"Who?"

Tu Shanhe's face changed suddenly, and he looked towards the source of the sound.

High in the sky.

There were two figures in the air.

One of them was dressed in a gray robe, his beard and hair were gray and white, and his eyes seemed to be chaotic, cloudy, and incomparably deep old man.

It is Jiang Chen's master, Qi Daotian!

As for Qi Daotian's side, he was a short and fat man, although he had white hair, but he was an old man with a red face.

Tu Shanhe's face became extremely embarrassed, and his gloomy eyes fell on Qi Daotian's two people, revealing a deep look of jealousy: "Qi Daotian, and the intestine-piercing sword Shenglu piercing the intestines?"

"That's right, it's this seat!"

The short and fat old man's voice sounded in his ears like thunder, like thunder, deafening.

Qi Daotian had a peaceful smile on his face: "Tu Shanhe, you didn't expect it, did you? You have planned the Holy Soul for hundreds of years, but in the end it fell into my hands!"

"You despicable villain. ”

Tu Shanhe roared with a hideous face.

This holy soul is located in the Void Realm where the first temple is located.

He has been guarding the first hall for more than a hundred years, day and night, he has been refining the secret array that seals the Holy Soul, in order to obtain the control of the Holy Soul.

But now......

Hundreds of years of planning have fallen short.

On the contrary, it fulfilled Qi Daotian!

This is the holy soul of a demigod powerhouse!

Getting it is equivalent to getting the inheritance of the demigods, and the probability of stepping into that mysterious realm in the future is also greatly increased, but the result is that it fell short, and bye down Qi Daotian.

How could he not be angry?

Qi Daotian's palm was a little in the air, and that holy soul suddenly flew towards him and merged into his body.

Seeing that the corners of Tu Shanhe's eyes twitched, the resentment in his eyes almost turned into raging anger gushing out.

Qi Daotian ignored Tu Shanhe, looked at Jiang Chen with a peaceful gaze, and had a relieved smile on his face: "Apprentice, it's too late for the teacher, and I made you suffer!"

"Where is the master, the disciple would like to thank the master for appearing in time to save my life!" Jiang Chen's pale face showed a heartfelt smile.

Qi Daotian nodded and said with a smile: "Good boy, what do you want to do with this Tushan River?"

The Piercing Sword Saint Lu on the side smiled coldly and said, "According to what I said...... Just behead him!"

Qi Daotian looked at Jiang Chen, waiting for his decision.

Jiang Chen said: "If you don't cut the grass and don't remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows." Master, then please help the disciple kill him!"

"Good!"

Qi Daotian nodded and looked at Tu Shanhe.

Tu Shanhe's face changed suddenly, and the remaining right hand clenched into a fist, gritted his teeth and said, "Qi Daotian, as long as you don't interfere in the matter between this seat and Jiang Chen today, this seat can not pursue you for snatching the holy soul." But if you dare to help Jiang Chen make a move against this seat, this seat guarantees that you will regret it!"

"Can't regret it?"

Qi Daotian raised his eyebrows and said, "When you were at your peak, you were not my opponent. Do you think that with your broken body you can still stop me?"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Tu Shanhe let out a series of cold laughter, which was extremely harsh and numb, and he looked at Qi Daotian with a gloomy gaze, "This seat is indeed not your opponent, but someone can deal with you!"

"Huh?"

Qi Daotian's face changed slightly, and he squinted at Tu Shanhe.

I saw Tu Shanhe slowly take out a black token, and his voice also sounded at the same time: "Qi Daotian, I don't know how to know that for more than a hundred years, I have been cultivating the Holy Soul." But I don't think you must know that, in fact, this seat is not a member of your Saint Martial Sword Sect. ”

"Huh?"

Qi Daotian was stunned, revealing a look of disbelief.

He had been in the Holy Martial Sword Sect for a long time, and even when the previous generation of sect masters was in power, he was already in the Holy Martial Sword Sect.

But......

He really didn't know that Tu Shanhe was not a member of the Saint Martial Sword Sect?

So what is his identity?

Why is it hidden in the Holy Martial Sword Sect for hundreds of years?

"I thought I didn't need to reveal my identity, but since even the Holy Soul was taken away by you, then there is no need for me to hide it anymore. Tu Shanhe grinned, "I, Tu Shanhe, am from the Zhongzhou Demon God Palace, and the god son Xiang Tian asked the god and demon guard under Xiang Shao's command. ”

"Zhongzhou Demon God Palace?"

Everyone's faces changed.

They didn't know what kind of existence the Demon God Palace was, but the status of the word Zhongzhou on the Qiankun Continent was like the blazing sun hanging in the sky and white sun.

On the entire Qiankun Continent......

The most dazzling!

The most powerful!

It's Zhongzhou!

Tu Shanhe's blood was floating and sinking, his right hand clenched suddenly, the black token suddenly burst open, and a faint energy dissipated between heaven and earth, and the smile on Tu Shanhe's face became more and more brilliant, "Qi Daotian, Lu pierces the intestines, Jiang Chen...... You think you've got the win, and I'm telling you, the show is just beginning!"

He slammed into the sky.

Bowed down to a void to the west: "Gods and demons guard the mountains and rivers, welcome the arrival of the Son of God!"

Airplanes!

The void in front of Tu Shanhe squirmed violently.

It was as if a pebble had fallen into the lake, rippling in circles and circles, and then a dazzling silver light appeared in the void.

An arched door to space rises!

Rise......

A loud dragon roar suddenly came from the door of space.

A huge dragon head, a hundred meters high, was the first to drill out, followed by the second and third......

Nine pitch-black dragon heads poked out of the spatial portal.

The huge dragon body seems to be about to burst the door of space.

Shrouded in silver light, nine huge black dragons that were full nine kilometers long flew out in unison, and each black dragon's body exuded aura fluctuations that were even more terrifying than Qi Daotian. The dragon's horns are like swords, the dragon's head is hideous, and the dragon's scales are like shields, shining with a dark and cold luster.

Four sharp claws are under the dragon's belly, and with a slight movement, they can crush a mountain peak.

Each of the nine black dragons had a huge black iron chain on their bodies, binding the nine black dragons, and each chain collided with each other, erupting with a loud sound that destroyed the world and the earth.

At the end of the rope is a bronze chariot!

The bronze chariot is 100 meters long and high, and the whole body exudes a bronze luster, the cold light is like ice, and there are mysterious runes on the chariot.

Jiang Chennai was a fourth-grade refiner and alchemist, and he could see at a glance that the inscription engraved on this chariot was already beyond the scope of the fourth-grade heaven-level inscription.

Bang dang!

The bronze chariot slowly fell ahead of everyone.

With a crisp and loud crashing sound, the nine vigorous black dragons also fell one after another, guarding the chariot in the middle.

“......”

In the entire range of Wusheng Mountain, all the strong people showed surprise and shock.

The aura on each of the nine black dragons was stronger than that of Tu Shanhe.

But they're just pulling mounts?

Then what a powerful existence should the owner of this bronze chariot be?

And under the expectation of everyone's doubts, excitement, apprehension and other complicated emotions, Tu Shanhe, who only had a broken arm, suddenly opened his mouth and said a loud voice: "Subordinate Tu Shanhe, welcome His Royal Highness the Divine Son!"

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