"The Ancient Soul Palace?"

Bang!

Kun Jiuzhou raised his hand and punched the two "Jiao Soul Swords". The terrifying power exploded from it in an instant. Only a crisp sound of the "clang" was heard, and the two soul swords, one green and one purple, were shocked back by its extremely domineering power before they even approached Kun Jiuzhou's life soul.

The sword intent was suddenly released.

The entire stone wall of the "Shenxiang City" was cut out immediately. Thousands and hundreds of cracks and countless dust rolled down from it. Feeling the power of the two "soul swords", let alone the White Elephant Clan, and even the powerful Kun clan brought by Kun Jiuzhou.

Each of them looked nervous and solemn, and they sacrificed their magic weapons one after another. Their eyes were full of vigilance and they looked at the owner of the Dragon Soul Sword with fear.

"Hiss...Is the Dragon Soul Sword? What a powerful magic weapon that can actually withstand the power of my old man's punch?" Kun Sheng, who was standing next to Chen Changsheng, looked solemn after seeing the two "Jiao Soul Swords", and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Realm? What is the origin of "Ancient Soul Palace"? I have never heard of it?"

"It should be the sect of the ancient emperor's holy path." Chen Changsheng pursed his lips, pondered thoughtfully, and said, "It seems that the foundation of "Ancient Soul Palace" is extremely strong. Anyone who jumps out has the cultivation level of the Emperor realm?"

‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…

The owner of the "Jiao Soul Sword" is not very old, and looks only twenty-three or four years old, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes. If it weren't for the dozen or so beautiful women around him, a few lewd expressions would appear on his handsome face from time to time.

With his strength and appearance, in any territory of the heavenly immortal world, it may attract the attention of countless people.

"Kunjiuzhou, are you really tired of living? How dare you go against our "Ancient Soul Palace"?" The young man with sword-browed eyebrows flashed a faint murderous intent in his eyes. He looked at Kunjiuzhou opposite and sneered, "If you don't want to destroy your clan, just take your clan members and get out of here immediately. Come and care about our little business in "Ancient Soul Palace". Otherwise, don't blame us "Ancient Soul Palace", then you Kun clan will also count it."

"Hey... "Ancient Soul Palace"? Shang Yang, your words are used to scare other territory. I want to make a spell in front of my Kunjiuzhou, but they are too tender." Kunjiuzhou sneered twice and said, "If I remember correctly, your "Ancient Soul Palace" is already in danger of being protected in the Ancient Emperor's Holy Path, and you are about to be driven out? Why, your family surnamed Shang is still in the mood to run outside to stir up the wind and rain?"

"Hmph, how about "Ancient Soul Palace", it's not your turn to point fingers." Shang Yang's face darkened, and the two dragon soul swords buzzed, flew over its head, looking at Kun Jiuzhou coldly, and said, "I'll tell you the truth, the ancestral corpse of the White Elephant clan is what my father calls for. If you don't want to, the entire Kun clan will suffer from your implication, so it's best not to worry about these nostalgic things."

"The tribe leader has decided to deal with this little business in Shenxiang City. I want to take a look. You, the first heir of the Shang family, have some ability and dare to speak out loudly and want to destroy my Kun clan."

Boom!

Kun Jiuzhou's life soul suddenly surged, and the fierce aura on his body instantly enveloped the entire Divine Elephant City. Seeing that behind Kun Jiuzhou, a large sea of ​​demons that could not be seen had been condensed.

Shang Yang's expression also became solemn.

They have had several dealings with Kun Jiuzhou in "Ancient Soul Palace", so they naturally know that this old Kunpeng is not weak, and ordinary ancient emperors may not be able to do anything to it, even if it is the "

The first genius of the Shang family, when he met Kunjiuzhou, his chances of winning were less than 20%.

"Seven Holy Dynasty Yuan Technique..."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The demon sea behind Kun Jiuzhou rolled on. The huge Kun soul, with a 'sweeping' sound, saw that it suddenly transformed from its body, and six exactly like Kun shadows came out.

Every Kun shadow was like a saint, extremely powerful, and instantly surrounded Shangyang.

"The Holy Soul of the Kun clan?"

Swish!

When he saw these "Kun Shadows", Shang Yang's face also changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and said with hatred, "Kun Jiuzhou, since you are determined to be an enemy of our "Ancient Soul Palace", don't blame me for uprooting your Kun clan."

"Hmph, uprooted? Do you have that ability?" Kun Jiuzhou sneered.

‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…

The seven Kun Shadows, at the same time, swept through the extremely terrifying power, rushed towards Shang Yang. Each Kun Shadow's fist seemed to condense a momentum of heaven and earth, even the powerful emperors who were seven or eight thousand meters away.

When I saw these Kunying attacks, I felt numb and my heart was very palpitations.

"Jiao Soul Sword, kill..."

Buzz!

After all, this Shangyang Yang is the young master of "Ancient Soul Palace". Although his realm and cultivation are inferior to the old emperor of Kunjiuzhou, he is not an easy person.

The majestic demonic aura exploded from it and rushed into the two dragon soul swords.

The dragon soul sword, which was green and purple, instantly strangled towards the seven Kun shadows. Seeing this scene, a mocking look flashed across Kun Jiuzhou's face, and he sneered, "It seems that the leader of this clan still overestimates you. The young master of "Ancient Soul Palace" is just like that."

"Kun devours the world."

Before the two dragon soul swords were killed, they saw one of the Kun Shadows opened its mouth and greeted them. The ancient sword that had just turned into a dragon shadow was swallowed by the Kun Shadows.

The two dragon soul swords disappeared in an instant.

"What... what, me, my dragon soul sword, how... how could it be swallowed by you?" Shang Yang's face suddenly changed and he said with a ferocious look: "Old man, spit out the magic weapon of our "Ancient Soul Palace"."

"Spit it out?" Kun Jiuzhou raised his eyelids and sneered, "Hmph, what is the Dragon Soul Sword? When our Kunpeng clan's magical powers reach its peak, even a world can be swallowed. Shangyang, if you don't know the tact, you can't blame this family for letting the old guys in your Shang family give black people."

"Fuck it, it's up to you..." Shang Yang roared angrily and took out all the magic weapons on his body. Unfortunately, in front of the old world of Kunjiuzhou, his tricks were too immature and he had not had time to sacrifice other magic weapons.

I saw that the remaining Kun shadows had rushed to it.

Countless fist shadows hit it, and a dull sound of "bang", "bang", "bang". The Shangyang, who had originally had fair face, looked even paler at this moment.

Even its unruly face couldn't help but show a look of pain.
Chapter completed!