Chapter 210: Two Hundred and Ten. There are many doubts6
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Gu Jingman's strength and savagery obviously completely angered the old man Xuanyou, he was no longer so scruples, although he didn't kill Gu Jingman, he was also quite ruthless, and he could hurt Gu Jingman every time
Gu Jingman's physique is a little special, no matter how many injuries she suffers, she can recover quickly, but after a long time, she will definitely not be able to persevere, and she will inevitably be caught by the old man Xuanyou.
Mo Wen naturally saw this, Gu Jingman was able to do this, it was not easy.
"Let's do it." Mo Wen said with a solemn face, he couldn't let Gu Jingman take any more risks.
When the Ink Scale King heard this, he suddenly turned into a black light and flashed out from the Wunian City, he had been holding back for a long time, he had almost no opponents in the Trial Ancient Land, and after coming out of the Trial Ancient Land, he cultivated to break through again, but he didn't meet any decent opponents.
The appearance of the old man completely ignited the fighting spirit of the Ink Scale King, and the excitement of seeing the hunting heart involuntarily grew in his heart. Although he knew that he should not be the old man's opponent, he was full of fighting spirit and just wanted to have a hearty fight.
"Old horseman, eat grandpa's punch."
The domineering side of the ink scale king leaked, the burly body was like a mountain, and the whole person was like a volcano that had completely erupted, and the previous battle with those monks who fought in the realm was just for fun, only now, he could fight without reservation, and fight happily, no matter whether he won or lost, he only wanted a battle.
In his bones, the king of ink scales is a militant, and in ancient times, the ink unicorn was the most warlike type of unicorn, which often appeared on the ancient battlefield.
The sudden killing of Cheng Biting Jin made the old man Xuanyou slightly stunned, but soon he sneered.
"I can't help myself." The old man Xuanyou glanced at the Ink Scale King, he knew before that there was a very powerful monk in the Qinggu Secret Realm, who could casually torture and kill the monks of the Dou Transition Realm. But he didn't pay attention to it, even the monks in the early stage of Taixuan were far from being his opponents.
What's more, this burly man exudes a very strong aura, far exceeding the ordinary Douzhuan Great Perfection, but he is definitely not a monk of the Taixuan Realm.
"Don't talk big. Take Grandpa's fist and talk about it. ”
In an instant, the Ink Scale King appeared in front of the old man Xuanyou, and the Qilin arm burst out with a brilliant divine light and smashed it down with a fierce punch.
The old man Xuanyou dealt with Gu Jingman. While glancing at the Ink Scale King, he raised his hand very carelessly and blocked the punch of the Ink Scale King.
However, the punch that the old man Xuanyou originally thought would be easy to catch shocked his body. Involuntarily took three steps back.
"It's such a strong force, it's really not simple, no wonder it can easily torture and kill monks who are in the middle of the world."
The old man looked at the King of Ink Scales in surprise, the power of one punch could actually be so strong, almost no less than the monks in the early stage of Taixuan.
However, the Ink Scale King was even more unbearable, and his body was directly shocked and flew out, retreating a hundred miles away.
"Haha, old horseman. Come again. ”
The King of Ink Scales laughed, and his figure flashed and pounced again, he had a Qilin battle body, and his bearing capacity can be imagined, although the old man Xuanyu injured him with a casual block, but the ordinary injuries were insignificant to him, and no matter how many injuries like this, his Qilin battle body could withstand it.
"Old fool, take my aunt and grandmother."
On the other hand, we started to do the latest chapter of the God King today. Gu Jingmanjiao snorted, and blood shadows split from her body, layer upon layer, and the entire sky seemed to be her figure.
The old man almost exploded. What is his identity? Now I'm being screamed by an old horseman and an old fool.
"You are looking for death."
The old man Xuanyou was angry, but he was reluctant to kill Gu Jingman, so he could only take out his anger at the king of ink scales. The sword that had been carried behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and it was five feet long, cold as frost, and it just appeared. The whole heaven and earth were shrouded in a layer of murderous aura.
Heavenly Spirit Treasure!
A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, the old man Xuanyou actually had a Heavenly Spirit Treasure on his body, even if he was a monk in the Taixuan Realm, it was quite rare for someone to have a Heavenly Spirit Treasure.
The gap between the Heavenly Spirit Treasure and the ordinary Spirit Treasure can be described as a heaven and an earth, which is fundamentally something from different worlds, both of which are Spirit Treasures, but the status is too different.
As soon as the spirit treasure came out of the sheath that day, Mo Wen felt a peerless edge rushing towards him, as if he might be cut in half by that peerless edge at any time.
For the militant of the Ink Scale King, although he also felt the threat of the Heavenly Spirit Treasure, and it was quite profound, he did not flinch and still met it.
The old man Xuanyou sneered, the sword in his hand was the treasure of the Sword Valley, the sword of the head of the past dynasties, called the Youhuang Sword, with this sword, he could fight with the monks in the late Taixuan period.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the Ghost Emperor Sword turned into a sword ray, slashing towards the Ink Scale King.
"Ink scales be careful."
The Jade Scales King said with a solemn face, with worry in his eyes, the three kings of the ancient land are like brothers, and they are naturally very worried about the Ink Scale King at this time, but he wants to rescue him now, but it is too late, and looking at the appearance of the Ink Scale King, it seems that he has not flinched at all, and he really wants to taste the edge of that sword.
The Ghost Emperor Sword turned into a long dragon, carrying unparalleled might, Mo Wen felt that it was not a sword, but a world, a world containing endless power and crashed into the King of Ink Scales.
Although his Phantom Spirit Divine Wings are also Heavenly Spirit Treasures, and they are also combined Heavenly Spirit Treasures, but Phantom Spirit Divine Wings are not attacking Heavenly Spirit Treasures, so the feelings given to Mo Wen are not very profound. But at this time, the feeling that the Youhuang Sword gave Mo Wen was quite shocking, it turned out that the Heavenly Spirit Treasure was so terrifying.
At this time, the Ink Scale King also burst out with the strongest power in his life, like a black sun, he dared to take the Xuanyou Old Man's Youhuang Sword, not only bold, but also confident in himself, if there is no self-confidence in his heart, he will not dare to take this sword.
Bang!
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Penglai Wonderland seemed to be shaking.
The black light collapsed, revealing the figure of the Ink Scale King, the black armor on his body, broken piece by piece, and on the fierce and hideous Qilin arm, there was a deep wound that could be seen in the bone, which was almost cut off directly, and the bright red blood stained his whole body.
"Haha, it's been a long time since I've been so seriously injured, it should have been 100,000 years."
The king of ink scales is like a madman, his hair is scattered, and his body is stained with blood, but the aura on his body is becoming more and more fierce, and the ferocity of the ink unicorn is vividly reflected in him. For him with the bloodline of the ink qilin, only on the battlefield is the best soil for his growth, and he was trapped in the cage for too long before, and he couldn't give full play to the characteristics of his bloodline.
"This militant has finally found his new pleasure Yin Yang Detective."
The king of Yuxiu was speechless, in the past, when he was testing the ancient land, the king of ink scales was the most famous militant, but later, when he became the king, no one was his opponent anymore, and the master had been lonely for more than 100,000 years.
The old man Xuanyou was also secretly frightened, who are these people, 100,000 years? It's not like that, even a monk in the Divine Void Realm may not be able to live for 100,000 years. Who is he, although this burly man is a little extraordinary, how can he live for 100,000 years!
However, this person is really not simple, not only took his sword, but also laughed, that fierce appearance, that wild breath, even he felt a little chill in his heart.
He didn't keep his hand on the sword just now, I'm afraid that ordinary early stage cultivators of the Taixuan Realm will be seriously injured if they resist him, and no one knows the power of the Youhuang Sword better than him. Originally, his plan was to kill that kid with a sword, but he actually missed.
"Fool-, come, let's continue."
The Ink Scale King screamed, he was not a human at all, the vitality in his body was unimaginably huge, and his recovery ability was terrifying, at this moment, he was actually alive again, and the terrifying scar on the unicorn arm was slowly healing.
The old man was almost angry, this guy actually learned from that woman to call him an old fool, he deceived people too much, he deceived people too much!
The old man Xuanyou, who was furious in his heart, once again commanded the Youhuang Sword to kill like the King of Ink Scales.
"Fool, let's do it too."
On the other side, Gu Jingman's old stupid sentence also sounded at the right time, although she did not have the background of the Ink Scale King, her combat power was also extraordinary, enough to contain part of the power of the old man Xuanyou.
"Don't think I won't dare to kill you." The old man almost vomited blood.
"Old fool, there's still me, don't think that our Qinggu Secret Realm is easy to bully."
The old man had not yet eased up, and suddenly, another old fool sounded, and a white light appeared silently in the sky, it was a middle-aged man, dressed in white, and his appearance was very handsome, with the smell of a mature man. His aura is not as domineering and arrogant as the Ink Scale King, nor is it as sacred and mysterious as Gu Jingman, but it is particularly inclusive, as if the whole world is contained in his body.
It's none other than the Jade Xiu King, the number one master among the three kings of the Ancient Land.
With the two of them, the Ink Scale King and Gu Jingman are most likely unable to stop the Xuanyou Old Man, so he can only appear, although it will expose their strength because of this, but now, there is no way to hide it.
The old man Xuanyou was so angry in his heart, would he dare to insult him like this if a cat or dog ran out of him now?
The enraged Xuanyou Old Man directly controlled the Youhuang Sword, and a sword qi slashed towards the Jade Emperor King.
However, the sword did not have any effect, but was swallowed up by a white light, as if it had fallen into a black hole, and disappeared in an instant.
The old man Xuanyou was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the Jade King inexplicably, and his face became solemn for the first time.
These people from the Qinggu Secret Realm, it's just enough to insult him, there is no one to deal with, and he gradually realizes that this Qinggu Secret Realm is probably not as easy to deal with as he imagined.
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