Chapter 1543: Who is it?

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Just after Jiang Yun finally closed his eyes and finally lost consciousness, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in this seam!

One word export, just like the wording method!

The power of the law, which the ordinary people could not see at all, emerged in the darkness and spread at all speeds in all directions.

Where the power of the law passes, whether it is the colorful radiance, the many figures that are rushing in the light, or the explosion, still have not had time to fully explode.

Even all the people who have escaped from the danger zone of world destruction are all under static influence under the influence of this law.

Whether it is a good person or a thing, no matter how high or low it is, it is as strong as the mother of the thunder, and even if it is summoned by Jiang Yun, it is also in a state of quiescence.

In an instant, this piece of the seam that was previously like the battlefield of Shura, like the **** of human beings, has completely calmed down.

It’s just that such calm, it’s too weird, especially in the stillness, it seems to be even more shocking!

There is only one person, and the detachment is beyond this stillness, slowly moving, walking through this still.

Naturally, he is asking the lord, this technique is also his display.

This technique has the same effect as Ding Tianyou's mastery of Dinghai, but the power of the two is a world of difference.

Dao Tianyou can only settle things that are close at hand, and ask the lord to be able to settle everything between heaven and earth.

At this moment, I asked the lord to look at the surrounding scene. The strange thing is that in the face of the many casual disciples who asked Dao Zong, his face did not have the slightest expression, even the color of anger.

At this time, another figure appeared in this stillness and appeared in front of him.

This is a boy who seems to be only seven or eight years old. His lips are red and white, but his little body is not solid, but it presents an illusory state, constantly distorted.

The boy’s face had an angry color that was inconsistent with his tender appearance. The eyes with endless vicissitudes did not look at everything that was still around, and did not go to the farewell to ask the lord. But directly into the still colorful light.

After a while, he walked out of the light, and at this moment, his body was shaking slightly, his eyes staring at the inquirer in front of him, saying, "You really killed him." !"

"Don't you know that he is my disciple?"

Naturally, this boy is the master of Jiang Yun, old and not old!

Although he has arrived at the fastest road from the distant market, he is still a step later!

At the very center of the world explosion, Jiang Yun’s figure has disappeared, and even a trace of breath has not been left. It seems that Jiang Yun has been bombed into nothingness with those worlds.

In the face of the question of the ancient and the old, I asked the lord’s face that there was still no expression: "Know!"

This is not a salty answer, so that the ancient elders stepped forward again. The little body was almost completely distorted, and a horrible breath emerged and floated to the still colorful light. These lights immediately collapsed and turned directly into nothingness.

Only a trace of breath can collapse these lights. It is not difficult to see that the strength of the ancient is not a powerful horror, and this is also the old anger that expresses his anger to the patriarch.

"Then why do you want to kill him!"

"Because he killed my son Daoyunyun!"

"Good!" Gu Lunian nodded and said: "He killed your son, you avenged your son, it is natural, but you killed my disciples, and now I avenge my disciples, it is also natural!"

Asked the lord to shake his head against the ancient elders: "When your deity comes, we can still fight, but now you are just a avatar that is condensed, not my opponent!"

"Ha ha!" Gu did not anger and smiled: "This is really not your opponent, because I did not think that you will hide the strength so deep, even I did not notice!"

"However, I am not prepared for this avatar. Even if it is not your opponent, at least it will let me see how strong you are!"

Just when the ancients were ready to take shots, they asked the lord to say again: "The old is not old, you still have three disciples, and, for your big disciple, Dongbo, I have been merciful."

"If not, now you are not a disciple, but two!"

Hearing this sentence, the ancient body is full of tremors, all his thoughts are concentrated on Jiang Yun's body, then I think of them.

When the eyes were swept away, the ancient Boss saw the Oriental Bo, who was held in his arms by Xuanyuan.

With his powerful eyesight, it is natural to see that Dongbo is not awake and mad, but there is no life worry.

Even the reason for his injury is that he himself has used the Nine Sacrifice and the Souls that have not healed before.

Asked the lord to open again: "The ancient is not old, you can look around, your disciple not only killed my son, but also killed me and asked Daozong so many disciples."

"If you want to avenge your disciples, then I have to avenge these dead disciples!"

"Your disciples, **** it! But my disciple, he shouldn't be damned!" The old man's face showed a smirk: "Come here, you and I will fight for each disciple!"

When the voice fell, the ancients suddenly reached out and took a picture of the palm of the void, and they saw that the rest of the room suddenly violently oscillated.

In this shock, there are a series of graves with tombstones erected like mushrooms, and they are connected end to end, forming a circle, and will ask the lord to be surrounded.

Above the tombstones of these tombs, all of them have come up with the face of the lord, and the expression on each face is different.

Some are laughing at the sky, some are frowning, and some are bursting into tears.

As if the ancient is not old, it is to ask the image of the lord to draw this world!

The scene of this scene alone can make the people who see it chill.

Asked the lord to glance at the faces that were carved on the tombstone: "The old is not old, is this your "human way"?"

The old and cold road: "Yes, this is my "Humanism"!"

Asked the lord to nod and said: "I am not old, you and I know each other, if you want to fight, I will naturally accompany you, but not now, one day, I will personally go to the road to fight with you!"

When the voice fell, he asked the lord to raise his hand suddenly, and the palm of his hand slammed around him, silently, and all the graves and tombstones collapsed.

At this time, there was a shadow in the distance, and the silhouette of this figure was covered with a colorless flame.

Whether it is the destruction of one's own surgery, or the arrival of another figure, the ancients are not seen.

Even, he did not shoot again, just looking at the graves and tombstones that had collapsed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look deeply at the lord: "You and I met one, now, I only hope that you Answer me a question!"

"There is no name, you, who is it?"