Outside the Great Qin City!

In a valley, in the valley, there stood a group of black-robed figures.

The first one was the first, with a handsome face, a thin slit in the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes were slightly squinted at the saint outside the Great Qin City.

"Heavenly Emperor, that's Simon Sage, what is he doing here?" a subordinate behind him said in a deep voice.

"Simon Sage, it's really not the right time to come!" said the Heavenly Emperor in a deep voice.

"He won't disrupt my plan to punish the Heavenly Court, right?" the subordinate worried.

"No, Zuo Chunqiu is also here, he won't sit idly by and watch defeat!"

The Great Emperor of Punishment, the cold of the dark sky, is located in the Western Outer Continent of the Netherworld, and not long ago, he captured the injured first saint, Wu Tian.

At this moment, he actually brought a group of subordinates to the East Outer Continent.

"Heavenly Emperor, what is the strength of this Yan Chuan?" a subordinate said curiously.

"I don't know, but if you dare to call a saint like this, obviously, he has his own reliance, and it seems that he has a certain relationship with Yan Zizai in the Northern Outer Continent of the Netherworld, so wait!"

"Yes!"

Outside the city of Daqin.

"Believe me, go home immediately!" Otherwise, you will be ruined!" said Simon solemnly.

Hua Zuntian: "............!"

Skull Sea Sect Master: "............!"

Three Yin Sect Master: "............!"

The ghost is worried: "............!"

The strong man watching from all directions: "............!"

Simon's words had no beginning or end, and for a while, everyone was puzzled.

A saint, the highest person in heaven and earth, would be forced to be ruined by a small holy court that had been established less than a hundred years ago? What are you kidding?

The Skull Sea Sect Master, the Three Yin Sect Master, and the Ghost were even more speechless at this moment, and the sage persuaded the sage to leave?

"Simon Sage, this is the enmity between the Heavenly Sage and Yan Chuan, why do you want to help Yan Chuan?" said the Skull Sea Sect Master in a deep voice.

Hua Zuntian also looked at Simon Sage, and said with a hint of doubt: "Simon, what do you mean by this?"

"I'm also for your good, Emperor Yan shines in the Yangjian West Outer Continent, or it won't be long before it spreads all over the world. Simon Sage said in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

"Yan Chuan will Wu Tian and destroy the Nine Clans!" said the Ximen Sage in a deep voice.

"What?" The faces of the cultivators around him changed suddenly.

"First Saint?" said the Skeleton Sea Sect Master in horror.

"Although Wu Tian eventually escaped, Yan Chuan also killed Emperor Feng alone!" said the Ximen Sage again.

"Kill Emperor Feng?"

"Emperor Feng?"

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The cultivators of the Quartet were in an uproar all of a sudden. In this world, there are few races that are unified, and the Feng clan is one of the big clans, among which the strength of the Feng Emperor is even closer to the saint, but the Feng Emperor was killed by Yan Chuan?

All around, countless cultivators looked at Yan Chuan in horror.

The people and courtiers of Dazhen also knew the news for the first time, and suddenly looked at Yan Chuan, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed in their eyes.

Hua Zuntian said in a deep voice: "No, you said earlier that Wu Tian Saint finally fled, what do you mean?"

"Wu Tian was injured by Wu Cong, and then fled back, wanting to participate in the battle between Yan Chuan and Emperor Feng, but was stopped by another person, after Yan Chuan killed Emperor Feng, Wu Tian could only flee back to the underworld!" explained the sage of Simon.

"Who's the other?" said Hua Zuntian in a deep voice.

Thinking of meow, Simon Sage suddenly hesitated.

"The other person, you will know in the future, Huazun Tian, you can't help Yan Chuan!" the Simon Sage persuaded again.

"No!," the Skull Sea Sect Master and the others suddenly exclaimed depressedly.

The three of them have already given Yan Chuan a war letter, if your saint leaves, won't we be miserable?

In the central hall square, Yan Chuan's expression was calm, but he turned desolate but showed excitement.

If the ancestor is leaving, everything can be turned into safety.

When Hua Zuntian heard what Simon said, he suddenly hesitated for a while.

Yan Chuan, isn't it just an Ancestral Immortal Triple Heaven, how can it be so strong?

Hua Zuntian stared at Simon deadly, as if he was thinking about whether what Simon said was true.

Simon said so much, and felt that benevolence and righteousness had been exhausted, so he did not persuade him anymore.

In the distance, Shen Tianhan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Wu Tian, it turned out that he was injured like this? Heh, he is also unlucky!"

Hua Zuntian looked at Simon for a while, and finally affirmed what Simon said.

Turning to look at Yan Chuan, in the Yangjian West Outer Continent, if it is not the emperor's home field, Yan Chuan can kill Emperor Feng?

But the previous oath has already made the world boil, if you suddenly say that you want to go back?

Not to mention the shame, as far as his saint prestige is concerned, from now on, he will definitely collapse.

Hua Zuntian hesitated for a while.

In front of the central hall, Yan Chuan showed a sneer and said: "Sage, have you thought about it?" Today, if you dare to be presumptuous in my Great Qin, in the coming day, the Great Zhen army will definitely come to the city, as long as you are in the Zuntian Territory one day, the Zuntian Territory will never be peaceful!"

Yan Chuan is threatening the saint?

The surrounding cultivators never thought that Yan Chuan had a chance of winning at first, the sage made a move, how could Yan Chuan, a small holy court that had just been established for less than a hundred years, be able to stop it?

But now, what did the cultivators see? The saint was afraid, and Yan Chuan was still threatening the saint?

Countless cultivators were collectively speechless for a while.

"Hahahahaha, Hua Zuntian, aren't you here to kill Yan Chuan and Yin Hatian?

Everyone suddenly turned their heads to look, and on the top of a mountain peak, a group of green-robed cultivators were standing at this moment.

The first person is extremely heroic, with a fair face and a fierce light in his eyes.

No, anyone who saw this man's eyes trembled, and the man's eyes seemed to be shining with a fierce light all the time.

"He, two pupils in each eye?"

"Double pupils? Legend has it that the head of the Zuo family is a heavy pupil?"

"The head of the Zuo family, Zuo Chunqiu?"

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Suddenly, many cultivators recognized it.

"Zuo Chunqiu?" Hua Zuntian said in a deep voice.

The sage of Simon also looked at Zuo Chunqiu solemnly. The head of the left family. For the world's first hegemon!

Yan Chuan also looked at Zuo Chunqiu from a distance.

"Heavy pupils?" Yan Chuan said with a narrowing of his eyes.

"What's wrong with the heavy pupil?" Mo Yuxi wondered.

"The person with heavy pupils has an extremely expensive life, and it is rumored that there will never be a nemesis in his life, and he is the only one who can restrain the heavy pupils in numerology! And ......" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"And what?"

"This Zuo Chunqiu is not simple, the strength should still be in the Feng Emperor, no, the strength should still be above the saint!" Yan Chuan said affirmatively.

"Huh?" Mo Yuxi said in surprise.

"Hua Zuntian, you promised me, let's start! I just want Yin to die!" Zuo Chunqiu said in a deep voice.

Hua Zuntian was still staring at Zuo Chunqiu, and said in a deep voice for a while: "Why are you pressing so hard?"

"Haha, you don't need to know too much, don't worry, I promise, this is the last time! Moreover, I'm still behind you, I'll keep you safe!" Zuo Chunqiu said in a deep voice.

Hua Zuntian was silent for a while.

A Ximen saint was puzzled: "Huazuntian, do you have a handle in Zuo Chunqiu's hands? Do you know that you are using your position as a saint to take risks? This time, even if you win against Yan Chuan, you will also lose the great virtue of the saint!"

Hua Zuntian looked at Ximen, took a deep breath and said, "Ximen, thank you for reminding me again and again, but, there are some things I have to do!"

Ximen turned to look at Zuo Chunqiu and said, "Zuo Chunqiu, you are also a character who has refined the Great Dao, why do you want to force Huazun Tian hard?"

Zuo Chunqiu looked at the Ximen Sage, and sneered slightly: "There are some things that you don't need to know!"

The scene suddenly became solemn.

"Yan Chuan, hand over Yin Hatian!" Hua Zuntian took a step and shouted again.

"Heh, if you can kill me, Yin Hatian will naturally come out, if you can't kill me, in the future, I will destroy your sect!" Yan Chuan said coldly with a look in his eyes.

The two powerhouses were already preparing for a decisive battle, and the Simon Sage didn't say anything anymore.

Zuo Chunqiu stood coldly on the top of a mountain peak, and a group of strong people from all directions were also waiting.

The Sect Master of the Skull Sea, the Sect Master of the Three Yins, and the Ghost Seeing Sorrow, the three powerhouses exhaled secretly, and at the same time made up their minds that they would kill Yan Chuan later, otherwise, they would suffer from it!

"Heavenly Dao!" Hua Zuntian shouted.

"Boom!"

Behind the Heavenly Venerable, more than 2,000 Heavenly Dao suddenly appeared, and as soon as the Heavenly Dao came out, a terrifying aura emanated.

With a palm of his hand, Huazun Tiantan mobilized the power of the Endless Heaven and Earth from the realm of the saints, and pressed towards the entire Great Qin City.

The vast palm gang was overwhelming, and before the palm gang arrived, the void was already shaking strongly, and the storm was rising, falling from the sky, as if it wanted to penetrate the entire Great Qin City with one palm.

In front of the central hall, Yan Chuan's face showed a fierce and cold expression.

Above the sea of luck clouds, the statue of Yan Chuan suddenly turned into an eighteen-clawed golden dragon of luck luck.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon of luck roared at the saint with a hideous face.

Zombie Yan Chuan, stepping out——

In the yang world, where the human body is Yan Chuan.

"Yin hated the sky, the Great Qin City of the Netherworld, the saints, the Zuo family, all of them are coming! You have to go back!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Meow, it's a big fight again, I'm going, I'm going!" Meow suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

Yin Haotian frowned and said, "Holy King, Zuo Chunqiu of the Zuo family, have you arrived?"

"Not bad!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"Holy King, can you let me see what Zuo Chunqiu looks like?" Yin Hatian said with a hint of hatred.

Yan Chuan nodded, waved his hand, and used spells to condense Zuo Chunqiu's appearance. It was as if Zuo Chunqiu was standing in front of Yin Hattian.

Looking at Zuo Chunqiu, Yin Hatian suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning.

"Ahh

"Meow?" Meow Meow looked at Yin Hatian blankly.

Yan Chuan waved his hand, and Zuo Chunqiu's image disappeared.

"Yin Hatian, what's wrong with you?" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

Yin Hatian was in pain of holding his head, and his whole body was like a convulsion.

Yan Chuan looked at it again, and Yin Haotian's face became hideous because of the headache. This is not the key, the key is Yin Hatian's pupils.

"Heavy pupils?" Yan Chuan said in surprise.

Yin Hattian's pupils have also turned into heavy pupils?