"Miss, give him a hundred years, this time is too short, isn't it? The world is not a person who has become the master of the world in a hundred years, right? ”

Feng Qing looked at Chen Ling and asked.

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Ling's mouth lifted, revealing a wicked smile.

"I told him it was a hundred years, but I was going to give him a thousand years!" Chen Ling said.

"Miss, a thousand years is also too short, even if it is the top genius, it will take five thousand years to become the master of the world." Feng Qing said.

"Hey......"

Chen Ling sighed heavily, "It's not that I don't give him time, it's that the enemy doesn't give us time!" ”

Feng Qing's expression was stunned, speechless, and he didn't speak again.

There was a look of worry on his face.

"Miss, I still don't understand one thing, since he is the one who wants to become the master, why do he still send the Godhead to him, isn't it that he can't withstand the temptation, what if the Godhead is devoured?" Feng Qing said.

"If he's really that kind of person, then I don't mind killing him myself!"

Speaking of this, Chen Ling's eyes showed two bloody rays.

The murderous intent was chilling, enveloping the surroundings.

Feng Qing's expression changed slightly, and he secretly wiped a cold sweat.

"Alright, go ahead, don't let him find you around! I don't care about anything but the dark spirits, do you understand? Chen Ling said.

"Miss, don't worry, you won't give up!"

After speaking, Feng Qing's figure slowly disappeared.

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……

As soon as the scenery changed, Su Ziyang had already come to the outside of the Shura Ancient Tomb.

Beside him, there stood hundreds of old monsters.

"Meet the Emperor!"

The voice is neat and the demeanor is respectful.

These people are the same old monsters who asked Su Ziyang to wait in the sea of blood mist not long ago, in front of the blood mist.

Seeing this, Su Ziyang was taken aback, and secretly said that it was not good.

"Hoo ......"

His figure disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had already come to the spiritual space and stood above the God Refining Avenue.

I saw that the dove looked at the three old monsters in front of him, sneering all over his face.

These three old monsters are in the Iron Bone Demon Ancestor, Yan Mei, and the Red Ghost Blood King.

Not far away, walking on the ground is none other than the carefree son.

At this moment, he was covered in bruises, and his anger was like a gossamer.

Presumably he was beaten by a dove.

"The three of you, do you think this seat is the master, or do you choose death?"

The spirit dove looked at the three Iron Bone Demon Ancestors and looked at them with a smile.

"Greydove, you...... Don't be complacent, when our master comes out of the ancient tomb, you will regret coming to this world! ”

The Red Ghost Blood King pointed at the spirit dove and scolded.

Hearing this, the dove waved his finger, not taking it seriously at all.

"Come out? We're all trapped here, we can't get out at all, you say cold star, can you still get out? ”

"Even if he comes out, I'm going to beat him to!"

That's just the end of the story.

The dove looked stunned.

I saw that in front of him, at some point, a handsome man appeared.

The moment the Iron Bone Demon Ancestor and the others saw this man, they knelt down at the same time.

"Meet the Emperor!"

The voice is neat and the form is respectful.

The person who came was Su Ziyang.

"Get up!" Su Ziyang put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

"Yes, Emperor!"

The three of them got up and stood in front of Su Ziyang, revealing an arrogant look.

When the dove saw this, his face was full of sneers.

He looked at Su Ziyang and walked over step by step.

"It turns out that you are a cold star, a nine-turn martial immortal, and your strength is good!"

"However, in front of God, you are just a martial immortal, acquaintance, obediently kneel, worship me as the Lord, I can spare your life!"

Lingjiu looked at Su Ziyang, revealing a look that was sure of him.

"Hehe, I'm not thinking about sparing your life." Su Ziyang said lightly.

"This seat? It's what you can call, die! ”

After speaking, the spirit dove extracted the second-grade martial god energy in his body and condensed it into his fist.

"Howl ......"

The fist was like forming a divine dragon, and it was aimed at Su Ziyang and it slammed over.

Terrifying and powerful, seeing the eyes of the three Iron Bone Demon Ancestors, their faces couldn't help but change greatly.

"Emperor, be careful!"

"Die!"

Two voices rang out at the same time.

The dove's face was full of sneers.

However, in the next second, the four of them were stunned at the same time, full of disbelief.

Saw.

"Hoo ......"

A bang rang out.

All the energy from the spirit dove was attracted clean, and there was nothing left.

Su Ziyang stood in place with his hands behind his back, not moving for a moment.

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

The dove looked at this scene with shock in his eyes.

This feeling of déjà vu flooded my mind.

A moment later.

His skin exploded, and beads of sweat rolled down his head.

He pointed at Su Ziyang, his voice trembling, "This...... This is your mental space! ”

What the? Mental space?

When did you come to the Emperor's spiritual space?

This Great Emperor of the Divine Refining Dao can even be included in the spiritual space?

Oh my!

The three Iron Bone Demon Ancestors muttered to themselves.

The shocking appearance is written all over the face.

That kind of unbelief, that kind of shock, that kind of stupidity.

Words can't put it into words.

"Plop!"

A bang rang out.

The dove knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed to Su Ziyang repeatedly.

"My lord, spare your life, spare your life!"

"My lord, I was wrong!"

"Please give me another chance!"

After speaking, the dove knelt down in front of Su Ziyang again and kept kowtowing.

Su Ziyang was indifferent to this scene.

He looked at the dove coldly, and the corners of his mouth were full of sneers.

"This seat gives you a chance, and it is not impossible, let this seat enter your spiritual space! Fair play with you! Su Ziyang said.

As soon as these words came out.

Whether it was the spirit dove or the Iron Bone Demon Ancestor, the three of them were all stunned at the moment.

"Emperor, no, he has reached the god level, his soul has been tempered, presumably the spiritual space is extremely stable, and when he enters it, there is no return!"

"Emperor, think twice, Emperor!"

The three of them knelt down in front of Su Ziyang and began to admonish.

For the exhortation of the three people, Su Ziyang just snorted coldly and immediately shut up.

The dove plucked out his ears, full of disbelief.

Is this cold star, is your brain convulsive? Do you even dare to enter other people's spiritual space?

Could he be confident that he could come out of it?

No way!

Breaking through the mental space of others, except for the strength of a hundred times, otherwise, it is simply impossible.

In that case, it is as you wish.

Thinking so, the spirit dove stood up, and with a wave of his right hand, a teleportation vortex appeared in front of Su Ziyang in an instant.

"Your Excellency, please!" The dove makes a gesture of please.

"Humph!"

Su Ziyang snorted coldly, took a big stride, and walked directly into the teleportation whirlpool.

The figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"Hey......"

When the three Iron Bone Demon Ancestors saw this scene, they sighed again and again, and their expressions were sluggish.

When the dove saw this scene, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"The three of you wait, when this seat destroys your master, and then come to you to settle the score!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the dove's face changed drastically.

He pressed his head, panic and panic flashing.

His figure flashed, and he disappeared in an instant.

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