"It's coming!"

Zhao Rubi, who was sitting in the Kongtong faction, heard Wang Baobao's voice and opened his eyes, "Wang Baobao's cultivation is progressing very quickly, otherwise, dare to provoke me?" Interesting, he created this bloody immortal heaven, it can be said that he is a genius, a generation of strange men, it is not an exaggeration, but you want to challenge me like this? Not qualified enough! ”

And under Wang Baobao's words, the mountains of Kongtong Mountain resounded, all under his true qi, as if they were about to tremble.

A touch of jealousy flashed in Zhu Mazi's eyes, he didn't know, what happened, why did the masters multiply, the Kongtong faction, the Wudang faction, and Zhang Wuji is, Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo, the masters of the younger generation, emerge one by one, in this turbulent era, there are more and more masters, it is a grand event for martial artists, you must know that such characters as the previous dynasty, such as the five uniques, are very few, but they are almost gathered here, this Wang Baobao originally thought that he was a good hand at unifying the army, and now it seems that his Mongolian martial arts, It has also reached a very high level!

It's definitely not inferior to yourself, sure enough, martial arts is not made behind closed doors, it should be a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending, which is the prosperous era of martial artists!

Zhu Mazi's restless heart was also hit by a huge blow!

"Wang Baobao?"

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhao Min, his eyes flashed with distrust!

"Don't look at me like this, my eldest brother is my eldest brother, I am me, we are not all the way!" Zhao Min made an innocent expression, "Let's take a good look, this is Kongtong Mountain, and only the Kongtong faction will deal with everything, haven't you seen it yet?" The Kongtong faction has been developing in a low-key manner for so many years, and now I am afraid that even Shaolin Wudang will be difficult to compete with it, hum, what a means, forcing Shaolin to close the mountain, smearing Wudang, splitting the Ming Sect, the world is so big, it's not that he Kongtong is big! ”

"Miss Zhao, why are you sowing discord here?"

Zhang Wuji has experienced so many ups and downs, as well as betrayal, naturally it is no longer so simple, there is something that Zhao Min can easily fan!

Zhao Min couldn't deny, "Zhao Rubi is here!" ”

They also saw a figure walking from the top of Kongtong Mountain, he walked very slowly, everyone could see the movements clearly, but just now he was still halfway up the mountain, but he appeared in front of them all of a sudden, which made Zhang Wuji confront the Mingjiao heroes, and looked at the Wudang faction again!

"Shrinking into inches?" Song Yuanqiao followed behind Zhang Sanfeng, naturally knowing that the higher the cultivation realm, the more he could do the behavior of an immortal in the eyes of others!

"Stepping on the Ten Directions World?"

The three old monks of the Shaolin faction on the side, their eyes also lit up, and they were more surprised, on top of this martial arts conference, the Kongtong faction didn't seem to have done much, they all had a little contempt for Kongtong, where did they know that a disciple had such a means, which really surprised them, "This is ...... Is this the general cultivation of a land bodhisattva? ”

Zhao Rubi walked in the criminal court, walked at the foot of Kongtong Mountain, and also saw here, a large number of elite soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty were stationed, and the ferocious aura in them came to the face, and the murderous spirit was rolling, which made people dare not underestimate it, and Wang Baobao seemed to be like a spiritual leader, sitting in it, giving people a huge sense of deterrence!

This kind of feeling, even Zhu Mazi didn't dare to flirt with his peak, after Zhang Wuji saw it, he also frowned, although his martial arts are powerful, he has reached the highest realm of the masters of the Ming Sect, but among thousands of troops, it is still a lot of difficulty to take the head of people, not to mention a master like Wang Baobao!

"I said, why are you so confident, I see that in your body, the Immortal Heavenly Divine Skill is almost complete, the Immortal Heavenly Wind Divine Power, the Immortal Heavenly Fire Divine Power, the Water Divine Power, the Thunder Divine Power, and the Blood Divine Power...... Interesting, but a lot of true qi, among which the imprint is not yours, it is obviously infused by others to cultivate for you, you are also a talent, and you have truly cultivated the Immortal Heavenly Divine Skill and harnessed the power of Vientiane, it's a pity! ”

Zhao Rubi glanced at it and immediately understood that Wang Baobao had the confidence to fight with him!

Wang Baobao was shocked, Zhao Rubi was not wrong at all, his immortal heavenly skill was still cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, controlling the power of Vientiane, but all this was not cultivated by him, but the Mongolian Thirteen Wings, in order to fulfill him, the power in his body penetrated through his body!

But Wang Baobao is also a genius, he has mastered him, cultivated the real Immortal Heavenly Divine Skill, and reached the realm of a half-step grandmaster, especially with so many soldiers, he has a bloody immortal sky, combined together, he can hardly shake a grandmaster master, which is also where his confidence lies!

"Fight!"

After Wang Baobao finished saying this, his fighting spirit was full of enthusiasm, and his momentum also changed, and the whole person and tens of thousands of troops fused into one, as if he had become a real immortal heavenly commander, and everyone seemed to hear countless people roaring in their minds, fighting! War!

As if thousands of troops were roaring, this suddenly made them take a step back in fright, and Wang Baobao became an undefeated god of war in their hearts, dominating the war!

Zhao Rubi chuckled lightly, took a step forward, Wang Baobao suddenly felt that his locked qi disappeared at once, as if his fist hit a ball of cotton, very uncomfortable, as a last resort, Wang Baobao's whole body Immortal Heavenly Divine Skill was running at full strength, and the sky collapsed and cracked out behind him, and the signs of grass, trees, insects and fish were in it!

And Zhao Rubi smiled again, "Wang Baobao, do you know what my pity was?" You must know that there are no two rivers in the world that are exactly alike...... You are a genius, you can comprehend the immortal heavenly divine skills, you can achieve the point of integrating all the divine powers, but unfortunately, you are in a hurry, and your true qi has been marked by others, you are already defeated, no matter how much overall situation you have, in front of the person who hopes to become the great grandmaster, you don't have any chance......"

Drink!

Zhao Rubi's last word seemed to be in Wang Baobao's heart, and the momentum of his whole body also changed, a Son of Heaven came, no, it was the Emperor of Heaven, the supreme Emperor of Heaven descended in front of everyone!

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

I don't know when, among the martial arts heroes, a martial arts figure who was forced by Zhao Rubi's aftermath momentum prostrate on the ground, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, as if the person in front of him was the true dragon emperor, and he opened a mouth, in this era of imperial supremacy, Wang Baobao's soldiers, their momentum suddenly leaked, they were all in armor, and they also knelt on the ground, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Poof!

Wang Baobao's bloody Wanfu Changshengtian was affected, and he couldn't suppress the true qi in his body, under this momentum, the army was defeated like a mountain, and the true qi took a fork in the road, and directly spewed out a mouthful of blood!

"Big Brother ......"

Zhao Min glared at Zhao Rubi as if he were dead, and hurriedly used his immortal weather skills with several other Mongolian thirteen-winged people to absorb the chaotic true qi in Wang Baobao's body with his immortal weather skills!