Tujing was still reluctant to take that sip of wild tea, so he refilled a cup for himself.

The tea poured into the cup, the sound was crisp, and a slight heat overflowed the mouth of the cup, rising up, hovering three feet away from the cup, turning into a sword with only faint outlines.

Gou Luo's eyes were slightly dark, and he stared at the misty qi sword with a stern expression, as if looking at a giant beast of the wilderness.

The ripples in the cup were faint, and the golden tea leaves floated, faintly glowing with golden light. Tuzang holds the cup, and sniffs lightly with the tip of the nose. Pleasant.

Call!

Like spring flies over the willows.

Emperor Tujing gently blew away the tea leaves floating on the water as he usually tasted tea.

The tea leaves shook slightly, and then swayed. With this blow was the mist-colored air sword.

The misty qi sword left the teacup, and the edge was a thunderous masterpiece at a glance.

The tip of the sword rattled, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Goluo's chest.

This sword had been brewing since Emperor Tujing's poisoning, and it was not until the tide of spiritual power recoiled and pushed his cultivation to a new level that it could not be stopped.

It can be said that it is the most powerful sword in his life! An incomparable momentum swept through the hall, and then burst out of the windows, curtains, and even the cracks in the tiles.

With a bang, it shattered the green leaves on the periphery of the entire building.

In the face of this sword, there was no wave on Gou Luo's face. There is only a hint of disdain. This made Tu Jing a little flustered.

Goluo's half-squinted eyelids lifted without warning, and two rays of essence swung out from the faint blue pupils and converged at the bridge of his nose, forming a sword like flowing fire.

Sou!

The last to come first, intercept the misty air sword!

In an instant, the two swords met!

There are no stormy waves, no storms, and no thunder.

Tu Jing drained the wild tea in the cup in one gulp, his face was as pale as dirt, he sighed, picked up another packet of medicinal powder, and poured it into his mouth.

The rest of the tea in the pot, along with the tea leaves, was poured into the belly.

He was defeated, convinced!

The moment his misty qi sword swung up, he lost, but he was not reconciled and always wanted to give it a try.

It wasn't until that small sword like fire shattered the sword that he had condensed with his life's cultivation that he finally knew that he had really underestimated Goluo.

Gou Luo was very satisfied with Emperor Tujing's performance. Tujing is also like a teacher and a father to him. That's why he chose this way to break him down.

"I don't want you to admit defeat, I want you to admit that I am qualified to become the new generation of Saint Emperor of the Sea of Stars!"

Tu Jing chose to be silent. In order to get him to speak, all cruel means were exhausted.

......

......

"What kind of man is he?"

Tujing suddenly asked Xue Ji. Yukihime knew who the person he was asking was.

"Very young, a little ruffian, even a little naughty, very impulsive, reckless!"

Almost all of them were derogatory, but Tu Jing listened to them with relish, and even struggled to squeeze out a smile, trying to knead the appearance of the two saints in his mind.

"Like, really like ......" The jingling of iron chains is the trembling of smiles. "When I went back and told him, I said that Tujing supported him and told him not to bother with me. ”

"Can I still get out?" said Yukihime with a wry smile.

"Don't worry, he won't dare to kill you!"

"Your Excellency still understands me!"

The slave went and returned, and with him came Goro.

"You know the purpose for me to leave you, the inheritance of the two saints, is mine. Gora stopped in front of Yukihime with a charming smile. "That subordinate of yours has already sent out a distress signal by pretending to be smart, and I'm also very curious, the guy you just described seems to be useless, how did he get into the eyes of the two saints!"

Indeed, at the last moment, Jin Qiao shook out a wisp of divine soul from his forehead and disappeared into the air. This is Jin Qiao's secret method, she did not hesitate to lose her cultivation and pass on the information, but she never thought that this was the purpose of Goluo.

"You'll regret it, messing with someone you shouldn't have messed with!"

"You're talking about that waste, a Qinghui realm, the inheritance of the two saints has created a Qinghui realm in him, a tyrannical thing, if it is inherited on me, I can open up a new realm. ”

Yukihime glanced at Gora disdainfully. "Idiot!"

After saying these two words, he sat down in front of Tujing and never said a word again.

Goluo threw his sleeves and left.

The two slaves also withdrew.

There was a rumbling machine, and it was the sound of the door closing.

......

Qian Zhijiao killed all the way, rushed to Yuwen Chengling's camp, and went straight to Dong Tianshun's camp.

Dong Tianshun is the force of the Eastern Emperor Aoki faction on the bright side of the starry sea, and he has always behaved in a good manner, acting like a good man.

Neither to engage in friction with the natives of the Nakshatra Sea, nor to split with the forces of the other four emperors of the Endless Sea, since the Nakshatra Sea, he entertained himself, enjoying flowers and fishing every day, so comfortable.

Chao Co and Citizen accompany each other every day, and they are all salty and faded out of the birds.

"General, let's fish every day, can you stand it?"

"It's rare to be pure, how can you stand it, you guys, you are born to work hard, enjoy flowers and fish, what an elegant thing, now it's rare to have time, learn more!"

Dong Tianshun stroked his beard under his chin and said with a smile. Dressed in cloth clothes and wearing a bamboo silk hat on his head, he really looks like an old man who has returned to the countryside.

Fishing at the seaside is not only windy and waves, but also possible to be attacked by demon cultivators hiding under the reef. But Dong Tianshun didn't seem to care.

It's not that there are no fierce monsters under the sea, it's just that they sensed the murderous aura on the reef from a distance and walked around the road.

So, fishing really became fishing.

Citizen took out a pot of wine and drank it sullenly, but he always felt that it was not a taste. I had heard that there was a spirit grass wine brewed by demons in the Star Sea, which was mellow and charming, and I was going to grab some to drink after I docked, but it turned out that these demon cultivators who could brew spirit grass wine were served by a guy named Xie Tian, and there was no jar of wine left.

was so angry that Citizen wanted to find Xie Tian desperately!

It's not good for wine, and it's not good for fishing. I was so bored that I squatted on the ground, drowning ants with spit, looking at the ants struggling with saliva, hehe, and giggled.

The camp is tucked away in the towering ancient woods not far from the coast, and the tents set up look like giant mushrooms.

The red armors are busy with their own things, cultivating, on duty, and on guard!

Suddenly!

Woohoo!

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, the red armor in charge of guarding was crooked, his chest was pierced by an arrow, and he fell down without even having time to make a sound.

can sneak attack the red-armored god general, what a rebellious archer should be!

Hundreds of meters away from the camp, Panlong put down the bow and crossbow in his hand and said in a low voice: "General, the sentry has been pulled out, and you can charge at any time!"

Qian Zhijiao walked out of the crowd with a slightly cold face.

"Dong Tianshun is not in the camp, it is a good opportunity for a sneak attack, sneak closer, and then attack and kill!"

"Yes!"

The towering ancient trees, as well as the vines everywhere, hid Dong Tianshun's camp, but at the same time, they also hid the red armor of Qian Zhiframe.

Thousands of red armor silently touched the camp, and with the order of the coiling dragon, they jumped out.

The two anxious red armor in the camp came out to solve the problem, and as soon as they took out the guy, they were beheaded by the people who jumped out of the vines, and they didn't even think that they would die, and they could lose their lives if they came out to pee.

There was a guy who was more stubborn, probably thinking that he could still save it, and let out a scream unwillingly, in exchange for a rain of swords.

This shout alarmed the red armor in the camp. You can see how quickly they respond to the training.

From reaction to formation, that is, in a breath!

Seeing that Xingzang had been exposed, the people of Qian Zhijiao simply showed their bodies, waved their weapons, and killed the camp.

It is also a red armor, and it is only identified by the golden embroidery on the soft armor.

Thousands of red armors were slaughtered together in an instant, under the ancient trees, on the branches, and even on the crowns, there were human figures.

The clanging of weapons, the sound of fighting, and the sonic boom of power grinding all together.

In the Endless Sea, the Red Hui Realm can seal the generals, gray, white, red, and orange, all of which are lieutenants. Starting from the Red Hui Realm, yellow, blue, blue, and purple are all generals.

As a watershed between lieutenants and generals, Honghui Realm has a strength that should not be underestimated, and its spiritual power can already reach the realm of being able to send out freely.

Six thousand red armor melee on both sides, how grand the scene is.

Grand also represents blood, at this time, the spiritual power of the red armor of both sides is agitated, almost without reservation, a knife or a sword is slashed, and there is wind and thunder.

The slightest lack of reaction is a difference in the body. In the various spaces of the ancient forest, clouds of blood mist erupted from time to time.

In the Eastern Emperor camp, there are many wood-based monks, and the qi emitted by swords is mostly green.

In the Northern Emperor camp, there are many monks in the water system, and their spiritual power is like the blue sea.

It is also mixed with the spiritual power of other monks such as metal, fire, and earth.

The five colors are mixed, although they are like fireworks, but because they are too tragic, they can't be appreciated.

Qian Zhijiao's men and horses came prepared, occupied a dominant position in their hearts, and fought extremely fiercely. However, Dong Tianshun's people were in a hurry to wait for work, and they were slightly disadvantaged in the first battle, but they were quickly reversed.

The figure of the coiling dragon appeared in the camp in a flash, his palms flew up, and he immediately walked out of a bloody path.

Qian Zhijian stepped forward and walked along the bloody road.

Boom Boom!

Obviously his steps were slow, but he passed through the camp in an instant, and the tents behind him were frozen into ice sculptures by the huge cold air, and then shattered by a force.

Countless red armor with blue flames on their bodies rushed out of the tent, howling hoarsely, turning into ice sculptures that were braving the cold air!

On the coast, Dong Tianshun suddenly frowned.

The rod was driven deep into the rock, and at the end of the line, a large golden carp fluttered its powerful tail and swayed three feet from the water.

Dong Tianshun's figure disappeared in an instant, Chao Cuo and Citizen were shocked, and their figures disappeared on the coast.

Before arriving at the camp, I felt the smell of a biting chill, mixed with a strong smell of blood.

The ancient woods were covered with hoarfrost, and terrified red-armored monks could be seen everywhere, but their bodies were covered with a layer of ice. Dong Tianshun's eyes were cracked, and he didn't have to think about it to know whose handiwork it was.

The figure rose into the sky, stretched out his hands, and used attribute spiritual power as a medium to quickly urge the already scorched ancient tree to grow branches again.