Chapter 665: Wu Lao Xiao Yanwu

"You, you, who are you? There can't be such a strong person in the Eastern Wasteland."

You Ming said loudly, but his words were already trembling. Facing such a terrifying person, he could not keep calm. The Corpse Yin Sect lost a seventh-level spiritual king, which made his heart bleed.

"Are you Xiao Yanwu? You didn't leave at all."

The Supreme Elder of Xuanyi Sect seemed to have guessed something and shouted loudly.

However, when he mentioned the name Xiao Yanwu, his tone also trembled violently.

Not just him, the three words Xiao Yanwu can shock the hearts of countless people. This name has long been a golden sign in Donghuang.

"It's been eight hundred years, and there are still people who remember me."

Elder Wu had an indifferent look on his face, and his aura shook again. His originally thin body began to change. In the blink of an eye, he changed from an old man to a tall and tall middle-aged man.

The man looked to be about the same age as Xiao Tianlong, with a handsome appearance, black hair like a waterfall, and purple clothes blowing in the wind. His eyebrows were like stars, his eyes were like stars, and his face was like a knife, and he was extremely resolute.

"Ancestor."

Xiao Changming and Xiao Zhanying were the first to exclaim, and everyone exclaimed. Most of the descendants of the Yanwu family have never seen Xiao Yanwu himself, but the portrait of Xiao Yanwu in his peak period as the God of War in the Eastern Wasteland is in the Yanwu family. stored within.

The body of the God of War in purple clothes is just like the one in front of you, and it is the same.

Wow...

Led by Xiao Tianlong, millions of people from the Yanwu family knelt down at this moment, and many people had tears in their eyes.

The ancestor of the God of War was always by his side.

For countless talented disciples who regard the War God Ancestor as their lifelong idol, having the opportunity to see the War God Ancestor in person is simply a dream, and many people have tears in their eyes.

The reappearance of Xiao Yanwu shocked the entire Eastern Wasteland. People from the eight major forces retreated again and again. Everyone was thirsty. Who dared to step forward? It was Xiao Yanwu. Even if he didn't kill the Seventh Level Spirit King at a glance, just this name alone , is enough to deter everyone from taking any action.

Just because he is the myth of the Eastern Wasteland, he is a legend.

"Everyone, get up."

Xiao Yanwu waved his hand, and everyone in the Yanwu family stood up together, with excitement still in their eyes. They knew that the Yanwu family had been saved, and they no longer had to worry about it.

"Old Wu is the ancestor of the God of War."

Xiao Ruoshui and Duan Tianye still didn't react from the shock. For them, this was something unimaginable.

Especially Xiao Ruoshui, when he thought about how when he was in the Xuanzhou Branch, every time he went to the Library Pavilion, Mr. Wu was respectful to him, the eldest lady, and even bowed to him, Xiao Ruoshui couldn't help but want to slap himself twice. Slap, what virtues and abilities do you have? Let the God of War of the Eastern Wasteland salute you.

"He is not Xiao Yanwu, he is just a clone of Xiao Yanwu. No, it is not a clone. It is just a spiritual thought left by Xiao Yanwu."

A voice suddenly sounded, and the speaker was Wang Daoyi, the head of the Wang family. After he calmed down, he was the first to discover Xiao Yanwu's true and falsehood, and immediately shouted out.

As soon as these words came out, a storm once again set off, and the eyes of countless experts fell on Xiao Yanwu again. Many experts did not think so much because they were frightened by Xiao Yanwu before. Now that Wang Dao reminded them, many people really discovered that what was in front of them was Xiao Yanwu really had an ethereal feeling.

"It is indeed a divine thought. However, when Xiao Yanwu was at his most powerful, he was only a sixth-level spiritual king. How could a mere divine thought be so powerful?"

Someone asked in confusion.

"There is only one explanation for this, and that is that Xiao Yanwu did not die when he left eight hundred years ago, but made great progress in his cultivation. After my cultivation has greatly improved, the power of his divine thoughts will naturally become stronger. But according to my guess, this Divine Mind can only launch three attacks at most, and then it will disappear completely. He has already used it once to kill the Yin Sect elder, and he has two more attacks left. "

Wang Daoyi said.

Wang Daoyi's words made the already excited Yanwu family feel depressed again.

If Xiao Yanwu is really just a spiritual thought and can only launch three attacks, then if the eight major forces fight back to the death, the Yanwu family will also be in danger.

However, is it possible for the eight major forces to fight back to the death?

"You are right. I only have two attacks left. I wonder who has the courage to come up and try it."

Xiao Yanwu's domineering power is unparalleled. Even if it is just a divine thought, he is invincible and intimidates Donghuang. He is standing here, looking at the masters of the eight major forces with burning eyes.

The eight major forces were silent again.

Yes, even if Xiao Yanwu only has two chances to take action, who would dare to take action? To put it bluntly, the two people who take action first will almost certainly die.

Therefore, even though they knew that Xiao Yanwu only had two attacks left, no one dared to move because no one wanted to die, especially at their peak level.

"If I take action, I can destroy you all with two attacks."

Xiao Yanwu spoke domineering words again, and one sentence made the eight powerful people involuntarily retreat again.

No one knows how strong Xiao Yanwu is now. If he attacks with all his strength, he can kill several people with one move. I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration at all.

At this moment, the eight major forces were even fearful. They were really afraid of Xiao Yanwu's desperate attack. I don't know how many people here would survive when the time came. The millennium-old foundations of the major forces would be destroyed in one day. Who would dare to act rashly.

One person can intimidate Donghuang, and a single divine thought can also intimidate Donghuang.

From ancient times to the present, there is only Xiao Yanwu.

"Everyone, the world of the abyss is restless, and the catastrophe of the demon clan is not far away. Today you have violated our Yanwu Mountain. I should have killed you, but for the sake of the people of the Eastern Wasteland, I will not care about you. As for you and Yun Yi I will not take any action to deal with the grievances between them. Whether you can kill Yun Yi depends on your own ability, but if you violate Yanwu Mountain again, I will kill you without mercy. "

Xiao Yanwu's momentum was shaken, and he pointed the country with unparalleled domineering power.

This is a reminder to the eight major forces and a clear threat.

After saying these words, Xiao Yanwu completely disappeared, as if he had never been there before. However, the death of the elder of the Corpse Yin Sect proved that Xiao Yanwu had truly come, once again causing a sensation in the Eastern Wasteland.

"Farewell to my ancestor."

Xiao Tianlong and others bowed and saluted in front of the place where Xiao Yanwu disappeared. The Yanwu family disciples burst into tears. The ancestor used his spiritual thought to repel the powerful enemy. His majesty was unparalleled and his style remained the same. He once again became the idol in the hearts of countless young disciples. .

Xiao Yanwu came and left quickly without a trace, but before he left, he was equivalent to confessing two things.

One is the turmoil among the demons.

Another thing added huge pressure to Yun Yi.