Dead? The ghost is dead!

Everyone couldn't believe this fact, the ghost man was their hope to defeat the Extreme Emperor, and he actually died like this? Xiao Tianyan alone was by no means the opponent of the Extreme Emperor, could everyone die here?

"Oh Mida Buddha, the donor's martial arts are world-famous, and the old man thinks he is invincible. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIf the donor can solve this martial arts dispute and return the world to peace, Lao Wei is willing to lead the Shaolin disciples to surrender. ”

Just when everyone was losing their souls, the Shaolin abbot Zen master suddenly said something even more shocking! The words sounded good, but they were actually begging for mercy!

"Oh, the master is willing to join my Extreme King Sect?"

This accident even the Emperor himself didn't expect that Shaolin has always claimed to be a decent leader, a model of decency, and takes it as his mission to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but the first to surrender turned out to be Shaolin?

"As long as the donor treats the people well, whoever will lead the martial arts is the same. ”

"Hahahaha, okay, who else is willing to join my Extreme King Sect?

Tai Guzi and his junior brother Danyangzi glanced at each other and sighed.

"That's it, the old Tao agrees with the words of the Zen master, who will rule the same?"

"The poor way is willing to submit. ”

Even He Zudao bowed his head, and the six major sects had already chosen to surrender except for Wudang, which had been destroyed, and all three of them had chosen to surrender, and all of them fell like a mountain for a while, and all the major sects surrendered one after another!

"You guys, are you martial arts enemies? The extreme emperor is clearly the big devil! What face do you have to be a decent leader!"

The drunkard suddenly became angry and pointed at the nose of this group of hypocrites and scolded.

"Alas, drunkard, you don't know our suffering alone, it's not a pity to die of an old bone in the poor way, but I have countless disciples in Kunlun!"

"Well, yes, yes, yes. ”

All those who surrendered echoed it, and this excuse made them feel a little uncomfortable and suddenly settled down a little.

"Hahahaha, for the sake of disciples? I think you are a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death! Why can't we fight with the leaders of the six major sects of the Righteous Sect!"

"Oh Mida Buddha, the drunken benefactor, the strange stone gang is just flat, the old man really can't bear the world to suffer from war again! In addition to Wudang, the extreme donor has never indiscriminately killed and troubled the martial arts, and the old man thinks that this is a good time to stabilize the world. ”

"Yes, yes, what the Zen master said is very true, we should think about the people. ”

"Hahaha! Okay, my drunkard used to be with you, and the Demon Sect hasn't surrendered yet, so you surrendered first! I'm going to be a drunkard from today!

The drunkard pointed at Xiao Tianyan and hoarsely exhausted, the Demon Sect he was talking about naturally referred to Xiao Tianyan, and the Extreme Emperor watched coldly, he liked to watch this kind of dog-eat-dog show.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the drunken benefactor has entered the demon, and he has personally admitted that as a martial arts decent, should he take it?"

The words of the Zen master suddenly made the drunkard's face change, and the other masters also had the momentum of besieging.

"You! You!" The drunkard was angry and angry, but he didn't want to become a Zen sect to take the opportunity to destroy himself and curry favor with the emperor! I want to be a drunkard in a chic life, and I used to have a lot of respect for Zen Buddhism, but now?

"Drunkard, you should have seen the true face of the famous and decent family by today, right? I, the Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Sect, welcome you to join. ”

At this moment, a group of 100 people rushed up the mountain and stood behind the drunkard, the leader of whom was as short as a child, but dressed in great luxury, and was the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Immortals.

"Ten Thousand Immortal Holy Son, what's the matter? Did Brother Drunkard say that he joined your Ten Thousand Immortal Holy Sect? Brother Drunkard, how about you come to my Xuanming Sect?"

The person who came was wearing a black robe, and his beard was already slightly gray. He is the highest martial artist among the three giants of the Demon Sect, and he calls himself Xuan Mingzi, but compared to Xuan Mingzi, the decent gaze stayed on the person beside him, and he saw the Zen master pretending to be surprised, stretching out his hand and pointing at the man's mouth.

"You are nameless, even you have fallen into the devil, or not, I will wipe out all the remnants of your demon sect today!"

Xuan Mingzi didn't have the pomp of the Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Son, there were only two people here, one was him, and the other was known to many people around him, it was Jun Wuming.

"Okay, good, two of the three giants of the Demon Sect are here, is the Valley of Tears almost there?"

The Extreme Emperor laughed, this scene is far more beautiful than killing, I didn't expect the Demon Sect to have this backbone, which really surprised the Extreme Emperor.

"Extreme Emperor, you don't have to wait, the Leng sisters are fighting over that corpse, and I, the Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Son, and I still have the leisure to come to you to drink tea. ”

Xuan Mingzi smiled slightly, although he was not a handsome son, but he was very temperamental.

"Oh, thank you Xuanming Sect Master for telling me, then since everyone is here, you can start fighting. You keep saying that you have joined my Extreme King Sect, how can you do it without showing some sincerity?"

The Extreme Emperor grabbed the Kunlun Divine Tree, and the golden branch was without his mana, and the urging quickly turned into yang flame and dissipated, leaving only the main trunk. He glanced at Xiao Tianyan, at this moment, Xiao Tianyan didn't expect these so-called decencies to be like this, and obviously didn't have the heart to do anything with him.

"Brother Xiao, you and I will make a truce for the time being, how about watching a good show?

Xiao Tianyan sneered and said lightly. The Extreme Emperor sat on top of the Kunlun Divine Tree at this time, and the famous and decent people looked at each other, but no one wanted to be the first bird, so he naturally rolled his eyes to the Zen master again.

"It's okay, these remnants of the Demon Cult should have been eliminated a long time ago! Heroes, please don't be merciful, the old man will fight this battle. ”

The master of Zen Buddhism is the leader of three of the six major sects. Wudang was destroyed, Duan Ziyu was killed, and Heluo Xianfei did not come at all. They are the decent representatives present! Plus a poison woman and a spear god, the top ten masters account for half!

Looking at the drunkard's side again, the top ten are only him and Xuan Mingzi, and the Ten Thousand Immortal Saint Son plus his four protectors can barely be counted as one. Back then, he was beaten by He Zudao as his son, and now with the help of Taiyin Sun Zhenjun, it is estimated that it is a tie. Besides, there are nearly 1,000 decent people, and they are only about 100 people, no matter how they fight, they will not have the slightest advantage!

Originally, Jun Shixian's character should have stood on the side of the drunkard, but after obtaining the Extreme Emperor God Pattern, the candle dragon actually used the 10,000-year-old ice painting as a prison to lock Jun Shixian up!

At this time, a delicate figure stood up, it turned out to be the Blood Bodhisattva! But what could one more of her do? It couldn't reverse the defeat, although they knew that they would die, these demon cult demons also stubbornly resisted.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the Four Pole Heaven and the Extreme Emperor and Xiao Tianyan watched the show. It's not that Xiao Tianyan doesn't want to help, but how can the Extreme Emperor let him do whatever he wants? When the time comes, the situation will be even worse when the Four Extremes Heaven joins the battle! Looking at this group of shameless and upright people, Xiao Tianyan is once again glad that he has fallen into the devil.

"Hehe, Ten Thousand Immortal Holy Son, this situation is not good, do you want to surrender?"

Xuan Mingzi looked at this group of tiger wolves, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

"Hmph, why are you afraid? I want to send you down, I have dignity!"

"Okay! With your words, it's worth it for me to die with you!"

The Demon Sect is like a flat boat crumbling, and they are too small in the face of thousands of troops. Every demon cult demon is like a mad demon, this is a battle against the water, except for the battle is death! The five drunken maniacs are covered in blood, they have been injured, but they are still smiling, so chic!

"Hehe, I didn't expect my Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Son to die here today. ”

"There was nothing to do with you, why did you rush out. ”

The drunkard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but in fact, his face was already covered with blood. The five of them were besieging the center, looking at the dignified and decent leaders. Everyone knows that they have no chance of winning. In fact, there is no need for the Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Son to come out at all, he can quietly retreat and continue to be his sect leader.

"I was going to leave, who let you come out, a fool, I have long seen that these hypocrites are unhappy, and if you don't come out to fight and live, you will be aggrieved. But Xuan Mingzi, why do you have to suffer?"

"I'm afraid you really snatched the drunkard brother away. ”

Saying that, Xuan Mingzi and Zen Buddhism slapped each other twice, and suddenly his blood surged and vomited blood. His martial arts are not as good as Zen Buddhism, but there is nowhere to dodge.

This is not a fight, this is a massacre. Shaoyin Zhenjun was torn alive, and Shaoyang Zhenjun was disemboweled. These are all good subordinates of the Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Son, and they are also good brothers...... Originally, the Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Son didn't ask them to come, but they swore to follow them. Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Son was dripping blood and tears in his heart, and this demon sect demon would also be sad? Maybe he shouldn't have brought them to death, maybe he should have thought about his subordinates like the six major sects.

However, Lao Tzu just can't swallow that breath! Hahaha, who made me a demon! For my one thought, I can catch the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Holy Sect! Lao Tzu wants to live like a human being! Instead of being a dog!

He Zudao pierced the stomach of the Ten Thousand Immortal Holy Son with a sword, and he couldn't imagine that he would die before his subordinates......

"Holy Son!"

The flames rise, and everything is destroyed!

Frozen three feet, condense everything!

Sun Taiyin Zhenjun burst out of the last flames and glaciers in their lives, they chose to blow themselves up, even if they died, they had to pull a few pads, so they went to Huangquan and had many companions!

"Xuan Mingzi, it's not good, it's completely out of strength, take a step first......"

Xuan Mingzi nodded with a smile, he was so elegant and light from beginning to end, as if this tragic battle was just a game in his opinion. Jun Wuming's body was highly poisonous, and he was pierced all over his body by a few spear flowers in Xiaotian.

"Bodhisattva, I'm sorry, I can't do it either. ”

Xuan Mingzi always smiled, and the sword in his hand was like a long dragon, galloping away. The vast land is broken with a sword, where the prosperity is singing. Xuan Mingzi smiled and looked at the sky, and was cut into eight pieces.

The Blood Bodhisattva's martial arts are the worst, and she was the first to die, but because she was a woman, she was protected by four men, and now that she has no protection, how can she resist so many masters? Tai Guzi stabbed with a sword, and there was nowhere to hide! A mighty figure blocked in front of the Blood Bodhisattva, and was pierced through the chest.

The drunkard turned his head, his eyes blood-red, and his palm clenched the sword to prevent it from piercing the woman behind him. He smiled with difficulty, even if he drank blood and stimulated his madness, he didn't expect to die. Even the rock-hearted Blood Bodhisattva was in tears, and she frantically swung her sword at her enemies, but this only added a few more wounds to her wounds.

There was no more strength, and the Blood Bodhisattva was soft on the ground, waiting for death.

"Kill this demon girl, she should have died a long time ago after killing countless people!"

No confusion, I can't send you a sword......