"In addition to the four shrunken turtles you just mentioned, are there any decent masters in the West?"

Ye Qiu stretched and asked slowly.

At this time, his heart was full of regrets.

The penchant of always challenging the strongest has been deeply engraved in his bones.

If it was possible, he really wanted to personally verify how powerful the strength of the four supreme beings of the West was.

In front of the Six Realms of Reincarnation Fist, what Light God King, what Dark Monarch, are just floating clouds.

He has full confidence to meet the challenge of any strong enemy.

This kind of self-confidence is the foundation of winning all battles and invincible pride.

At this moment, Xiao Yinzi let out a long sigh.

He said in a sullen voice: "No, there were originally nine masters, but now ......"

As he spoke, he hung his head in frustration.

"But now, among the nine masters, eight have been killed by you, and I am the only one left in the fruit, and I have already recognized you as the master. ”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yinzi secretly glanced at Ye Qiu.

From the face of this master, he saw undisguised doubts.

"What? Are you saying that in the West, apart from those four shrunken turtles, you are considered to be the top masters?"

While speaking, Ye Qiu sighed and sighed: "Impossible, how can you be so weak, you have just started to warm up, and before I have time to have fun, you nine masters will be wiped out......"

Hearing this, Xiao Yinzi almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

This new owner is too arrogant.

However, he still has no way to refute it.

After all, a real record can't be faked.

Just now, their five masters joined forces to besiege it.

In the end, it was blown up.

Thinking of the previous scene, he is now terrified and frightened.

"Master, it's not that we are too weak, it's that you are too strong, in the entire West, the Four Supremes are supreme powerhouses, and I, the Blood Ancestor, and the Seven Great Saint Envoys are the masters of the second rank. ”

Xiao Yinzi complimented without leaving a trace, and exerted his ability to pat on the back to the extreme.

"Those words just now, to other people's words, are arrogant, only when you say it, it is so convincing, because besides you, who else can treat our nine Western masters as nothing?"

"It is the honor of my life to be able to follow such a great and powerful man as you, master, I cannot describe the admiration for you, in my heart, you are more majestic than Mount Olympus......"

Listening to Xiao Yinzi's compliments, a smile appeared on Ye Qiu's face again.

……

Penglai Holy Land.

In the magnificent temple, a curtain of light was like a waterfall, and the clouds were falling.

The Holy Lord of Penglai stood in front of the light curtain, looking dumbfounded.

A domineering voice came from the light curtain.

"Isn't there a big West that can even fight?"

Hearing this, the Holy Lord of Penglai couldn't help but be enthusiastic and excited.

The guy in the light curtain actually single-handedly blew up the Western heroes.

Seeing the ferocious and violent battle process made him have the urge to look up to the sky and roar.

It took a long time for the Holy Lord of Penglai to come to his senses.

"Amazing, it's too powerful, the five powerhouses in the West were blown up by him with one punch, Patriarch Ji is really, really ......"

In the end, he was a little short of words.

Even if I racked my brains, I couldn't think of a suitable word to describe the feeling in my heart.

No number of words can describe the excitement of that battle.

Stride, sink shoulders, punch.

The action is so simple, so direct.

No matter how you change, I'll just punch it.

Domineering, unreasonable domineering.

"Ancestor, no wonder you didn't let us go to help before, it turns out that you have long expected that with the strong strength of Patriarch Ji, the world is so big, where can we go?"

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Penglai can be said to be convinced.

"This is the son of fate, this is the Nine Secrets Co-Master, powerful, it is too powerful, who would have thought that Patriarch Ji would be so powerful, he is simply invincible!"

After saying this, the Holy Lord of Penglai took a deep breath.

If it is said that he was not satisfied with the son of fate before, the Nine Secrets Co-Master.

So now, he's completely convinced.

You must know that each of the five powerhouses that appeared in the light curtain was an existence that was not inferior to the Lord of the Nine Secret Realms.

But before the son of fate, he is as weak as an ant.

A punch is struck, and it is hard to explode.

There was not even a chance to escape, and he ended up with no bones.

This was a low, vicissitudes of voice in the empty hall.

"It's worthy of being a child of fate, it didn't disappoint me, before the catastrophe came, cut off the wings of those invaders outside the sky, hehe, happy, really happy......"

Even the Holy Land Ancestor, who was hidden from the world, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

That hearty battle was really exciting.

"The four remaining extraterrestrial invaders are all self-proclaimed in the Divine Source, and without their restraint, who else in the entire West can stop the Son of Death. ”

The laughter is getting louder and louder.

The entire Penglai Holy Land was shrouded in laughter.

A similar scene also happened in the Holy Land of the Jade Void Palace.

The ancestors of the two holy lands were in a very happy mood.

It wasn't just Ye Qiu's record of sweeping the eight directions that made them happy.

What's even more gratifying is that I am invincible domineering.

Simple punches, pure and extreme power.

After a short period of time, the strength of the Son of Fate has increased by leaps and bounds.

It's a terrifying potential that is unimaginable.

Only such children of fate can bear their last hope.

Seeing this scene, the two ancestors couldn't help but be ecstatic.

Just as the laughter was ringing in the sky, suddenly, the light curtain in the temple seemed to be hit by a storm.

Click......

The sound of breaking is endless.

The light curtain under the weeping clouds turned into broken bits of light and dissipated into the void.

At the same time, a cold snort echoed in my ears across time and space.

Seeing this, the laughter stopped abruptly.

"It's not good, the old monsters of the West have isolated our divine sense, I can't imagine that they can't bear it, are they ready to make a move?"

The exclamation suddenly sounded.

"Those old monsters have made a move, the Child of Fate is in danger, and they must rush to the west immediately to protect the Child of Destiny......"

"No, the time has not yet come, they will never dare to break through the divine source without authorization, it should only be a wisp of divine consciousness, but even so, I'm afraid the son of fate will not be able to resist ......"

As the sound sounded, a light and shadow quickly condensed in the void.

Then, the light and shadow slowly took a step.

One step away, there is the end of the cape.

That kind of unpredictable power of time and space reversal made the Holy Lord of Penglai Island couldn't help but be dumbfounded.