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In the rainstorm, in the darkness.

The evil king and this one suddenly came out and were about to part with one touch![]

It was the old eunuch Wang who led Wang Ce to walk for dozens of meters, and let go safely, lowered his eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Mr. Wang, Your Majesty will tell you to take good care of yourself."

The Evil King glided back and sneered: "So there is a helper here, no wonder he is so confident!"

Wang Ce ignored it, quietly Zhan Yan looked at the stupid and cute big-breasted girl, nodded 20, and then looked back happily: "Evil King, don't talk about these things. I said, I bet on your life."

"Just because you are a god, you will be in trouble if I have any helpers."

Dozens of deified masters such as Babilong were shocked and were all shocked. The evil king who had been famous for many years was a god? Not to mention that he believed or did not believe it, Babilong and others immediately changed their color.

The King of Guns moved, and the Luohua blossomed and turned into a flower shower. The King of Compassion was like iron, and the eight dragons moved quietly. More than ten Wuzongs formed a siege in an instant.

The Evil King squinted his eyes coldly and shone with a dangerous light.

Wang Ce also narrowed his eyes, picked up his chin and chuckled: "Evil King, you are careless."

The magnetic voice of the eight dragons echoed in the sound of rain: "Tian Yao, you say, why is the evil king a god evil?"

Wang Ce patted his body gently, covering his mud.

Rubbing hands clean in the rain, then smiled and said, "Everyone, I have captured a group of gods in Haizhou and detained in Beice Prefecture. Some people may know about it, or maybe they don't know."

Wang Ce pointed to the big-breasted girl and pointed at the old eunuch Wang: "My fiancée, Emperor Wu of Northern Tang!"

"This time the Lord suddenly attacked me, and I was already suspicious that God would send someone to save people." Wang Ce's words, the Babi Long and others nodded. The number of gods has always been very small, and each one is very important, and saving people is certain.

Did Wang Ce tell them that he deliberately did not kill the prisoners of the gods, but was the hostage, and the other was the intention to lead the gods to appear and die? Of course not.

"My wife told me that a masked god in green dress was invaded in the city before, trying to save the god in front of him." Wang Ce's eyes gradually became cold, and everyone was thinking: "I, Wang, have no evidence."

"This time Dalu is giving up the Beice House, which is an excellent opportunity. Do you think God will miss this opportunity to save people?"

The Gun King nodded coldly: "Yes, this is the best opportunity."

"You may not know that before a man in blue saved the evil spirit, a Wuzong had already sneaked into Beice Palace and tried to save people." Wang Ce showed his teeth and was shaking white. Hey, the blue sky must be cured.

Everyone was surprised to hear it carefully. Why were they divided into two groups of people? Suddenly, Wang Ce answered his questions: "It's a Wuzong from the Power Society!"

Wang Ce Youran raised his finger and said word by word: "One bright, one dark! The former is oh, and the latter is dark."

The Babi Dragon is very wonderful, with ugly appearance, but his voice is extremely nice, and he is extremely manly: "What is the dark person? Where can this person be?" His question undoubtedly hit the bull's eye.

"Old Wang, say!" The evil king's face turned blue and Wang Ce ignored it and shrugged, "You and I are here, and we don't know what happened."

The old eunuch Wang politely said softly: "It's a man in blue, Liuli Wushu, whose strength is not inferior to me!"

It doesn’t matter what physical characteristics, what dress, or what else it is. What matters is precisely the Liuli Wushu Sect and its strength comparable to that of the Martial Emperor.

The irreconcilable King of Compassion was not like being in the rain, but rather like being in the shower. He looked at the evil king's cold face and said slowly: "I have come to the Glazed Realm of Sin City recently. I don't say much, and I don't say much."

"My King Buddha is one, Brother Ba is one, Brother Xu is one, and Miss Yu Hen is one. Another is Brother Evil King. Needless to say, everyone else, it seems that only Brother Evil King is not present..."

Countless eyes condensed on the man in blue, perhaps because of confusion, perhaps because of sudden enlightenment, perhaps because of hostility!

Recently, there are many deified masters gathered in Sin City, most of which were sent by major forces to fight the Qianzhan.

There are also many single-handed masters like Gengfeng, especially the Glazing Realm, which is probably urgently needed the Martial God Scroll to seek a breakthrough. Therefore, there are still so many solid Glazing Realm here.

Don’t blame the Gun King for ignoring others. There are only a few Liuli Wushu Sect that are comparable to the Martial Emperor. And the only one who is not present seems to be the Evil King.

The evil king's contemptuous eyes passed by one by one like a dot: "Three years ago, this kid forced the Worry-Ware King to death in a few words. Today you show off this trick again!"

"Hahaha, I have never cared about morality, benevolence and righteousness when I walk around the world. I am the truth of doing my own things. You say I care about the evil spirits of gods or not!"

The evil king laughed wildly. The evil spirit was extremely strong: "No matter how sharp the god demon you are, you splash the most vicious dirty water in the world on me, you think I will care? I will count it? Hahaha!"

Wang Ce was stunned. The evil king's words were either better than self-determination. They were just a pervert, and adding a bad label to the other person did not seem to have any effect. They were powerful, and they were really powerful.

The sky was laughing wildly, Zhu Haitang came over and said a few words. Wang Ce showed his teeth, and his white teeth were particularly sharp: "Evil King, I find that I underestimated you a little. You shouldn't call Evil King, you should call Greed King..."

Wang Ce found that there was no need to say anything else. The Evil King's past resume was dirty enough, and no one cared about it even though it was black. There would be a master of divine grace. People with the temperament of the Evil King, do you think he is a godly evil? It has a hairy influence.

A ray of green aura appeared on the beautiful and handsome face of the Evil King: "Are you finished speaking?"

"Then you can die!"

The moment the Evil King's sensational punch came halfway, countless people instantly felt an endless stream of terrifying pressure, which actually fell from the sky!

The roaring energy fluctuated, as if a meteor fell. It immediately burst out a large pit dozens of meters from the place where the Evil King was. The Evil King was so embarrassed that he flew back hundreds of meters!

Wang Ce chuckled: "You are right before. The war between my Wang Ce and your God's Greeting Society has really just begun."

Wang Ce smiled and said, "I'm done!"

The evil king was frightened and angry, and turned over and looked at the old farmer. His eyes were filled with haze and he said coldly: "Wang Ce, do you think your master is coming and I can't kill you? Don't forget that there are two martial emperors."

In a blink of an eye, two rays of light from the sky accelerated and burst out with a terrifying sound wave like a sonic boom, and rushed towards him with a loud bang.

Wang Ce smiled and looked provocative: "If you think my master can't deal with two martial emperors, you would look down on him too much." After a pause, he laughed and said: "Master, don't worry!"

"Otherwise, I will be killed by them."

Ji Qianbai's cold-electric eyes pierced into the hearts of countless people including Babulong. He swallowed it in one breath, and his gray hair turned black, and his face quickly recovered from youth!

Shaking his wrist, a white gun quietly slid down from his sleeve like a spirit snake, and shaking it into a white spear that emits evil spirits!

The qi swept through the nine heavens and actually shone the entire sky and earth. The endless spear energy radiated from the tip of the spear, like a white whirlpool of clouds and mist in the sky, sank the two martial emperors Wang Meng and Qu Fen into it!

His eyes were like lightning, and his cold domineering aura seemed to sweep across the army like invisible energy.

The qi burst out from Ji Qianfa, and the terrifying will of Emperor Wu was like a huge wave of dozens of feet swallowing everything and slapping everything!

"War Spirits Combined!" Ji Qianbai's old farmer's shape was no longer there. His body was full of shocking and extraordinary momentum, which was surging like a tide, making it difficult for people to compete!

"Opening the Sky Style!"

A shot exploded, and it was like a lightning bolt that counterattacked the night from the ground. It was extremely gorgeous and beautiful, and it was extremely surging. It actually tore the night apart and strongly opened the sky!

Wang Meng and Qu Fen and Ji Qianbai fought each other for most of the day. The total pressure was not as huge as it was at this moment. He rushed out in shock: "The battle spirit of the upper level of Tongtian!"

Wang Ce was stunned! This was the first time he had seen the eight-level battle spirit of the upper level of the Heavens since he traveled through time.

As a qualified refiner, he understood very well. Once the war spirit comes to the tyrant, it is impossible for the ordinary Duan to improve. Not afraid of exaggeration to say that any Wuzong Wudi who is under a hundred years old is almost impossible to have a level 8-level battle spirit. First of all, there is no time.

Wang Ce has seen many Wuzong Wudi, why did Wudi almost never use the battle spirit? Because the other party's fighting spirit is far inferior to his own cultivation, and it is meaningless to use it.

The younger Emperor Wuzong, the less he could count on the war spirit.

The clouds and mist rolled in the sky, forming an extremely terrifying vortex, which trapped Wang Meng and Qu Fen into it, as if they were swallowed by the endless light.

The earth suddenly jumped violently. Wang Ce saw that the evil king was blown away by Ji Qianbai's shot, and he was blown away by blood and could not be beaten down thousands of meters, and he blocked a small hill heavily!

Suddenly, a canyon that is hundreds of meters long and more than ten meters wide suddenly appeared on this field!

The two martial emperors in the sky sprayed their blood, as if they were hit by a baseball in the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wang Ce let out a suffocating moan, my god, is this a human or a monster? Is this the strongest blow to Ji Qianbai? Fortunately, the Zhan Lingjun is not here, otherwise more than 100,000 would have been destroyed in this moment.

Is the evil king a sin of the gods? Is it still important? Of course not.

There is Ji Qianbai who stands here like a god of war. No matter who it is, he probably only sings a song "I'll be conquered by you like this."

Dozens of deified masters were shocked, some were afraid, some were desolate, these were those who attacked Wang Ce before, and some were shining with their eyes as if they had found a new target, and these were Babu Long and others.

Even the half-emperor soul was fascinated by the heart, revealing a passionate fighting spirit that made people excited!

The hope in Hu Bao's eyes was strangled, and the addition of the evil king allowed him to see the hope of killing or capturing Wang Ce alive.

However, Ji Qianbai's sudden real power was pinched off as soon as his hope was sprouted!

After being played by Wang Ce for a night of roller coaster, Hu Bao decided to refuse to play this heartbeat game again.

In the flash of lightning, Hu Bao decisively sent a message: "Go! Retreat, retreat all!"

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!