The inexplicable immature and cruel words seem to be life-urging lassoes from the cold hell, which is terrifying.

For thousands of years, the five great sects of the Heavenly Domain have dominated one side and controlled the vast region, and they can be said to be well-deserved overlords, who dares to disrespect them? Who dares to call them fish?

Everyone was horrified, and they all turned around and looked back.

I saw a young and short figure standing in the distance, but it was a three-year-old child wearing a big red belly pocket, small lotus shoes, and long braids hanging from the back of his head.

The child is young, but under the indifferent smile on his face, there is a cold murderous machine that does not match his age, just standing there, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

In front of the barren mountain, the four peak martial kings who were left behind but did not enter the smoke cloud had slightly gloomy eyes, staring at the belly pocket child with an unkind face, and a strong vigilance was born in their hearts.

They don't believe that they have any talent for demons, and they can reach the realm of martial kings at the age of a few years.

In their opinion, the weird big red-bellied child in front of them was most likely an old monster who had not been born for a long time, and he had gone wrong while cultivating, so he became like this.

Suddenly, the long sword carried by the elder of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect trembled slightly, and it let out a sharp hissing killing machine, as if thousands of sword intents swept out, directly enveloping the child mercilessly: "Bold, in the realm of the late stage of the Martial King, he dares to speak wildly, and he is disrespectful to the five major sects. ”

"It's not easy to remember that your cultivation is not easy, just kneel and kowtow three times, and we can spare your life. ”

Seeing this, the emotions on the faces of the surrounding warriors relaxed slightly, and the eyes that looked at the children in their belly pockets were covered with a layer of pity, which contained a deep ridicule for their indiscretion.

"Prostrate?"

It's just that in the face of Qiuli's lofty words, as if he were giving alms, the corners of the child's immature mouth in the belly pocket were slightly hooked, revealing a cruel smile that made people feel cold all over his body: "What are you?

As soon as these words came out, everyone stared, but they didn't expect the knife to be on their neck, and he was so hard-mouthed, as if he was really not afraid of death.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the flames were raging, and the blazing heat swept through, setting off bursts of sky-shattering frenzy.

Between the ups and downs of Cangyan, a figure appeared, bathing in Cangyan's peak martial king, it was Cangcheng, the powerhouse of Cangyan Sect, seeing the bold and presumptuous child in his belly, the irritable anger in his heart surged out, and he roared out uncontrollably: "Presumptuous!"

With just a roar, and then there was no superfluous nonsense, Cangcheng's figure had already burst out, enveloping the sky full of flames, condensing a huge fist mark and mercilessly blasting out, about to bury the belly boy here.

Under this angry outpouring fist, there is a killing machine for the children in the belly pocket, and there is a strong warning to the surrounding warriors, which can be regarded as a response to the rumors circulating in the heavenly domain, so as soon as he makes a move, he is full of strength, and he does not spare any hands.

Feeling the terrifying fist power of Cangcheng, the faces of the warriors from a distance changed in unison, and some of the strong men who were also peak martial kings couldn't help but look solemn, and their hearts were deeply depressed.

The five major sects are the five major sects in the end, even if there is a real change, the essence is not an existence that they can touch, which makes the strange thoughts in the hearts of many martial artists dissipate together.

It's just that in the face of such a terrifying power, the belly pocket child does not hide or dodge, and the cold smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth even becomes more dazzling, and he does not hide his disdain at all.

"After so many years of giving, it's time to take it back. ”

The belly boy snorted coldly, his body suddenly swelled, and a flame that was purer and more terrifying than the Cangyan that Cangcheng fought boiled, condensing a hideous phantom, opening his terrifying mouth and swallowing Cangyan's fist directly into his mouth.

The big mouth was closed, and the terrifying Cangyan fist disappeared directly, but there was no wave.

"This !!"

Seeing this, Cang Cheng's face changed greatly, especially in the power of the flames on the child's body, which made him feel a kind of palpitation and surrender from instinct, and he couldn't even invoke the Cang Yan in his body, and fell silent as if he was afraid.

Cangcheng, who stepped out, stood in the air, the Cang Yan on his body was completely dumb, and the irritability in his heart had disappeared, but was replaced by a thick fear.

"Die!"

The cruel words in the child's mouth resounded through the world.

Suddenly, the sluggish Cangcheng woke up in an instant, and the fear spread in his heart, but he didn't dare to resist, but fled in a panic in the direction of the other three peak martial kings.

No one expected this abrupt scene, even the three of them were a little dazed.

Under the frightened gaze of everyone, I saw the hideous phantom behind the child roaring out, and two Cangyan big hands pinched Cangcheng mercilessly, and then laughed cruelly, tore it apart alive, and threw it into his mouth.

For a moment, there was a dead silence around the barren mountain.

There was only the cold sound of the terrifying phantom opening its mouth to chew, and there was even a "click" sound of biting bones, which was terrifying.

"Hey, who's else?"

The belly boy smiled coldly, and there was no trace of ups and downs in his eyes, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"Gollum..."

Hearing the cold sound in his mouth, the onlookers only felt that their throats were dry, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but they couldn't say a word, and the ridicule and ridicule that had just sprung up in their hearts had long been gone.

As we all know, the difference between the first order of the Martial King Realm is like a chasm, and even the five major sects have few geniuses who can fight beyond the ranks.

But the child wearing a big red belly pocket in front of him, in the face of the bombardment of Cangcheng, the peak martial king of Cangyan Sect, responded at will, and even could easily erase it.

The most important thing is that this kid made a move, and he still used Cangyan from the Cangyan Sect.

Everyone in the Heavenly Domain knows that the Cangyan Sect established its sect with Cangyan, and there is no outside transmission except for the true disciples in the sect, but the children in front of him not only use Cangyan, but even more terrifying than Cangcheng, it is simply incredible.

"Zheng..."

The sword intent roared, and the hatred and sadness rippled like autumn water.

Qiu Li held the long sword in his hand, looked at the belly of the child's eyes solemnly, and did not dare to have the slightest contempt between his words: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

The flame poison fire spirit smiled lightly, and on the face of the Cangyan Phantom that gathered out from behind, the big mouth that was split was even more hideous, and Sen said coldly: "Naturally, it is the one who killed you." ”

"Boom!"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a black mist surging, accompanied by bursts of terrifying cold power rising into the sky.

Qijue Lou Wenxin held a spear in his hand, and stepped out indifferently from the black tide, his words were cold, and he was full of murderous intentions: "Since Your Excellency is unwilling to say it, there is no need to say more." ”

"Seven Towers?"

Looking at Wen Xin, who was bathed in the black tide, the smile on the face of the flame poison fire spirit suddenly became cold, and the chill in his words became more and more compulsive: "You humble reptiles, you deserve to die even more!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding onlookers were horrified, and their trembling hearts were inexplicably stagnant for a moment.

I only felt that my heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and I couldn't breathe, and everything I saw in front of me seemed to be covered with a layer of clouds, as if it was about to change the sky.

The chill on Wen Xin's face was cold, his face was faintly distorted, and the spear he was holding in his hand was covered in pitch black, overflowing with terrifying murderous intent.

"Good, good. ”

A trembling voice suppressed with strange excitement came out, Wen Xin's figure burst out, and the spear ran across the heavens and the earth, and the darkness swept through the frenzy, quite invincible, flashing with cold spears and cold stabbing flame poison fire essence.

Seeing this, the smile on the face of the flame poison fire spirit was strange and hideous, and the terrifying phantom behind it gradually distorted, and he was about to attack the enemy, but he stopped alive.

"Click, click..."

Just when the spear was about to penetrate the flame poison and fire essence, I heard the sound of ice glass freezing suddenly, as if it came from everyone's hearts, and suddenly I felt cold.

Wen Xin, who came out of the forcible killing, was even more cold-eyed, his eyes were cold, and he looked solemnly at the spear in his hand, the spear was covered with a layer of ice glass at some point, and even a little ice crystal fell on his hand, and the spear Weiton lost its edge.

At the moment when the gun approached the flame poison and fire essence, a fear of death rose in Wen Xin's confidence, so that he did not dare to forcibly stab out, and he actually burst back.

"Huh..."

And at the moment when his figure retreated, a cold sword wrapped in the rich aroma of wine suddenly appeared, and it actually wiped his face dangerously, and his heart trembled more than once.

The sudden scene shocked everyone, and the onlookers finally realized that the situation was wrong, and subconsciously retreated a few steps.

In the distance, Wen Xin forcibly suppressed the chill in his heart, reached out and touched his face, looked down, looked at the crimson that fell on his fingertips, and couldn't help but feel cold all over his body.

"Tsk, that's a pity. ”

The Flame Poison Fire Spirit sighed lightly and said this, but there was no regret on his face, but there was still a little banter, as if he didn't care about this passing opportunity.

As its voice fell, a rich aroma of wine came out of nothingness, swept around, and gently submerged into the noses of the surrounding warriors, making everyone's eyes light up, and obsession flashed in their eyes.

Along with this, there was a casual mutter: "If it's really a pity, you won't stand idly by." ”

Hearing this, everyone suddenly broke free from the aroma of wine, and their eyes converged, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to make a move against Wen Xin, the owner of the Seven Peerless Buildings.

Strong and agitated, ice glass with you.

I saw an old man in black clothes and white hair walking slowly, his figure was dashing, his big hand was open, and he was holding a wine gourd in his palm, and a sword blade made of ice glass was flashing in the mouth of the gourd, which seemed to be dreamy, and it was drunk and crazy.

"Who are you?"

Wen Xin saw the light in his eyes when he saw the visitor, and his heart was full of murder.

It's been a thousand years, and no one dares to make a move on him for a thousand years, not to mention that the shot will be carried out with a merciless killing intention, which makes his heart swell with excitement for a long time.

At this time, an exclamation came out from the crowd of onlookers, recognizing the identity of the drunken madman: "You, you are the elder of the newly established sect of Hengjun Court, Beitianque!"

Don't be a god?

Hengjun Court?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Heng Junting's three words suddenly touched some taboos that had been silent for a long time, making the eyes of the onlookers a little fearful, and their hearts were full of suspicion.

Everyone is like this, and the solemnity of the three people's hearts is even worse, and Wen Xin is no longer entangled in drunkenness, but his eyes fall on the sect behind him: "What is the relationship between you and the Jun family, and what is the relationship between Bei Tianque and the Jun family?"

It's just that in the face of Wenxin's problem, the drunken madness and the flame poison fire spirit have no intention of responding.

Seeing this, Wen Xin no longer had luck, and said in a deep voice: "I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go, let's kill the two of them together, and then destroy them..."

"Tapp..."

It's just that before Wenxin's voice fell, he was abruptly interrupted by a sound of heavy footsteps.

This inexplicable footstep seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts, and they couldn't help but feel a trance in their minds, and in a hazy way, they seemed to see a touch of undulating white clothes brushing in front of them.

In an instant, everyone woke up and subconsciously looked at Wenxin.

At a glance, the pupils suddenly condensed.

I saw Wen Xin's side, and I don't know when a white dress appeared, and the white clothes had their backs to everyone, but they stood side by side with Wen Xin.

The indifferent and warm aura on his body spread, which made everyone feel awe out of thin air, as if they were facing the emperor, and some lowly martial artists even wanted to kneel down.