In the snow in the distance, there were suddenly figures turning out, more and more, looking at the costumes, they were all people from the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate.

In Qingcheng, several figures rose to the sky, led by the silver-eyed tiger laughing wildly, looking at Qingcheng under his feet, if it was in the past, how could he have a chance to come again.

In the house, Han Jueming gritted his teeth, he had long hated the people of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, and regardless of the inextricable relationship between his grandfather's death and the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, the so-called traitors in Mocheng were all instigated by the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate.

Han Jueming stepped on the boat: "Where are the children of Mocheng?"

On the house over there, dozens of Mocheng disciples stood in the cold wind, nodded to Han Jueming as the leader, and called out respectfully, "Young Master".

Han Jueming snorted coldly and said, "Follow me out of the sword!"

The monk of Mocheng crossed the city wall and rushed into the monk of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate outside.

In the city, the sword aura of the Cloud Pavilion was far away, and the disciples of the Wangyun Gate stationed in Qingcheng followed Sun Li out of Qingcheng.

On that day, the monks of the Extreme Sect and the Bingyue River stationed in Qingcheng all drew their swords.

The silver-eyed tiger's eyes were sharp, and he wanted to stop these ants in his eyes, but a fairy sword kept shuttling in Qingcheng Alley, stirring up the wind and snow in the sky, and then roared into the sky, piercing the silver-eyed tiger's eyebrows.

The silver-eyed tiger fist flashed with golden light, knocked the fairy sword off with one punch, and then roared angrily at one place: "Li Trout!"

In the corner of the house in the distance, Li Trout stood there quietly, wearing a white shirt, reflecting the heavy snow stirred up by the fairy sword in the sky, so it was not romantic.

The silver-eyed tiger sneered: "Little Immortal Sword Li Trout, when did you become a lackey of the imperial court?"

"Nanqing is so lively, how can there be less of me Li trout, heavy snow, fairy sword, hot wine, and ...... The silver-eyed tiger who is known as the strongest killer in the late stage of the Xuan Transformation Realm. ”

The silver-eyed tiger's nose was directly crooked, and it was obvious that he had been defeated under Li Trout, and Li Trout's last words were clearly sarcastic.

The silver-eyed tiger shouted: "Li Trout, today's me is no longer yesterday's me......"

"Listen to what the sky says, come to the station. Li Trout interrupted the silver-eyed tiger.

In the palace, two figures swept to Li Trout's side, one figure was Wan Gui, Wan Gui was dressed in a white shirt, looked at Li Trout, couldn't help but tighten his clothes, and then pointed to the one-armed fire phoenix next to the silver-eyed tiger and said: "Brother, it's him, he beat me last time." ”

There was a big man beside Wan Ghost, in such a cold weather, but he was wearing a short sleeve, and the big man smiled and said, "That's it, brother, see how I twist his head off." ”

The fire phoenix's eyes were gloomy, and the silver-eyed tiger beside him had endured it, and rushed towards Li Trout, Li Trout stretched out his fingers, and the fairy sword flew back and crashed into the silver-eyed tiger from the side.

On the palace square, Zedong couldn't stop pushing back, and was suddenly smashed out by the arm of the thorn beast.

A shot from the back passed through Zedong's side and stabbed directly into the head of the thorn beast, but the thorn beast slowly pulled out the spear and threw it back.

A man caught Zedong, and then the spear.

Zedong looked back at the unassuming man who had come out of the black army.

The man smiled faintly and said, "Yue Ling!"

Yue Ling, Yang Qi's master!

This unsightly man, the commander of the entire Black Iron Stream, is said to have used his mortal body to provoke a monk of the Xuan Transformation Realm!

Zedong understood in his heart, nodded and said, "I've seen Commander Yue." ”

For the strong, Zedong has never been stingy with respect.

Yue Ling said: "It's okay!"

Does he mean that you can still fight?

Zedong looked at the thorn beast in the distance that was comparable to the Xuan Transformation Realm and nodded.

The man had already put away his gun and attacked the thorn beast.

On the battlefield in the air, the golden retriever roared to overwhelm Mo Tiantian and Zhang Yuxi, and he was still unscrupulously absorbing the imperial spirit in the air.

And Chen Xi ......

A figure, as fast as a meteor, fell from the battlefield into the palace square.

There was a big pit on the steps, Chen Xi took away the broken bricks on his body, looked back at Zhao He with an embarrassed face, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with this power, it's a bit of a mistake." ”

"Chen Xi?" Zhao He wondered.

Chen Xi coughed and patted his stomach, this kick is really heavy, fortunately, there is an outer armor to withstand the strength, and almost most of the dragon qi just now poured into the breastplate to resist this blow.

Then Chen Xi nodded.

Before Chen Xi could stand firm, another figure was blasted into the big pit that Chen Xi had just smashed out, stirring up a burst of dust.

Looking at Zedong in the pit, Chen Xi really wanted to laugh.

But Chen Xi still stretched out his hand, and Zedong stood up holding Chen Xi's hand.

"Oh, no, I think you're so good, hey, what about your dog?"

Zhao He covered his face, couldn't Chen Xi complain a few words less about Zedong?

Zedong was surprisingly lifeless, slapped Chen Xi's hand away and said, "Wait for you to fall down next time, don't fall here." ”

Zhao He's eyes widened, will Zedong also tease people?

Throwing away Mo Tiantian and Zhang Yuxi who were like kraft candy again, the golden retriever roared once again to absorb the imperial qi, as if he had seen the spiritual realm close at hand.

Suddenly, the imperial qi in the sky condensed, and it was difficult to move for half a minute, and an old eunuch standing behind Zhao He was standing there, holding a wisp of imperial qi in his hand and sending it to Zhao He.

Zhao He looked back, the old eunuch was one step higher than Zhao He, but half a head lower than Zhao He.

"Please Your Majesty enter the palace, sit on the dragon chair, accept the emperor's spirit, and celebrate the foundation of Zhennan. ”

Chen Xi and Zedong looked back at Zhao He, and the three of them looked at each other and nodded.

That Yue Ling picked up the thorn beast with a shot, Zedong leaned over, kicked the thorn beast to the palace, and said lightly: "I'll come here!"

Zedong and Yue Ling jumped out of the palace and hunted the thorn beast.

Chen Xi looked at the puppet in the distance, his figure rose from the ground, and left a voice: "I'll come here!"

Zhao He had already turned around and walked towards the main hall, and the old eunuch ordered: "No one is allowed to enter the main hall to disturb Your Majesty!"

The black iron stream instantly parted and protected it outside the main hall.

And the monks of Yashan Fort jumped onto the palace wall to guard the perimeter to prevent the monks of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate from sneaking up.

The old eunuch's figure flashed, and he had already come to the sky above the city gate, holding Zhang Yuxi who was falling with one hand, rising rapidly, and coming to Yunhai Mo Tiantian's side, looking at the golden retriever in the distance, he roared lightly: "The old slave has served the four generations of emperors, and has guarded Nanqing for more than 200 years, little doll, retreat!"

The golden retriever roared and grinned: "The old immortal, come to fight!"

The old eunuch squinted slightly, and the golden retriever roared and instantly felt that the air around him was stagnant, and the old eunuch had come to the golden retriever roar, although the golden retriever roar had been prepared, but he was still pressed down by the old eunuch's palm, and the golden retriever roar was in shape!

Mo Tiantian snorted lightly and said, "Hey, Lao Zhang, you are helping the old-timers in this gang, I'll go see my apprentice!"

Zhang Yuxi was speechless: "Yo yo yo, the head Tie Mo Tiantian who beat anyone who didn't like his eyes back then was so interested in his apprentice." ”

Mo Tiantian ignored Zhang Yuxi, who was ridiculing him, stretched out his hand and swept out of the sea of clouds with the Biyun Sword, and came to Mo Tiantian's side, Mo Tiantian rushed down the clouds with the Biyun Sword.

Chen Xi's figure had already rushed to the puppet's side, and the puppet sneered, and his face was not clear.

"Boy, that master is no match for me, what can you do. ”

Chen Xi didn't answer, but the dragon qi rose all over his body, and a huge dragon shadow behind him stared at the three-meter-tall puppet with lantern-sized eyes.

"Yes, yes, it's hard to imagine that you could find a Dragon Ball so quickly. ”

The puppet reached into his chest and pulled out a fiery iron sword: "But soon it will be mine, with this dragon ball to provide power, I will be stronger." ”

"Let's see if you have a life, I'm sorry, you're a dead man. ”

The puppet was choked by Chen Xi and couldn't speak for a while.

Chen Xi smiled, and the dragon shadow lowered his head, opened his mouth and rushed forward with Chen Xi in his mouth.

The puppet raised his sword and slashed at Chen Xi.

The two sides flashed by, standing in the snow, and the momentum was completely gone.

The three-meter puppet figure had countless cracks, and he knelt down first: "Not bad, it's really an outstanding creation of the old man, this puppet should have such power, it's a pity that ......"

Chen Xi spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the inside of the puppet red.

Then lie down on your back.

The three-meter puppet got up and put the fiery sword into its belly again, and the cracks around its body returned to their original state after flashing the fiery red molten iron.

And Chen Xi, who was lying on the ground, had his abdominal armor already unfolded, and blood was flowing from his abdomen, and even ...... There is a taste of ripeness.

Purple qi permeated Chen Xi's abdomen, repairing Chen Xi's wounds.

Just for a moment, Chen Xi's eyes suddenly filled with black air, Chen Xi covered his head with both hands and roared, rolling on the snow.

The three-meter puppet laughed: "This kind of pain should not be borne by me alone. ”

A double image appeared in front of Chen Xi's eyes, countless demons and monsters laughed wildly in front of his eyes, the mountains were full of corpses, the sky was full of blood clouds, and the air was all bloody.

Chen Xi kept struggling, his head seemed to explode, and he almost fainted.

The three-meter puppet walked towards Chen Xi, sparks flew in his chest, and suddenly a fire bear roared out from his chest, rushing towards Chen Xi to tear Chen Xi apart.

The blue cloud sword fell in the air, smashing the fire bear with a sword, a cloud fell to the ground, stirring up the snow, Mo Tian leaned in front of Chen Xi and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

The puppet stopped and looked at Mo Tiantian.

I don't know when, Chen Xi calmed down and didn't say a word.

Immediately, the figure lying flat levitated, and then just as he turned over, the entire outer puppet had just been lit up with black flames, not a few key machines that were embedded in Chen Xi's flesh.

Chen Xi's temple kept spinning, and a trace of black gas was sucked into the temple.

Han Chengshu in Qingcheng suddenly knelt on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a wry smile: "Chen Xi, what are you doing!"

"Chen Xi?"

Mo Tiantian felt that something was wrong, and turned around to look at Chen Xi.

Chen Xi's figure instantly rushed past Mo Tiantian, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed the neck of the three-meter puppet, and the black flame in his hand burned on the neck of the puppet.

The puppet was horrified to find that this black flame could not be extinguished, and his fists couldn't stop hitting the puppet outside Chen Xi, but Chen Xi didn't feel it.

Chen Xi pinched the puppet and smashed countless trees, then smashed a boulder and crashed into a mountain peak.

Mo Tian squinted, and then stepped on the Biyun Sword and followed.

When he came to the peak, Mo Tiantian saw a big pit, Mo Tian couldn't help but hammer the puppet with his fist, the puppet's head had been burned off, and the head fell off, but it seemed that the center of the puppet was not in the head, and his legs were still struggling.

Chen Xi just punched and punched, splashing the sparks of the puppet's blowing.

It's just that with every punch, some of the puppet parts on Chen Xi's body fall.

Chen Xi hammered directly into the puppet's chest molten iron melting furnace, and with a hammer down, the molten iron gushed out, sprayed several meters high, and fell on Chen Xi, Chen Xi continued to punch and punch as if it didn't hurt, and the puppet finally stopped moving.

After Chen Xi's chest parts fell, Chen Xi also seemed to have lost all his strength, lying on the puppet and fainting.