Chapter 503: Ning Yun is a curse that gives you self-destruction

"Today, I am the leader of the alliance under Xia Rong, and those who are not convinced can fight with me. ”

The voice full of murderous intent came out of Yi Chu's mouth, like thunder, constantly echoing in everyone's ears.

"If there are those who are not convinced, you can fight with me"

"If there are those who are not convinced, you can fight with me"

The mighty voice, sonorous and powerful, exploded in everyone's ears, and under this invisible pressure, all the monks closed their eyes tightly, not daring to say the slightest word.

A quarter of an hour was fleeting, and at the moment when this short time dissipated, the surrounding world fell into a suffocating silence.

"Since you have no opinion, it is a tacit pass, and now, I declare that from today onwards, I, Yi Nan, will be the leader of the Righteous Path Alliance. ”

At this time, Yi Chu's facial structure was angular, and the voice that came from under his slightly thin lips was subdued and frustrated, and he was loud, and even his gestures looked sophisticated and mature, and he solemnly announced his new position, Yi Chu raised the corners of his mouth, and he felt funny and ridiculous.

The right way in the world, at least a little bit has fallen into the palm of his hand.

No one dared to speak, nor did they dare to act rashly, as if everything had fallen into a rare calm. All the monks looked at everything in front of them dumbfounded, and sighed in their hearts that it was incredible, but the truth was so accurate.

Is it true that this person who has no fame in the slightest should be the leader of the alliance just like this? Wouldn't it be too disrespectful to take himself seriously by putting his net worth and life in the hands of this person so casually?

This terrible association made it difficult for the monks to maintain a sense of peace, and everyone was immersed in anxiety about the uncertain future. Such an arrangement caught them off guard, they couldn't accept it, it was really unacceptable, but if you couldn't figure it out for 10,000 reasons, what could you do?

Even Zhao Yishan, who had cultivated to a monstrous level, was defeated in the hands of this person in embarrassment, who else would be his opponent?

That Xiangyan Gongzi's expression changed, and his heart was also full of unwillingness, but let him snatch it, lost his body once, and he already knew that life was important, and he didn't want to be that reckless person, such a thing as losing a watermelon and picking up sesame seeds, he wouldn't do anything. What's more, Yi Chu, who stood on top of the tall black pillar, made him feel an unprecedented power suppression.

"Could it be that you still want to regret it?" Yi Chu's questioning was like a shocking thunder, and the method of the voice attack was instantly filled with his voice, and between the resounding sounds, every word sounded in people's ears, like thunder.

Thunderbolt roars, bombarding the mind.

A monk with a relatively low cultivation finally couldn't resist this surging coercion, and slowly bowed respectfully towards Yi Chu, and at the moment when he saluted, hundreds of monks who were shocked were all at the same time clenching their fists towards Yi Chu.

As the monks lowered their heads one by one, they saw that Yi Chu, the leader of the Righteous Path Alliance, was about to become a fact, but they heard a sudden voice, which suddenly sounded in the void. The sound was unremarkable, like a bubbling stream in the deep mountains and old forests, calm and silent.

"Don't you think it's a great irony that Your Excellency is hiding your head and revealing your tail and wanting to become the leader of the alliance in this attack on the Blood Transformation Sect? The moment the sound of clear drinking sounded, Yi Chu felt an invisible pressure, like a huge net, pressing down on him.

In this huge net, Yi Chu felt that his body, his cultivation, and everything he did were tightly bound by this invisible net. In this net, it seems that he has no power to fight back at all.

With a slight flicker of light, Yi Chu felt that his face was light, and the face that had changed by tightening his muscles and bones instantly returned to his original appearance.

"The Son of the Dead, he is the Son of the Soul"

A scream came from among the monks, a voice full of horror and deep fear.

The Immortal Son, which was already a devil-like existence for them, was the owner of this name, who killed four Yuanying monks in the Red Blood Mountain. In the days that followed, hundreds of monks were exterminated in one fell swoop.

The Yi Nan in front of him is the Avatar, the person who is about to become the leader of their alliance is actually the demon they want to eliminate

If it weren't for the fact that someone suddenly exposed it and made this Avatar the leader of the alliance, I am afraid that none of them would have been able to get out alive

The great pressure kept coming from the void, feeling the pressure like a mountain and a mountain, and Yi Chu's expression instantly became as quiet as water. With the increasing number of wars, Yi Chu knows that the more dangerous the moment, the more important it is to maintain a high degree of calm.

Rolling blood light continued to fly out of Yi Chu's body, and these blood lights quickly turned into a blood cloud, enveloping Yi Chu's head. As the blood cloud rose, although the rolling pressure still existed, it could not be directly pressed on his body.

This person's cultivation made Yi Chu suddenly think of the mysterious woman who came across the sea in the Libo Palace. The description of a realm appeared in his heart.

Condensation, this is condensation

Another realm after Yuan Ying, condensing a certain evil qi in the heaven and earth for his own use. After the condensation, not only will the cultivation be multiplied, but what is even more powerful is that once the condensation is successful, the aura material between heaven and earth with the same attributes as the condensed qi will automatically be used by the person who condenses it. Even a monk at the peak of the Yuan Infant would be suppressed to the point that his cultivation would be greatly reduced.

Absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, directly controlling heaven and earth, this gap is not just a difference in the realm.

"Who is here? Do you dare to show up and see it?" Yi Chu's cultivated blood god has a strength comparable to the peak of the Yuan Infant, but compared to this kind of condensation powerhouse, it still can't be compared.

"Hahaha, it is worthy of the Zhongxing of the Blood Transformation Sect, in my evil light, I am really surprised that I can maintain such a demeanor, but, unfortunately, although I like you very much to keep calm, but, with your cultivation, you still can't escape a dead word after all"

"That's it, I'll give you a chance, as long as you stop yourself here, I will escort your soul to reincarnate so that you won't be destroyed, do you think?" In the faint voice, a man in sackcloth appeared in the void, accompanied by this figure, endless flying clouds, frantically converging towards this man.

Ning Yun is evil, this person is such a strong means