"How can it be so powerful, this is too perverted, isn't it?" everyone was speechless by the shock.

There was silence.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of old blood spurted out of the Zixiao Holy Lord, his eyes were black, and he almost fainted, nearly twenty saints, all of them were cultivated by the Purple Mountain Holy Land at a great cost, and now they were all lost, how could he not be angry.

I'm afraid that your ancestors won't spare themselves, and they are completely finished.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded between heaven and earth, resounding through the sky like a flood bell and a big lu, rolling like thunder rushing, deafening, making everyone's ears rumble.

Nan Gufeng bore the brunt of the blow, and most of this cold snort converged on him.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Nan Gufeng's body shook, and he was continuously regressed in the void by the impact of this sound wave, and every foot that fell shattered the void, which was irresistible.

The blood roared, the law runes echoed, and the six divine rings behind him were shining, falling endless laws, trying their best to resist this terrifying sound wave.

"Peerless God King?" Nan Gufeng's expression changed drastically, his gaze shrank, and he looked into the depths of the Purple Mountain Holy Land.

There, an old figure walked slowly, step by step, step by step, day by day, in a blink of an eye.

Such a figure, walking around, seems to be integrated with the whole heaven and earth, all the laws follow each other, the roar is not endless, and every movement and stillness carries the infinite mystery of heaven and earth.

He is like an immortal king walking in the world, with cold and ruthless eyes, which makes people feel trembling at a glance.

"Master!"

When the Zixiao Holy Lord saw this old man, there was no excitement on his face, but a look of resignation.

He messed up this matter that had been planned, and he also lost twenty saints who had descended at once, and what awaited him would be the boundless anger of the master.

"Hmph!" The old man glanced at the Zixiao Holy Lord coldly, his eyes sharp, "Shame on you, go back!"

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand, and a law submerged into the body of the Zixiao Holy Lord, and in the blink of an eye, it traveled all over his body, and after a moment's tightness, his strength was cured.

"Thank you, Master!" the Zixiao Holy Lord stood up and said respectfully to the old man.

"Get out!"

The old man's voice was as cold as ever, so frightened that the Zixiao Holy Lord couldn't help but shudder, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

He is quite clear about his master's temper, let you get out of here immediately, otherwise your life may be gone.

"Nanwu Emperor Chao Nan Gufeng, you are very good!" When the Zixiao Holy Lord left in a hurry, the old man turned his head, looked at Nan Gufeng with cold eyes, and said in a cold tone.

"The seniors praise falsely, and the juniors dare not be!" Nan Gufeng looked at the old man, his face was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Among the Nine Realms, there are very few who can take the blow of this seat, you are proud enough!" the old man said solemnly, his tone was full of arrogance, obviously he had a clear understanding of his strength.

"You shouldn't come to my Purple Mountain and kill the twenty saints of my Purple Mountain!" the old man's tone was low, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

"The source of everything, everyone present has their own opinions, it is Zishan's fault first, and the younger generation is just a last resort to take action!" Nan Gufeng said with a flat expression.

"No matter who it is, what excuse there is, but kill my Purple Mountain disciple in my Purple Mountain, then damn it!"

When the words fell, the old man's eyes sharpened, and the two substantial eyes turned into swords, directly slashing towards Nan Gufeng.

"Click!"

The peerless god king's shot, even if it was a tight look, was not something that Nan Gufeng, who was a great sage, could stop.

"Bang!"

Nan Gufeng was like being struck by lightning, and flew out directly, smashing into a mountain col in the distance.

The earth cracked, and the surrounding peaks all quickly crumbled and fell apart under the blow.

"Female doll, I don't know what to do, being able to marry my holy son of the Purple Mountain Holy Land is a great honor for your Nanwu Dynasty!" As soon as he defeated Nan Gufeng, the old man turned his gaze to Nan Rumeng, and the peerless god king suppressed the audience, and everyone dared not come out, and their legs trembled.

"Have you thought about it, to marry or not to marry?"

"I refuse!" Nan Rumeng shook her head firmly.

"Your decision may bring ruin to the Nanwu Dynasty, give you three breaths, it's still too late to regret it!" the old man said coldly.

"No need for three breaths, I refuse!" Nan Rumeng shook his head firmly.

"It's a pity!" the old man sighed, "Since you don't protect the Southern Dance Dynasty anymore, then there is no need for the Southern Dance Dynasty to exist." ”

"Shhhh......h

Hearing the old man's sonorous words with murderous intent, everyone gasped.

In the entire Nine Realms, who would dare to say that they would destroy an Emperor Dao inheritance?

There are very few, the emperor's inheritance is extremely deep, and the strength is strong, how can it be said that it will be extinguished.

What's more, the Southern Dance Dynasty, which is the second largest force in the Southern Regions, has the strength to catch up with the Purple Mountain Holy Land, and there is half a catty and eight taels between the two, once the war starts, both will definitely lose.

"That's not right!" a big man shook his head, "The Purple Mountain Holy Land dares to say this, it must be absolutely certain, otherwise it is impossible for a peerless god king to be ashamed." ”

"Yes, it seems that the Southern Dance Dynasty is in danger!" everyone glanced at each other, and they could all see a trace of worry in each other's eyes.

In particular, the emperors of the Yanhuang Ancient Dynasty were most worried that once the Nanwu Dynasty was destroyed, it would be their turn to be the next one, and they had to guard against it.

"If the Nanwu Dynasty had to rely on a woman's marriage to save it, then he should have perished a long time ago!" Nan Rumeng said categorically, "What's more, my Nanwu Dynasty is not muddy, the Purple Mountain Holy Land is strong, but my Nanwu Dynasty is not weak!"

"Then I'll capture you first, but I want to see how the Nanwu Dynasty chooses!" The old man probed with his big hand, and immediately an endless law fell from the sky, turned into a cage, and shrouded south like a dream.

"Boom!"

At the moment of crisis, a figure flashed, directly blocking Nan Rumeng, it was Nan Gufeng.

"Immortal Xiaoqiang!" In the carriage, Lu Chen looked at the ragged Nan Gufeng with great interest.

"Uncle Huang!" Seeing the visitor, Nan was as happy as a dream.

Nan Gufeng didn't speak, his face was solemn, and with a wave of his big hand, a law enveloped Nan Rumeng, so that she was not controlled by the old man's coercion.

"After I do it later, you leave immediately!" Just as Nan Rumeng was about to speak, Nan Gufeng's voice sounded in his head.

"Uncle Huang!"

"Be obedient, otherwise neither of us will be able to leave!" Nan Gufeng's tone was unprecedentedly dignified, his tone was firm, and he had a decisive meaning.

It is also true, although he has the strength of the Six Great Sages, which is comparable to the peak of the ancient sages, but it is simply unrealistic to fight the peerless God King.

The difference between the God King and the Saint is not a star and a half, and the difference in strength between the two is too great for him to compete with at all!