Strength is king, one punch is a strong person in the realm, more brutal than Lin Xiu, the key is not to use any external force.

Even the five people don't know this person, where they came from, and what they are doing, they don't know anything.

"My missionary, why did you want him to defect?"

This sentence asked Jin Crow, how could Lin Xiu not know that for Jin Crow, being able to accumulate faith is the fastest way to improve his strength.

As a result, the Golden Moon Immortal in the missionary's mouth really existed, and its strength was so strong that even Li Xiaoyao had to obey it.

"Your Excellency is almost killing people today, or the matter will stop here, don't disrupt the pattern of the northern region."

At this time, the strangely dressed old man said in a deep voice, walking briskly and walking towards Lin Xiu.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old man obviously wanted to protect Lin Xiu.

"Who are you? Dare to meddle in my affairs? Are the galls of the Heavenly Demon Sect so fat? The man glanced at the old man coldly, his cold eyes, and the killing intent enveloped the two of them.

It was actually the Tiansha Sect that spoke out, and the identity of the old man was very clear, it was the ghost grass.

The ghost grass is here, and the seven-colored pansy should be nearby, these two people from the Tiansha Sect, who belong to the Taidou level, gathered today, and it seems that something is going to happen.

"The contradiction between you and the Golden Crow is blamed on the Tiansha Sect, is it possible that the two of us have to stand by and watch?" The ghost smiled wryly and looked at the man with his hands behind his back.

At this time, the man glanced at the golden crow and said disdainfully: "In the world, there is still a golden crow left, and no one will rob the tears?" ”

Several strong people gathered, and the breath of the man walking was even more terrifying, and the golden crow did not dare to move, for fear of being targeted.

"My tears were snatched up back then, and there were no tears!"

Jin Wu hurriedly defended, otherwise he wouldn't even have a chance to speak.

"No tears?" The man stared at the golden crow, his dark eyes, and in an instant, he switched to red eyes, and then shook his head.

"It seems that you haven't told a lie yet, the last golden crow left behind doesn't even have fire tears, so it's useless to keep it, it's better to kill it."

The man raised his palm and looked at Jin Wu indifferently, without any pity in his eyes.

"Wait! He's a good friend of mine, can you let him go? Lin Xiu said.

The corner of the ghost grass's mouth smiled, and he had been waiting for Lin Xiu to say this.

"Why should your friend let him go?" The man raised his eyebrows and said in a cold tone.

No one dared to speak, and no one dared to answer, the man's terrifying aura enveloped the suburbs, and the strong smell of blood made it difficult to move.

The heavy atmosphere, the heavy smell of blood, and the red eyes of switching, the identity is already in front of you.

"Just because he is my brother, you can't kill the Golden Crow today!"

Domineering words, let the audience look at the corner of the suburbs, there are still people who dare to say this, don't you want to die?

Everyone's eyes shifted to the location of the voice, and they saw that it was a ruined old man's words.

When the sharp-eyed patriarch saw it, his body instantly stiffened, and he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

"Heh, you old fellow, can't you give me some face?"

The corners of the man's mouth hooked into a faint smile, and the corpse gas with the smell of blood floated in the air.

"You don't even give my brother's face, so tell me your face?" The old man roared without giving in, and stepped up with a resolute attitude.

Walk directly in the air, or step by step up the steps like walking into the air.

What kind of majestic demonic power does this have to be supplied, and the degree of adaptability of the body is also quite tough!

"Could it be that you still want to try your hand with me today? Is your old wound healed? The man looked playfully at the old man.

Li Xiaoyao sighed in his mind, the old wounds on the old man's body were left to save him back then.

The ancient demon beasts summoned by Yan Pei Xue were too strong, regardless of sect and race, and all of them resisted foreign enemies.

The last mastermind behind the scenes is Yan Peixue, only a few people know, and among those few people, the man and the old man are two of them.

"If you want to, I'll accompany you to move your muscles and bones today, is it possible that my old bones will still be afraid of your corpse?" The old man threw his head back and shouted proudly.

The powerful aura of the two forced Jin Wu and Lin Xiu to retreat, and Li Xiaoyao sighed in his mind: "Even if the eldest brother has passed hundreds of years, it still hasn't changed, and the third sister should be nearby, heh, it's a pity that they have long been separated by yin and yang." ”

The man switched to red eyes and looked at the old man bloodthirsty, revealing a thirst for blood.

"Are you sure you can beat me?" The man joked.

The audience was shocked!

What the! How is it possible, the legendary red-eyed zombie!

Even the old man was taken aback, he hadn't seen him for several years, and he had actually broken through to the point of a red-eyed zombie, and he could see how much suffering the man had to endure to break through to red-eyed.

This is a big event, red-eyed zombies have surfaced, and many sects have to be blacklisted, even big factions such as Maoshan Longhushan are not excluded.

"Heh, just if you break through to that realm, is it possible that my cultivation speed can be slower than yours?"

The old man snorted coldly, bursting out with demonic power, the color of the demonic energy shows the same level, the old man's realm is in the demon fairyland, how can he be afraid of your red-eyed zombies?

Demon fairyland, divided into true immortals and pseudo-immortals, most of them only know the true fairyland, but they don't know the pseudo-immortals, just like the previous ghost keepers were pseudo-immortals, they can use a trace of the power of the fairyland, but they can't completely control it.

At this time, the old man is the real fairyland, the real demon fairyland, the red demon qi permeates half the sky, and the red corpse qi is divided into courts!

"No wonder you are so sure, it seems that you have not fallen into the breakthrough realm, in recent years, you have paid a lot of price." The man put away the chuckle at the corner of his mouth, every strong person who broke through to the true immortal realm deserves attention.

How much to pay, the real immortal and the pseudo-immortal, one word apart, the price is completely different or not.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, Gu Aotian." The old man yelled resolutely.

Gu Aotian shook his head, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immovable like a mountain, moving like thunder, the fight between the two is completely invisible, all are phantoms, even the golden crow can't see the process of the two fighting.

With the help of Li Xiaoyao's vision, Lin Xiu could barely see the battle situation clearly, and Gu Aotian's every punch seemed to be able to burst the mountains and rivers, and the strong punch strength was amazing.

The old man's red demonic aura was wrapped around Gu Aotian, and every time he wanted to cross the old man's defense, he would be stopped.

"Lao Li, can you see something about the fight between these two? I feel like they're all on par. ”

Lin Xiu didn't understand the specific situation, so he had to look at Li Xiaoyao, for the battle of the strong, he could only be a melon-eating crowd.

This is already the idea of transcending power, and it is impossible to judge and solve problems with common sense.

"This kind of battle is all a thought, it is very likely to look very advantageous, maybe if you make a mistake in the next second, you will die in an instant."

Li Xiaoyao sighed with emotion that this kind of battle, and only such a battle can be regarded as a real battle.

Nervous psychology, death surrounds you, and if you don't pay attention, you will fall into the trap of the enemy!

(End of chapter)