"Poof!"

The strange dragon seal of pentanol was shattered, and he suffered an unprecedented heavy blow, vomiting blood.

The Thousand Absolute One Punch Dragon Emperor Seal hit a magnificent momentum, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the mighty momentum swept across the world, making people's hearts tremble.

It's just a teenager, but he can burst out with such high-pitched power, which really surprises everyone.

"The dragon that came out with that punch...... It's not ordinary!" the armor man was shocked.

Because the aura that erupted from that swimming dragon was very similar to the aura he felt when he had accidentally entered a forbidden place. And the name of that forbidden place is called the Dragon's Nest.

That's the lair that was once built by a real dragon!

Could it be that what is fought by a thousand peers is the inheritance of the true dragon?

The woman was even more shocked, for she was the closest to Qianju, and knew better than anyone else the shivering sensation that the breath brought her.

"A supreme emperor's breath, the emperor's dragon qi is the best of heaven and earth, it is simply a god-like power. She muttered to herself.

Pentol alcohol, all the killing methods were shattered by a punch, and the martial soul behind him shattered and disappeared like glass, and the position of his chest was deeply dented, and the bones all over his body did not know how many were broken.

"Ahem!" "Ahem!" After amyl alcohol broke an arbor, he couldn't stand up again, and his green robe was stained with blood, sawdust, and dirt, and we were in a mess to the extreme.

He is no longer clean.

Especially a pair of eyes, which are full of blood red, which is unwilling and remorseful.

"How can this be...... "Penyl Alcohol's eyes gradually became blank, but he stared at Qianjue, because he had already guessed that Qianjue had opened a strange vein.

"Strange veins...... The master said that it was not something that could be in the world at all...... How could it be on him......"

The great disciple of the Martial Saint finally died in the past.

Qian Jue looked at pentanol and closed his eyes, and shook his head unconsciously, this is completely pentanol's own fault, he has a big plan, and he has to take action against him.

"Penyl alcohol is like this, how can the Martial Saint not have a great plan?" Qian Jue suddenly thought of the Martial Saint who had been dormant in the Eastern Zhou Empire for decades. He obviously has the strength to fight with the peak cultivators, but he is willing to hide in the mundane mortal realm, and what he thinks is not something that ordinary people can understand.

Perhaps, the national teacher can know what he wants to do, right?

At this time, the master of the cultivators on the other side rushed over.

The earth-shattering blow that had just made a thousand absolute had already alarmed the Eight Directions cultivators, especially the great power, and after feeling that good fluctuation, they were simply shocked.

"The breath of a true dragon?"

A cultivator with a long beard came from the wind and fell from the nine heavens, and the immortal light flickered around him.

He stared at Qianjue for a long time before he spoke: "That blow just now, was it from you, a little doll?"

Seeing that the man was domineering, with infinite disdain in his eyes, he sneered unconsciously, and turned around and walked towards the ranks of the warriors.

This cultivator has at least reached the king realm, and he is not his opponent.

"Bearded King, this kid seems to be ...... A strange vein was opened. ”

Beside him, an ancestor-level cultivator had sharp eyes, and he had already guessed the current situation of Qianjue.

"What?" The long-haired king's eyes widened suddenly, his gaze was extremely sharp, like two sharp arrows shot towards Qianjue, as if he could pierce it at a glance.

Suddenly, a huge coercion pressed towards Qianjue.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of masters in martial arts, and a red-robed king stepped out in one step, and with a wave of his palm, he directly dispersed the fierce qi exerted by the other party.

"You...... You're not dead?"

Huo Ran, the long-haired king, looked at the person who came, and was surprised again.

The red-robed martial arts king is a very powerful figure, I don't know how many cultivators the king realm powerhouses have been killed, and it is even rumored that he has fought with the cultivators who stepped into the immortal realm, and he is extremely powerful.

Didn't you hear that he had been severely injured by that immortal cultivator and had already died? Why did he appear again today? If he had known that this person would appear, he would not have dared to get so close to the martial artist to kill him.

In a battle with the same realm, he was far from being the opponent of the red-robed Martial King. So there was no confidence in his tone.

The red-robed Martial King didn't pay attention to this person, but flashed to Qian Jue's side and said, "You are very good. ”

Qianjue is indeed very good.

At a young age, he broke the myth that no one had broken for I don't know how many years, and opened a strange vein.

"It's a pity that your veins have been shattered. ”

If it weren't for the Thousand Peerless Yuan Veins being shattered by the Severed Finger King's Killing Blow, the combat power that broke out at this moment would definitely be more than the effect that people saw just now.

However, the red-robed Martial King did not feel as sorry for Qian Jue as the armored man and the woman, but continued to add, "Fortunately, there will always be a way for your Yuan Vein to be repaired. All the woes of the present are the blessings of the future. ”

The red-robed king's face is already very old, but his spirit is extremely strong, and there is no half of decay in his body, but twelve points of vitality.

It seems that standing in front of Qianjue is not an old man at all, but a heroic middle-aged man.

"Have you jumped out of the mortal realm and stepped into the divine realm?" This was the first time he had seen a martial arts powerhouse who had stepped into the divine realm.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked to the extreme.

A warrior who has stepped into the realm of the gods!

Even in this era, looking at the entire continent, how many martial artists can step into the divine realm?

"No wonder I didn't ...... dead"

In the cultivator camp, the long-haired king suddenly realized, no wonder he was able to fight with the cultivator who stepped into the immortal realm without dying, it turned out that he had already stepped into the divine realm of martial arts!

The divine realm of a warrior is the same realm as the immortal realm of a cultivator. And in a battle with the same realm, often the warrior will win.

"Oh?"

The red-robed martial god was very surprised that Qian Jue could perceive his own realm, and couldn't help but become more and more interested in Qian Jue.

He smiled and looked at Qianjue, and when he looked at it, his face actually changed.

"No wonder!"

On Qianjue's body, he saw the copper coin, saw the broken Dragon Emperor Seal, and sensed the aura of the Thousand Peerless Immortal Martial Dual Cultivation, and the demonic fire that had been subdued by Qianjue.

And what shocked him the most was that there was a very gloomy aura dormant in Qianjue's body, even he couldn't find out what it was, but he vaguely felt that that thing was too extraordinary, so that it could involve the rotation of heaven and earth!

At this time, a very high-altitude voice suddenly sounded from between heaven and earth: "Since you are here, then don't leave, stay in this heaven and earth forever!"

An old man in a water-clear robe slowly emerged in the void, like a gust of fresh wind.

"Qinglian Sword Immortal!"

When the cultivators saw the old man appear, they were overjoyed.

There is a red-robed martial god in the opponent's martial arts camp, and if there is no immortal on his side, he will naturally suffer.

"I never thought that that time would let you escape, but instead let you cultivate to a higher level. But this time, you won't be so lucky!" Qinglian Sword Immortal looked at the red-robed martial god and said coldly.

The red-robed Martial God smiled and said nothing.

Qinglian Sword Immortal looked at Qian Jue and frowned.

He had never had such an expression, even if he was besieged by more than a dozen martial kings at the same time and almost died, he never frowned, but at this moment, when he saw a thousand uniques, a high mountain was piled up in the center of his eyebrows.

"There is something in the body that should not appear, and a strange vein that should not be opened, and it does not belong to the people of the world. He said coldly: "It does not belong to the world, but it is a variable." The most boring thing in the old man's life is variables, you have to die!"