"However, there are a few familiar faces here!"

The Tsar turned slowly and looked at Lieyang and others. At the same time, the vast pressure fell down.

In an instant, the eight peak Dou Zong masters were frozen in place, and their whole bodies were uncontrollable.

Although he has just recovered and is less than half of his strength five hundred years ago, he is still not comparable to them.

"Let's just use you to pay tribute to the dead soldiers!"

After the words came, the Tsar stabbed out his spear, and countless sand cities gathered, turning into a sharp edge, and even the deserted city was shrouded in it.

Wherever you pass along the way, the space is broken, leaving behind a huge gully that is difficult to close.

“…can’t move anymore!”

Xiang Bailong and others looked pale, and with that momentum alone, they suppressed them and could not get rid of them. They could only watch the sharp edges shot towards them. They could do nothing.

This sharpness can not only kill them, but also the deserted city behind them will be wiped out together.

What a terrifying power this is!

With one blow to Dou Zun, its power is as powerful as abyss!

Just as the sharp edge was about to pass through the bodies of the powerful and land in the deserted city, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

Like the blood-colored fog before, the originally unstoppable front suddenly frozen in place. With a loud bang, the front turned into a white light.

The destructive aura passed by Xiang Bailong and others, making their hearts tight.

call!

The strong wind blew up the powerful men's hair and fell backwards, their clothes dancing, and they could hardly open their eyes.

But thankfully, they did not die.

After a while, Lieyang swallowed his saliva and said, "This...what is going on?"

After a moment of silence, everyone knew that they looked at Xiang Bailong. After all, this is a deserted city and is controlled by the former. If there is any strange place, only Xiang Bailong can explain it.

Moreover, this picture is so similar to the scene where the blood mist was isolated just now, so the first thing they thought of was Xiang Bailong.

Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, Xiang Bailong was also confused. He shrugged and said that he knew nothing.

Since the power of the Blood Sacrifice Formation was isolated from the deserted city just now, he didn't understand what was going on, but because the enemy was facing, he didn't have time to think about it.

The same situation has happened now. Xiang Bailong is more confused and at a loss than others. If he had the means to resolve the powerful Dou Zun, would he stay here to be the lord of a small deserted city?

I have ruled all nearby forces for a long time!

"It is worthy of being the Lord Xiang, who is proficient in the art of formations. You must have set up some kind of peerless formation that has been lost for a long time around you."

The old man with white eyebrows sighed.

"The young man is so terrifying. He is worthy of being Lord Xiang. I really admire him!"

The savage sun also echoed.

“…”

Xiang Bailong was full of question marks.

This became more and more outrageous as he said it, making him look awesome, and he almost believed it himself.

We've killed me!

In the distance, under the golden armor, the Tsar frowned slightly and shouted coldly: "Who? Who is the rat hiding? You can't come out yet!"

Of course, he would not think that Xiang Bailong blocked his attack. The difference between the two is a big difference. Even if Xiang Bailong mastered the most powerful formation on the Dou Qi Continent, he was no different from an ant in his eyes. He could kill with just one blow.

Upon hearing this, the powerful men from several major forces finally realized that it was not Xiang Bailong, but someone else!

The realm of being able to block the Tsar's attack so easily is definitely at the same level as that of the Tsar, which is no wonder why they cannot sense it.

At this moment, a handsome young man walked into the deserted city below, with his blue shirt as beautiful as a pine tree and as handsome as a peak.

The young man carried a jade pot in his hand, drunk alone, holding the people around him as if nothing had happened, and his expression was calm.

"It's you!"

Although the Tsar did not feel any fluctuations in Lin Qingyun, the former's aura rolled. Although it was weak, it was the same as the sudden appearance of power. It was obvious that the person who was so sharp that was now is the boy in front of him.

"Crash, is it him?"

The moment she saw Lin Qingyun, Xiang Bailong looked shocked and whispered loudly.

"Old Bai recognizes this person?"

The middle-aged man from the Fang family couldn't help asking.

"Uh, yes... no..."

After hesitating for a few breaths, Xiang Bailong hesitated and said, "To be precise, your son knows you."

“???”

The middle-aged man in the Fang family was stunned.

I treat you as a friend, but you treat me as a father. What should I do?

"If I remember correctly, it was Xiao Mu who brought him here."

"Xiao Mu?"

The middle-aged man in the Fang family was stunned at first, and then he remembered his third son who was just talented but unique.

Because of his low talent, he never cared about Fang Mu. If he never expected that this third son, who likes to make friends, actually met such a powerful senior.

"No need to think about it, it must be the reinforcements sent by God to save us!"

Lieyang said excitedly.

This picture is very similar to five hundred years ago. When they were in a state of despair, a peerless powerful man suddenly came, turning the tide and saving them from despair.

Now five hundred years have passed, and the super strong man who saved them has changed from a gray-haired middle-aged man to a handsome boy.

At the same time, Fang Mu, who was on the high-rise buildings in the deserted city, was also shocked and could hardly believe his eyes.

"Uncle Kun, is that an illusion? I seem to see Brother Lin."

Fang Mu rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief.

"Young Master, you read that right, it's Lin Qingyun."

Fang Kun had already come to Fang Mu's side. He was incredible. Because of his unique outfit, Fang Kun clearly remembered the name.

"How could it be? When did Brother Lin become so awesome? He is actually a powerful Dou Zun!"

Fang Mu felt it was a bit ridiculous.

No matter how you look at it, Lin Qingyun doesn’t look like an old monster who has lived for a long time. He even looks younger than him, and has a sense of decency in his toughness. How could this be a powerful Dou Zun?

Suddenly, Fang Mu seemed to remember something, opened his mouth wide and murmured: "Is it possible that the senior who secretly saved us yesterday... is Brother Lin?"

Yesterday they encountered an attack from the powerful sand clan. They thought they were going to die, but they did not expect that the storm caused by the powerful sand clan was suddenly dispersed by a powerful force.

At that time, they all thought it was a powerful man passing by to save them. Now it seems that the strong man is Lin Qingyun who is close to him.

If this is the case, then everything will make sense.

“It should be.”

Fang Kun nodded, his expression slightly complicated.

If it weren't for the facts before us, Fang Kun would really find it hard to believe that there would be such a strange person in the world.

"It's me!"

Lin Qingyun nodded lazily, took a sip of wine, looked up, and the golden light rippled in his eyes.

"Ha, stupid young human..."

The Tsar sneered, and was about to say something, but suddenly realized something was wrong, and suddenly raised his head, looking horrified.

I saw the sky cracking, and a palm covering the sky was poked out from it, falling down like the sky was pressing down.

A few drops of crystal wine fell from the corner of his mouth, and Lin Qingyun bounced his fingers and smiled faintly.

"Have you ever heard of the palm technique that fell from the sky?"
Chapter completed!