Lao Tzu's mount, a huge green ox turned into a bull-headed human body, burly and tall, like a big drum, rumbling.

"Little guy, the west is out of Guguan, the old cow has slept for many years, what age is this?"

The green bull roared like thunder, standing in the void and scanning all directions.

Everyone present was shocked, this bull demon is definitely a king of Dacheng, why is it so weird, who sealed him?

Meng Fan was also stunned, it was obvious that he knew something about the clay pot, but he couldn't remember some of the details in the original book, and he always felt that this ...... It's a bit out of tune.

Of course, King Jin Crow and the old half-saint of the Duanmu clan also looked at each other, feeling jealous, after all, this bull demon is very powerful, and his blood is boundless.

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The most important thing is that the two still know each other!

West out of the letter Guguan ...... Years have passed......

Father!

Coupled with the unheard of Mrs. Wei of Shangqing Zong, and the sentence that his own people took away the creation, King Jin Wu instantly came to his senses:

Another thing that caused a lot of trouble, related to the mutation of the Eight Views Palace in Xuandu Cave, was also related to it, and it came from a foreign land.

"Brother Niu......"

Meng Fan said seriously: "More than a thousand years have passed since Taishang West sent a letter to Guguan. ”

Hearing this, the bull god king finally calmed down, and did not bother with the title of Brother Niu, a pair of huge bull's eyes kept turning, and said:

"Oh, it's been so long."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the King of the Golden Crow and the demi-saints of the Duanmu clan.

"Say, what do you want me to do, Lao Niu is not a real body, there is only an hour, but you can rest assured, this king's mana is boundless, and you can fulfill your wish."

The bull demon is serious, majestic, like a different person, trembling with cow hair, but it is very weak, crackling and falling down.

"Please ask the Bull God King to take action, take charge of the quasi-imperial soldiers, suppress them, and then slaughter the Duanmu clan that stole the inheritance of the Taiyin Emperor." Meng Fan's voice was low and hoarse, and he said something that had been decided a long time ago.

"Taiyin Human Emperor...... It's a pity ......."

"Good! The bull was left with an hour's combat power to prevent the inheritor from dying and being in danger, and since you don't need it, you can fulfill this wish. The green bull said, and then he roared, and the endless mountains and rivers collapsed, and the endless clouds were annihilated, and the sky moved, as if the ancient demon god was born.

"Don't be ashamed."

King Jin Crow was indifferent, his face was expressionless, and he held the holy weapon to watch out for the surroundings.

"That's a big breath." The demi-saint of the Duanmu clan's declining blood and qi also sneered.

Of course, it's just a superficial gesture.

Quasi-Imperial Soldiers!

A very distant and incomprehensible existence.

You must know that for millions of years, although Ziwei Ancient Star has produced many extreme realm existences, they have not passed down the imperial soldiers, if they have the heirloom saint soldiers refined by the Great Sage, they can be called immortal forces.

"You look down on this cow? I haven't been born for many years, and no one knows me in the post-Hanguguan era? The Bull God King spewed white eyes in his nostrils, and then emitted a sound wave of the Bull Cow.

"Moo......"

With a reckless bull's roar, the stars in the sky seemed to be about to fall, the divine power was terrifying, and the combat power of the supreme king was undoubtedly demonstrated.

In fact, the clone left by Qingniu has such strength, which means that its ontology is even more terrifying, and it will inevitably step into the realm of sages, and it will be prosperous in the spring and autumn, and I don't know how far it will go.

Almost at the same time, the Golden Crow King shook his right arm, and a huge golden wing was as brilliant as fairy gold, fanning out a violent storm and suppressing the sound waves.

"Boom!"

The Holy Furnace was fully recovered, and his attack was crisp and cold, and he wanted to wipe out the Qingniu clone as soon as possible, so as not to take charge of the quasi-imperial soldiers.

And the Duanmu clan demi-saint is not to mention, Meng Fan's venerable Dao has already stated that he wants to destroy his clan and leave no one alive.

So, as soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, the power of Taiyin turned into a laurel sacred tree, shook down the gloomy brilliance of the sky, and shot towards the head of the green ox.

And the Bull God King let out another strange scream, a mouthful of reckless cow qi erupted, and the white gas was like fire, turning into a piece of Dao Divine Traces, directly suppressing the cold Laurel Divine Tree in the Half-Holy Place.

"The dignified inheritance, cultivated like this by your group of beasts who betrayed the master, if it weren't for the unwillingness of the master to make trouble, I would have killed you all."

Whether it is the laurel tree or the reckless bull god mark, it is the form of the Tao, it is the understanding of the Tao by the strong, and it is the most fundamental collision and duel.

As for the sacrificial holy weapon of the Golden Crow King, before it was hit, it was blocked by Li Xuanyuan, who was in charge of the Burning Sun Holy Seal, and the Yin and Yang Gourd.

"Mixed Yuan is a powerful bull king!"

The green ox roared, the bull head and the body became larger, towering in the air like a mountain, and each of the cow's hair was as thick as a bucket, and the pieces were like towering ancient trees.

It is surrounded by dark clouds, black gas is rolling, and the demonic energy is monstrous, in terms of strength alone, the Golden Crow King, who is also the king, can't bear it at all, and the half-saint who has declined in blood and qi is unwilling to take its edge.

"Buzz!"

The Yin Yang gourd did not put up any resistance, and came directly to its hands, and with the cooperation of Li Xuanyuan, it began to suppress it strongly.

And the King of the Golden Crow and the surviving patriarch of this clan joined forces to stir the ancient holy furnace together, this kind of power cannot be reasoned, and it has the potential to collapse the ancient heavens, but the posture is clear: never fight hard.

Time-consuming......

Wait for this avatar to dissipate.

Seeing this, the Bull God King was not verbose, and began to attack the Duanmu Clan's semi-saints, the old guy's blood and qi were decaying, plus he was born as a slave with a back master, he didn't have much background, and he lacked a handy guy in his hand, so he was very easy to kill!

Thousands of miles away.

Beiju Luzhou, deep in the Eight Scenic Palaces.

The formation pattern bloomed with monstrous light, and a purple gold gourd exuding the aura of Hongmeng disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, the Bull God King, who was not much old and half a saint who pressed the fate of the Yuan, but still felt unhappy, let out a wild laugh: "With this divine soldier in hand, I have it in the world." ”

As Lao Tzu's mount, he was naturally familiar with the breath of the purple gourd, and he was even more like an arm commanding him, and he immediately raised his hand to summon him.

Subconsciously, King Jin Crow wanted to stop it, but it was only now that the quasi-imperial soldiers appeared, so that they had the idea that Meng Fan was just bluffing.

It's a pity that this level of weapons is definitely not something that can be interfered with by the aura of holy weapons, and only by practicing the martial arts technique created by Jiutianzun can there be a glimmer of opportunity.

And in the void.

A purple gold gourd suddenly appeared, it exuded the aura of destroying the galaxy and reversing the ancient and modern, and when it noticed the call of the bull god king, it immediately flew over.

Along the way, the laws of the Holy Way crumbled.

Escape!

Seeing that nothing could be done, King Jinwu, who was extremely senior in the Yu clan, was wrapped in his own family patriarch and wanted to use the holy furnace to open a way to escape.

And the old half-saint of the Duanmu clan complained bitterly, and had a premonition that his life was imminent-

It is true that he has a deep understanding of the Dao, and so is his realm, and everyone present is inferior to him, but his blood and qi are so decaying that there are no holy soldiers......

"Want to run? All stay! ”

The bull god Wang Zhi was complacent, and directly urged the quasi-imperial soldiers to fix the heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles, in this case, the saints in good condition could not escape.

I saw that the road that King Jinwu had just opened up collapsed in the blink of an eye, and he stood in place in a daze, and his heart tightened.