"Just Da Luo, dare to provoke Tongtian?"

On the Sun Star, a man with a domineering aura overlooking the entire Flood Wilderness, his gaze has been falling on the Buzhou Mountain in the Great Wilderness.

When he felt the familiar aura, he looked at the great witch of the Xuanming clan and sneered.

On the entire flood wilderness, those who know that Tongtian is powerful are either dead, or they are sealed somewhere and can't get out, if the entire flood is now in addition to Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi, who knows Tongtian best, it is none other than the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Since he was beaten by Tongtian last time, Donghuang Taiyi has paid attention to the Great Wilderness, which was once the base camp of the Wu clan.

There is no way, the source of his beating appeared on the Great Wilderness in the first place, and every time he wakes up from healing, he will set his eyes on the bottom of the mountain.

He naturally knew about the Xuanming clan's coming to the Great Wilderness, but the place where Tang Hao first appeared was at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Before he understood what the relationship between Tang Hao and those Wu Clans was, Donghuang Taiyi didn't dare to see the Wu Clan as he did before.

As soon as he finished healing his injuries today, he subconsciously looked at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain again.

The confrontation between Wushuang and Qinghe also happened to catch his eye.

Looking at the small sword pattern that suddenly appeared on Qing He's forehead after Wu Shuang's move, Donghuang Taiyi looked disdainful.

Don't talk about the sky, any demon king under his seat can beat each other.

But soon Donghuang Taiyi's face showed a trace of helplessness, in fact, in the final analysis, he and Wushuang are not the same.

When Tongtian was not promoted to a saint, he was trampled under the feet of the other party, and now that the other party has become a saint, there is no chance of revenge.

"You... Want revenge? ”

Just as Donghuang Taiyi withdrew his gaze and was about to close his eyes again to meditate, a voice that seemed to come from the deepest part of hell suddenly sounded in his ears.

Standing up violently, his golden pupils shrank suddenly when he saw that the Chaos Clock did not react in the slightest.

"Who?!"

Seeing that there was no one around, Donghuang Taiyi frowned, snorted coldly, and the entire sun under his feet began to riot, and countless flames began to ravage the surrounding void.

"Then Tongtian can be a saint, and your demon emperor can do it too."

"Surrender to me, and I will grant you supreme power!"

The sound of small fragments sounded in all corners of the Sun Star again, as if it was bewitching, so that the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's mind was affected to a certain extent!

But what kind of character is Donghuang Taiyi, how can he be easily bewitched by others, and even in just a moment, he came to his senses.

I couldn't help but gasp in my heart, and Donghuangtai showed a strong jealousy in her eyes.

Until now, he had not seen where the speaker was!

With a wave of his hand, the Chaos Bell rose from the ground, then stopped firmly above his head, and the small and fragmented sounds in his ears disappeared.

Now that his injuries have not healed, all kinds of characters dare to ride on his head, and Donghuang Taiyi meditates again and ignores it.

There is no way, the injury in the great battle with the Wu clan is too bad, and there is real fire on both sides, and if the injury suffered by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi does not rely on the power of the sun, it is estimated that it will not heal for a lifetime.

"Hmph, when people become saints, is that the establishment of the Interception Sect? That's the Hongmeng purple qi that people gave from the original Dao Ancestor! ”

"And give me supreme power, who do you think you are? Is it the same existence as Daozu? ”

With a cold snort in his heart, the Sun Star fell into complete silence, only some hidden corners and wisps of demonic mist continued to spread.

......

For some reason, Buzhou Yamashita hasn't been quiet since the last time he was hit by a co-worker.

First, there was an energy storm raging, and then the two ancient fierce beasts fought for the innate treasure Kyushu Shejitu, and then the emperor of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Now, the entire Buzhou Mountain is filled with an extremely terrifying aura.

In the sky above the Terran town, when Xuan Ming watched Wushuang move towards Qinghe, he was ready to think about how to extinguish Tang Hao's anger.

What Qing He said at the beginning, she still remembered that the Tongtian Sect Master once told Qing He that as Tang Hao's mount, he could meet a saint without worshipping!

What is the concept of meeting a saint without worshipping it?

It can be said that even if Qinghe's owner is also a saint, he can't give her this right.

As a well-known existence in the wilderness, it is impossible for the Tongtian Sect Master to lie, so there is only one possibility, that is, the master of Qinghe is the existence of a statue and Dao Ancestor Qiping!

Because only the mount of the Taoist ancestor can be qualified to meet the saint without worshipping!

"Damn Wushuang, I think I should have killed him directly!"

Endless anger flashed in Xuan Ming's beautiful pupils, but the next moment, the anger turned into consternation.

The endless killing aura began to rage under his feet, and there was a certain edge contained in it, which seemed to be able to cut everything in the world!

This is... Heavenly sword intent?

Although there are many people who make swords in the entire flood wilderness, but there is no one else who has such a killing aura, except for Tongtian, Xuan Jing can't think of anyone else.

On the other side, Wu Shuang's mind was completely sluggish at this time.

My mind inexplicably thought of the domineering figure that fell from the sun 100,000 years ago.

At the beginning, he also felt this way in his heart, powerless, hopeless, and sluggish.

There is no escape, because there is no point in running away anymore.

The old and decaying gaze looked at Qing He, who was only half a step away from him, and Wu Shuang said the last sentence before he died.

"You're... The mount of the Saint of Babel! ”

When the words fell, it was no different from the ancient fierce beast before, and Wu Shuang didn't even have time to manifest the true body of the Wu Clan, and the whole person seemed to be pierced by countless sharp lines from all around.

Poof, countless tiny flesh and blood were scattered all over the place.

Because of the previous experience of Qi Qi, when Wushuang said the last sentence, Qing He had already taken several steps back.

Looking at this familiar scene, even though he had already expected that the sword intent left by Tongtian would be very powerful, Qing He still felt a trace of shock in his heart.

This is a Da Luo creature!

If nothing else, even if he is an adult, it is estimated that he can only be the same as that poor and strange, and he can only become a Taiyi Golden Immortal!

In other words, the realm of Wushuang is beyond the reach of his life!

But this is such an existence, and he actually died in front of him so lightly, and the most important thing is that this is not the presence of the Tongtian Sect Master in person, but just the three sword intents he gave casually.

Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Qing He thought of the elegant appearance of the Tongtian Sect Master who had been in front of him, and finally understood how terrifying the other party was!

Qing He knew very well that he was able to relate to an existence like the Tongtian Sect Master because she was Tang Hao's mount.

For a while, Qing He only felt extremely fortunate that he was able to be successfully accepted by Tang Hao.

Not to mention anything else, if it weren't for Tang Hao, she would have been swallowed by that big snake at the beginning!

At this time, the whole town fell into silence, and although the Terrans who were not present did not know what was happening, the terrifying aura that permeated the heavens and the earth still made them shiver in their homes.

Fortunately, the sword intent of the Tongtian Sect Master was only aimed at Wu Shuang alone, otherwise just by leaking the slightest breath, it was estimated that the entire human race would be razed to the ground.

At this time, everyone present was also stunned, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at the pile of minced meat on the ground in disbelief.

The people present, even those ordinary people who had no cultivation, knew what kind of existence the Great Witch of the Wu Clan really was.

For example, Zhisheng, Dayi, Wangshu, Qingyou, and Di Liao, they know exactly what Da Luo represents.

Just dead? I'm not dreaming, am I?

Behind Qing He, the innate human race Wangshu pinched his arm, and suddenly exclaimed!

It hurts, it's not a dream!

Wushuang, it's really dead!

Rumble!

Everyone finally reacted, and the scene was in an uproar.

Everyone's eyes looked at Qing He with some incredulity, including those Terrans who knew her identity.

"You... Who are you?! You can't be the mount of the Great Ancestor! ”

Di Liao and the three of them had already fallen into collapse at this time, and one of them pointed at Qing He with trembling legs and roared hoarsely.

There are only three great witches in the Xuanming clan in total, and now one has died so inexplicably, which is not a big blow to the entire tribe!

Could it be that it is really just like what Wushuang said before he died, Qinghe is a mount to the sky?

How can it be!

Tongtian is the top existence in the entire flood wilderness, if Qinghe can become the other party's mount, why bother in this place where birds don't?

"Who am I?"

At this time, Qing He finally came back to her senses, looking at the three Di Liao who were full of horror and trembling all over, she grinned, and her two little tiger teeth were exposed.

"I'm my husband's mount."

"Now you know you're scared? When you insulted my husband, I remember that you didn't have this expression! ”