Elder Jiutian stood up with his hands, his expression was calm and indifferent.

Even if the surrounding environment changes, there is no impact for him.

"Is this your Yan Luo's body?"

Nine days looked at Su Yuan at will.

After opening the hall of Yan Luo, Su Yuan's Yan Luozhen also appeared.

The height of more than ten feet has a great deterrent to anyone.

Nine days without any fear, but just wondered as I saw the novelty.

"Do the witch are evil and harm children, do the Jiuli people really intervene?"

Su Yuan looked down at the nine days calmly.

This is the main hall of Yan Luo. As Yan Luo, he has the real power of the king.

"This seat is the first time I entered the Yan Luo Hall, which is larger than the imagination of this seat, and more powerful. No wonder, Yan Luo's name is very popular recently! It is just that Yan Luo's body is obtained.

There is really a bit of the power of Yan Luo Zhen Shen! "

Nine days are like appreciation, look around.

Even he was still walking around in Yan Luo's Hall, just like a walk.

It seems that in his eyes, it is not a fearful Yan Luo Hall here, it is just a novel attraction.

Even Su Yuan was the first time he met a calm person like him.

In Yan Luo's Hall, he can maintain such calmness, he is the first one.

"Su Yuan, if you are interested, since then, you will merge into our Jiuli tribe.

Jiutian looked at Su Yuan calmly, as if he was driving a temptation condition that could not be rejected.

"If the Jiuli people can restore the cause and effect of the world and maintain the Grand Duke in the world, there is no problem to join the Jiuli people."

Su Yuan also answered seriously.

Jiutian's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked cold and keen at Su Yuan, with irregular gloom.

He is a transcendent of the Jiuli nationality. Whether it is among the three major classes or anywhere, it has great power.

No matter who you dare not underestimate.

At least the moment he stepped into Yan Luo's hall, what he thought of did not kill Su Yuan, but let him join the Jiuli tribe.

How many people can there be such love?

"I don't know what to lift! This seat allows you to join the Jiuli people. I want to give you a way of life. I didn't expect you to know so much about it!

After that, the nine days raised their hands directly, and the invisible power turned into a pale blue whirlwind. It wrapped around Su Yuan like a wave of rope.

Su Yuan only felt the hurricane fluttering, even if his body seemed to be a bit depressed.

This power is much more powerful than the strength played by the ancient martial arts.

The strength of Jiutian did make Su Yuan an instant accident.

Su Yuan converged his mind, moved his mind, and took his hands at the same time, and the dark power swept away.

Yan Luo's power, no reservation.

The power of the rolling power came out like a tide, and it fell to nine days.

Even if it is just an instant, this power will be trembling.

It's just that in the hall of Yan Luo, there is no sound.

The two forces are intertwined, just like the flood is on the hurricane.

I ca n’t tell any victory and defeat for a while.

Yan Luo's power is entangled by the hurricane, and a little tear, but whenever that power seems to be stirred into the hurricane, it will always flow out, and it may go back at any time.

The surging hurricane is drowned directly.

If it was not because the two were fighting within the hall of Yan Luo, I was afraid that this power was enough to destroy a city!

"It is worthy of Yan Luo's power! No wonder it is so arrogant! Huh!"

After a moment of stalemate, the hurricane used in the nine -day day dissipated instantly, as if floating in the flood.

His voice was mixed with a little coldness, and he was still full of irony as the beginning.

Su Yuan didn't care, his expression was calm, and a shot, Yan Luo's hand has been condensed on the void.

The black glow is like jade, exuding the black holy power, as if it can fully suck the power around.

Although one arm looks flat, but when the palm is grasping nine days, the expression of nine days becomes dignified.

He could feel that his soul seemed to be oppressed.

As if Yan Luo's hand could catch his souls directly.

That power is horrible, and people are heartbroken.

The proud color on Jiutian's face seemed to converge instantly. He quickly pulled out the palm behind him, and hurried into the Indian Fa.

The invisible power rolled, blocking Yan Luo's hand.

After all, Yan Luo's hand was in front of him in an instant, and he couldn't neglect.

It was just that Yan Luo's hand grasped it lightly, and the strength had gathered, and the Indian that he condensed directly out of the wound.

Yan Luo's hand quickly revealed from the wound, and it was arranged on his body.

Jiu Tian felt that his soul seemed to be dragged by any power, as if he had to pull it out of his body.

The tough separation is like a torn feeling of being divided.

The nine -day faces are all white, and then the spiritual power of the body is rolling in the body.

Even the pain has become more obvious.

Nine days are no longer as casual as before.

His body shape suddenly increased suddenly. The shape of the body was equivalent to Su Yuan's body.

The height of more than ten feet, coupled with the intangible spiritual power of the neighbors, made him all of the vortex of the vacuum area.

The old man's body becomes more illusory with this vortex.

After a while, on the top of the nine days, there are colorful halo fluctuations.

This kind of halo is extremely holy, even the power of Yan Luo used by Su Yuan, as if they are fighting with it.

Even above his head, more light has been slowly condensed, and I don't know what kind of recruitment is preparing, but Su Yuan feels a little familiar, I don’t know where I am, I don’t know where I am

I've seen it.

This weird and horrible intuition has slowed his movements.

After that, the colorful light has become a color.

The white and red are like a dream. This power is slowly wrapped, and the rotation finally floats above his head and shoulders.

Each place has half red and white lotus lotus blooming gently.

The three lotus flowers floated on the top of his head so quietly, and each lotus became interesting, the holy color.

The eyes of the old man also looked more proud.


Chapter completed!