The void crack was like a black line, spreading into the endless distance, and the icy cold wind howled, raising yellow sand all over the ground.

Slaying the Dragon Yuan, full of legends, it is said that in the endless years, there was an emperor who slew an evil dragon here.

The dragon's spine fell to the ground and turned into a mountain stretch, and the dragon's skin fell to the ground and became a barren grass.

There is no way to verify the legend, and whether the real dragon exists is also in the clouds, but the dragon slaying yuan is indeed a strange place.

Every mountain and stone here is extremely hard, comparable to meteoric iron outside the sky.

What's more, in this special terrain, the space was so solid and distorted that it didn't even dare to say that it could be broken by the power of the void, but as a result, it was shattered in the collision between the two Dao Monks.

Jimo's long hair danced wildly, the purple light in his eyes flashed, like divine lightning, scorching and dazzling, he waved his hand to catch the sun and the moon, the halberd swayed, and the anger in his chest was raging, all blooming in the halberd.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will be angry, and the holy fetus will be angry and spill blood for thousands of miles.

Jimo is by no means a good man and a woman, he has his own creed, usually, he can get along with many people, even if it is an enemy, as long as this enemy is above board, he will not hide his admiration.

But Ao Baiqian shouldn't, shouldn't, shouldn't touch his inner bottom line, which has completely provoked his anger.

Some are angry, and they have to think of a way out for themselves, but some are angry, and they don't need a way back at all.

The forbearance of bullshit, the regression of bullshit, all get out!

Blood was flying, and Jimo picked up Ao Bai's crown with a halberd, and this halberd was only half a point away, breaking Ao Bai's scalp and cutting off his skull.

Roar!

Hundreds of zhang long black Jiao open its teeth and dance claws, dragon breath spitting, like a divine fire burning the sky, scorching heat, burning the sky distorted, this is the vision of the avenue, the ancestor of the dragon, dare to Kunpeng and other ancient beasts to fight.

Ao Bai is talented, no one can compare with the demon clan, the younger generation, he is one of the best, and he will be the emperor and immortal in the future.

It is said that he once went deep into the deep sea Jiaolong clan when he was a child, communicated with the heroic soul of the Jiaolong ancestor, and refined it into one, so that he has today's achievements.

Among the younger generation, he is a figure who dares to argue with Ye Fengshen, although he was defeated and almost died tragically, but his strength is beyond doubt, and no one dares to doubt it.

Rumble!

Two identical dragons fought together, scuffling together, shaking in the air, and the mountains and the ground cracked.

The replication of the royal road is naturally powerful and incomprehensible, unless the opponent's comprehension of the Tao surpasses Jimo, otherwise, the same vision can only be torn apart by Jimo and completely copied, even if Ye Fengshen is the god, let alone be able to crack it.

Click!

The two dragons were all shattered, and the dragon's body was full of spider silk cracks, shining brightly, dazzling, and finally, the two dragons exploded.

"Poof!"

Ao Bai vomited blood and flew upside down, crashing into a mountain cliff, and the rocks pierced through the air, and scattered stones were splashed.

Jimo followed, the halberd stabbed out, the tip of the halberd was cold and sharp, cutting the center of Ao Bai's eyebrows, and bright red blood stains gushed out, flowing all over Ao Bai's cheeks.

In the rubble of the rocks, the killing sword fell out, Ao Bai coughed up blood on his chest, and his long hair was messy, but his eyes were still arrogant and unyielding.

This is the arrogance that has been born since birth, and it has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, even if it is defeated, the arrogance cannot be defeated.

is so proud that it is almost conceited, and whoever Ao Bai has served is a contemporary Tianjiao, and who can really be worse than anyone after fading those so-called wealth and resources.

What's more, he has never relied on anyone to have today, he has obtained it himself, he has been fighting in the wilderness since he was a child, and he has cultivated a strong and proud body.

"You're still hurt. Jimo frowned, he didn't expect that Ao Bai was too able to hide it, his injuries had not healed, he was all supported by arrogance, and his real strength was not as good as the peak.

"I'm not going to kill you. Jimo turned around and walked towards the greeting procession, killing Ao Bai, he wanted more than anyone else, but he didn't kill people who didn't have the ability to resist.

If Ao Bai is in his heyday and is defeated and killed, Jimo does not have any psychological burden, but Ao Bai is seriously injured and disabled, he really has no intention of killing, when it comes to pride, the holy fetus is no worse than Ao Bai.

Rumble!

The crowd exploded, feeling incredible, Ao Bai would actually be defeated, relatively speaking, they preferred to believe that it was Jimo who was defeated, not Ao Bai.

Even if the holy fetus is enlightened, it is only nameless, but Ao Bai is the pride of the deep sea dragon clan, and on the first day in history, he will definitely prove that the emperor is an immortal, but he lost to Jimo, and no one wants to believe it.

In the ruins, Ao Bai's expression was cold, he couldn't see any emotion, he pressed on the ground with one hand, trying to struggle to get up, but failed, coughing up blood, his face was pale and terrible.

His long hair is messy, he is proud and unyielding, and he has to fight.

"Holy Fetus!" The white-bearded old man was extremely shocked, but after all, he had a profound cultivation and extraordinary knowledge, so he quickly stabilized his mind and said, "This is your last chance, I advise you to leave, otherwise, even if there is a Heavenly Alliance, it will not be able to protect you." ”

Jimo's body is upright, dragging the halberd with one hand, his steps have not changed messily because of the old man's words, he has taken one step at a time, every step is as accurate as measuring, and even the time taken to step out is not bad at all.

The old man's face was solemn, the reason why he warned Jimo again and again and did not make a move was indeed because he was afraid of the great power behind Jimo.

The Deep Sea Dragon Clan is in the period of expansion, and in order to pursue higher interests, it is not suitable to make enemies at this moment, especially enemies who are as strong as returning home.

After all, in the Initial Land, there is a madman like the Golden-Winged Dapeng, not to mention his strength, almost no one can stop him, the main reason is that he is unscrupulous, and he doesn't agree with a word, and even the major holy lords dare to stop and kill.

It is really irrational to provoke such a madman.

According to rumors from the outside world, the two great powers of the original place of return treat Jimo differently, have high expectations, and repeatedly take refuge.

And it is rumored that there is an unknown returning powerhouse behind the holy fetus, and the Deep Sea Jiaolong Clan must also be afraid and consider carefully.

"When I came here today, I didn't think about leaving completely. Jimo was not afraid of color, and strode towards the greeting team.

Those who rush are afraid of being stunned, those who are stunned are afraid of horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of dying. Today, Jimo is going to be a lifeless person, he doesn't rely on anyone, only this proud body.

"Well, don't blame me then. The old man roared angrily, his white beard was flamboyant, his robe was rolling, and he raised his big palm to press Jimo, wanting to subdue Jimo with one move.

"Drink!"

Jimo was not afraid, and stepped forward proudly, colliding with the big palm head-on, and suddenly, he spat golden blood in his mouth and shook his body.

However, he did not take half a step back, although his upper body was shaking, his lower limbs were as solid as a rock, and at the same time, after the collision, he still took a step, the same distance as before, and the time was not different.

The white-bearded old man's eyes showed a hint of surprise, the holy fetus was so unexpected, he was able to resist the full force of the Void Power, he was not the old woman, his strength was vain.

His strength is extremely solid, and he is even more experienced in battles, and when he was young, he was also a man of the hour, even if he was old, he would not lose his style back then.

However, even so, with all his palm, he could not stop the Holy Fetus from advancing.

"Stop, you can resist once, but it doesn't mean that you can resist the second time, why bother to miss the good years in the future because of a momentary anger. The white-bearded old man said.

"Thank you for the kindness of the seniors, since the seniors don't want me to miss the years, then it's better for you to get out of the way and let me take away the refining of the heart, so that everyone is happy, why not be beautiful." Jimo didn't stop, grinning a mouthful of bloody teeth.

Into the void palm, although resisting, but also pay the price, this kind of attack, he can carry it once or twice, but he can't resist ten times or eight times.

Looking up, the sedan chair was still a few miles away, guarded by twelve great powers, and there were thousands of monks, forming an encirclement, wanting to snatch the people in the sedan chair, it was difficult to climb to the sky.

Jimo retracted his gaze and slowly lifted his breath, with only firmness in his eyes and no fear.

Rumble!

He stepped out again, and at the same time, the old man also slapped it with a palm, which could be overwhelming and shattering.

Jimo is not afraid, he swings his iron fist and hits the Creation God Fist, his Divine Fist is incomplete, but it has unfathomable divine might.

The emperor's technique is mysterious and unpredictable, and the technique from the emperor directly collapses the big palm that the old man patted.

Rumble!

Jimo took another step and shot out the sky full of void seals, turning another imperial technique into a palm technique, defeating another big palm. He strode proudly, with a generous expression and no fear.

"Young man, there are still too many beautiful things in this world, you must be a person who proves the emperor and becomes an immortal in the future, why bother to mistake the Tao here. The old man was surprised.

Two times in a row, his attacks were broken by Jimo, which is not as different as the first blow, resistance and confrontation.

In addition to Jimo's powerful skills, he also has this talent, which is unique through the ages, breaking the curse of millions of years, which makes the old man have to think deeply about the price of killing Jimo.

"Bullshit enlightened Taoism, I don't think my predecessors are sanctimonious people, why do you want to say sanctimonious words, if your wife is robbed, you have to swallow your anger. Jimo scolded directly, angry and angry.

"Young man, your arrogance is indeed touching, but don't think about leaving today, the Holy One will not save you. The white-bearded old man laughed angrily, and he shot directly at Jimo.

This is the real Void Lore, not the previous block, the anger of the Void Strong, will end in bloodshed.

The space collapsed, and the golden blood was empty.

Jimo wielded the Divine Fist, the fist was as hard as divine iron, smashing open the void and shattering the heavens and the earth.

Phew!

The white-bearded old man grabbed Jimo's arms and directly opened the ten blood troughs, and golden blood gushed out from the blood troughs. The iron hand of the Void Strongman is sharper than the Excalibur, and grabbing Jimo's flesh and skin is as simple as shredding paper.

Burst!

The white-bearded old man pointed out a finger in the air, and this finger pierced through the shackles of time and space, and suddenly landed, piercing Jimo's heart, and blood splashed.

Jimo flew out upside down, stumbled on the cliff, and flew three or four peaks before he stopped.

"Ahem!"

He held his chest and coughed wildly, the golden blood in his chest soared, bursting like a pillar, he couldn't hold it down at all when he raised his hand, this finger completely pierced his heart, and almost gave Jimo a chill.

The Immortal Yun of Life roared and operated, but it could not repair this fatal scar immediately.

The white-bearded old man walked firmly, walked slowly, danced wildly, and said, "Young man, I read that you are a holy womb, so I will spare you a life, and only abolish your Taoism." ”

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