The remaining three great supernatural powers are already stunned at the moment, the human race is really terrifying, plus the human ancestor who founded the martial arts who left, and several experienced Tianjiao, the human race has at least ten or so great supernatural powers at this moment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Is this still the newborn Terran? Is this still the Terran race that the two demon saints who fought against the demon clan a hundred years ago were quite difficult?

The Terrans are so terrifying, in just a hundred years or so, there are so many Terrans who are comparable to quasi-saint-level supernatural powers, are we the phantoms, or are the Terrans really blessed?

In fact, it was these great supernatural beings who misunderstood, the human race fighting with them was brought out by Li Mu from the various large and small worlds, and they had most of the luck of a small world, and these human races did not lack the artistic conception of the law, but only a heaven and earth.

In addition, the will is easy to say, difficult to say, in fact, it is no different from the various races to break through the realm of quasi-saints, there are those who have profound roots in the immortal path, after breaking into the quasi-saint, they can even behead the two corpses of good and evil, and enter the late stage of quasi-sainthood in one fell swoop.

The same is true of martial arts, after breaking into the realm of will, you can accumulate thick and thin, you can go from condensation, into small success, into great success, as for the last layer of great perfection, it is to be accumulated endlessly.

"What do you want to do when you wait for the three of you, fight and don't fight, retreat and don't retreat?" Hongchen smiled on his face, but his smile was full of murderous intent.

"Anyway, we're already fighting the Terrans, so let's fight!" said a great supernatural man.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The three of them knew that the Terran martial arts were good at physical combat, although they were also representatives of the powerful flesh in the wilderness, but now it seemed that there was still a lot of gap with the Terran.

Thinking of this, the three of them patted their heads, and the three flowers on the sea of their minds were fully revealed, and one of the three flowers of the great supernatural power was condensed, and it was a great supernatural person in the middle stage of the quasi-saint.

Three lotus flowers protected the body, one of them threw the dust to the red dust, but he was far away, controlling the spirit treasure with the power of the original god, and fighting with the red dust.

Hongchen smiled slightly, and the colorful light in the sleeve robe flew out, fighting with the dust, and he stepped forward, instantly pulling in a lot of distance from it.

"Come and help me yet!" shouted the Psychic Man.

Among them, the great supernatural person with black qi flashing in the green lotus was about to go to help, and a female warrior suddenly stepped out of the ancestral hall of the human race, her voice was beautiful, but it was full of murderous intent: "Who dares to come to the human race to spread wild!"

Without waiting for the man to reply, the female warrior raised her eyebrows, pointed her sword at the great supernatural who went to help, and shouted: "Is that you?

A sword stabbed away, the sword intent was full of killing, full of destruction, the lotus flower was broken, but it was reunited, and after it was reunited, it was broken again.

The great supernatural person who was still worried was immediately overjoyed, and the spiritual treasure in his hand was also quietly put down, ready to fight the enemy, lest someone say that he bullied the woman.

"Be careful!" the great supernatural powerhouse of the middle stage of the quasi-saint shouted urgently, and a mountain spirit treasure was about to be thrown out in his hand.

"Wow!"

Another warrior appeared, silently, until this person spoke, that it attracted everyone's attention: "Fellow Daoist, this behavior is too much." ”

"Who are you?" the Great Psychic of the Quasi-Saint Middle Stage tensed his mind and couldn't help but ask.

In fact, there was an inexplicable voice in his heart guiding him: "Horror!

The warrior is very tall, with a long sword hanging from his waist, his demeanor is sassy, heroic, and he smiles slightly, which makes people feel like a spring breeze: "Poor Dao King Chongyang!"

"Wang Chongyang, Wang Chongyang! Two nines are heavy, ninety-nine are heavy, the sun and the moon are yang, so it is called Chongyang, a good name!" The great supernatural person in the middle stage of the quasi-saint praised it, and then, the words changed and said: "Since the Taoist has entered the Dao Gate, he is not good at practicing Qi and enlightening the Dao, but he walks in the red dust, but he has lost his inferiority!"

The tone was embarrassing, and the words were full of kindness, as if he was persuading Wang Chongyang.

Before Wang Chongyang could answer, the female warrior on the side shouted: "Wang Chongyang, you coward! I'll just ask you, do you dare to go? If you dare to go, I will dare to die!"

Its ambition is strong, not afraid of life and death!

Wang Chongyang smiled bitterly, knowing that she was still not worried about herself, but she couldn't blame her, she could only blame herself for hurting her too deeply.

"Fellow Daoist, let's stay. Wang Chongyang looked at the quasi-saint mid-stage supernatural who was about to move, and said slowly.

"Hmph!" the man just snorted coldly, and then the Yamagata Lingbao slammed directly into Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang was not annoyed, he slapped out with one palm, and the three qi of the spirit and spirit were pervasive, turning into three white lotuses, which were abnormally white, and the three white lotus flowers carried boundless aura towards the mountain shape spirit treasure.

Boom!

Yamagata Reibo crashes back.

"There is a little Taoist friend who is wrong, although the poor Dao has obtained the name of the Dao, but," Wang Chongyang paused, word by word, like Tianyin: "But, the poor Dao is still a martial artist!"

"Is the martial artist very strong, even if you can block the poor path, can you still block the others?" The great supernatural powerhouse in the middle stage of the quasi-saint was furious, and shouted: "If you don't make a move, when will you wait!"

Rumble!

In the void, five figures stepped out, one by one with an aura like an abyss, and the boundless law came out in turmoil all around them, looking at their cultivation, they were no longer under the power of the mid-stage of the quasi-saint.

"Shoot!" shouted a masked would-be saint supernatural powerhouse.

Five innate spiritual treasures came out together, and five rays of light rose into the air, like a colorful river rushing, rolling down, the light of the spiritual treasure was gorgeous, and the terrifying energy vibrated out, with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, to destroy everything!

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Five muffled sounds, like the sound of explosions and thunder, the vision is foggy and blurred, and the slightest aura, out of nothingness, surging abnormally, intertwined with each other, intertwined with each other, flowing in all directions.

Wow!

The five treasures soared into the sky, like an ocean rolled up into the sky, flying towards their respective masters.

"What?"

"There is a great terror in the ancestral hall of the human race!"

"If it is not the best innate spirit treasure, it cannot be destroyed!"

"Invincible, invincible!"

"The ancestral hall of the human race must be broken, otherwise, the human race will prosper in the future, and it will be my time to die!"

The five great supernatural powers of the mid-stage quasi-saint opened their mouths one after another, covering their faces in chaos, making people unable to see their faces clearly, and could only hear a wisp of voice.

"Masked Man, isn't the one behind you still making a move?" A great supernatural person in the middle stage of the quasi-saint looked at the masked man, and his voice was so loud that people couldn't ignore it.

"Yes, if you hadn't sworn that the human race was nothing more than that, how could we have taken action and suffered such a catastrophe?!"

Now, this great supernatural person has regretted it, he knew that this was the case, he shouldn't have been mixed with it, and he was a free immortal, isn't it good?

"Are you sure?" the masked man turned to look at the great psychic man, the mask covering his face, making it impossible to see any expression, just flashing black eyes, making people afraid to stare at it.

"Ugh。。。。。。 ”

"Alright, alright," said a man with white hair and a cane, shaped like an old man's great supernatural circle, "Let's ask the person behind you to help." ”