"What if there really is?" Feng Tian stared at Qing Ming and asked in a deep voice, "Will you resist then?"

The powerful here are unruly and want to bring them to their hearts unless they are truly suppressed by force. Although Qing Ming has obtained the position of the Lord of Heavenly Court, it is not a face-to-face confrontation.

Previously, there were high-level bombs of the four clans, and then they used the son of luck to kill chickens and monkeys, and these guys fell silent for a while.

But this is only temporary, and when the opportunity arises, they will attack it in groups.

Qingtian was very angry and angry, he wanted to take action and teach the guy who kept questioning his father one by one.

But he couldn't, not to mention whether he had that ability or not. Even if he had, he couldn't, because that would put his father in a very awkward position.

This was the only thing his father could handle.

Thinking of this, his gaze glanced at Hui Xin slightly coldly.

In his opinion, this matter was completely provoked by Huixin, and Huixin should bear the main responsibility.

"Young master, it seems that we have completely broken with the anti-heaven line. An old man in a gray robe whispered beside Qingtian.

"Why do you say that?" Qingtian asked subconsciously.

"In the battle of hundreds of millions of mountains, all the heavens know that there is no possibility of cooperation between us and the anti-heaven lineage, and we don't care if this matter is right or wrong for the time being. But the Rebellion should not incite wisdom against your father today. ”

"How is that possible?" Qingtian was taken aback.

"How is it impossible? Huixin has no roots and no Ping, why does he want to trouble your father at this stubble? Who Huixin is friendly with, you must know better than me. If it weren't for that Zi Ning's explanation, would Hui Xin be this budding bird?" The gray-robed old man analyzed in a low voice: "Look at it, Hui Xin will step into the camp of the anti-heaven vein sooner or later. ”

"It's- it can't be. Qingtian was very reluctant to believe this, one was his father, and the other was his best friend, he really didn't want to go this far.

Qingtian said this, and he believed it a little in his heart, and his eyes were full of complicated and difficult to understand when he looked at Zining.

"Young master, you have to get ready. The gray-robed old man saw that Qingtian believed it, and immediately hit the railway while it was hot.

"What preparations?" Qingtian's mind was in turmoil.

"Young Master, in your opinion, how many ways does the Terran have the power to do now?" the gray-robed old man asked.

Qingtian pondered for a moment before saying, "There should be three parties." ”

"Qingxuan's Immortal Court represents the orthodoxy of the Terran race, ruling more than one-third of the Terran territory. The second is the Heavenly Court represented by my father and I, we rule a quarter of the Terran territory, of course, there is a Spirit Race behind us, in a sense, we have the strength to compete with Qingxuan's Immortal Court. The second is the vein against the sky, although Guo Ming did not intentionally expand his strength, but he still gathered a large number of strong people around him. As long as he raised his arms and exhaled, he could quickly gather a huge momentum. Of course, compared to the Heavenly Court or the Immortal Court, the power should be weaker. But their potential is the greatest. Qingtian parsed it out one by one.

"No—there is still a force in this world, and this force is the most powerful. The gray-robed old man said in a deep voice: "They are scattered cultivators. ”

"In normal times, they are used to being free, they don't join any power at all, and their population base is the largest. Although both our Heavenly Court and the Immortal Court have been trying to influence them for so many years, the results have been very small. There are too many mediocre talents among them, but there are also many strong people. ”

"For example, that whisper, she hasn't joined any power now, young master, you have to hurry. The gray-robed old man gradually led to the theme.

"Whispering, this is not good, she is very close to the anti-heaven line. Qingtian was a little reluctant.

"So what? She is very close to the Rebellion, but it doesn't mean that she is a Rebellion. When she hit the Golden Immortal Realm, if it weren't for your help, I'm afraid she would have fallen long ago. The gray-robed old man seduced: "Young master, so this is a good opportunity." ”

"Not to mention that she has supreme-level combat power, the Nai He Bridge in her hand alone is worthy of any force to go crazy for. ”

Qingtian really moved, but he still had some hesitation.

"You can promise not to deal with the Reverse Heaven Pulse, but can you guarantee that the Reverse Heaven Pulse will not deal with you?" The gray-robed old man added a fire at the right time and said, "So in order to grasp the initiative, we must unite a force that can be united. ”

Qingtian nodded slightly and said, "You're right, I'll talk about it myself." ”

"In addition to whispering, there is one more person you have to try to fight for. The gray-robed old man said as he glanced at a young girl in the distance.

"Tang Yiyi, it's impossible, she has been the master of the Prime Minister's Pavilion, how can she win it over?" Qingtian immediately denied.

"That was before, but she belonged to the Nine Pylorics. The strength of the Nine Shadows must not be said by me, the Nine Shadows who master the Nine Shadows Realm can occupy a place even in the ranks of guardians. If you can convince Tang Yiyi to join, then it is equivalent to subduing Jiuyou in disguise. The gray-robed old man said in a deep voice: "If you don't fight for it, then you can only watch her throw herself into the arms of the anti-heaven vein." ”

"Well, I'll try. Qingtian was moved by the gray-robed old man's words.

Qing Ming glanced at Feng Tian lightly and said, "Since I am the leader of this team and encounter a strong enemy, I should charge ahead." ”

"Now—any more questions?"

Feng Tian didn't say much and stepped aside.

"So whisper, let's teleport now. Qing Ming looked at the whispers on the bridge and said softly.

Nodding softly, the bridge that pierced through the sky shed a soft glow, enveloping the strong ones one by one.

Then the bridge soared upward, piercing through time and space, and the next moment appeared above a dead star.

An elite group was resting there in a low-key manner, and when they noticed that the time and space around them were cut off, they showed surprise one by one.

"I can't believe that we will also be made dumplings. A gentle young man held a jade flute, looked at the black soldiers around him, and said with an indifferent expression.

There was no fear or nervousness on his face.

"Array, kill. The boy spoke calmly.

The 100,000 elites moved in an instant, and they were listed into an ancient killing array.

"Kill!" Qing Ming's eyes burst out with two fierce divine rays, and the divine weapon in his hand slashed towards the sky, turning into a vertical and horizontal stream.

The cross-current was mighty, and in an instant, it filled the four poles and eight desolations.

The power of time flowed, invisibly affecting the 100,000 elites present.

Although you can't imprison them all, it is enough to imprison them for a moment.

The people present were all the kings and supremes, all of them had fierce eyes, and their grasp of the fighters was superb to the extreme.

"Chaos opens up, and I am king. "An ancient transgression has come, where there is no light, and there is no darkness, but chaos.

Yan Ruyu held the green lotus in her hand, like a holy goddess, and with a slight sweep, a large number of monks vomited blood from heavy injuries and lost the strength to resist.

"The Nine Heavens Mighty Mystery - the Way. Qing Xuan didn't have too many reservations, and his body bloomed with an endless streamer, shuttling through the army.

All the soldiers who were illuminated by the Dao light on his body were immediately counterattacked and unwillingly turned into ashes.

This is a collision of two orders, the difference is that Qing Xuan has urged his Dao to the extreme, and he also forces the other party to contend with him.

As long as the other party can't resist, he will destroy his heart and then fall.

"Heaven and earth copper furnace, ten thousand methods of smelting. Zi Ning carried a delicate stove and smashed it towards the soldiers beside him.

Whether it is a soldier, a general, or a commander, none of them are Zi Ning's enemies.

She was like entering a no-man's land, killing that elite howl all over the field.

As for the others, they also took action one after another, of course, most of them were not as easy as Zi Ning and the others, and some even died at the hands of the paladin.

After all, paladins also have the combat power of the supreme king.

But the paladins only resisted with difficulty, after all, there were too many demons on the Jiutian side.

Unless their saints are dispatched, it will be possible to stop this army of tigers and wolves.

A terrifying wave suddenly struck, and Ziwei dodged a distance when there was no room for it.

With a pop, it was the sound of a sharp blade cutting into her body, and Ziwei gasped in pain.

"Who?" Ziwei's eyes turned red gold, and she directly pierced through the realm of nothingness and saw a lifeless old man.

"Who are you, Guo Ming?" the old man coughed dryly and slowly walked out of the void.

"He's my father. Ziwei said in a deep voice.

"That's right, your father killed a saint back then, and today I will kill his son, and I will collect some interest first. The old man said lightly.

"Are you a saint?" Ziwei's voice couldn't help but be solemn.

Under the Holy Ancestor, there are a hundred saints, they are disciples trained by the Holy Ancestor himself, and each of them is peerless and powerful.

"It's kind of insightful. Sheng Eleven glanced at Ziwei and said with some disappointment: "Compared to your father, your strength is even more unbearable. ”

"Are you trying to shake my mind by saying this?" Ziwei sneered, "If that's the case, then you may be disappointed." ”

"You think too highly of you, your father was defeated in my hands back then, do you think I will be afraid that his son will not succeed today?" This old man is none other than the Holy Eleventh who hit Guo Ming hard.

Saint Eleven had attracted the attention of many powerhouses in the Nine Heavens since he appeared, and the words he said were even more earth-shattering, causing a shock.

"When did Guo Ming kill the saint?"

"Good courage, this is the anti-heaven son of the human race. ”

"This old guy is not simple, don't look at his lifelessness, but his body contains the power to destroy the world. ”

"Even the Son of Heaven was defeated in his hands, so who is his opponent here?"