(Chapter 2, Preview, Tomorrow's Second Update)

There were nearly fifty monarch-level masters, surrounded by the Seven Colored Medicine Spirits, waiting eagerly for the end of the Dan Tribulation.

Although the two Martial Emperor-level masters stood far away, their merits and cultivation did not matter how far or near they were, and this distance was meaningless to them.

Seeing this, in addition to the fear in his heart, the old Tianpai Hundred Battle Demon admired the young man Wu Potian:

This young martial artist seemed to be a natural analyst, and as early as six or seven days ago, he seemed to have seen what was happening now.

However, it is one thing to analyze it, and it is another thing to be able to deal with the current chaos, now he has the ability to keep the Heavenly Replenishing Liquid that he has been refining with great difficulty under the noses of countless masters?

The golden lightning was raging and flying in front of the eyes of the Hundred Battle Demons, and the colorful dragon spirit screamed again and again under the bombardment of the golden thunder, and it was dying in the blink of an eye.

Just when the Hundred Battles Demon was about to help it resist the next golden thunder bombardment, Wu Potian's clear voice came from his ears:

"You don't have to help, let it resist on its own, as long as it takes a few dozen breaths, Benjun will forcibly accept it, don't be nervous, it can't die!"

Ay...... You still have to keep an eye on those monarch-level masters who rob the Dan Ling, this little guy and the Heavenly Tribulation, let this monarch deal with it. ”

After hearing Wu Potian's clear transmission, the Hundred Battle Demon was immediately stunned: "How is it possible? How did this guy do it, such a loud thunder, he was able to clearly transmit the sound into Benjun's ears?"

You must know that sound is a resonance phenomenon produced after the air fluctuations are transmitted, and now the thunder is extremely violent, and the interference with the sound wave transmission is extremely serious, and no sound can be heard.

Except for thunder in the ears is thunder, and in the eyes there is lightning in addition to lightning. In such an extremely harsh environment, it is extremely difficult to hear the sound so clearly into the old man's ears at such a distance.

However, Wu Potian, a little kid, made the impossible possible, and did it easily.

The knowledge and ability in this are really great!

The Hundred Battles Demon asked himself, he had practiced for more than 4,000 years, if he wanted to do this, he really couldn't do it, he knew very well how many catties and taels he had.

What does this mean?

The Hundred Battles Demon stared at the Colorful Dan Spirit in his eyes, but he was asking himself in his heart: I am already a top martial monarch-level master, if I am ruthless, it is not a problem to fight seven or eight martial monarchs, what about the little fart Wu Potian?

What is certain is that he is more powerful than the old man. Could it be that he can ignore the monarch-level masters and sweep all the martial monarch-level?

That's right, it should be like this, otherwise, under the eyes of the two Martial Emperor-level masters and nearly fifty monarch-level masters, he was indifferent, treating them as nothing, and still in the Dan room, he could refine the pill in an orderly manner.

If this was an ordinary monarch-level master, he would have been scared to pee his pants. Even the old man is also suspicious and suspicious, and he is indecisive.

Yes, only in this way can we explain this kid's abnormal performance, but it's not right, he once told me in person that he is a martial monarch, is there still a martial monarch level in the world that ignores the existence of all martial monarchs?

Thinking of the depths, the Hundred Battles Demon couldn't help but gasp: This stinky boy is so deeply hidden!

After comprehending the true realm of Wu Potian, the confidence of the Hundred Battle Demons began to burst, and his mental outlook suddenly took on a new look.

He seemed to have confidence in winning this time to be able to keep the Heavenly Replenishing Divine Liquid, and the light in his eyes suddenly burst out, and he shouted violently in his mouth:

"Phew!"

This loud shout, the breath of Changhong, the sound shook the world, as if to compare the deafening thunder and lightning sound.

The martial monarch-level masters surrounding the Colorful Dan Spirit all looked at him when they saw the Hundred Battle Demons suddenly screaming nervously:

"Huh...... What's wrong with this old boy, it seems to be like he has been beaten with chicken blood, there seems to be a hint of a breakthrough, how is this possible? Could it be that he was shocked into a fool by the second wave of thunder?"

Just when the confidence of the Hundred Battle Demons was bursting and he was looking up to the sky and drinking, suddenly, the last wave of golden thunder and lightning flashed down from the sky like a long rainbow, shrouding the colorful Dan Ling.

Under the bombardment of golden thunder and lightning, the colorful pill spirit wailed bitterly, and the whole body twisted endlessly, and for a while, the smell of barbecued meat and the smell of paste after the elixir was burnt entered people's nostrils.

Seeing that the Hundred Battles Demon who was drinking for a long time was dumbfounded, this Dan Spirit is also extremely powerful, such a powerful golden thunder, it still can't destroy it!

But the thunder had not stopped, and suddenly, from a distance, a strange laughter like a bird came over:

"Truly...... It's such a powerful Dan Ling, a good fragrant Tiantian Divine Liquid, this Dan Ling has been accepted by the emperor, and it is ......."

Before the laughter fell, a huge hand suddenly burst out of the air, each finger as thick as a room.

As soon as that giant hand appeared, it set off a monstrous hurricane, which turned from one to ten, to ten to more than forty shares, and directly swept all the monarch-level masters around Dan Ling for nearly a hundred miles.

Then, the fingers bigger than the house suddenly bent inward, forming a net-shaped, like fishing for the moon in the sea, just like the colorful pill spirit that was struggling in the golden thunder sea.

However, when that hand was about to reach into the Thunder Sea and take away the Dan Ling, suddenly, a cold snort came into the ears of the Martial Emperor:

"Old Demon Emperor, listen well: if you want to die, even if you take Dan Ling, this emperor will not live for half an hour, hum!"

The old demon emperor who originally wanted to directly take away the Dan Ling and then flashed people, but after hearing this unfamiliar voice, he suddenly stiffened, and asked in a cold voice:

"What do you mean? What kind of master are you, if you are a friend, you will show your Dharma Body, let this Demon Emperor see, are you a three-headed and six-armed monster?"

"Well, a person who cherishes life will not be a bastard to the point of wanting to get rich and not even wanting his life, if so, now, you are already a dead man, go back, friend, this tonifying liquid is not something you can touch!"

"Why don't you leave your name and let this Demon Emperor look up to him?" The old Demon Emperor seemed to believe it or not, a huge hand was still stiff above the Lei Hai, and he wanted to reach in, but he didn't dare to reach in, which was very embarrassing.

"Well, Wu Potian!"

"Wu Potian?"

I haven't heard of such a martial emperor, his tone is still so big, and he wants the emperor's life as soon as he says it? The old demon emperor turned around in his heart for a long time, he really didn't think about it, which green onion Wu Potian was:

"Damn, which emperor-level master is called Wu Potian?"

Seeing that the old demon emperor was still stiff there, and he looked suspicious, Wu Potian added:

"Don't believe it, this emperor is the one who alchemists, and this heavenly essence liquid is refined by this emperor, do you understand now?"

Before the word "bar" was finished, Wu Potian's person suddenly walked out of the air, stood in front of him, stared at a pair of blood-like eyes, and stared at the old demon emperor and the thin hemp pole with a smile:

"Do you know why you won't survive for half an hour if you rob the Colorful Pill Spirit?"

"I don't know, this Demon Emperor has been crisscrossing the Flying Feather Continent for nearly a thousand years, and no one has dared to say such arrogant words to this Emperor. The thin hemp pole and the old demon emperor also stared at Wu Potian's young and immature face, and shouted coldly:

"Boy, don't you think you should explain, explain?"

Wu Potian smiled, took out his hands behind his back, and reached out to grab them, and the colorful pill spirit that howled miserably in the thunder sea flew into his hands obediently, as if returning to his mother's arms.

But the golden thunder sea is gone, the catastrophe is not over, but the main owner has been taken away, so how can it be done?

As a result, the golden lightning thunder sea followed, and Wu Potian was suddenly enveloped in a golden lightning sea.

But Wu Potian stood in the thunder sea like no one else, talking and laughing with the thin hemp pole and the old demon emperor, and he actually regarded the golden thunder sea as nothing.

The thin hemp pole and the old demon emperor glanced at each other, and a slightly jealous look suddenly appeared on their faces.

The Golden Tribulation Thunder is not an ordinary thunder.

Tribulation represents destruction, and what it contains is the law of destruction, which is the law of heaven to destroy everything.

Although they are martial emperors, they don't pay much attention to this tribulation, but if they want to resist the golden thunder tribulation with their bodies like Wu Potian, they still behave so calmly, talk and laugh freely, and treat the heavenly tribulation as nothing, and they still can't do it if they ask themselves.

Wu Potian looked at the expressions of the two of them, and nodded with satisfaction, knowing that the hand he exposed had achieved the desired effect, otherwise, he, the Xibei Martial Emperor, would really be able to goof.

He glanced at the two Martial Emperors and asked, "Do you two know that there is a Netherworld Alliance in the Flying Feather Continent?"

"You know, that pesky big mouse, who doesn't know?"

Wu Potian smiled and said, "It's good to know, then do you understand that the people of the Netherworld Alliance are hiding around here and not showing up, what is the reason?"

"I don't know, but I didn't notice that they existed?" asked the thin hemp pole and the old demon emperor a little puzzled.

They were thinking in their hearts: This little kid can't be playing mysterious, bluffing, right? Why can't Lao Tzu see that his realm is at the level of a martial emperor? It's a bit like, but it's not like, it's always uncertain, it's really fucking weird!

"Who said they didn't exist, you two extended your divine sense to the west for two hundred miles, and see if anyone was standing on the hill? Are they a group of metal masked people?" Wu Potian didn't pretend or play mysterious, but told the truth.

When the two Martial Emperor-level masters heard this, they immediately extended their divine consciousness as Wu Potian said, and in about three breaths, the two came back to their senses, nodded together with a little gratitude, and said:

"It's really good, do they want to be the yellow finch of Queen Luo?"

Wu Potian smiled mysteriously, and then said four words:

"Kill and take the treasure!"

"Could it be that this news was released by them? Its purpose is to make us kill each other wantonly, so as to weaken our strength, and then, from the hands of the victors, kill people and seize treasures, and be the last fisherman?"

Wu Potian nodded, and said with a smile: "Well, smart, the Martial Emperor is the Martial Emperor, and it is easy to talk to you, and the Emperor does not need to explain more to understand the key." They killed three birds with one stone. ”

"Three birds with one stone?!"

The thin hemp pole didn't understand, and immediately asked Wu Potian.

"First, it is possible to massively wipe out the potential living forces of the Flying Feather Continent that oppose them. Second, obtaining the Heavenly Replenishing Divine Liquid will inevitably increase their strength, and perhaps, they also want to get the formula for the Heavenly Replenishing Divine Liquid.

Third, with this incident of snatching Dan, the goal of attacking the emperor was also the goal they wanted to achieve the most. ”

"Do you have a grudge against them?"

When the old demon emperor heard this, he finally understood, and immediately asked the key point, it was really not easy to understand this level.

"No, it's not a feud, it's a blood feud!"

Hearing this, the thin hemp pole and the old demon emperor couldn't help but give a thumbs up together, and said in unison: "Cow, boy, you are really good!"

Wu Potian did not have a trace of pride because of their praise, but invited the two martial emperors out loud: "How about it, do you want to work with this emperor to eradicate this group of ground rats?"

"I don't want to, this group of ground rats is too powerful, go and provoke them now, only death. ”

Hearing this, Wu Potian sucked the thunder sea around him, and used the purple thunder magic technique he had learned to absorb all the golden thunder and lightning into a fist-sized golden thunder ball, and swallowed it into his stomach with one mouth.

After seeing the two Martial Emperor-level masters shake their heads a few times, they scolded together: "You girl, you're a big pervert!" (To be continued.) )