Without the sandstorm wind, the voice of the young man of the Nagara tribe could easily be transmitted far away.

Mo said that it was the Hidden Sword Dao Monarch, and even the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast that was dormant looked at it with a dull expression, no one expected that this young man of the Nagaro tribe who had escaped death would say such a thing.

With such arrogance to a real kendo king, could it be that he thought that in the name of the Nagara Heavenly Venerable King, the strongest people in the world must bow down to him?

The Hidden Sword Daojun originally planned to take away this kid who escaped death, but he didn't expect that as soon as this guy opened his mouth, it was the way to take death.

No matter how powerful he Nagara Tianzun King is, how can he be in charge of the high-level monks of the Qingxia Ancient Sect.

Not to mention the Martial Ancestor who is also the Lord Heavenly Venerable, the Qingxia Martial Immortal Dao Heavenly Dome Lord was able to fight against the Saint Venerable level powerhouse back then, overlooking the strongest existence of the world's heroes.

No matter how strong the Nagaro Tianzun King is, in the eyes of the Martial Immortals, he is just a junior, and if he wants to wrestle with him, he can defeat the four Tianzun Kings alone and join forces!

Glancing indifferently at the young man who was dancing, the Hidden Sword Dao Jun snorted coldly, and with a slight stomp on his toes, he wanted to leave this land of right and wrong.

"You, bold, you stand for this son, haven't you heard the identity of this son! I am the grandson of Nagara Tianzun Wang, holding the edict of Tianzun King, and all the strong people under the gods and generals of the Immortal Holy Court must accept the requisition at any time. ”

After speaking, the young monk of the Nagara tribe took out an edict token engraved with a crystal white tiger, and as he injected mana, a mysterious and noble coercion shrouded him.

The edict of the Heavenly Venerable King!

The Tibetan Sword Dao Jun saw clearly the imprint engraved on the token, and his eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't expect that this unobtrusive kid really had the edict of the old ghost of the Nagara Tianzun King.

But what does that have to do with him!

He is not a god general who sells himself to the Immortal Holy Court, as a Dao Monarch elder of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, ordinary god generals are not taken into account by him.

"Boy, I read that you are the royal family of the Nagaro clan, and the old man will not kill you today. Open your eyes and take a good look, this hidden sword is the Qingxia Ancient Sect Sword Dao Monarch, you are just a waste of a real human realm, and you dare to command the deity?"

The white eyebrows of the Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch were slightly raised, and the sharp sword light **** came out of the pupils, and the coercion of a Sword Dao Monarch was poured into the pupils, and the momentum was enough to scare the low-level Purple Mansion monks to death.

The young monk of the Nagaro tribe looked stunned, and then when he was oppressed by the divine thoughts, he suddenly felt creepy, and the hairs on his whole body exploded, and he staggered back and sat on the ground.

"You, you..."

His fingers trembled, and the young monk of the Naga clan blushed with irritation, as the grandson of a Heavenly Venerable King, when had he ever been treated like this, and in the past, he didn't know how many gods and big people in the Holy Court came to pat him on the back.

Today, he was so frightened by the eyes of the Tibetan Sword Dao Jun that he collapsed to the ground, which seemed to him to be a great humiliation.

"Haha, hahaha! This is the little cub that the two top Nagaro gods will protect? This king thought it was some important big man, but he didn't expect it to be just a soft-footed shrimp that didn't look good. ”

Thousands of feet away, the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast, which was crawling on the ground with the help of the earth fire to recuperate, laughed loudly.

He also thought that the two Nagara Clan gods were desperately trying to defend some kind of big man, but he didn't expect that it was just a dog fighting people, and there was not much ability of the Tianzun King Taisun.

Such a waste actually caused the two divine generals of the Nagara clan, nine big and small real people, and fourteen high-ranking Purple Mansion monks to die one after another, and even caused dozens of people to be injured by his desolate beast, so it seems to be a big joke.

The laughter of the Flamehoof Red Flame Beast ranged from disdain for the Naga clan, the grandson of the Heavenly Venerable King, to helpless self-deprecation.

"You forced me, you forced me! The old ancestor originally asked me to go to the depths of the sandstorm and the Black Sea to use this thing again, but now, you dare to laugh at me, die, you all have to die!"

The young man of the Naga tribe turned red and turned white, and his fragile heart was completely shattered by the desolate beast trapped in the sandstorm and the Black Sea.

Immediately, this person suddenly took out a stone tablet that was two feet high from the ring, and at the same time, the corner of his mouth pursed his mouth, and he suddenly took out a dagger and cut the palm of his right hand, spilling blood on the stone tablet.

The sword path monarch in the sky stared, and the green gold sword in his hand suddenly let out a sonorous roar.

"The big five elements locate the Heavenly Tablet Stone! Not good, this little cub is planning to use the Heavenly Tablet Stone to summon the strong to come over. ”

Without waiting for the Hidden Sword Dao Monarch to stop him, the young man of the Nagara tribe had already finished reciting the incantation, and at the same time, the blood in his palm was smeared with five-colored lines, and a mysterious spatial power shattered in all directions, forcibly opening up a passage.

The sun and moon dimmed, the space around the Heavenly Monument Stone distorted, and the endless violent aura boiled.

After a few breaths, a huge light curtain that was a hundred feet high was forcibly opened, and the charred black gravel on the ground shook, as if something terrible was about to rush out of it.

Thundered!

At some point, there were dark thundercumulus clouds in the sky, and the raging thunder arc shuttled through the dark clouds, and the terrifying coercion shrouded a radius of hundreds of miles.

The original sunny day turned into a night sky with stars shifting, and the celestial phenomena were changed by force!

After a deafening roar, the sky was filled with thunder, bombarding the huge light curtain, and the brilliant blue electric light crocheted a mysterious and beautiful picture.

The bodies of the Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch and the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast shook at the same time, and they looked at the light gate where the light patterns were everywhere and there was a faint terrifying aura escaping.

Here it comes!

Under the dark starry sky, dozens of streamers pierced the starry sky, and a purple roulette wheel with the size of ten zhang could be seen with the naked eye rushing out of the huge light curtain.

The roulette wheel danced, and a mighty coercion poured out, more than ten times more terrifying than the Flame Hoof Red Flame Beast, and as soon as it appeared, it directly collapsed the sand under the light curtain for dozens of feet.

This is definitely the arrival of an eternal supreme giant!

Emperor Yunxiao, a hundred miles away, suddenly raised his head, the runes in the pitch-black pupils flickered, and he looked at the starry sky with his eyes.

The person who came stood on the compass of the starry sky, about a foot high, with wings on his ribs, a red horn on his head, his hands crossed and embraced, and the fiery breath of his whole body was released, like a small sun landing in the mortal world.

With the naked eye, it was visible that the Great Dao runes revolved around his body, and one of the stars in the sky suddenly shone with brilliant brilliance because of the arrival of this being.

"Supreme, that little bastard actually summoned a supreme to descend on the Sandstorm Black Sea?"

A monstrous wave rose in the heart of the Flamehoof Red Flame Beast, and fear appeared for the first time in the upside-down pupils.

Don't look at him as a quasi-forbidden desolate beast, overlooking the Daojun monks of all races, even if he is not worried about the Daojun of the upper clans, but he clearly knows how terrifying the true Supreme of the Ages is.

A true Eternal Supreme, equivalent to the forbidden existence of their Desolate Beast Clan, each of them is an absolute terrifying super powerhouse capable of suppressing all riots.

(End of chapter)