As the strongest person in the immortal world, Emperor Jing always gives people a momentum that is not angry but mighty, and this momentum even other ninth-level immortal emperors will be a little uncomfortable.

In the words of the earth, he is a man who attaches great importance to personal cultivation and forced character.

But today, he is extremely embarrassed.

Especially the fact that Zhao Xiaoning smashed his natal spirit weapon with his head, this was a strong trauma to him, both physically and spiritually, and this kind of wound could not be healed even in a few years, or even more than ten years, and to put it bluntly, it would become a nightmare that he could not forget in his life.

Yes.

Emperor Jing himself was attacked by Zhao Xiaoning's anger and spit out a mouthful of blood, and now Zhao Xiaoning has destroyed his natal immortal weapon in public, and if the immortal weapon is destroyed, the master will definitely be counterattacked. This made Emperor Jing pay a heavy price, because now his cultivation was directly reduced to a third-level Immortal Emperor.

Lowered five levels at once, this kind of thing has never happened in the immortal world at all, but no one dares to make fun of Emperor Jing.

As we all know, the higher the grade of the magic weapon, the stronger the owner's backlash will be if it is damaged. Emperor Jing's immortal sword was sparsely packed by Zhao Xiaoning with his brain, this kind of backlash is estimated to be killed if it happens to other ninth-level immortal emperors, he only retreated five realms, you can imagine how terrifying his own strength is.

It's just that he met Zhao Xiaoning, a freak, and the ending is destined not to be too perfect.

Kindness.

To borrow a phrase from the earth, Emperor Jing was really a king, but after meeting Zhao Xiaoning, he became a grandson.

Hearing Emperor Jing's words, Zhao Xiaoning hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't have any malice just now, I just wanted you to change to a higher-level magic weapon, ignoring the things that destroying your magic weapon will make you suffer backlash." What's that, why don't I treat you to ***?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zhao Xiaoning didn't mean to, it was really a helpless move, because he didn't like to fight and kill, he wanted to end this fight without any suspense, which Cheng thought it would hit Emperor Jing hard.

Sin, this is a great sin.

He didn't say that he would give Emperor Jing some spirit stones for him to heal, or continue to compete after he recovered his cultivation, because it would be too much of a waste of time. The ghost knows how many years it will take after all of Emperor Jing's cultivation is restored, which is why he will ask Emperor Jing to eat chicken, well, eat some specialties on the earth.

Burst!

Emperor Jing spurted out a mouthful of old blood again, glared at Zhao Xiaoning and scolded: "Zhao Xiaoning, your mother, is there such a humiliation as you?"

"Fuck, how can you scold people? You can't just scold if you can't beat them, right? Do you still want to be shameless? You are the first immortal emperor in the fairy world, does your appearance full of swear words match your identity?" Zhao Xiaoning was immediately unhappy.

Erdan laughed loudly in the distance: "Boss, have you forgotten the sentence 'Talking about chickens and not talking about bar, civilized you, me and him'?

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhao Xiaoning, but even the melon-eating masses who watched the excitement also laughed. Only Emperor Jing stared at Zhao Xiaoning expressionlessly, and the anger in his chest made him almost lose his mind: "Zhao Xiaoning, do you really think that you can defeat this Immortal Emperor in this way?" If so, then you are too whimsical. ”

Hearing this, everyone pouted in unison, your cultivation has been reduced to a third-level immortal emperor, and your natal immortal weapons have been smashed by Zhao Xiaoning with his brain, you can't hurt him at your peak, and now you still want to go against the sky?

Although you and I are both from the fairy world, we don't think you have the ability to turn the tables.

Zhao Xiaoning chuckled: "You and I have conceded three moves to each other, and we should fight seriously, let you know my strength, hand over your deity!"

The young man's tone was flat, and there was a pride in his eyes, which was the only manifestation of absolute confidence in his own strength.

"The deity?" a certain ninth-level Immortal Emperor was taken aback.

"That's right, Emperor Jing has a clone, how can we forget about it?"

"If the Emperor Jing in front of us is a clone, then how strong is the strength of Emperor Jing's deity?"

Those ninth-level immortal emperors couldn't be calm, they just remembered that Emperor Jing had a clone, and they didn't have to think about it to understand that this Emperor Jing in front of them must be a clone. Because no one will send a deity to play a thing that can be solved with a doppelganger, which is very shameless, otherwise, what's the use of having a doppelganger?

"Zhao Xiaoning, you can beat the clone of this Immortal Emperor so embarrassed, you already have the ability to be proud, and your strength can rank in the top three even in the Immortal Realm!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, and looking in the direction of the sound, I saw Emperor Jing in a golden robe descending from the sky, his expression was extremely flat, even his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, making people not know what they were thinking in their hearts.

Emperor Jing's aura is very powerful, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. That feeling is like a catastrophe, and it is obvious that the current Emperor Jing is no longer the Emperor Jing of the past.

Yes, the aura he exuded made the Snow Emperor feel uncomfortable.

Everyone knows that the real fight has only begun now, and it was just a warm-up. Zhao Xiaoning's strength is certainly very strong, but it is not difficult to see from the breath leaked by Emperor Jing that his strength has also changed dramatically.

In this battle, who will lose and who will win, it is still impossible to make a conclusion!

"Oh, your aura has become stronger, could it be that you have also gained some kind of opportunity?" Zhao Xiaoning's eyebrows rose, and his tone was as flat as ever, but there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

Afraid?

Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss.

With Zhao Xiaoning's character, how could he be afraid of Emperor Jing?

Even if Emperor Jing's strength has improved, but now he is not using his full strength, he really wants to fight with a real master to see how tough he is, no, how tough his strength is.

And the sense of foreboding in his heart is to put it bluntly, it is still related to Emperor Jing's chance, because the secret of his sanctification is learned from Emperor Jing's mouth, if he really gets the opportunity in a famous mountain, it will definitely affect his plan.

What is the plan?

A plan for nine places to be sanctified!

If Emperor Jing really got a place, then he couldn't be merciful, and only by killing him could he snatch that place back.

Emperor Jing snorted lightly: "Does this Immortal Emperor have some kind of opportunity to tell you? I'll ask you now, how do you want to die?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoning rolled his eyes, then shook his head and sighed: "Is it interesting? It's very enjoyable to say this kind of cruel words, isn't it? Your doppelganger has said cruel things several times before, but didn't you always slap yourself in the face? Although he is your doppelganger, doesn't your face hurt? Will this kind of unnutritious dialogue die if you don't say a word? I'll just ask you, will you die?"

Speaking of this, his voice became cold, and his eyes projected a scorching battle intent: "Since you are so ink, then I'll do it first!"

(End of chapter)