() "Ah...... The ancient king of the dragon head roared, as the ancestor of a clan, there were few opponents in the world in the ancient years, but he was knocked down by a turtle with a slap, and he almost went crazy.

The black crow lay on the head of the barbarian king, quite calm, crooked his neck, and said slowly, "It's useless for you to cut your throat." ”

The dragon head ancestor was trembling all over, his eyes were as cold, cold, and cold as two sharp knives, and he stood up and pressed forward step by step, and the god was like the sea, and the training was like a rainbow, intertwined with the trajectory of the Tao.

All the light hit the turtle shell, and all the gods slashed on the black intertwined armor, all silently annihilated.

"Smack"

Moreover, at this moment, the black turtle poked out a big claw, which could be the size of a dustpan, and directly slapped the dragon-headed ancient king over, and once again fell to the ground.

"Crackling ......"

This ancestral king's bones exploded, and he didn't know how many pieces he had cracked into, he was covered in blood, and he almost disintegrated, and he turned into a blazing light and escaped, standing hundreds of feet away.

The Dragon Head Ancestor King's face was pale, how ugly and ugly it was, just now he was still looking down at everyone, but now he was almost smashed by a turtle, which made him embarrassed.

"Remember who I am, right?" the black turtle slowly landed on the head of the barbarian king and shook a small claw, "Xuanwu, I am the great Xuanwu. ”

"Ah......h

"Boom"

Suddenly, the breath of the Ancient Emperor was permeated, and the sound waves of the Great Dao were deafening!

Above the vast sky, one after another green air currents fell, each as thick as a mountain, grand and heavy, like hanging and hanging heavenly rivers falling.

In the endless and distant sky, there is an independent small world in a trance, where chaotic qi is surging, earth, fire, feng shui rotates, and there are green towers looming in the middle.

This is an overwhelming atmosphere, righteous and auspicious, vast and not aggressive, but there is an inviolable sacredness and solemnity.

Not to mention that ordinary monks, even the Dragon Head Ancient King and the Black Turtle all froze and didn't dare to move, even they felt that if they were presumptuous, they would definitely be destroyed.

West Emperor Tower!

That is, the green golden pagoda of fairy tears, which was cast by the Western Queen Mother herself, has been immortal after immeasurable times, and has been inherited to this day, which can kill everything in the world.

"There are rules in the Yaochi Conference, no one is allowed to provoke a big battle here, and I hope that the ancestor of Yinlongchuan will abide by it. "The voice of the Queen Mother of Yaochi came from the sky.

The Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier itself is an invincible existence, it is an alternative continuation of the life of the Ancient Emperor, who in the world dares to defy the law to resist? Once the Emperor Soldier recovers, the Ancestral King will also hate when he rushes up!

However, the process of recovery is a bit slow, the Extreme Dao Emperor soldiers are difficult to control, and it will take a long time for many great powers to urge with all their might, and the essence will be sucked dry at every turn.

Otherwise, with an imperial soldier in hand, it can be said that who in the world can match me?

Except for the Ancient Emperor himself, no one can really completely urge the imperial soldiers to be saints, even if they can operate, it will be quite difficult.

Of course, in their respective mountain gates, there must be a formation pattern laid by the ancient emperor himself, which can add to the recovery of the Extreme Dao Emperor's soldiers without consuming too much essence, so the Immortal Tears Green Golden Pagoda manifested at this time.

The Queen Mother of the West spoke only at the Dragon Head Ancient King, and even the green qi pillar only hung above his head, making him feel great pressure and even a trace of fear.

In this Yaochi Pure Land, the West Emperor Pagoda is better than everything in the mortal world, but whoever enters this place, the saint will not be free.

Seeing that there was no pillar of qi hanging above its head, the black turtle was quite satisfied, and then stretched out a small claw to hook the Dragon Head Ancient King, and said, "If you are not convinced, come here and carve the word Xuanwu on your face." ”

The dragon-headed ancient king puffed white smoke from his nostrils, and not long ago he was full of spirit, pointing to the world, looking down on all living beings, and that transcendent posture was all gone.

"It's kind of going out with me!"

"Just wait for your words, go, the great Xuanwu will engrave a piece of history and write a grand epic on your face!"

"Good!"

Duan De, Li Tian, and Li Heishui secretly applauded, lest they not mess up.

Many of the Terran monks also smiled, thinking that this turtle was too temperamental, and such a move could really be regarded as stomping this empty-eyed ancestor king from the sky to the ground.

No one stopped him, and in fact, no one could stop him, and the Dragon Head Ancient King didn't want to stay for a moment, so he rushed out first.

The black turtle landed on the ground, turned into a person as tall as a person, stood upright, and landed on its hind legs like a strange man with a black cauldron on its back, and its two front paws cared about it, and walked outward, slowly, not much stronger than a snail.

The ancient king standing outside the Yao Pond waited for a quarter of an hour, his eyes were full of fire, and his head was full of eyes, and he saw the turtle king bastard slowly pacing.

There were no superfluous words, the Dragon Head Ancient King directly displayed a strong divine skill, and the ring behind his head was dazzling, pressing the sun in the sky.

The aura is enlarged, turning into a round of discs, dazzling, devouring the essence and spirit of all beings, plundering the vitality of heaven and earth, and casting into an immortal treasure wheel.

"When ......"

The sound of Qingzhi resounded all over the world, and the divine wheel behind his head became more and more dazzling, setting him off like a god, and his whole body was crystal clear.

"Boom"

Finally, the treasure wheel glowed and roared, like a reincarnation disk, shining towards the black turtle, and the power of reincarnation was struck.

"Heavenly Reincarnation!"

The Dragon Head Ancestor King shouted, quite domineering, and the ten directions of the heavens were trembling when he took a step, and the treasure wheel was pressed, so that the heavenly dome outside the Yao Chi returned to chaos.

"Just because you dare to compete with the great Xuanwu, see me break you!" The black turtle's whole body retracted into the turtle shell again, and you can use all kinds of magic rules and spells, all of which are useless.

All kinds of laws turned into blazing light, and all of them fell on the black tortoise shell, on which there were mysterious and ancient veins flickering, dissolving the endless divine rays, which were difficult to break.

In the distance, people were surprised, I am afraid that there are few people in the whole world whose defense power is more perverted than him, and he will take the ancestral king's strong god clan without damage.

"What is the origin of this Xuanwu?" Ye Fan asked in a whisper in front of the barbarian king, he only knew that it was the patron saint of the barbarians, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"Who raised it, I think about it, it should be my grandfather's grandfather's......" The barbarian king said a large list of grandfather's grandfathers, and even he couldn't tell how many thousand years this turtle had lived, and it was conservatively estimated that it was more than six thousand years old.

On weekdays, this turtle doesn't care much about anyone, only occasionally says a few words to the barbarian king, but I didn't expect to see an ancestor king talking so much today.

"You give me death!" the dragon head ancient king shouted, the disc behind his head was dazzling, blazing like the sun, and it sank down, suppressing Xuanwu. With his roar, the mountains collapsed, and even the clouds hundreds of miles away were scattered, swallowing mountains and rivers.

"You can't be domineering with me, then let's see who wins!"

It poked its head out of the turtle shell, rotated a pair of old black fists, and directly collapsed the heavens and the earth, roaring: ...... Overlord Divine Fist!"

It can be said that its movements are very funny, and the name is not very good, no matter how you listen to it, it is the fist of the king, but it is indeed a strong fist.

The black fist, the first punch directly blasted open the round disc and broke it, the second punch directly shattered the two arms of the Dragon Head Ancient King, and the third punch smashed through his chest.

The dragon head ancient king turned into a blast, and then turned into a ray of light and appeared in the distance, reorganizing his body, his face was pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"Wang Baquan...... I was defeated by Wang Ba's fist!"

"I don't have a long memory, this is the Overlord Divine Fist created by the great Xuanwu, and today I want you to remember it forever!"

The black turtle stood upright and rushed forward, and the two old black fists moved, like two big grinding discs, whirring in the wind, and the mountains next to them were like paper paste, all rising from the ground and flying into the distance.

People were terrified, there were all kinds of divine rules densely covered with those two black fists, no wonder all the secret techniques of the ancient king could be smashed, and the power of the Heavenly Dao was circulating.

"Boom"

The two saints fought together again, and I have to say that this black turtle was a mess, and the two old fists smashed the vacuum and destroyed all obstacles.

It punched one hundred and eight punches in one go, and although most of them were defused by the desperate Dragon Head Ancient King, there were still patches of fist shadows that fell on him.

"Remember, this is the Fist of the Tyrant!"

The body of the Dragon Head Ancient King was disintegrating, leaving indelible black marks on both flesh and blood and broken bones.

Especially on its face, there are more than a dozen lines, all of which are jet black, resembling small turtles, which are left by fist marks.

When they separated again, the Dragon-headed Ancient King was going crazy, not only was he defeated, but he was also engraved with a mark of shame, and the black light flickered, and it could not be erased at all.

Everyone almost burst out laughing, even the primeval clans, who were holding back their laughter because of the ancient king's divine might.

The dragon-headed ancient king was covered with bruises, especially on his face, and was marked with more than a dozen small turtle marks, which could not be melted away.

"Remember, it's always Xuanwu, no matter how much you dare to make a mistake, engrave your Yuan Shen as well!" the black turtle said solemnly, with a serious face, but it made people want to laugh.

The Dragon Head Ancient King is really crazy, is it still a shameful thing to compare? Previously, he showed his strength and humiliated the human race, and no one dared to speak out in all directions.

At this time, he was beaten by a king, carved a turtle mark on his body and face, and it was engraved with force, indelible, he looked up to the sky and shouted, roaring non-stop.

"You black ...... Wang Baquan!" the dragon-headed ancient king gritted his teeth.

"I'm telling you very seriously, the great Xuanwu is angry, and he wants to blast you into slag with the Wang Bashen Fist!" The black turtle looked serious, and then rushed forward with the old fist.

The gods of the Great Dao are four shimmering, the mana is like the sea, the earth, fire, feng shui rotates, the two fought until the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the dragon head ancient king was blown apart by a pair of black turtle punches.

Eventually, he let out a shout that he didn't dare to make, and he was angry, and then he ...... Turn around...... Hugging his head and running away, he began to run away every day.

At this moment, he doesn't care about anything, what face, what majesty is empty, and it matters if he survives.

At this time, he was really afraid of this turtle, panicked, turned into clouds, turned into wind, turned into lightning, and fled all the way.

"Remember, it's always the great Xuanwu!" the turtle chased after him, serious, and didn't want to let him go at all.

This is obviously a big incident, and the consequences are very serious, after all, it is chasing and killing an ancient ancestor king, but people laugh, it is difficult to have that sense of urgency.

And the same is true of the primeval tribes, but they can't laugh if they want to, and they feel very uncomfortable. It's crazy, a turtle raised in the human race is a saint, beating a powerful ancient king to the head of the rat, and not letting the races live?

In the end, the Terran monks all laughed, feeling that the ancient king, who despised the Terrans and wanted to kill the saints, should be hunted down by a "great Xuanwu". h！~！