Chapter 326: Alien God

Xianyu's face was also a little bad when he saw this mist: "This is, ghost mist...... I'll try to see if I can break it. ”

"What is the ghost mist" Yun Luo didn't let Xian Yu do it immediately, he wouldn't let Xian Yu take the risk until he figured out what kind of existence the ghost fog was.

"A negative existence that will be born in the heart of the fog demon beast must be broken with elemental power, and the ghost mist will be born according to the strength of the person in the fog itself, this fog is the strength of the strength at least the level of the demon emperor." Xian Yu gave an answer.

"Demon Emperor level, could it be that Meng Xiuhan If he is really such a person, how can he be the patriarch of the Shang Wei clan" Although Yun Luo said this, he still had a heart in his heart, because it was not ruled out that Meng Xiuhan had some kind of purpose: "Then leave it to you, and I will solve the rest of the matter." ”

Xian Yu nodded, the power of the elements in his hand was condensed, the main power of the five elements was the mainstay, supplemented by light and darkness, the sense of oppression that was more powerful than the forbidden spell erupted from Xianyu's petite body, and even Yun Luo, who had god-level strength on the side, felt a trace of fear, if he was hit by this forbidden spell head-on, he would not die or be disabled.

"Broken!" Xian Yu let out a coquettish cry, and a powerful force swarmed into the mist, and the dim mist was dispersed at this moment.

The rain dragon fell into Yun Luo's hand, flew into the temple, and made a gesture to let everyone wait outside, the front foot had just stepped in, a wave of power fluctuations struck, the sword blade turned, Yun Luo's sword cracked the oncoming power, and then swirled out a burst of sword qi to kill the target: "The power of the Wei clan, are you Meng Xiuhan or something?"

“…… It was discovered by you, since when did it start" The person in the fog appeared, it was Meng Xiuhan, but at this time, his expression was full of gloom, and his secret was discovered by others, so he could only kill people.

"Hehe, I'm just guessing, those little nightmare beasts, they shouldn't have had time to extract their blood, and there is another one, Meng Youmin, who is also in your hands." Yun Luo guessed the current situation word for word.

"You know quite a lot, so I can't let you go." Meng Xiu Han's fog claw appeared, the figure was constantly changing in the mist, Yun Luo shook his head and smiled indifferently, the rain dragon in his hand moved instantly, standing on the side, the fog claw hit the sword blade coldly, Yun Luo's sword moved and moved inside, and the speed was not much more than Meng Xiu Han in the fog.

Seeing that the blow failed, Meng Xiuhan hurriedly retreated into the fog, pulled his body away, and directly summoned many fog blades to gallop in the air, killing from all directions, each fog blade had pure power, but in Yun Luo's eyes, such an attack was just a child's boredom playing with mud.

As soon as the sword thought moved, the phantom sword came in the air beside him, and in the blink of an eye, ten thousand phantom swords burst out in this mist, and Yun Luo himself wrapped his whole body with sword intent and integrated into this sword array, Meng Xiuhan swept all the fog blades to protect himself, and still smashed by Yun Luo's phantom sword on the fog blade, and the two sides fought against each other, but Meng Xiuhan gradually found that his strength began to weaken, and the opponent's phantom sword seemed to be endless, and it had been a full five minutes, as the attacking party, Yun Luo should have consumed more strength, But things did not develop as Meng Xiuhan expected, but in terms of the consumption of strength, Meng Xiuhan fell behind.

In desperation, he had to gather the remaining fog blades and scatter them, and escaped through the gap at the moment when he repelled the phantom sword, but Yun Luo had been waiting for a long time, using his palm as a sword, and his body was like a sword blade slashing at Meng Xiuhan's back, Meng Xiuhan was hit by this blow, and he only felt a pain behind him, and the whole person was sent flying, and the weapons around him were scattered a lot, and when he landed, he still barely stabilized his body with the power of the fog: "It's so strong, but I must not lose!" ”

Just after Meng Xiuhan finished saying this, the temple suddenly began to operate, and a large amount of divine power burst out and poured into his body, and Meng Xiuhan, who originally only had the peak strength of the Demon Emperor, reached the realm of the demon god in an instant, and even surpassed Yun Luo in pure strength: "Hahaha, this is the power of the gods, although it is only for a moment, it is more than enough to deal with you." ”

Yun Luo stroked Yulong: "Don't rely on yourself to grow a little bit, the strength you get in this way is not something you can grasp after all, you are too weak." ”

"Shut up, didn't you, the sword god, rely on the inheritance power of the human race? What qualifications do you have to say about me! Meng Xiuhan stubbornly believed that Yun Luo's power was passed down through generations.

"Hehe, if you don't study hard and practice hard, even if you instill and get sword moves, it's just the ability of your predecessors, you can only imitate, you won't have the opportunity to surpass, you won't understand." Yun Luo didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.

The cold light of the rain dragon in his hand was shining, and the moment he drew his sword, the sword brake was dead, and when he saw it again, Yun Luo's figure had already appeared behind Meng Xiuhan.

A sword mark mixed with blood appeared on Meng Xiuhan's neck, and he stretched out his hand to cover the wound and reluctantly turned around: "How is it possible, I haven't gotten the purest bloodline of the Wei clan yet, I haven't fused divine power yet, I'm not reconciled!" ”

Just when Yun Luo felt that the matter was coming to an end, the divine power in Meng Xiuhan's body began to run wild, pouring from his body to his brain, and after a while, the wound had been healed, but Meng Xiuhan was beaten to death with both hands as if he had lost his soul.

Yun Luo frowned, he had long felt that things would not be so simple, and it would definitely not be a good thing to involve gods and demons, whether it was the previous Dark God or the Fire God. Meng Xiuhan suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, this is the Wei Clan? The power of fog? Interesting. ”

Yun Luo could feel that the aura on this "Dream Xiuhan" had completely changed, and it was no longer the feeling of the Wei clan, but more like ...... Gods and demons, that is, he was taken away by divine power? After being taken away, Meng Xiuhan saw Yun Luo, his expression stiffened, and he smiled: "This big brother, I just slipped down to take a look, spare my life." ”

Yun Luo held the rain dragon tightly, he was not sure if this person was hostile to him, and when his strength reached the realm of gods and demons, it was not something that ordinary strength could explain clearly.

"Eh, don't don't, you're old, I've been working in the temple for thousands of years, and this time I slipped out while I was dozing off on duty, and if I was caught, it would be over." "Dream Xiuhan" explained again and again, which sounded reasonable.

Yun Luo's gaze did not change, but said sternly: "Why do you say that I will arrest you?" ”

"Uh, aren't you a world patrol?" "Dream Xiuhan" asked.

"What's that? I haven't heard of it, but who are you, who want to do after taking this person's body? Yun Luo's tone was aggravated, and there was obviously a sense that if you don't explain honestly, you will make you look good today. 21 Baidu: The latest chapter of "Online Game: Leaving the Dust Sword Xiujie Literature" is free for the first time.