When he saw Dugu Ming clutching Luo Xian, who couldn't move all over his body, like a wooden stake, appeared, the flame of hope in Emperor Shakti's heart that was barely struggling was completely extinguished.

The feeling in my heart, for a while, really can't be described in words.

An ordinary person with outstanding ability, in just a hundred years, has accumulated wealth and resources, which is a number that is very easy to make people's eyes red and their hearts black.

Moreover, he has lived in this world for 2,000 years.

The so-called resources, in addition to the glittering gold, silver and jewelry, also have the accumulation of personnel.

Emperor Shakti, this guy, is not very qualified.

But after living for 2,000 years, the super skills accumulated over time have made his vision quite profound.

Except for the true geniuses, mediocre talents could never enter the eyes of Shakti.

Maybe this is also what it lacks in itself, and what is really rare.

The loss of gold and silver treasures is painful for a while.

However, with his martial arts, no matter how much he loses, one shot is enough to make up for it.

But the loss of personnel genius is not so easy to recover.

Now he is by his side, and he can be called a powerful assistant, all of whom are geniuses he has found out one by one in the past two thousand years.

This is also the reason why he was able to pass on the Sacred Heart Formula, which has the effect of prolonging life and resurrecting the dead, to Luo Xian.

"I'll kill you!" Emperor Shakti could no longer be calm, and the Sacred Heart Technique Skill accumulated for two thousand years all burst out.

The figure crossed the infinite space and leaped to the top of Wei Wuji's head.

A leg full of strength cut through the space, causing the air to flow, blowing an endless wind that seemed to blow a large living person into a white bone.

"You old monster, you don't have much qualifications, but the accumulation of time is really enough to take advantage." The wind god leg issued by Emperor Shakti, whether it is the suppression of the power or the wind god leg itself, the artistic conception of the wind represented by it has reached the realm of the ancients.

Even if the founder of the Wind God Leg, the Three Absolute Old Men is resurrected, in front of the Wind God Leg of Emperor Shakti, he will only be ashamed of himself.

Maybe you'll be indignant.

The martial arts created by oneself, and those used by others, are many times stronger than themselves.

was supposed to be a grandfather, but he became a grandson in an instant.

As far as that psychological gap is concerned, I am afraid that I am really ashamed and angry, and I will no longer have the face to live in this world.

It can only be said that this old monster who has accumulated skills with age is really too bullying.

Normal people spend their lives in poverty, and what they have learned from studying and understanding is just a sudden time for him.

It's no wonder that this old monster can say such a sentence - no matter how great the kung fu is, it is all temporary.

This side of the world with hundreds of millions of people can be qualified to say this.

I broke my fingers and calculated, there were only three or four people, and they were all old monsters who were old and didn't die, tossing all day long.

"You rabbit cub, don't give me any nonsense!" Hearing Wei Wuji mention the matter of qualifications, it was like stabbing Emperor Shakti's lungs.

It is true that there are two thousand years of accumulated skills, and there are few people in this world who can beat themselves.

But if it weren't for this terrible martial arts qualification, would he have spent so much time?

As a result, later, Wu Wu, who had practiced martial arts for 20 years, was beaten hard.

Now it's even better, you little rabbit cub who is no more than 20 years old, not only dare to do it, but also dare to dig the old bottom directly.

In addition to the killing intent, Emperor Shakti's heart was full of remorse.

If he could be a little more vigilant and start ahead of time before this rabbit cub grows up, and slaughter this rabbit cub, there won't be so many things.

"Even if you say that the world is reversed today, you can't imagine that you can escape from the hands of this seat and get your life." Shakti was determined, and for two thousand years, he had never had such murderous intent as he did now.

Even many years ago, Wu Wuwu, who had been seriously injured and had been sleeping for forty years, did not seem to have such murderous intent towards Wei Wuji.

This kid is so rebellious that he has suffered a big loss that he has never suffered in two thousand years.

"It's no wonder that among the top ten martial arts, there are strong legs, and it turns out that they are against you." One leg, not only has a strong leg, but also has the essence of the dragon's leg, and the wind god leg of the emperor Shakti collided together.

Whether it was the first or the rear, the two legs met together in the turbulence of the vigorous flight, almost at the same time, in the same orbit.

Emperor Shakti's body was unstable, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, but in this leg competition, he fell behind.

If it weren't for the ice sculpture mask on his face, the flushing on his face would still be clearly visible even if he was eight hundred feet away.

is not only ashamed, but also angry.

This scene is really a bit familiar to Emperor Shakti.

When I first fought with Wu Wuving, it seemed that there was such a situation.

Damn the top ten martial arts, damn Xuanwu true skills, is it his natural nemesis?

Even more domineering, even crazy power, transmitted to the palm of the hand.

Bu Jingyun, who was holding a peerless sword, was stunned for a moment.

He was all too familiar with this power.

This is the power of the cloud palm.

Today is the day of the 600-year-old Divine Dragon, and the natural ability it carries gathers boundless waves of clouds in the sky.

With the Seven Martial Arts Slaying Dragons, this thick layer of clouds and waves also seems to have receded.

However, as the Emperor's cloud-draining palm emanated, the denser and thicker waves of clouds converged on the sky again.

Emperor Shakti's shot was definitely a supreme true character, an undying murderous intent.

If you let this kid live today, you won't have a good life for him.

If this Long Yuan is given by Wei Wuji, his final advantage against Wei Wuji will no longer exist.

And the growth rate of this kid's strength is quite amazing, and he can compete with himself today.

The next time they meet, it is difficult to guarantee whether this kid's skills will grow again.

If he can really grow again, he is afraid that he will suffer.

"Mixed Yuan Palm!" Leg to leg, palm to palm, since the palm, it is naturally the most familiar mixed yuan palm.

In the sense of bursts, the big hand that covers the sky and the sun slowly appears.

The light, which was already hindered by the gathering of clouds and mist, blocked it even higher when this big hand struck.

In the clouds and mist, the scope of the giant hand's existence is completely a darkness that cannot be seen with five fingers in sight.

Fortunately, in this battle, those who are qualified to watch the battle are all masters.

It will not affect its vision because of the obstruction of light.

Otherwise, you really can't see your fingers, and your eyes are black.

What is a real master?

Those who have the ability to kill are nothing.

Being able to use his own skills, every move, can affect the heavens and the earth, this is the real master who stands at the peak and is superb.

"Stop playing these tricks, take out your housekeeping skills, let's let go of our hands and feet, and fight hard, what's the matter." A long drink infused with at least eight successful powers really dispersed the boundless darkness.

This old thing, with two thousand years of skill, really stimulated, is really built.

Up to now, Wei Wuji has really let go of his hands and feet, this place is far away from the mainland, except for those brought by himself and Emperor Shakti, there are no other lives, but there is no need to scruples, and he can fight happily.

Even if the fight is turned upside down, this vast sea is enough to carry the strength of the two of them.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" At this moment, he was already forced by Wei Wuji to have no way out.

Emperor Shakti, who has always liked to convince people with his wit, is also rare to be arrogant.

"I think it's more appropriate for us to roll as far as we can." Dugu Ming came to the side of Broken Waves and said a little cautiously.

The battle between these two seems to have entered a formal fight.

This kind of strength level is certainly a rare experience.

But the aftermath of the battle that spread unintentionally is not something that anyone can bear.

Broken Lang raised his eyes and glanced at him, and stepped out, not knowing how much distance he had.

At this time, I don't hurry up and run away, and I still have nonsense.

Looking at the figure of Broken Waves running away without hesitation, Dugu Ming skipped a touch of sadness in his heart.

"You try this trick again." Emperor Shakti's cloud palm, the wind god's legs, and the serial attack, an artistic conception that communicates the origin of the world, are constantly fused.

"Have you seen the battle of the Absolute Divine Palace?" Wei Wuji raised his eyebrows upward, and the artistic conception of the wind and clouds displayed by Emperor Shakti made it clear that it was a combination of wind and clouds, and Moke was immeasurable.

"In this world, there is anything that can be hidden from this seat." Shakti laughed.

Unconsciously, he had already suffered many losses in the hands of this kid, either openly or secretly.

This time can surprise this kid, and it can be regarded as a game for him to pull back.

He may not have realized that in the depths of his thinking, he already regarded Wei Wuji as an opponent of the same level.

This unconscious change was of great significance to the arrogant Emperor Shakti.

"Then let's see, which of us has more clever means." The waves of blood are hooked, like a big sun, shining in the glory of eternity, a dragon and a tiger, staggered out.

The two kinds of wind and clouds that should not have appeared in this world, at the moment of appearance, the aura of danger like the destruction of the world made everyone living in this world can't help but jump in their hearts.

"Storm and Storm Moko are immeasurable?" In a certain hidden place, Nameless couldn't help but feel a particularly familiar aura while his heart was beating.

"This kind of power can only be sent out by Uncle Shi. What opponents did he encounter? Or is it that the thousand-year catastrophe has already begun? "Whatever the conjecture was, it made it impossible for Nameless to sit still.

"Senior sister, I know what happened back then, and it hurt you a lot. After hearing your news, I also came to see you sincerely. "Fidgeting nameless, decided to be impatient no longer.

It's a good thing to be patient, but in the face of urgency, it's a waste of time.

"But I can't wait for you now, whether it's out of the responsibility of the people of Shenzhou or the disciples of the Sword Sect, I can't sit idly by."