The Most Powerful Fisherman in the Heavens

"Xiao Yan, back then I came to your Xiao's house for the sake of Tuoshe Gudiyu. I lied to you about this matter. You guessed that I have an extraordinary identity and deliberately approached me. The friendship before now seems to be fake!"

Feeling Xiao Yan's indifference, Gu Xun'er felt even more angry, and said directly: "Since everything in the past is fake, from now on we will cut off our friendship!"

Scoff!

Gu Xun'er's voice fell, and she cut off with one palm, cut off the long skirt, and cut off the robe!

"boring!"

Xiao Yan curled his lips, turned around and left, seeing Ling Ying's veins bulging, he really wanted to beat Xiao Yan up!

But at this moment, Ling Ying seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his angry eyes, looking at the sky!

The space there suddenly twisted slowly, and thick black mist seeped out of it.

At the same time, a voice that was so indifferent without any emotion resounded in the hall,

"Hey, I didn't expect that there is an ancient patriarch here, who seems to have extraordinary blood, this hall is really lucky, Jie Jie!"

The playful voice made Ling Ying and Gu Xun'er's pupils shrink, and the hairs on their bodies exploded. From the voice, they felt an extremely terrifying crisis!

Xiao Yan also raised his head curiously, and looked up into the sky!

The black mist continuously seeped out from the distorted space, and finally slowly condensed into a figure wrapped in the black mist under the gaze of everyone.

"Soul race!"

"This hall? The master of the Soul Hall?"

Gu Xun'er and Ling Ying are facing a great enemy, and the Hall of Souls is a force on the bright side of the Soul Clan. The Gu Clan and the Soul Clan have never confronted each other, and the hatred between the two sides is as deep as the sea!

"Perhaps it's better to call me the Vice-Hall Master!"

The black mist fluctuated slightly, and a faint laughter came out of it. He stretched out his hand to grab, and Gu Xun'er was caught in the air by him!

"Miss!"

Ling Ying's eyes turned red immediately, and he wanted to rush up, but he couldn't even stand up in front of a Dou Sheng with his Dou Huang peak cultivation!

"who is this?"

"too horrible!"

"He actually dared to act presumptuously under the Eastern Imperial City, he really didn't know how to live or die!"

"This person must be a strong fighter, and I don't know if His Majesty can deal with it!"

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As the figure in the black mist made a move, countless warriors in the Warcraft Mountains also sensed the terrifying aura of the fighting saint, and raised their heads in shock!

"stop!"

Suddenly, a yell sounded from the East Imperial City, and a ray of white flame burned from the void, burning towards the figure in the black mist!

"Hey, the bone spirit is cold?"

Seeing this flame, the voice of the figure in the black mist was amazed, and the surrounding black mist was wriggling, and the Bone Spirit, who was ranked eleventh on the strange fire list, could not get an inch of it.

An old man in a white robe flew out from the Eastern Imperial City, exuding a powerful aura. He had fluttering sleeves, an old face, deep eyes, exuding wisdom, as if he had gone through vicissitudes of life, looking at the figure in the black mist With piercing hatred!

He is naturally fused with the medicine dust that Ye Donghuang refined for him from the physical body of Dou Sheng, but at this moment the medicine dust has not been fully integrated, only the semi-holy state!

"It turned out to be you. Unexpectedly, you are still alive, and you have found a body of a fighting saint. Your cultivation level has improved a lot!"

The figure in the black fog looked Yao Chen up and down with his dark eyes, and immediately recognized the latter's identity.

After all, Yao Chen, as the number one pharmacist in Zhongzhou Continent, lost his body because of his soul hall, so he naturally understands him!

Especially the conspicuous sign of Bone Spirit Cold Fire!

"Thank you for your gift, a blessing in disguise, suffer death!"

Yao Chen's rambunctious voice was full of murderous intent, and the bone spirit turned into a white fire dragon and rushed towards the figure in the black mist!

This person is none other than Hun Wuya, the Vice-Hall Master of the Soul Palace!

"A mere half-sage dares to be presumptuous. I let you escape last time. Let's see where you go today!"

Hun Wuya sneered, the three-star Dou Sheng's cultivation base unfolded, and the ink-like black mist turned into black chains, biting towards Yaochen like a poisonous snake.

This chain is extremely powerful, even if the bone spirit's cold fire is attached to it, it won't hurt at all, but it will arrest Yaochen's soul!

bang bang!

The strange fire was boiling and surging, Yaochen tried his best to stop it, but also managed to break free from the chain, his face was pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

The huge gap in cultivation is not so easy to make up for!

What's more, Yaochen is only a semi-sage, while Hun Wuya is a three-star fighter, the difference in cultivation level is like a natural moat!

"So strong!"

Xiao Yan looked at the sky in shock. Ever since he met Empress Ye Dong, strong men appeared one after another.

In the past, there was not even one Dou Ling, but now there are as many Dou Wang Dou Huang as dogs, Dou Zong walks all over the place, and Dou Sheng comes out for a walk from time to time!

"Your Majesty, I beg you to help Miss!"

Ling Ying looked at Gu Xun'er who was held by Hun Wuya and shouted anxiously, it was too late to ask the Gu clan for help, Ye Donghuang was the most convenient way to do it!

Of course, he has already sent out the distress message!

It is not easy to save people in the hands of a fighting saint, even if the strength is stronger than the other party, it is difficult to rescue people safe and sound!

After all, it's a mousetrap!

"it's over!"

Ignoring Ling Ying's cry, Hun Wuya controlled the chain and continued to grab Yaochen, he wanted to grab Yaochen's soul in one fell swoop!

Seeing this scene, countless warriors raised their hearts in their throats, and Medusa, who was standing on the Eastern Imperial City, clenched her fists tightly.

Originally, she was quite proud of having reached Dou Zunjing, and it was rare to meet an opponent in this northwest region, but facing Hun Wuya today, all her pride was severely crushed!

She doesn't even have the qualifications to intervene in the face of the Dou Sheng powerhouse!

As long as she goes up, she will be killed with one move!

The rest of the Dou Zong powerhouses like Hai Bodong and Jia Xingtian were even more unbearable. Facing Dou Sheng, they were just ants, no amount of them was useless!

They can only expect Ye Donghuang to make a move!

"presumptuous!"

Just when Yao Chen was about to be arrested, a majestic and cold shout sounded, as if the might of God descended, the wind and clouds rolled, and the sky and the earth paled.

The thunder was so violent that it shook Wuya's soul, and the two were fighting!

"What a strong strength!"

Hun Wuya knew that Ye Donghuang was a fighting saint, and he had been on guard against Ye Donghuang since he appeared. Feeling the majestic power contained in the voice at this moment, his heart was even more horrified!

He originally thought that even if Ye Donghuang was a fighting saint, he would be no more than a one or two star fighting saint, but now he knew he was wrong!

Ye Donghuang is at least a mid-level fighting saint!

This kind of strong man is not something he can fight against!

"Walk!"

Hun Wuya didn't have the slightest nostalgia, the space around him split open, grabbing Gu Xun'er wanted to escape!

He wanted to report the news about Ye Donghuang, so what about the middle-level Dou Sheng? It's not that there is no middle-level Dou Sheng in his Soul Hall!

However, before he could move away through the space, a big hand that covered the sky descended from the sky, and the wind and thunder surged, covering the four poles and all directions, like the hand of a god, majestic and indestructible!

The moment the big hand appeared, the entire sky darkened, and the entire Warcraft mountain range was covered by this big hand, which shocked all the fighters, and the thunder was raging, and the wind and clouds were mighty!

The moment Hun Wuya appeared with his big hand, he felt that the surrounding space was imprisoned, his whole body seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, unable to move!

"Is this his strength? So strong!"

Gu Xun'er was still calm after being caught by Hun Wuya, her calm eyes were looking at the sky-covering hand falling from the sky.

Her big hands covered the sky and the sun, her skin was as white as jade, and every fingerprint was clearly visible.

There is a kind of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, time and space, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth intertwined with various profound meanings. This is the hand of profound meanings, with mighty power and unstoppable power!

"How could it be so strong?"

Hun Wuya roared furiously, the surging power in his body wanted to vent out but was tightly imprisoned, he really couldn't figure out how could there be a high-level fighting saint here!

In his eyes, Ye Donghuang is a high-level fighting saint!

boom!

The next moment, with a big hand, the world was turned upside down, and both Hun Wuya and Gu Xun'er were grabbed into the Eastern Emperor's Palace by the eyes of countless warriors who were shocked and admiring!

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

Countless fanatical voices resounded through the Warcraft Mountains and through the sky, deafening.

"so amazing!"

Xiao Yan clenched his fists tightly, his little face flushed red with excitement, and his fighting spirit was high.

One day, he will also have this terrifying power!

Turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain!

"Your Majesty is so handsome!"

Nalan Yanran stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the big hand that had been retracted, her adoring eyes were like a fanatical little girl.

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