The sixth realm of the king realm, the quasi-peerless realm of the mortal realm!

"This is a real old monster, I didn't expect that this time the Great Sage Tomb of the Demon Clan was opened, and even he was lured. ”

"Count the time, it's time for him to fall!"

"If you can live until now, I'm afraid that you have used the Yuan Stone of the Blood Refining Demon Sect to seal it for a period of time. ”

The strongest people at the peak of the King Realm can live for 5,000 years, and if they have a special physique, they will live even longer.

Wang Ting imagined for a moment, after five thousand years, even a pig should become a sperm, not to mention that even if he is a senior brother who is bloody, he will definitely not be much weaker.

Fugui twisted and ran back from not far away, and as soon as it entered the place, it felt a great sense of fear.

For fear that Wang Ting's mind would be hot, he would jump into this fire pit with him, and it now has no original cultivation.

Seeing the arrival of a party force, its pair of dog eyes were also filled with a trace of fear, if it was caught by other forces, a dog soup would not be able to run, and the best case would be to be thrown into it by these big people to go to the thunder.

Regarding this dog's thoughts, Wang Ting knows it and doesn't say it, after all, it will be inherited by others, and it will be a little too much to say if he pits other people's war pets again.

Although Wang Ting has never regarded wealth as a saint's war pet, he can't stand the number of treasures that make people greedy.

Not to mention the super treasure, but the forbidden secret technique is not available to ordinary people.

This kind of treasure is a treasure of the foundation level even in the Holy Sword Sect.

And on the Void Ancient Chariot, as this old king appeared, he walked down step by step, and the vitality in the void converged, condensing into ninety-nine steps.

A momentum slowly woke up from him, from an old man who was about to die to now his momentum was like an ancient dragon!

"The junior Blood Refining Demon Sect sealed the passing water, and came to ask for medicine today. "He was very old, but his voice was as powerful as that of his prime.

The others couldn't figure out who the old king was talking to.

Could it be that the Great Sage of the Demon Clan in the ruins is not dead? That is really a little terrifying.

But after thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was impossible, if the Great Sage of the Demon Clan was still alive, one of the strong people present would be counted as one, and none of them would be able to escape.

This is a world-strong person who can create a holy land-level force that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years!

Even if it is a demon clan, no one can ignore it.

As soon as the voice fell, the heavens and the earth were stagnant!

The sealed water moved, and the vitality between heaven and earth converged and exploded from his body, and the immeasurable divine light formed a pillar of vitality light that penetrated the sky and the earth. He was physically strong, and at this moment he began to shine.

It seems that when he returned to the top, his body became full, his sparse white hair became thick and black, and what everyone saw was a middle-aged man, with a face like a crown of jade, a majestic figure, but his shoulders were against the moon, his eyes were no longer cloudy, full of that self-confident look, and his breath was domineering and invincible.

Blood Refining Demon Sect - Sealing the Passing Water, when he was young, he was a real top celestial pride, and he once overwhelmed the current generation.

But nearly 5,000 years have passed, he is no longer young, this battle he spent his foundation, burning his blood back to the peak, if it doesn't work today, I'm afraid this person will fall.

A simple three-legged god tripod appears from the void, on the pitch-black wall, depicting a variety of ancient and mysterious ancient beasts, there are strange-looking three-legged birds called the golden crow, stout coiled hideous ancient beasts resemble a dragon, strange blooming magical flowers, open their mouths to choose people to eat...... Complex and born, the small body, all-encompassing, endless, seems to have the meaning of endless.

This kind of treasure is no longer something that ordinary people can sacrifice, ordinary weapons in the process of refining, repeatedly tempered, if lucky, or strong, can temper some special treasures, this kind of weapon, contains the rhyme.

For example, the special utensils such as 'Ding', 'Tower', 'Gourd', 'Tai Chi', and 'Zhong', once successfully condensed, will have extremely special magical powers, which are intertwined with the Great Dao Heritage, which is extremely terrifying, but this kind of utensils is extremely difficult to refine successfully.

It is often difficult to refine it for hundreds of years or even to death, the most important thing is the material, the material of any treasure will not be simple, it is definitely a fairy gold divine material, like some refining masters in the mouth of the garbage is even more nonsense.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, let alone such a treasure, if it can be easily refined, it will be rotten on the street long ago.

Of course, it doesn't mean that if you get a lot of immortal gold gods, you will definitely be able to temper them, but it still depends on yourself.

As soon as it appeared, it showed a colorful glow, flowing out wisps of Daoyun, and the power covered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the towering peaks began to collapse, and the earth sank an inch in unison.

Wang Ting and the others looked shocked, and the treasures of the bottom level were dispatched, this power was beyond ordinary people's imagination, and such a power was the only one Wang Ting had ever seen in his life.

If it weren't for the strong man who took action and joined forces to protect Ping'an City, Ping'an City, which had been inherited for thousands of years, would be destroyed today.

As soon as this tripod appeared, it immediately shocked the four seats, and Yao Zhenwu of Great Xia exclaimed: "The Holy Soldier of the World is all things in the tripod." ”

The Holy Lord Clan Disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land was also shocked.

What is a holy soldier? A divine weapon condensed by a sage.

What is a hand-me-down? It is immortal through thousands of eons and will not be damaged after thousands of years.

This is the real essence of this top force, and once the heirloom saint soldier comes out, it can suppress all unsubordination and sweep the world.

Fugui's eyes were full of greed, and he whispered: "Boy, you can help me get this Wanwu Ding, this god will give you a great creation, which can make you ......"

"Can I die without a place to be buried?"

Wang Ting's body stiffened, what kind of joke, not to mention whether this heirloom saint soldier could be taken by himself, even if he put it in front of him, he couldn't keep it.

Still get it?

An old king at the peak of his hand is holding a holy soldier, and even if a peerless powerhouse of the Tongtian Realm comes, he will hate it.

At the moment, a hundred Wang Ting are tied together, which is not enough to seal the passing water with a finger.

It's better to take over all things?

Fugui saw that Wang Ting didn't react, and he didn't continue to speak, but just stared in the direction of Wanwuding, greedy dog eyes, and a slightly open dog mouth flowed out of the horn, looking greedy.

Since ancient times, the mountains and rivers of Dingzhen Kyushu, in ancient times, there was a world-strong "Yu" to control the water.

Lijiuding, Kyushu, Dingzhen Kyushu mountains and rivers.

What's more, the royal family has always inherited and sacrificed, and they have used tripods.

Including now, when the children of some family juniors open the foundation of martial arts, they will also worship their ancestors, and they also use tripods.

Compared with other divine weapons, the existence of Ding is somewhat transcendent.

As soon as all things came out, the vitality between heaven and earth was firmly fixed, and the door of the main hall, which was constantly closing, stopped there.

The martial artists below, whether they are powerhouses in the King Realm or masters in the Innate Grandmaster Realm, are like carrying a mountain on their backs.

The seal of the passing water drank violently, the sound moved the universe, the mountains and rivers collapsed, showing the peerless power, and all things bloomed with immeasurable divine light, suppressing the tomb of the great sage of the demon clan below.

He burned his qi and blood back to the peak, and now that everything was in his hands, it was his only chance.

He has been in the Northern Regions for 5,000 years, and when he was young, he was the top genius in the Northern Regions, so he naturally would not be willing to die of old age.

In this demon clan's great sage tomb, there must be a life-sustaining holy medicine!