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121. Chapter 121 Chapter 0120 Destiny Little Evil King

Master Kudeng glanced at the Taoist priest and then looked away. Similarly, Fanwu and Tianming turned their heads aside in tacit agreement, as if they were afraid that this wretched Taoist priest would pollute their eyes.

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?" Master Kudeng glanced at the Taoist priest and looked away. Similarly, Fanwu and Tianming turned their heads aside in tacit agreement, fearing the contamination of this wretched Taoist priest. Just like their eyes.

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?"


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