In the early morning, the sky is sunny.

The old barbarian god of the barbarian tribe bid farewell to the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion and his party. If nothing else, this is the last one. The old man is young and vigorous, after all, he is just a passerby of each other!

The old barbarian god leaned under the pine tree, and most of his body melted into the bluestone under the tree.

The sage's method of delaying the transformation of the Tao will not last for a few years!

The old barbarian god, whose eyes were getting darker and darker, chuckled, "Hehe...... Boys of the clan, you need to grow up quickly...... No one can be relied on, only the barbarians themselves can survive forever! ”

The old sage let out a sigh of relief and fell into a shallow slumber.

The old barbarian god who is about to die has no fear.

The Temple of the God of War flew rapidly in the sky of Nanling.

Gou Changsheng sat cross-legged on the deck, thinking back to the mentality of the old barbarian god, a dying Terran senior was very calm.

In the face of the great horror of life and death, he actually accepted it, and the strength of the Dao heart is very rare!

If the position of life and death is reversed, he may not be able to live forever, and he may not be able to treat it with a normal heart.

Immediately, he looked at Dongfang Bai, who was cultivating asceticism.

The barbarians who do not have the protection of the sages are afraid that it will be difficult to survive in Nanling. The law of the jungle is the oldest law, and there is no deterrence without sages.

The treaties signed with the demon clan in the past have also become waste paper.

A person, a family, a clan, a country, a world, an ancient star, an immortal dynasty, the rise and fall of various forces.

It's like a law in the dark, even the emperor is difficult to break.

Prosperity at its peak is the beginning of decay, until it ends!

Click......

The female god of war and Chao Hongyan wrestled their wrists, and comforted by the way: "Dongfang Bai, don't be afraid. We, the God of War Temple and the barbarians, have always been allies in the South Ridge. The ancestor of the God of War Temple will not sit idly by and watch the barbarians be destroyed. ”

Dongfang Bai listened to it and felt even more uncomfortable.

The straight-going barbarians, when have they relied on others, isn't that eating soft rice!

But he couldn't refute it. The old barbarian god is gone, and if the sacrificial spirit cannot be sanctified, the barbarian will inevitably encounter a life and death crisis.

As the patriarch, he knew that it was necessary for the God of War Temple to shelter.

Two thoughts fought in his head, so he had to consult the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion, and the ancestor said that Nameless had a bad stomach.

If it is an enemy, it must be destroyed at any cost, because it is too dangerous.

However, if it is an ally. That is, a reliable partner.

"Teenager...... I don't know how good a rich woman is, and I mistake my heart for a treasure. Gou Changsheng said angrily: "Even if it is a beautiful old aunt, there are benefits you can't imagine." The soft rice is fed to your mouth, and you don't want to eat it! ”

Dongfang Bai: "...... I...... Nothing to ask for. ”

Ran's face was black: "Phew...... Shameless...... You're embarrassed to teach others. The predecessors of the god of flowers have taken a fancy to you, and you are also passive...... Don't think I don't know. ”

The female god of war said confusedly: "What kind of soft rice and hard rice...... I like to be proactive, though. ”

"Ahem, ahem...... You ......" Gou Changsheng almost vomited blood, and said angrily: "Good guy, I just found out...... Each of you has your own craft! ”

The rookie assassin said suspiciously: "Although I don't understand, what you said ...... None of them are good words. ”

Along

Young geniuses, there are always endless words to say, and endless fights.

The female god of war is naturally warlike, and the vigorous energy brought by her physique challenges Tianjiao one by one.

The royal body, which is famous for its fighting prestige, is worthy of the first royal body of the Nanling human race, and defeated the barbarian king body.

Even, relying on the fighting spirit to win the invincible hybrid hegemon.

The assassin Moon Shadow, the princess with a red face, the maid sister flower, and the female source heavenly master Nangong Allure, all of them were defeated one by one.

Unexpectedly, Han Feiyu and the female god of war drew a match.

Ah Zi smiled slyly, "Hehe...... Brother Han, you are not honest...... Fighting, always hiding strength. ”

Han Feiyu shook his head and said, "Little junior sister, you are probably wrong, my strength is average." ”

Not for a while

The female god of war knows that she is invincible, and she also wants to challenge the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion.

Comparable to the Tianjiao of the Young Emperor, there are not many Beidou, and even fewer are recognized.

Suppressed in the realm of kings, Gou Changsheng hammered the female god of war in ten moves.

Qingsi blocked the peaks of the chest, the king's armor was shattered, and the female god of war coughed up blood and said excitedly: "Hahaha...... Happy...... Finally, there is a man who can conquer me! With people like you, in the future, our human race will not be bullied by the demon race! ”

The warmongers always submit to the strong.

This is a kind of convincing, which can be regarded as a kind of liking.

The goddess of war does not hide the worship of the strong.

Messy and red face rolled his eyes, if he wins or loses his feelings, he will become a sweetheart.

Gou Changsheng heard the voice, and said in a deep voice: "With your strength, in the same realm of Nanling, there is anyone who can beat you?" ”

The goddess of war sighed lightly: "Yes...... I've been suppressed by her all my life...... Once, once, not once! ”

In the vast territory of the South Ridge, there are only two major forces of the human race.

The barbarians have declined, and only the still powerful Temple of War remains.

The two major forces have supported each other and have gone through a long time.

But Nanling, the most powerful is the demon clan. Nanling Demon Emperor Palace, is the leader of the Beidou Demon Clan. Among the 100,000 mountains in Nanling, the holy mountain of the demon clan, great forces emerge one after another.

The goddess of war explained carefully, about the power of the Demon Emperor Palace.

In addition to the strongest heritage of the Beidou Demon Clan, there is also the orthodox inheritance of the Demon Emperor.

In this life, there is a descendant of the Demon Emperor. It's not the lucky one who got the Demon Emperor's scriptures, but the Tianjiao who has really been cultivated by the Demon Emperor.

Born twenty years ago, he has been practicing penance in Nanling.

Dongfang Bai came to his senses: "Ten years ago, that demon clan powerhouse who killed the evil god outside the territory with one palm. Unexpectedly, it is really the descendant of the Demon Emperor! The Demon Emperor has no heirs, and this heir is only afraid that he is very powerful. ”

Gou Changsheng squinted his eyes and said, "What are you afraid of, aren't you the heir of the Demon Emperor." The emperor of the Eastern Emperor Ji family has not yet hit the road. If the heirs of the Demon Emperor dare to make a move, I will call the emperor to come and block the door. ”

The crowd was speechless and speechless.

After all, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion was really able to invite the emperor.

Half a day later

In the depths of the South Ridge, the Demon Emperor Hall is built in the canyon, a golden and brilliant temple.

It is a vessel of inheritance, refined by the Demon Emperor himself, and practiced by the Demon Saints of the past dynasties.

The Temple of the God of War stopped in the square.

moment

was surrounded by countless big demons, the weakest of which were all strong people of the demon clan in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and they all turned into shapes.

The Battle Saint King walked out, and couldn't help but be stunned and said, "You demon clan are ...... Is this a war between the human race and the demon race...... I don't know if the Chaogu Dynasty is still the first force! ”

Many demon clans ignored the holy king of the human race, and looked at the demon emperor hall solemnly one by one.

More than a dozen demon kings didn't care about unexpected visitors.

Even, there were several demon sages who chose to ignore it.

Ransa joked: "Hehe...... You God of War Temple, you don't have the cards you imagined...... Demon Emperor Palace, clearly ignore you! ”

The female warlord shouted angrily, and she was about to challenge the demon king of the demon clan.

An old ape king said angrily: "Oh, your War God Temple will make trouble at a critical time...... You've won this time...... Don't get into trouble. ”

Did you win?

The goddess of war was broken by a sentence: "......"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.

When Gou Changsheng saw an acquaintance, it should be said that he was a familiar demon.

Suzaku Daoist was shocked: "Nameless...... You're here so soon...... Let's change the day, there is a great enemy in the Demon Emperor Hall today...... The descendants of the Demon Emperor are dealing with a strong enemy! ”

Gou Changsheng said curiously: "The powerful ones are gone, now on the Beidou, who still has the strength to fight against the Demon Emperor's heirs?" ”

Bang......

Without waiting for the Vermilion Bird Daoist to answer, at the exit of the Demon Emperor Palace, a figure fell out.

The rich law of fire exploded, like a mushroom cloud.

Yes......

The unlucky and slow-running demon clan powerhouse was burned by the sage flame and became a barbecue.

Without waiting for the introduction of the Vermilion Bird Daoist, Gou Changsheng recognized the defeated.

The Blood Phoenix Mountain Phoenix Maiden stood at the door of the Demon Emperor Hall in a daze.

The fire phoenix clenched her teeth, and the phoenix eyes breathed fire and said, "Taiyin Jun...... You've won this time...... Next time, you don't have that much luck. One day, I will regain lost ground. The 100,000 mountains of Nanling have been the territory of our Blood Phoenix Mountain since ancient times. It was the Demon Emperor who was shameless and forcibly occupied. ”

Gou Changsheng quipped: "Hehe...... What you lose on the battlefield, don't expect to negotiate to get it back...... You Blood Phoenix Mountain are not the Beidou aborigines. ”

The princess gritted her teeth and said, "Nameless...... You wait for me...... Sooner or later, clean you up. ”

So, the primeval princess went away with a belly of fire.

The goddess of war shouted, "It's cowardly...... Phew, what an invincible princess...... If you have the ability to stay, let's fight for 300 rounds. ”

(End of chapter)

Lewen