"Shameless—"

Su Daji was furious and drunk. 35xs debut

The dignified immortal martial artist actually made a move on a transcendent two-heaven monk, regardless of his identity and self-esteem.

As a strong man, you should have the majesty of a strong man.

No one else dares to talk, this is Xianwu, how many people dare to provoke?

Immortal martial arts cannot be humiliated!

Today, Xianwu is the top person in the inner domain of the Great Netherworld, and even in the entire Great Netherworld, he is a top-level existence. Every word and deed carries a law.

"Little girl, you're looking for death—dare to talk to me like this?"

A living fossil looked indifferent and glanced at Su Daji.

Suddenly, Su Daji's whole body trembled and coughed up blood.

"If you can do it, you won't let anyone say it?"

Li Bai saw that Su Daji had been hit hard, and roared angrily.

Poof-

The next moment, the living fossil also glanced at him, and then he flew sideways, the light dimmed, and he spurted several mouthfuls of blood.

"The weak are not qualified to speak, how can we act, and we still need you to point fingers?"

The living fossil was cold and ruthless, looking at insects, glancing at Li Bai and Su Daji and others, he didn't care anymore.

"Kill—"

Bai Qi was more direct, and he made a move towards Xianwu.

Bump –

Then, he was even more miserable, he was also looked at, but half of his body exploded. Although the body was reassembled in time, it was still hit hard.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding monks did not dare to speak even more.

The power of immortal martial arts!

"He is the emperor, if you do this, are you not afraid of being liquidated?"

Yang Jian's expression was gloomy, these living fossils were really not so easy to deal with.

He is already a half-step immortal martial artist, and he is still vulnerable in the face of living fossils.

The existence of this level can only be dealt with by the Cloud Fairy and Zhuang Zhou. The other Sovereigns of the Ancient Alliance are no rivals.

"Junior, you should be glad that you have a good backer-"

The living fossil, which only had a few hairs, glanced at Yang Jian and said lightly.

The implication is that if it weren't for the jealousy of Yunxiao Fairy and Zhuang Zhou, Yang Jian would have been beaten to the ground of scum.

In fact, several living fossils wanted to do it and kill Yang Jian. Because this young man has great potential, he is already a half-step immortal martial artist, once he breaks through to the immortal martial level, few people at the same level can rival him. Starting

And the monkey, still jumping, has been suppressed several times, and is still fighting.

This is also a potential wizard who is about to break through to Xianwu.

"Kill—"

Xia Yu was furious and tried his best to fight against the might of Xianwu.

Xianwu!

It's terrifying, this is the seventh realm of monks, ranking above the acquired realm, the innate realm, the grandmaster realm, the god realm, the great emperor realm, and the transcendent realm, and it is an immortal god in the true sense.

Its strength is really superb.

If according to the mythology of the world, Xianwu is equivalent to the earth immortal in myths and legends, because this is a field, each heavy heaven, in fact, corresponds to a subdivided realm, but for simplicity, people are used to calling it Xianwu one heavy heaven, two heavens....

"Tsk-tsk-the so-called emperor, vulnerable-"

The hunchbacked old man sneered, his eyes were indifferent, and he was ready to die. Flash Dance

Puff –

The chaotic qi around Xia Yu collapsed, and the Great Destruction Sword trembled, he was only beyond the Extraordinary Double Heaven, and he was not the opponent of Xianwu at all.

Although, in his last battle in the human realm, he also killed several immortals. But it was the power of the blessings of the three holy relics, and he temporarily gained a part of the power of the condensed relics of the holy relics.

With his own strength alone, in front of Xianwu, he is like an ant. (Initial launch, domain name (remember _ three.)

"Old thing, you should die—if you fight with me, I'll kill you and slaughter the dogs—"

Xia Yu coughed up blood, cracks appeared all over his body, and the crutches were still far away from him, but he was almost unable to withstand the power of immortal martial arts, and his body was about to collapse.

Blood does not flow like money, towards the outflow.

"If yes, if - unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world. We are better than you, so I can control your destiny-" The old woman laughed, covered the sky with her palm, and grabbed Xia Yu.

Xia Yu suddenly felt that the surrounding void was coming with infinite power, which was about to crush him.

"Ah—if Heaven gives me ten thousand years, I will surely cut them all. No, just give me a thousand years, a thousand years is enough, hate-"

Xia Yu roared, he knew that this time, most of them were going to be hated.

He underestimated the immortal martial arts of the Great Netherworld, and regardless of his identity, he directly attacked him. The realm gap is too big to be bridged.

And his real backer, Huang Jiu'er, has not come at the moment, which can only show that she has been restrained. Even, these old guys are afraid that it is not only as simple as dealing with him, but it may even be a game against Huang Jiu'er.

After all, the outer region is lonely on the periphery of the Great Netherworld, and it has always been a problem for some big forces in the inner region, like the sword of the Son of Heaven hanging above their heads, which may be cut down at any time.

Once the phoenix wine is killed, the threat is gone, and the outer regions can be swept away.

"After all, I'm still too optimistic—"

Xia Yu realized that he was able to enter the inner realm, and the kings of the outer realm of the past dynasties were able to enter the depths of the great underworld, completely by virtue of his enthusiasm and the secret deterrent power of Huang Jiu'er.

Otherwise, as soon as you enter the Inner Domain, you will be killed.

For example, these shameless immortals in front of him.

At this moment, many people sighed lightly.

The emperor of the outer lands is in a desperate situation. The end of the hero, desolate!

"Don't be ashamed, even if you are given 100,000 years, your uncle will always be your uncle-"

The hunchbacked old man said indifferently, to carry out a lore, behead this emperor, drain his essence blood, as a study.

The descendants of the Emperor of Heaven are naturally not simple and worth studying.

In the blood, there may be a secret to breaking through to the Holy Ancestor, and this secret is enough to make countless immortal martial artists crazy.

Boom –

In the void, Huang Jiu'er's red clothes were stained with blood, and he stared coldly at the several immortals in front of him: "If you do this, you are not afraid of being liquidated?

"Reckoning??In the Mythical Era, Emperor Xia did cover the sky with one hand, but unfortunately, he had already fallen. You are so persistent, what do you get in the end?"

An old antique said indifferently.

"Very well, then you will have to bear the consequences-"

Huang Jiu'er gritted her teeth and roared angrily.

"The consequences?hahaha-we didn't see it, but you and your so-called emperor, there will be results soon-" Another old antique sneered, at this time, he still wants to threaten us?

Woo woo –

At this moment, Huang Jiu'er took out a broken jade horn, only the size of a palm, full of cracks.

She blew her horn!

Suddenly, the whole hell shook.

"Emperor Summer's True Dragon Horn—how is it possible, isn't it already broken?"

The old antiques were shaken.

Click,

In the underworld, in the unknown, a click sounded.

A skeleton dressed in an ancient, broken red armor stood up, its eyes flickering with a faint light, and struggled to stand up, and gradually, overflowing with stronger and stronger aura.

"Who blew the trumpet, woke me up?"

He whispered, chanting ancient war songs, as he stepped through the air in the direction from which the trumpet had come from.

"Veterans don't die, and their fighting spirit doesn't die—"

In a dilapidated ruin, a figure condensed, dressed in ancient battle armor, stepped away.

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