The purpose was achieved.

As soon as Dongyun turned around, he jumped three times and came to Narcissus's side, quietly and squarely. As if this qiē bloody breath had nothing to do with him.

Silence, the silence in the field is indescribable.

The soldiers and monks of the Brera Dynasty were so shocked by the scene in front of them that they did not act. The emperors were silent.

Like a god in life, like a demon after death.

In the hearts of this group of emperors.

This man called the emperor is really an impenetrable secret. Three or four days ago, he was born and dared to drink poisonous wine and talk about the world. After death, turn into a zombie, and use weak blows to tear apart an imperial lord alive and devour his imperial energy.

Terrible, terrible.

The emperors are all in their hearts and list it as their number one rival.

Narcissus shocked Dongyun's methods even more, and in an instant, it was a moment that rewrote the ending in the field. No matter how supreme dares to step forward and provoke.

A negative hand.

Narcissus took a step forward and looked at the emperors, "Who else thinks that Shouyuan is too long, can stand up."

Threat, bare threat.

Yesterday, these emperors did not force Narcissus to hand over Dongyun. And today, all of them have completely changed under this blow from Dongyun.

A corpse and a turtle, smiling proudly.

At this time, this person is a turtle, standing in the Wangxian Pavilion, full of confidence, and no one dares to challenge its majesty.

And the soldiers of the Brera dynasty retreated in an instant. The emperor died, this is a big deal, and I don't dare to stir up trouble here because there are two ruthless people in the field, a turtle with a proud look, and a silent corpse king.

"Yunluo, you are so good, if you are free tonight, you can get together and talk about the world." As soon as the matter came to an end, the lord of the Yongzheng Dynasty called Qianli came to Narcissus and had the momentum to chase after the supreme empress.

Laugh at the world and tease the lord of the country.

Narcissus turned his head, glanced at Dongyun, who was calm, and smiled faintly. "Yes, but you have to be sincere and send one of ten cities and eight cities, otherwise, this may not be available. ”

Take advantage of the fire to rob and amuse people's hearts.

Dongyun was very angry in his heart, this girl was obviously angry with him, but he couldn't do anything here. Although he beheaded an emperor today, it was a sneak attack and he was injured. Otherwise, it's difficult, it's impossible.

In the ruthlessness of Narcissus.

Qianli turned around and left.

However, his expression was full of yin and yin atmosphere.

Talking about the world, Jihuang Mountain talks about treasures.

This time, Narcissus and Doropos became feared people, and many people stayed away from the two emperors. This is the murderer. A black hand under the daylight and the sun is cloudy, and the dynasty is overcast. In broad daylight, he beheaded one of his emperors.

Jihuang Mountain.

All of them are gathering people in a chaotic manner.

Vast expanses of monks are heading towards this place.

In the Jihuang Mountains.

A man who looked the same one stood on the top of a mountain, looking at Jihuang Mountain, his eyes were plain, as if there was no trace of fluctuation and emotion.

Another mountain peak.

A young girl covered her face and was shy in a Lingluo Dao veil, standing on the top of the mountain, also looking at this big peak.

and not far from the top of a mountain. A whole body with a black aura turned, and a sickly seedling man also stood and looked at Jihuang Mountain.

Each mountain peak has a pillar of power.

Obviously, the treasure of Jihuang Mountain is not an ordinary treasure, it may be powerful, it may not be ordinary, otherwise there would not be so many forces coming here and wanting to be included in the sleeve.

Far away, thousands of miles away.

Immortal Realm.

A woman sat in the hall of immortality, but she was not on the dragon chair. Instead, under the dragon chair, a case is presented horizontally, and there are many twists and turns.

She is none other than Wu Min.

Almost all the affairs of the immortal state are presided over with her, and every qiē is not chaotic, and every qiē is well organized.

In the Heaven-Covering City of the Immortal Kingdom.

The commander of the first corps, Xuan Xuzi, is working with all his might, and he will do everything step by step. Er Niu is Xuan Xuzi's right-hand man, and he is majestic in the field.

Originally, Dongyun planned to hand over Erniu to the Turtle Emperor for training. However, because of the unreliability of this dead turtle, he folded his plan.

this day.

There are hundreds of monks in the Immortal Kingdom.

is very arrogant, and even looks down on a qiē, and doesn't put a qiē in his eyes.

"Call your majesty, speed out, the deity has something to ask." In front of the capital of the Immortal Kingdom, the more than 100 monks were all ruthless, looking at the city guards at the city gate, it was obvious that this was to provoke trouble.

Several city guards soon spread the word to the palace.

Wu Min was convinced, and walked out with his ministers, on the city tower. Wu Min looked down: "Where is the cultivator, what is the reason why you want to come to my immortal life?"

Atmospheric, not afraid of a qiē.

Wu Min gives people a supreme aura, which is very inconsistent with her ordinary appearance.

But all the officials of Changsheng were very convinced of her, and they were serious and proper in their work. It's understandable that all qiē is solved under her hands.

On her side.

A young man's appearance was standing on the side, looking down. Turning his head, he said to Wu Min: "Wu Xiang, let Fusu come!"

Wu Min nodded.

This is what His Majesty explained before leaving, a major event, Gongzi Fusu, can participate in a qiē. Of course, in the face of national calamity, it is necessary for him to participate. So it's right.

Take a slight step out.

Gongzi Fusu came to the edge of the city tower, looked at the large number of monks below who were not very good-looking, and smiled slightly: "Everyone, your intention, Fusu already knows. I'll send you a few words, first, you can go to a thousand miles to find the answer, and second, get out—"

The words are not loud, and the voice is very soft.

However, the majesty shocked everyone present.

This is the temporary commander of the Immortal Legion, the Commander of the Fifth Legion, and it has appeared until now. He did not have a special record, but he was able to take the position of commander of the Fifth Army.

It is conceivable that there will be extraordinary means.

Anger, a great deal of anger, beneath the city.

The faces of the more than 100 monks sank.

It's not good, it's bad.

Such a large Regent force, even if it swept through all the realms of this mortal world, it was possible. However, in front of him, he let a son who looked like a scholar scold him. Let it fuck off, how crazy it is, how ruthless it is.

"If you don't clean up this mortal realm today, the deity will no longer be a monk." In front of him, a leading man dressed in fiery red service, with a gloomy face, looked at the large number of immortal officials on the city tower, and was angry in his heart.

A murderous aura burst out in the field.

Raided a large number of immortal officials on the city tower.

Above the castle tower.

Xu Shao, the left minister, the young emperor of Qingyun Geluo, Wu Min, the right minister and state agent, and the third and fourth temporary army commanders, Lisao and Zhengong, plus Gongzi Fusu, all stood on top of the city tower.

In the mortal world.

This great crowd on the tower of the city is king.

However, in front of these more than 100 monks, it seems that they are still a little weak.

Facing the cold drink downstairs in the city.

Childe Fusu stepped out.

Falling down from the city, he walked towards the large group of monks with the pinched steps of a scholar, and it could be said that he was confident, calm, and fearless, all of which were on his face at this time.

On the tower of the city, a large number of officials of Changsheng quietly watched the commander of the Fifth Legion, who was finally rewarded by His Majesty, although it was temporary, but it was in a straight line.

"Kill him—"

The monk who took the lead snorted coldly, beside him, it may be that a monk under him stepped out in one step, and he could have the cultivation of the six heavens of the soul. Holding a long sword in his hand.

Forced out in a straight step, sweeping towards Gongzi Fusu.

The Dao method was mixed with bursts of sounds of breaking the sky, and it was about to sweep Gongzi Fusu into two with one blow.

But.

The next scene surprised everyone.

This scholar, who seems to be weak and weak, did not retreat during the other party's killing, was very simple, and there were no superfluous movements, as if he was hitting the opponent's sword with his head.

"Poof—"

The two met, and the kendo swept.

The monk who came up wiped his neck in horror, and then fell down in the look of horror on his face, and his head rolled away like a ball.

This qiē did not stop.

Gongzi Fusu, I don't know when a bronze sword appeared in his hand, not big, not small, very moderate, but he couldn't see the sharp blade. Only the blue has bronze in it, and it is also mixed with bursts of black spots and ordinary sword bodies.

It's just a plain sword.

A monk fell to the ground without the slightest intention of resisting, and his head was in a different place, which made people frightened and frightened.

"Shhhh

It made people gasp.

The more than 100 monks were stunned.

The soldiers of Immortal seemed to have known this result for a long time, and they just shouted: "The Fifth Army is mighty, and the Fifth Army is mighty."

On the castle tower.

Xu Shao, Luo Shaohuang, Wu Min, Lisao, and Zhengong all looked at this qiē quietly. Although it was unexpected, they all admired His Majesty's unique vision even more.

"Poof—"

There was another soft sound, which brought everyone present back to reality in shock.

Because, this fifth army is a long man, not retreating but advancing, holding a bronze sword, walking towards more than 100 people, but anyone who comes up to block the attack is all a sword and dies.

Good history

That's what everyone thinks.

These people never imagined that this immortal official would be so fierce. Without saying a word, he raised his sword and moved forward, approaching the more than 100 monks.

He has the heroic spirit to destroy the monks in one fell swoop.

One step at a time.

"Poof, poof—" Two more sounds of slaughter sounded.

Gongzi Fusu just raised his sword and moved forward, and the goal was very simple, that is, the leading monk who spoke wildly.

"Up, give it to me, destroy him." The eyes of this monk dressed in red flame clothes were cold, and he never thought that such a ruthless person was actually harbored in his immortality, just like a scholar, there was no spiritual power fluctuation, relying on that copper sword.

After five steps, five monks had their heads cut off and were in pools of blood.

Ferocious, really ferocious.

This is an idea for this hundred or so monks.

Isn't this just silent, stepping forward to kill people, and with a smile on his face. It reminded the group of people of what he had said at the beginning of the day, "Get out—"

This is not a big talk, this is that people really have such strength.

The face of this leading disciple of the Yan Sect changed.

Obviously, this is a reference to hard points.

But.

So many people watched, and more than a hundred people were low. You can't run away without losing face! In a ruthless manner, Yanmen led his disciples and shouted: "Go up, beat him."

The words fell, and the group of monks moved.

A large group of monks, more than a dozen of them, surrounded Gongzi Fusu, who had stepped forward with his sword.

However, Gongzi Fusu did not stop moving forward, but continued to walk towards the Yanmen disciple who was shouting with a smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was going to kill him.

The Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and the god blocks the God.

The more than ten monks who were blocking in front of him, under this bronze sword, killed one step at a time, and moved forward.

"Poof, poof—"

With a large amount of blood flowers, the bronze sword sprayed the heads into the distance, rolling down in all directions, each head with a thick unwillingness, and fell to the ground and died.

In the field, such as Shura, the murderous aura is forcing people to walk, these people have long been frightened by Gongzi Fusu's murderous momentum, and they dare not move forward, but they can't help it.