ranks second, and the Jiuli Demon Clan ranks third. If your two races are united, can't even a mere eight gods compete?"
Mu Qing said next to her.
"That's right! The Seven Stars have the blood of the Dragon Clan, so it stands to reason that they should be closer to the Demon Clan..."
The **** cat's eyes lit up and smiled.
"The Seven Stars are hidden from the world, they have always guarded the fairy pond in the Seven Stars Mountain, and they have never formed an alliance..."
Jin Xiaotian sighed.
"What's in Xiantang? Why have the Seven Stars guarded for so many years?"
The **** cat asked.
"No one knows that Xiantang is a restricted area for the Seven Stars, and even people from the Seven Stars cannot easily enter..."
Jin Xiaotian shook his head and said.
Without a satisfactory answer, the **** cat looked bitter and shook his head.
"Huh! The kid in white clothes, come up quickly, knowingly, and fight with me!"
Mid-air.
Hearing the Golden Retriever Bear Clan's discussion below about the power of the Eight Gods, Zhan Zong felt favored, his eyes showed pride, and he immediately challenged Ye Yun.
Hearing the arrogant words of Zhan Sect, the **** cat curled his mouth and said: "Things that are irresponsible, and want to challenge my master, I will shoot you back with a slap!"
"Ha ha!"
Hearing the words of the **** cat, Ye Yun chuckled twice, then rose straight up, and came into the air in an instant.
"I heard you opened five doors?"
Ye Yun asked with a smile.
"good!"
Zhan Zong nodded and said.
It is not a secret to open five doors, many people in the world know it.
"You just open all five doors, let me see the mystery of your eight-pole skills..."
Ye Yun smiled.
What?
A monster of life and death, let Master Zhanzong open all five doors?
The people around the Eight Gods were stunned, looking at Ye Yun in disbelief.
Five doors open—
It will make Lord Zhanzong's strength reach an extremely terrifying level, and the cultivation base is lower than the third level of the eternal realm, and it is not the opponent of Lord Zhanzong at all!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhan Zong laughed wildly, laughing hysterically, and his whole body was trembling constantly.
What is the right to let him open the door of God?
"Hmph, if you are qualified to take my hand, then talk about the divine door!"
Zhan Zong smiled grimly, took a step forward, and instantly arrived in front of Ye Yun, stretched out his palm and grabbed it.
His palm is purely using physical power.
A semi-transparent mask suddenly surged beside Ye Yun.
boom!
Zhan Zong's big hand slapped on the mask, and there was a loud bang, which was bounced back.
The mask doesn't move at all.
"This person is not in the realm of life and death, but it is definitely not an ordinary eternal realm..."
The middle-aged man watching the battle from the side narrowed his eyelids as he witnessed this amazing scene.
Zhan Zong stabilized his figure, and his expression became solemn at this moment.
This layer of body protection mask was so hard, he slapped it down, but didn't slap it open.
As a disciple of the Eight Gods.
Even without opening the gate of God, the palm of Zhanzong is not something that the monsters of the first level of the ordinary eternal realm can receive.
After all, the people of the Eight Gods have tempered their physical bodies all year round, and each of them is powerful, surpassing most of the monster races.
"Shock the door-open!"
Slapped a certain place on the body with his hand, Zhan Zong let out a low growl, and the blood qi in his body rose up in an instant.
Behind him.
A mass of blood burned like flames.
In an instant.
All the members of the Golden Retriever Clan in the valley felt a huge sense of horror, and instantly descended from the sky.
Puff...
Many members of the Golden Retriever Clan with a lower cultivation level all fell to the ground at this moment, unconscious.
After opening the shocked door.
Zhanzong's strength reached a level of terror that doubled.
"The mere demon race, you should be able to open a divine gate to me, you should feel honored!"
Zhan Zong licked his lips, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he looked at Ye Yun very arrogantly and said.
"Haha, Zhan Zong, smash his mask with one punch!"
The middle-aged man watching the battle folded his shoulders and laughed arrogantly.
"Zhanzong, come on!"
The other powerhouses of the Eight Gods also helped Zhanzong one after another.
Ye Yun gently shook his head.
These disciples of the Eight Gods are too arrogant and arrogant, and they have long since paid no attention to all the creatures in this world.
Arrogance will pay a price sooner or later.
It seems...
Today he will leave them an unforgettable lesson.
call!
Zhanzong's momentum was arrogant, and suddenly turned into a **** streamer and lased.
As he approached, he stretched out his fist and slammed it down.
With the start of the door open, his strength and speed at this moment have been improved several times compared to before.
With this punch, the void buzzed and shook.
Ye Yun was indifferent, just quietly waiting for Zhan Zong's performance.
He also wanted to see what his strength was after Zhan Zong kept opening the gate of God.
boom!
A blood-colored fist abruptly hit the translucent mask, and there was a loud noise that shook the entire valley.
call!
A powerful counter-shock wave spread to the surroundings.
The powerhouses of the Eight Gods, including Xiong Zu, immediately jumped into the air and escaped the shock wave.
Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of Ye Yun at this time.
The photomask is intact.
And Zhan Zong was shaken back several tens of feet again.
"hiss!"
The strong man of the Eight Gods took a breath.
How could the defensive cover formed by the mana of this white-clothed youth be so powerful?
"Bastard!"
Zhan Zong's face was reddened, and his breath was slightly confused. He stared at Ye Yun, his eyes burning with raging anger.
The strength of this guy refreshed his cognition again.
Accompanied by two pounding sounds.
"Stop the door-open!"
"Domen—open!"
Zhan Zong gritted his teeth and roared repeatedly, opening the second and third divine gates in his body.
