The short-lived peace treaty was negotiated and agreed upon by the powerhouses of various races after they started a great war at the entrance of the Heavenly Desolation, causing the tragic deaths of the geniuses of countless races.

The agreement is that the older generation must not take the initiative to provoke and kill the younger generation, and if the younger generation takes the initiative to provoke, they can be killed.

If someone of the older generation violates the agreement, they will be killed by the strong people of all races.

This time, the immortal scriptures appeared in the heavenly wilderness, and the essence of the major hidden worlds of the human race came out, and the strength was so strong that it was not impossible to shake the strong people of all races. It's just that today's human race is different, they all have their own goals, and they also consider the interests of each race. It will not be as united as the powerhouses of the several major races who have made a comeback.

Long Jiaoyang stood beside the empty monk and said with concern, "Are you okay?"

The blood on the empty monk's body flowed, and he was very aggrieved and said, "Long Jiaoyang Daoyou, you have to recover your memory quickly." This monk is still waiting for your elixir to break through the confinement!"

"Don't worry, when I remember alchemy, I will definitely refine the pill for you. Long Jiaoyang nodded very seriously, and then his eyes were as purple as a sword, shining and slashing towards the black sedan chair.

"It's such a powerful skill to slash the Yuan God, but you can't hurt me!" In the black sedan chair, the son of the god of war snorted coldly and resisted the attack of the god of transformation.

The fiery red armor on Long Jiaoyang's body opened, and he spewed a breath of flame at the black sedan chair like a fire god!

The flames of pure fire destroying the miè pattern directly ignited the black palanquin with amazing material, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to turn into ashes.

There were two screaming female voices in the black sedan chair, and the son of the god of war pushed his hands very dissatisfied, and the two naked beauties screamed even louder, falling under the bridge on the edge of the wilderness.

"The king of war save us......" a woman screamed.

"Dare to burn the sedan chair of the son of the god of war, I think you are impatient!" The eight-foot-tall ring-eyed man was furious and wanted to make a move.

The son of the god of war stopped, "Xiao Hei, don't make a move. As soon as you make a move, these people behind him will also make a move. The younger generation will solve the problems of the younger generation. ”

Speaking of this, the son of the god of war stared at Long Jiaoyang and said, "If you dare to burn this king's palanquin, you should come to be this king's palanquin!"

"You have seriously injured my friend, and you deserve to suffer the same injury!" Long Jiaoyang's eyes widened, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Hmph, the grass mustard generation also dares to compete with the son of the god of war?Do you know that the god of war was the strongest emperor of the year!" Xiao Hei mocked, "It's not that I haven't fought against the emperor of the world, and they may not be able to win against me." Long Jiaoyang said coldly, everyone was stunned, is a heaven-level realm cultivator qualified to fight against the Emperor of the World?

Qiankun Ding and Xiao Shiren both showed solemn expressions, and they suddenly felt that Long Jiaoyang had not only lost some memories, but also seemed to have an extra kind of memory that he had not had. Fighting against the Emperor of the World, they don't dare to have such strength, let alone Long Jiaoyang of the Heaven-level Realm?

Ye Lazy lazily supported Long Jiaoyang and said, "I don't know if Long Jiaoyang has fought against the Emperor of the World, but I think it is no problem for him to defeat the descendants of the Emperor of the World." ”

"Beauty, do you dare to make a bet with this king? I bet that he can't do more than three moves in my hands! If you lose, how about coming over and be my bed warmer?" The war king was extremely proud, carrying his hands behind his back, and he looked proud of the world's heroes.

Ye lazy nodded without hesitation and said, "I bet, if you lose, you will be Long Jiaoyang's subordinate for the rest of your life!"

The War King looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha...... Will I lose?"

"If you don't dare to gamble, don't pretend to be garlic in front of this girl!" Ye Lazy sneered, Ye Tingyun said rumoredly, "Little Lazy, what are you involved in? ”

"Dad, do you think the son of the God of War is stronger than a dragon?" Ye Lazy replied, "This is not necessarily, how strong the God of War Emperor was back then, the God of War Emperor is even more incomparable, Long Jiaoyang's memory is missing, it will be very difficult to defeat him." Ye Tingyun said anxiously, Ye Lazy was extremely firm, and rumored to be: "I believe that Long Jiaoyang can win, he is the strongest person of the younger generation." ”

The expression on Ye Tingyun's face changed, he sensed his daughter's thoughts, she was probably in love with Long Jiaoyang, and felt in her heart that Long Jiaoyang was the strongest person in heaven and earth. But Long Jiaoyang is not a descendant of the emperor, what capital does he have to compete with the descendant of the emperor?

The War King stared at Ye Lazy for a while and said, "After I am the God of War, how can I lose to a person who is a mustard?" I bet with you, but you don't regret it when the time comes." ”

"I will never regret it. Ye Lazy said with a firm attitude, Long Jiaoyang said very dissatisfiedly, "Ye Lazy, what are you betting with him? This kind of person should be beaten up directly, and he will be far away, and keeping him by his side will make me feel bad." ”

Anger welled up on the lazy face of the War King, and this mustard man actually looked down on him.

"Come, man of mustard, let this king see what you are capable of throwing this king far away. "The black hair of the war king is flying, his eyes are like dragons, and his momentum is instantly increased!

At the same time, the body of the war king also leaked the power of the early stage of the saint-level realm, a descendant of the emperor of the saint-level realm, and he was definitely not a person who could be defeated lightly.

Ye Tingyun, Geng Tianhuo, Void Monk, Qiankun Ding, and Xiaoshiren all showed a dignified look on their faces, but Ye Lazy looked very confident, and said before the battle, "Long Jiaoyang, don't keep your hands." This man is an enemy, and there is no need for mercy. ”

"Good. Long Jiaoyang nodded.

The war king lazily and confidently smiled lazily at Ye and said, "Beauty, you still prepare wide clothes to warm the bed!"

The people on the bridge on the edge of the desolate sky are retreating and approaching the bridge, they don't want to be affected and fall into the desolate sky, it will be a tragedy.

"The son of the God of War is already a saint-level realm cultivator, and the person who comes out to provoke is only at the peak of the heaven-level realm, this is simply looking for death. Someone whispered, "The son of the god of war is too angry, and this provocative person will definitely have no chance of survival." ”

"I admire the courage of this provocative man, and the son of the god of war dares not to be afraid. ”

“......”

Among the people watching the battle, none of them were optimistic about Long Jiaoyang. Qiankun Ding had already gathered strength in secret, ready to save Long Jiaoyang when he was in an incomparably dangerous situation. The Little Stone Man is making the same preparations.

Long Jiaoyang stepped forward step by step, and the Zhengmo Taiji Bagua Diagram on the fiery red battle armor was running, destroying the saint-level power of the War King into invisibility.

The arrogant war king was a little surprised, and said, "Mustard man, I can't see that you still have some ability, but this is probably the strength of this battle armor on your body." However, with a single pair of armor, you can't defeat this king. ”

The figure of the war king is extremely fast, and the momentum of the dragon and tiger leaps forward in tandem with the momentum of the Dao, before Long Jiaoyang can react. The War King had already slammed his fists into his chest, and the fiery red armor emitted a defensive pattern while counterattacking the frozen flame burst attack of the Cold Dragon Ancient Beast.

The battle king's fist was frozen and burned by the flames, and he retreated a distance in surprise, staring at the battle armor on Long Jiaoyang's body with shining eyes, and said, "What a powerful battle armor, such a powerful Dao pattern, this battle armor needs a genius like this king to exert the strongest power, and it will only be a tyrannical thing in your hands!"