Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

Chapter 327: The Silver Moon Wolf Lord!

Those geniuses who already had their own rhythm of practice, after receiving the information from this feather, their eyes widened.

They looked at each other, shocked beyond words.

Thousands of words, all turned into the word "fuck".

Now that the catastrophe is approaching, and they hear the catastrophe every day, these two words are like sharp swords hanging over their heads, which really annoys them all.

What are they missing now?

Without a doubt, it's time!

If they have the qualifications to use the Shijin Tower... Several Tianjiao flashed all kinds of thoughts in their hearts, those with sect power have already begun to send news to the sect, but they seem to be loners like Feng Xiu and Shen Lang, The two looked at each other, and after leaving the incarnation in Dongling Mansion, the deity actually flew away directly outside the city.

Not only them, but the powerful cultivators who left Dongling Mansion, not to mention the sky and the sun, but the rainbow light is quite spectacular.

Some of them are already standing above the domain gate, planning to return to their sect station and kill the monster in their hometown.

These changes are undoubtedly huge.

Of course, it was impossible for Han Lian to monitor every cultivator in Dongling Mansion.

Among these individual clans, there must be spies from various clans and even the Demon Sect.

After they heard the news, they were all shocked and fell silent one by one.

Time-class spiritual weapons, not to mention listening, they don't even dare to think about it.

Throughout the history books of various ethnic groups, there are no records related to it.

The demons and barbarians did not dare to slack off, and without the slightest hesitation in their hearts, they all acted and uploaded these messages layer by layer.

In the Dongling Mansion, a lot of people gathered outside Han Lian's guest room very quickly.

They looked at the 'Thank You' sign above Han Lian's door, and their eyes were a little helpless.

During this process, powerful monks also came.

But after they vaguely recognized someone standing outside the door, they turned around and left without any hesitation.

Just kidding, those existences, the breath of which one is lower than the realm of Nirvana?

Perhaps there are several pure Yang ancestors mixed in among them, but more pure Yang incarnations, after knowing the news, without the slightest hesitation, disperse the incarnations directly, and pass the news to the deity.

At this moment, Han Lian, in the guest room, entered a closed state.

One of his incarnations, after meeting Yun Feiyang and giving the refined Li Yujian, held the jade folding fan and continued to sweep away the monsters.

Those monks who had been outside Han Lian's room for a long time and could not see him finally realized that this was deliberately avoiding him, and simply turned away.

But the brewing of this matter has not stopped until now.

....Deep in the north, the wasteland is thousands of miles away, and the dry mountains stand alone.

Several figures came to the dry mountain and looked at the top of the mountain, all of them transformed into wolf monsters.

Under a piercing howl, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to surge.

The earth trembled, but when I saw the top of the mountain, there was a sudden rumbling sound.

At the moment when the rock burst, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, and the faint breath made all those wolf monsters crawl down.

"A strange treasure that can affect time?"

Between the words, a silver wolf with a figure as white as snow walked out of the shadows.

After it appeared from the darkness, the beautiful moonlight above the sky seemed to have a target, and the moonlight all fell down.

It looks uniform in shape and has a unique beauty when viewed from any direction.

There are so many creatures under the yellow sky, but it is exclusively shrouded in nine points of moonlight.

In the middle of the eyebrows, there is a looming bright moon, echoing the sky above.

"Wolf Lord!"

"I have seen the wolf master!"

"See Wolf Lord!"

After those wolf demons saw his figure, their eyes were full of admiration, and they didn't hide the slightest bit, and told all the news they knew.

"..."

"It turns out that the catastrophe of heaven and earth is approaching again.

This Tongtian Pavilion Master doesn't seem to be the sky of the sky at all. After such a catastrophe, the existence can be spawned, even if the power of the catastrophe is terrifying, even if it is the catastrophe of two thousand years ago, all the fortunes are gathered together. One person cannot have such a person born. "

He whispered, without any expression fluctuations in his eyes, as if he was narrating an ordinary thing.

But when talking about Pavilion Master Tongtian, his expression was filled with doubt, expectation, and surprise.

He is not someone else, it is the existence of the wolf clan that has survived for more than thousands of years, the Great Heavenly Venerate Silver Moon Wolf Lord!

Among the human races, most of the titles of the Fragmented Void Realm are based on the title to express awe and respect, while among the races such as monsters, barbarians, and aliens, the title of the Fragmented Void Realm is the title plus the race, and finally Add the word 'main'.

Because among the races such as the monster clan and the barbarian clan, strength is equivalent to status, unlike the existence of the emperor of the dynasty in the human race.

Among them, the above command is almost absolute!

And it is the existence of this man that allows the wolf clan to dominate the vast territory of the northern land.

Not only that, but it is also the confidence of the wolf clan to start a war with the Sunda Dynasty!

If nothing happens, this person will turn into a mountain and absorb the power of the moonlight at the highest point in the north.

It has an order not to disturb it unless it encounters a major event that is close to genocide.

And now, the news is clearly up to the mark.

"Pavillion Tongtian, storyteller, teacher of the prince of the Xunfeng Dynasty now?

Emperor Renzong also came in person yesterday, calling him the 'Ancestor Tongtian'? "

There was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the Silver Moon Wolf Lord, but he didn't take it to heart at all. His biggest consideration now is the time treasure.

"According to the names of those stupid human beings, Tongtian Patriarch... thinks that he is the ninth realm pure yang cultivator. It seems that his methods are indeed extraordinary, but he does not know what this treasure of time represents.

There is no accident, he must have a big secret on his body. "

The Silver Moon Wolf Lord didn't hesitate. He walked out step by step. Under his feet, ripples appeared in the space. With a light stroke, the space in the Falling Feather Realm was like a crisp, and a hole was easily torn open.

Its figure protruded into it, and the speed of the space healing was actually full of snails.

About three or two breaths, its figure appeared once, and the scene of a small half-cup of tea had already appeared in the mid-air of Dongling Mansion.

The Silver Moon Wolf Lord raised his head and sensed the vague aura around him, with some disdain in his eyes.

Now that they have all come, they are still flinching. After a long time of cultivation, they have all become old guys who are as stable as dogs.

As arrogant as he was, he didn't take Han Lian to heart at all. He raised his hand at will, and suddenly several openings about tens of miles long appeared in the sky above Dongling Mansion.

That's the space that's been carved out.

In it, broken space debris is circulating, and the rules of heaven and earth want to restore the space, but it seems to have encountered extremely strong resistance, and it is difficult to heal at all.

With the emergence of this spatial fluctuation, over the entire Dongling Mansion, the stars that were originally hidden in the daytime appeared one by one, but the starlight flowed and connected with the sky, and the hazy starlight shrouded the great formation, like a dream like a yarn.

Looking at this great formation, the Silver Moon Wolf Lord was unmoved.

"Han Lian!"

Han Lian... Han Lian... Han Lian.... As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice trembled over the entire land of Dongling Mansion, and the echo never faded away for a long time.

This is like a magic sound filling the ears. Although it does not bring any attack power, it echoes in everyone's ears over and over again.

Everyone in the Dongling Mansion looked up at the same time.

Most of those mundane expressions were curious.

And whenever you step into the practice and see that the torn space in the sky has not healed for a long time, all look a little dignified.

Only the monks who recognized their identity changed greatly.

Before they could react, a voice sounded faintly beside their ears.

"Hand over that treasure of time, this seat should leave.

If not, this Dongling Mansion will be buried with him and fall into the turbulent flow of space! "