The poor son is dead!

A generation of kings, invincible and strong 100,000 years ago, stepped through the heavens, looked down on all races, and swept the peak power of heroes from all walks of life, but in the end he was assassinated by a woman, which is really beyond everyone's imagination.

"This ...... The old man didn't dream, did he?"

Many old demons looked at each other, unable to believe what they saw, that invincible demonic and fierce and domineering peerless figure, as soon as he appeared and retreated the Ten Thousand Ghost Corpse King and injured the Three Divine Dragon Kings, even Kong Wuji was also very jealous, but he was assassinated.

"The hero is in the twilight, he has been spanning his whole life, but he has lost in love, pitiful, lamentable!" Kong Wuji sighed and whispered leisurely.

Pity the son of talent and divine endowment, the Tao is against the sky, one person was peerless, swept all walks of life, defeated all races with a loose cultivation body, suppressed many conspiracies and tricks, and the powerful was terrifying.

Even if Kong Wuji is a rare genius of the Peacock Clan, it is not difficult to defeat, and in several battles, most of them have been defeated, and even he can feel that the strength of the Poor Son is still reserved.

"That's it, the grudge between you and me is over, it seems that this battle is no longer difficult to achieve. The Three Divine Dragon Kings sighed lightly, their eyes dim.

In comparison, for the death of the merciful son, the three gods and dragon kings were the most disappointed, 100,000 years ago he was defeated in the hands of this person, he cultivated diligently day and night, traveled all over the nine heavens and ten earths, and found two other ancient different beast essences, and thoroughly cultivated the three primordial gods to the Mahayana realm.

Unexpectedly, the poor son died so easily, and even died at the hands of his descendants, or in other words, he died in the love affair of the year, so that the great hatred was hopeless, and his heart was very low.

However, he was greatly relieved for many monks, and the incomparable combat power of the Poor Son, who looked at the eight desolations and covered the sky with one hand, shocked everyone. I'm afraid that this old demon will go crazy and kill everyone here.

However, at this moment, a majestic coercion suddenly came from the sky, and the terrifying momentum was overwhelming, like the collapse of the sky, from a great distance.

"Who...... Who would dare to kill my seventh body?"

The sound rolled in, like a muffled thunder explosion, deafening, and many cultivators were overwhelmed by the powerful power. The spirit trembled, and even more fragile brute beasts were mixed under the pressure of the strong, and their bodies were directly shattered and died.

The monstrous demon clouds rolled in, and a figure in it covered the heavens and the earth, standing like a demon god in the Nine Heavens, with long hair scattered, wearing coarse gray clothes, and a long-old aura came from the ancient world. Like an ancient corpse crawling out of the decay of time, it exudes an eerie chill.

Where is this a monk, it is simply a devil who is even more terrible than the king of ten thousand ghosts and corpses.

"Who dares to kill me?"

A mouthful of angry shouts erupted, and the killing intent was shocking. The void in a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly cracked, spreading in all directions like a spider's web, and the wind swept away, blowing away the long hair that covered the face. An old face was revealed.

"It's ...... Pity the son?"

All of a sudden, everyone gasped and were stunned. For the man's countenance was the same as that of the Poor Son, and even the wrinkles on his face were extremely similar, like the reflection of a human figure on two sides of a mirror.

"How is it possible, isn't he dead?"

Many monks exclaimed in disbelief, they couldn't help but rub their eyes, and then looked at the Liukou Sect Master, the two agreed to be very similar, except that one was middle-aged, and the other was like a reflection of time and space after 10,000 years.

"Doppelganger, or is it a stand-in that dies first?"

At this time, even Kong Wuji and the others also looked awe-inspiring, staring at each other, whether it was from the temperament or the trace of origin qi revealed, these three were exactly the same, there was no difference, just like a person.

There are countless strange methods in the world, not only can you differentiate a wisp of primordial gods, shape a clone, but also refine many stand-ins with supreme magic methods, and when you are bound to die, you can break the catastrophe and exchange your life for life.

It's just that those exercises are more or less flawed, and there is no perfect Dao method that can make people distinguish one from the other, but the people in front of them clearly have their own divine and soul personalities, and they are completely similar, with indescribable weirdness.

"I'm a good girl, is this haunted?

The hooligan rabbit's eyes almost popped out, looking like a ghost, it was too terrifying, just a person died, but suddenly an identical one appeared, and even looked even more vigorous.

This is also too rebellious!

"No, the poor son is dead. ”

Niu Er frowned, and said slowly after a long time, with the powerful Yuan Shen at the peak of his True Immortal, he could still see that the Yuan Shen who had pity on the son before was indeed shattered, and his soul was destroyed, and there was no escape.

But who is the person in front of you?

Transmigration?

This is too fast, just a few breaths, even the gods and demons can't be resurrected.

The man seemed to have just woken up, his brows frowned slightly, his eyes swept over everyone like lightning, and he suddenly grabbed forward with one hand, and a ripple suddenly rose in the place where the poor son had died.

Layers of fragments rolled, as if a clear spring came out, and the pictures reflected everything that happened before, clearly showing the scene of the Jade Rakshasa finally assassinating the poor son.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped and was dumbfounded, this method is really beyond all the laws in the world, it is simply unpredictable.

The fragments of time and space flew up, and the threads passed, and finally fixed on the face of the Jade Rakshasa, the man was slightly stunned, and sighed silently, as if he was not too surprised by the death of the poor son, but felt a sense of relief.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the heavens and the earth suddenly trembled, and a sharp qi filled the nine heavens, the clouds shattered, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the woods were crushed into powder.

"Who...... How dare you disturb the sleep of this seat and kill my seventh body?"

There was a bang, the heavens and the earth shook, and a strong aura suddenly spread, the earth cracked, and a sword light tore through the nine heavens, slashing ten thousand ways, and the sharp sword qi was peerless and sharp, splitting the void of thousands of miles in an instant, and suddenly came to the altar.

The sword light exploded, and a gray figure was revealed, coarse gray clothes, long gray hair was scattered, the clothes on the whole body had rotted, and a large hole was exposed, revealing a dark and thin body, as if buried in the ground for endless years, and re-seeing the light of day.

"Oh my God, another poor son!"

The sword aura was monstrous, the battle intent was like a tide, and the sharp sword qi was revealed on the body of the person who came, but that appearance was the same as that of a poor son.

It's just that this person is a sword cultivator, and the hair on his body stands on end, and with a slight shake, he can tear through the void, cut off the universe, and the terrifying coercion is extremely terrifying, and even pierces the souls of all cultivators.

Many little demons with low cultivation were caught off guard, and collapsed directly to the ground, blood flowed in the seven orifices, and the whole person was silently shattered and died.

"It's ...... Sword Intent!"

Many demon cultivators were shocked, exclaimed in shock, and couldn't help but retreat hundreds of zhang away, terrified, this is just the sword intent that this person unconsciously emanated, it can be imagined that his cultivation is so powerful that it is really against the sky.

As we all know, kendo is divided into three realms, swordsmanship, sword qi, and sword intent, but when cultivated to the extreme, there is a higher realm, which is called kendo.

A sword is one, and the sword method is the Tao law, which spans nine heavens, is level with the way of heaven, and kills everything in the world.

It's just that the middle realm only exists in legends, and no one has ever been able to reach it in the ages, but the old man in front of him surprised everyone and felt extremely frightened.

However, before everyone was surprised, another wave of aura suddenly rose in the sky, and a black sun hung in the sky, and the dark hole was like the mouth of gods and demons, unfathomable, devouring all light, and the whole world seemed to be darkened.

"Daredevil Dao!"

In an instant, Niu Er couldn't help but gasp, he was no stranger to this situation, there were several young monarchs in the Liukou Sect who practiced this way, such as Yexiao, but compared to this person, it was a world of difference.

The glorious sun stood in the sky, and a figure came slowly, stepping out of the mountains and rivers behind him, as if the master of the world, majestic and sacred, extremely terrifying.

However, when the man came to the altar, his long hair spread out, revealing that face, which was also the same as that of a poor son, his eyes were cold, and he swept over Kong Wuji, the Three Divine Dragon King, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Corpse King.

"It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, dare to deceive me for the seventh life, and you should be punished!"

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, thousands of monks were silent, this is really terrible, killing a poor son, but jumping out of three one after another, and one is more terrifying than the other, this is simply devastating.

"Oh my God, there is another one, are they multiple births? This is too promising. ”

The old rabbit hid behind many brute beasts, his frightened face turned green, and the cold air swished out of the pores, which was really terrifying, and the one who died before was almost invincible, but the three who jumped out seemed to be even more terrifying.

Bi Fang, who had been noisy, was silent at the moment, his brows were twisted, his small wings flapped his head, his eyes were misty, and he muttered in his mouth: "In one life, Padmasambhava, the nine sons are different, the flowers bloom all over the world, the nine bodies have the same fate, and one body is reincarnated......"

"The Seventh Body...... Seventh Body, this is the Nine Sons Lotus Divine Formula!"

Suddenly, with an exclamation, Bi Fang's hair exploded all over his body, and he jumped to his feet and shouted: "This is like the Nine Sons Lotus Divine Technique, but it can be born in the ninth body, and one died just now, and there are eight such old monsters!"

Hum -

Niu Er only felt that his head was about to explode, nine old monsters exactly the same as Pishengzi, nine half-step immortal kings, that was simply invincible in the world, and together they were enough to sweep away all races and dominate the world.

At the same time, three majestic forces rose suddenly, like a majestic mountain descending from the sky, crushing the last bit of hope for everyone, and three figures strode in, each of them as good as a poor child.

Six peerless masters, plus a Liukou sect master, seven people and seven bodies, but with the same face, the body of the seven worlds stood side by side on the altar, the terrifying coercion was pervasive, just a wisp of killing intent, all of them shattered the sky, and everything was terrifying. (To be continued.) )