Bai Xiaosheng's twelve panics were a conspiracy, or Chen Peng's deliberate arrangement. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"On the fifteenth of next month, I'll definitely go.."

The people in the rivers and lakes don't know and don't know.

In the middle of its message spread.

Time flies.

Fifteen, it has arrived.

Tien Shan, under the peak.

"Twelve frightened, whether it is the immortal of the World Society, it will be revealed immediately."

At a glance, tens of thousands of heroes with swords and swords in front of them, with the noisy and chaotic sounds, I saw the nameless holding the heroic sword in his arms, looking at the Tianshan Mountain in front of him.

"Yes, I am waiting for so many masters here, I will definitely be able to ask the answer we want." The evil emperor's eyes showed greed, salivating, and he also looked at the Tianshan Mountain in front of him.

The Tianshan Mountains in front of him were not far away, and it would be a few moments at most, but he couldn't wait any longer, wanting to get everything he coveted now.

But he is not stupid, he knows that he is now looking for trouble, asking questions, and challenging in the past. There will be two immortals in the world, especially after breaking away from everyone, they just go up to find death for no reason.

"But today, I will get what I want."

After the Evil Emperor glanced at Tianshan and the nameless beside him again, he immediately turned his head to look at the other two masters behind him.

"Dao Chief, Abbot, are you waiting sooner?"

The abbot of Shaolin, the head of Wudang, plus several heads, is a hero.

Several great grandmasters are at their peak, three half-step celestials, and a true master of the realm of heaven and man.

That's what he's confident about.

"The Dao Master should be on par with that immortal, and Xiongba, he only stepped into the realm of heaven and man a year ago, we should wait until we can kill him and capture that divine weapon."

The Evil Emperor was obsessed with swords all his life.

His purpose was the Fire Lin Sword.

This was something they had agreed on before they came.

Nameless is a peerless sword, the head of Wudang is a snow drinking knife, and the Shaolin abbot is a Tianshan Mountain into the territory of Shaolin Temple.

But despite that, on the surface, there is still a righteous wind for heaven and earth.

"The world will be powerful, and it can no longer be allowed to develop and grow, otherwise when the war resumes, the rivers and lakes will fall into a bloody storm." The old man in a Taoist robe shook his head and sighed and looked at the abbot in front of everyone in Shaolin Temple.

"The Taoist chief is right, the old man is here today to eliminate the demons and defend the Dao, and to temper the demon churches where many of his subordinates have unjust souls who have died." The Shaolin abbot recited the Buddha's name, and also looked at the head of Wudang, whose breath was deep and impermeable.

So, the words fell.

"Guys, why don't I hurry up."

The two of them took a pinch of Buddha beads, stroked their beards and smiled, and then stepped on their feet, and walked towards the world with the evil emperor.

"Yes, what the abbot and the Taoist chief said is very true."

All the heroes, masters, masters, and strong men, each with their own thoughts, nodded one after another, and accelerated their pace at the same time.

But some of them think differently from the abbot and others.

Yes, I want to find out if the rumors of the immortals are true, and see if I can make friends and break through the realm for myself, or utilitarianism, fame, and influence.

Some want to take this opportunity to get rid of these behemoths in the rivers and lakes at the same time, so that their sect can stand on the top of the rivers and lakes.

But there are others who simply come to find trouble, and want people in the martial arts to know that they are the strongest people in this Jianghu.

But in any case, on the 15th day of August, when the sky was just dawning, everyone had already stepped into the foot of the Tianshan Mountain.

It was the practice ground that was abolished by the heroes that day.

Today, the bricks and stones are paved, and the soil and stones of a year ago are not visible.

And at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, tens of thousands of disciples of the Tianxia Association who were guarding to the death, holding swords in their hands, were capable, slaughtering, and a depressing aura rushed towards the heroes who walked in front of the Tianshan Mountain.

"Welcome to the World Meeting!"

The disciples drank together and welcomed everyone.

And with the blessing of internal force, the sound wave fluctuates, and there is no difference for a while, and the bursts echo at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain.

Such a momentum really made the heroes stunned, and some took a few steps back, sat on the ground, unable to move, and still let their companions help them up.

"Hey, the world will be so big!"

The Evil Emperor snorted lightly, and after dispersing the sound, he walked to the center of the practice ground with the abbot Nameless and the others, looked up at the main hall of the Tianxia Society, and said in a voice for several miles: "If Xiongba and that immortal don't come today, just rely on these disciples, can make me wait for timidity?"

The words fell, and the Evil Emperor drew his sword.

锵―

After the sword flickered with a strange red light, I saw a sword qi slashing through, hundreds of disciples broke off at the waist, blood stained the ground red, and there was no sound for a moment.

"If you don't come out with that person, my evil emperor will kill today!"

Laughing wildly, the Evil Emperor looked at the remaining disciples.

And that's at this time.

Wow―

As the temperature suddenly rose, Xiongba walked out, his face not fluctuating due to the hundreds of disciples who had died.

"Sure enough, after entering the path of good and evil, the evil emperor, you have fallen into the devil deeply."

Xiongba held his hands behind his back, as if he was walking leisurely, step by step down the steps of the World Association.

The temperature is getting higher and higher as the people in the male hegemony get closer and closer.

"Xiongba, you really got the Fire Qilin!"

The Taoist chief had a leisurely breath and a sure tone, just like a casual conversation between friends, without any surprise or curiosity.

"Dao Chief's eyes are like torches, and my Xiongba has indeed obtained the Fire Qilin."

Xiongba gradually approached, not caring about everyone's vigilance, but with sighs, regrets, and unfinished words: "Fire Qilin, not only the skin and flesh can increase my Xiongba's strength, body, and qualifications."

As he spoke, Xiongba sighed and looked at everyone with pity: "Luck, the luck of the fire unicorn, is the priceless treasure between heaven and earth, given by God!"

"Its luck has made me a half-step celestial!"

As explained, Xiongba looked at the thoughtful crowd: "And Nie Feng, the luck of the two rebels has allowed me to reach the realm of heaven and man." Now, a year later, I have reached the middle stage of heaven and man. ”

"In the same way, the luck you wait for will also allow me to reach the top of this world!"

As he spoke, as Xiongba walked down step by step, the temperature became higher and higher, as if he was hallucinating, and everyone seemed to see that the practice ground was gradually melting.

"It's bad, it's the same as the scene of Senior Brother Fengyun that day.." Qin Shuang, who had seen the opportunity coming, stopped his steps again when he saw this scene and returned to the disciples.

Because he knew that if nothing else, these masters would also be like Nie Feng, who would be devoured by the male tyrant like Nie Feng, and die after his strength.

"Do you still want to rob us of our luck?"

Similarly, as Qin Shuang expected, he saw how the nameless few people struggled and resisted, but they seemed to be stuck in the mud and couldn't move, and could only watch as the Qi Luck Treasure Box in the soil emitted golden light, enveloping the bodies of himself and others.

such as corrosion, peeling.

With the shrouding of golden light, the internal strength of several people is gradually lost.

"It can still take away my life."

The Evil Emperor's hair turned gray and his skin wrinkled.

He felt that because the realm was too low in the past, he couldn't feel the vitality and lifespan, as if he was slowly being extracted by the treasure box.

"Maybe that's where the rest of me go."

The evil emperor smiled, he realized in his heart, but it was too late...