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Just as he was about to show his strength, he found that the birthday star was dead, and he didn't leave any breath, and the strange eyes on the side made him very uncomfortable.

"That...... Where's the birthday boy?"

"Poof. The laughter suddenly erupted, and everyone either covered their mouths and smiled, or laughed, or looked down at the ground, or looked up at the sky, and their reactions were mixed.

Lao Dao's face darkened even more, and he looked down at the final blow brewed in his palm, the power was terrifying, the power was amazing, and he believed that if he threw this blow, the birthday star would definitely die.

Today, it's .......

"Alas. "There is no chance to be in the limelight, and there is no opportunity to show your strength to others, which only adds to the joke.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Lao Dao was depressed, and finally understood what grievances are, what is uncomfortable, what is want to cry, why don't you wait for me, wait for me a little time, I can brew well, and then kill the birthday star.

"Topaz, you killed it?"

Huang Yu didn't deny it, and nodded directly: "What's wrong?"

"Can't you just wait for me? I'm almost ready, how can you do that. "Lao Dao wanted to cry, and he finally made up his mind to make a big shot, but what happened?

Like my pants are off, you show me this?

"I've been waiting, you're too slow, look at it, it's been half an hour, and when you're ready, we might all die." Topaz pouted.

Several other people nodded one after another, waiting for you, we have already died, you old way, are you here to tease people, just prepare a big move, can it take half an hour?

The battle between them will kill you every minute, and you will have half an hour, so you might as well go back to sleep.

"I ....... Lao Dao also knew that his requirements were unreliable, but this trick really took half an hour, can you blame him?

"You want to fight, well, isn't there a fight over there? Topaz smiled as he pointed to the fierce battle on the other side.

Lao Dao looked over, suddenly lost interest, shook his head, and replied: It's too naïve over there, not suitable for Lao Dao me, in fact, the truth is that I go, it's too scary, Lao Dao, I'm still pretending to be forced here.

The man in the hat stood in the void, and the dark aura around him, like a gushing spring, kept coming out and enveloping him, and beside him, a ghost king lost an arm, a leg, and his brain was split in half.

The tragic appearance makes people feel cold when they look at it, he is not dead, he is still persevering, not far in front of them, Zhenjun wielded a three-pointed two-edged knife and looked at them coldly.

The six brothers of Meishan died, and the five lucky stars also died, but there were no ups and downs in his heart, and his cold appearance made people unable to see his thoughts.

"Master, this person is too terrifying, we are terrifying?"

The man in the hat glared at the ghost king beside him, with an indifferent look, the ghost king's body was shivering, he didn't dare to speak, and he lowered his head in a panic.

"Tsk, you are worthy of being a true monarch, even if it is just a primordial god, your strength has not diminished back then. ”

Zhenjun's three-pointed two-edged knife flew out, cutting between the two, holding the three-pointed two-edged knife, his feet apart, and kicking the hat man, the hat man raised his hand unhurriedly to block the blow, and before he could return it, Zhenjun borrowed his strength and flew to the ghost king beside him.

The three-pointed two-edged knife flashed with an astonishing cold light, slashing with a bland blow, the ghost king opened his mouth and screamed in fear, his body was split into two, Zhenjun snorted coldly, the third eye on his forehead shone down, and the flames rose and burned out.

"Ahh

All the ghost king left to the world was the last terrible scream, and a pitch-black breath, and the black vapor was steaming under the blazing sun.

Zhenjun turned around and looked at the hat man with an expressionless face, slashing and killing a ghost king was just a trivial matter for him.

"The true monarch is mighty, first separated me and the ghost king, it seems to attack this seat, but in fact, the target is the ghost king, so that he can attack the east and west. The man in the hat clapped his palms and smiled.

The death of the ghost king, it seems that he is not sad, and his smile is oozing.

Zhenjun looked at him lightly, and opened his mouth to spit out a word: "Battle." ”

"Bang. ”

The battle began, the two carried out a fierce collision, the man in the hat held a pen, the pen was sharp, the pen body was hard, the three-pointed and two-edged knife was cut on it, the sparks were dotted, and there was no trace.

The pen is tricky, specifically looking for blind spot attacks, the man in the hat laughs, turns around and kicks, and the pen in his hand is facing Zhenjun a little, like ink dots on paper, black and white.

Draw black and white with one stroke.

A stroke of life and death is disconnected.

"Points. ”

Without a trace, the three-pointed two-edged knife followed through the body of the hat man, and the two snorted and sneered at each other.

The pen, dotted with ink, is inserted in the heart of the true monarch.

The three-pointed, two-edged knife, sharp, pierced through his chest.

The two of them stopped fighting, looked at each other, their eyes were cold, and quietly, the man in the hat split his mouth and laughed maniacally: "Haha, haha, Erlang Zhenjun, you are still too naïve." ”

"Haha. "The laughter was unbridled.

He seemed to ignore the three-pointed, two-edged knife in his chest, ignoring that he was seriously injured, and there was only a smile in his eyes, only ecstasy.

Erlang Zhenjun's face did not change, and he said lightly: "Judge's pen, life and death, yin and yang, are you from over there?"

The man in the hat touched his hat and bared his teeth and smiled: "Don't you all know the true monarch? You can rest in peace and live for countless years, this era is no longer your time, your time has passed." ”

"In the new era, what is needed is not you immortals who are still breathing, but we need supreme existences. ”

It seems that the old era is over, and a new generation is launched, and the man in the hat laughs maniacally, as if no one else is around.

Erlang Zhenjun shook his head indifferently: "The times are different, it doesn't mean that you and other demons and monsters can control the world, since ancient times, evil is invincible, you just wait for daydreaming." ”

"Oh, yes? Let's wait and see. ”

With a turn of the pen, a primordial spirit came out of the body, followed the tip of the judge's pen, entered the pen, lost the body supported by the primordial spirit, dissipated with the wind, and the three-pointed two-edged knife fell to the ground and lost its spirituality.

The man in the hat fell to the ground, covered his chest, and looked at the judge's pen with his other hand, ecstatic, half of the mask on his face fell off, and it was cut by Zhenjun's three-pointed two-edged knife, and the cut was smooth and smooth.

There were countless holes in his body, wounds all over the place, and the fist-sized wound on his chest ran through the entire chest, but he did not die.

The black breath kept coming out, lingering on the wound, and a sizzling breath came out, and the tiny wound healed, with a speed visible to the naked eye, and healed quickly.

After a while, there was still the biggest wound left, which could not be repaired immediately, and the man in the hat looked down at the wound, his expression darkened: "It is worthy of being a true monarch, even if it is only a primordial god that is less than one percent, it almost made me plant here." ”

Erlang Zhenjun, the divine power is unpredictable, just a primordial god, less than one percent, after countless years of erosion, there is still such power left, you can imagine how arrogant he was back then, how mighty he was.

He was captured, not because he was too weak, but because the judge pen restrained him.

"Topaz, we ....... Lao Dao stepped forward and asked secretly.

The man in the hat took everything, he couldn't let him go, this man, very dangerous.

The level of danger even exceeded the previous Five Lucky Stars, he knew this person, and he had also hunted it down, but unfortunately, everyone else died, leaving him alone.

The cultivators who died at the hands of this person do not know how much it is, it is estimated that in the last ten years or so, there have been more than a hundred decent people who have died at his hands alone, and this is not counting those who have not been counted in the roster.

"Hit. Topaz's lips quirmed, and he silently uttered a word.

Several people comprehended, and they all pulled out their weapons, Qinglong coughed, and dragged his weak body forward to attack.

Topaz took the lead, "Nine Turns Xuangong" was all up, the whole person turned into a golden god of war, the dantian in his body was running rapidly, and the "Heavenly Emperor Sutra" was running at full strength, and Topaz did not dare to slack off the person in front of him.

Use all your strength, you must destroy him in this cave, otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

"Bang. ”

The man in the hat then hit the topaz with all his strength, his body shook, and the backhand judge pen came interspersed with the topaz eyes, the old man provoked with a sword, and with the other hand, a fire dragon ball was suspended, the bead was red, and there was a fire dragon tattoo on it.

"Roar. ”

The fiery dragon roared, opening its mouth to swallow the flames.

The man in the hat took a few steps back, condensing countless black qi in front of him, blocking the flames.

Li Qinglian and Li Tianqing slashed down with their horizontal swords and sang: "When the avenue enters a sunny day, I can't go out alone." ”

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the killing machine is presented.

"Qinglian Sword Sect, go back. With a backhand push, the black energy transformed into a giant palm and slapped towards the two of them.

"Bang bang. ”

The two of them fell to the ground, vomiting blood, their bodies were stained with black breath, cold to the bones, their hair was condensed with frost, and their lips were purple.

Qinglong walked around behind him and punched violently: "Qinglong Fist." ”

The fist came out of the green dragon, the lunge under his feet, and the blood and qi of his body surged out and leaned out.

"Bang. ”

The man in the hat didn't move, his back shook, and the green dragon flew out, landing on the ground, spurting blood, and his face turned black.

Tu Yan'er held the sword and swept it over, cold and frosty, instantly freezing the hat man, before she could slash with a sword, a demonic voice came from behind, stiffly turned her head to look, and her pupils increased.

"How could you ....... ”

With a kick in the face, Tu Yan'er's body smashed on the ground, raised his foot and fell, Tu Yan'er spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and a trace of fear appeared in his cold eyes.

"Ignorant people always think that they are geniuses and can kill people beyond their ranks, but they don't know that this is a rare thing in the world. ”

Lift your foot, like a sharp blade, and drop it with one foot.

"Am I going to die?" Tu Yan'er only had that foot in her eyes, a foot that was ten points sharper than a blade, and when she stepped down, she died.

"Am I really going to die?" At this moment, her heart was desperate.

The person in front of her is not something she can defeat.

Am I going to die?

There was only one thought in her heart, despair shrouded and darkness filled the sky, she closed her eyes and gave up resisting.

"The Blood Lotus was born. ”

The red blood lotus swirled and passed through his feet, shrouding Tu Yan'er's body, the swirling red, the petals bloomed, one by one, bewitching and moving.