121. Chapter 121 Chapter 0120 Destiny Little Evil King
"Eh!"
Before Zhao Qingzhu could speak, the middle-aged man said "Eh" again, and immediately looked at the half of the giant scissors in his hand. After being slightly stunned, he split his lips and said, "Emperor Wu's giant scissors are actually in your hands."
, it’s really interesting, look at this giant scissor, you should have gotten the God-defying God-killing Technique that he left in the giant scissor!”
Before Zhao Qingzhu could speak, Bai Meisheng, who was knocked back by the middle-aged man's blow, got up from the ground, stood side by side with Zhao Qingzhu, rubbed the mark on his chest where he had been slashed by the soft sword, and said in a deep voice: "If I
My guess is good, you should be Tianming, the number one master of the Tianquan Kingdom, whose legs were chopped off by the Great Evil King a thousand years ago!"
After listening to Bai Meisheng's words, Zhao Qingzhu took a closer look. Sure enough, half of this man's legs were missing, broken to the knees! However, how could this guy still look like this after sleeping for a thousand years? Could it be that he had glimpsed immortality and immortality? Look,
That old man Taiqu, thousands of years have taken away almost all his youthful masculinity, leaving only a skeleton!
"Do you know me?" Tianming was slightly startled. He had been sleeping under the Tianquan Kingdom's palace for thousands of years and had never been born. His previous birth was all because of the destructive aura of the life and death seal that woke him up.
He never thought that when he woke up for the first time in a thousand years, he would feel the power of the Great Evil King's fighting spirit, and even let a young junior recognize him, which inevitably made him a little surprised.
"Sure enough, it's you," Bai Meisheng took a step forward, then pointed at Zhao Qingzhu behind him, and said, "He is not the evil king you are looking for!"
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are related to the Great Evil King, you will die, let alone the successor of his fighting spirit!"
"Destiny!"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly came from high in the sky, and then a figure descended from the sky, carrying a strong aroma of wine and floating in front of Bai Meisheng.
"Haha, what a wonderful time!"
Fanwu, who had jumped over Yaoguang, also arrived. He was seen standing hundreds of feet high in the air, laughing and looking at Tianming and the crazy monk on the ground. The power that had been sealed for thousands of years was released without reservation, and the people under his feet were all alive.
After detonating in the void, he landed on the ground in a flash, standing in a triangle with Tianming and the crazy monk.
"Master Kudeng, you are fine."
Falling to the ground, Fanwu glanced at Zhao Qingzhu and Bai Meisheng, then stopped his eyes on the crazy monk, and then said with a smile: "After drinking for so many years, have you ever broken the Buddha's body when you are drunk?"
Looking at the two people falling from the sky, Tianming grinned bloodthirstyly, "There are really two incredible people here."
"No rush!"
Another voice came down from high in the sky, and before the three of them could raise their heads, a figure flashed down and stood firmly among the three of them, "And me!"
Fanwu, Master Kudeng and Tianming all frowned when they saw the visitor.
The person who came was stooped, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, with an old whisk on his shoulder. Like Taiqu, he was as thin as skin and bones, with a trace of obscenity on his face. He also had an extremely funny mustache.
His sharp mouth and monkey cheeks are so vulgar.
"I can't say Taoist friend, I haven't seen you for eight hundred years." Master Kudeng glanced at the Taoist priest and looked away. Similarly, Fanwu and Tianming turned their heads aside in tacit agreement, fearing that this wretched Taoist priest would pollute their lives.
Eyes are average.
Can't say!
He was the only peerless strong man to escape from the battle in the Giant Mountains thousands of years ago. He witnessed the great era when strong men fell. After retreating from the Giant Mountains wholeheartedly, he disappeared without a trace. Eight hundred years ago, he walked with Master Kudeng.
Heading to the cemetery of gods and demons. However, as soon as he set foot in the cemetery of gods and demons, he chose to retreat. Master Kudeng had no choice but to go alone. After coming out, he pretended to be stupid and crazy for eight hundred years.
Almost all of the people appearing here at this moment are immortals and gods. Anyone who steps out will cause huge waves in the Beidou Continent. It is precisely because of the existence of these old antiques that check and balance each other that the Beidou Continent has avoided a series of conflicts.
Disaster.
They haven't seen each other again for thousands of years, but they appear at the same time when Tianming is born. A storm is coming?
"I can't tell, I can't tell!" The Taoist priest waved his hand, and his small eyes quickly scanned Bai Meisheng, and finally stopped on Zhao Qingzhu, "Is this kid the successor to the Great Evil King's battle spirit?"
Seeing that the Taoist priest was targeting Zhao Qingzhu, Tianming immediately took a step forward and said coldly: "He is mine."
"Did I fight with you?" He turned his head and glared at Tianming, and said angrily: "Really, the only thing the Great Evil King did right a thousand years ago was to chop off your legs."
"Stinky Taoist priest, you..."
"Don't be so angry," he said, shaking his fly whisk, "I came here not to compete with you for the successor of the Great Evil King's battle soul, but to settle a score with you. Well, I don't think it's just me.
Wu and Kudeng are here because of you, right?"
"Want to know why?"
"Because he is a bastard!" Master Kudeng took over the words without any demeanor of a master.
"Yes, bastard!" He couldn't help but nodded, "Thousands of years ago, there were two bastards, one was the Big Evil King and the other was the Little Evil King."
"By the way, who is the little evil king?"
"Destiny!" Master Kudeng was very cooperative.
"Yes, that's him."
Listening to the conversation between these old antiques, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly felt so happy. Are people who have lived for a long time like this? This conversation did not look like a fight. It was just a child playing house.
Although he didn't know what was going on, he didn't want to wade into this muddy water. Seeing that the smelly Taoist priest was talking happily, he winked at Bai Meisheng, then turned around and walked out in silence.
Just when he turned around, Dazhongjiu, who had already left with Chu Huairou, was returning on his white horse at an astonishing speed.
Seeing this, Zhao Qingzhu couldn't help but be slightly startled.
The next second, he was relieved.
I saw a large group of Tianquan warriors following behind Da Chongjiu.
"stop…"
"Quick, catch him!"
"kill."
“…”
Various voices sounded behind Da Chongjiu. Da Chongjiu ignored it and quickly rushed to Zhao Qingzhu on his white horse. He shook his head helplessly, "There are too many people to rush out."
Seeing the people chasing Da Chongjiu, bringing up the dusty crowd, Zhao Qingzhu grasped the giant scissors and laughed loudly: "This is the rhythm of a big fight!"
The Huang Yu prisoner who was kicked off the horse by Da Chongjiu came to Zhao Qingzhu with a body full of fat. He looked at the mighty Tianquan warriors who were coming towards him, grinned and said: "The one in the front is mine."
Da Chongjiu did not dismount, nor did he hear what the two of them were saying. He only saw him looking at the four old and shabby antiques without blinking. After a while, he suddenly blinked and tilted his head towards
Zhao Qingzhu asked: "Brother Qingzhu, what are they doing here?"