Seeing the mean looks of Mu Xiaochan and Yu Xiaoqing, to be honest, Xuanyuan Bailong's face turned green.
I have never felt so sick in my life, I almost vomited! But...
After Xuanyuan Bailong saw the two of them, his sense of crisis began to multiply.
"This is a similar field. If you stay here for a long time, you will definitely die!"
Xuanyuan Bailong's face was slightly distorted.
"hold head high!"
This moment.
Xuanyuan Bailong's body began to roar with a dragon's roar, and circles of aura began to wreak havoc.
This is a territory-breaking method, specifically designed to prevent treasures from falling into other people's domains! "Haha, come on, come on, let me just say that this kid has a lot of treasures!"
Yu Xiaoqing laughed.
And the next moment.
"Young men, show up!"
Yu Xiaoqing shouted.
"boom!"
The earth shattered.
Xuanyuan Bailong and the others lowered their heads suddenly, their faces turning even greener.
I saw that each of the True King's younger brothers firmly grabbed their feet and pulled them downwards.
"What the hell?"
Xuanyuan Bailong shouted violently, and infinite light erupted from his body, and treasures appeared one after another.
Mu Xiaochan and Yu Xiaoqing's eyes lit up.
At a glance, two holy weapons appeared.
"Sure enough, this is the treasure boy second only to Mu Tianqing! Then, it's my turn next!"
Mu Xiaochan laughed.
Then.
"Swamp of Time!"
"Bang!"
The shattered earth seemed to turn into a swamp, and Xuanyuan Bailong and the others who had been flying began to sink.
"White Dragon!"
The short-haired woman screamed in horror, realizing that her lifespan was going backwards, which caused her cultivation to also begin to regress! "Damn it!"
Xuanyuan Bailong roared and struggled wildly.
But this moment.
Yu Xiaoqing took action again.
She flicked her little hand, and a large amount of black ash was thrown out.
"The ghosts are buried, but the ashes are buried!"
A moment.
Xuanyuan Bailong felt like he was in a crematorium, and his whole body began to burn.
"On the road to Huangquan, I will give you a flower!"
Mu Xiaochan was also hehe, a flower of the other shore appeared above his head, but it opened its fangs and bit into Xuanyuan Bailong and the others.
"I'll come again and give you a coffin!"
"I'm coming too to give you some wreaths!"
Yu Xiaoqing and Mu Xiaochan almost made them cry.
now.
Yao Guang, Wen Zhao and the others also came over, and their eyelids jumped when they saw this scene.
These two little melons are becoming more and more perverted! And together, they are like a perfect combination of two villains, and no one can beat them! "You guys are going too far!"
Xuanyuan White Dragon roared and turned into a hundred-foot white dragon.
But the next moment.
"I, Yu Xiaoqing, have never lost in a competition!"
Yu Xiaoqing laughed.
"boom!"
Yu Xiaoqing's body began to expand crazily, reaching the size of a thousand feet.
Then.
Yu Xiaoqing pressed Xuanyuan Bailong down just like a reptile.
"Ouch!"
Xuanyuan Bailong roared.
There was also a roar from below, and the short-haired woman turned into a black dragon.
The black and white dragons intertwined, and their strength exploded.
but.
"Sisters, grab them and use them as mounts!"
Yu Xiaoqing shouted.
"Walk!"
"This is a real dragon!"
“Not bad, not bad!”
Yao Guang and the others were so excited that they smashed out the Holy Seat.
Xuanyuan Bailong: "..." Short-haired woman: "..." They are desperate.
Never thought that a bunch of girls from Tiannan would take care of him.
And the embroiderer among them was his former maid... "I'm not willing to give in!"
Xuanyuan Bailong roared.
"Bang!"
Yu Xiaoqing pinched Xuanyuan Bailong's faucet like a loach: "What's the point of not being willing to follow my sister and lead you to show off and fly."
Xuanyuan Bailong: "..."...the central area.
The battle continues.
However, with the continuous arrival of monks from Tiannan, Wudian has begun to lose ground.
certainly.
Wu Dian didn't expect that so many strong men would come from Tiannan all at once, and he was caught off guard.
In front of Mingzhao Heavenly Palace.
The ancient sword-suppressing master brought groups of sword-suppressing masters down to the plateau.
There were nearly fifty sword suppressors carrying a sword box that was a hundred feet long. There was a mysterious and sinister aura in it, like an ancient ferocious beast that had been suppressed.
Five sword masters are in front.
Their old faces were full of coldness.
"This time I will definitely teach Tiannan a painful lesson!"
but.
As soon as they stepped off the plateau, their steps were hesitant.
The sword master raised his head.
A terrifying sword intent began to rise in the distance and kept getting closer.
A... bitter cold wind began to howl.
The Shanhe Sword Sect monks headed by Duanmu Wang Ling turned into sword lights and swept towards them.
Jian Wuhao, Jian Kong, Sijiu Tianchen Sword Guard, Chu Qingkuang... they came in the cold.
"Want to die?"
A sword master said coldly.
"You call yourself the Sword Suppressor. Today we will see if you can suppress the Bitter Cold Sword of our Sword Sect!"
Duanmu Wang Ling spoke sharply.
"Just you?"
"Then what about us."
An ethereal voice echoed.
The world seemed to be split open by a sword light.
There is an ancient giant sword falling slowly from above.
on it.
Chen Xiaowan, Yang Fengge, Jian Yunxi, Liu Changan and other monks from the Sword Ruins appeared.
The four swords rising and falling behind Chen Xiaowan are exactly the four swords of Jianxu.
Jian Wuyan and others' eyes were amazed, and then they laughed.
Chen Xiaowan is also from the Shanhe Sword Sect.
And this time.
This girl with glazed glass and a sincere sword-centered sword points to the sword master: "The Lord of the Sword Ruins, the Chang'an Sword Master, and the successor of the Shanhe Sword, Chen Xiaowante, came to ask about the sword!"
The five sword masters suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
……at the same time.
In a canyon.
The battle between Tiannan and Wudian is still going on.
Many geniuses from the Martial Palace came here, including the Bull Demon, Monkey, Qingfeng, Nan Huai, Luo Tianqing and other demon clans.
There's a big fight going on here! Suddenly.
"roar!"
A shrill roar echoed.
Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look back.
Tang Zhan was seen covered in blood, holding a ferocious head, it was Yan Zhen.
"Wudian, it's nothing more than that!"
Tang Zhan spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered again and again.
Wu Dian was shocked and angry.
"You are looking for death, how dare you kill me, the genius of the Martial Palace!"
"Senior Brother Yanzhen is the son of Emperor Yanhui. You are finished!"
"You can't even think of leaving the central area this time!"
They shouted loudly.
"Why are you howling? If you have the guts, let that bullshit emperor come over!"
"This time we want to see who can't leave the central area!"
"Fuck them, kill them!"
Tian Nan is even more unbecoming of a person when he is arrogant.
...deep in the Martial Palace.
In an ancient palace burning with eternal golden flames.
A burly man who looked like a saint in fire stood up, his eyes bursting with a cruel cold light.
"If you dare to kill my son, I will bury everyone in the central area of Tiannan with you!"
The man...is none other than Emperor Yanhuo! On this day.
The Martial Palace was greatly shaken, and the Sifang Emperor and other powerful powers all turned their attention to the central area.
at the same time.
Tiannan.
The weather is sunny and the breeze is gentle.
But suddenly.
A slight vibration began to resound.
The sky was clear and it started to rain, and it was a bright golden color.
There are even golden lotus plants starting to emerge on the sea surface.
deep.
Grandma, who was waiting for the vision of the Holy Mantra, looked at this scene in astonishment.
"There is a strange phenomenon in the sky and the earth, and the golden color is the holy king... What is that kid doing?"
Grandma murmured.
The bottom of the sky.
In the Xiantian Dao Lake, the water began to overflow continuously.
Among them, Darkness and Taiping sat opposite each other, and the ancient Holy King's will began to ripple.
Gradually.
A phantom of the Holy King began to appear above the heads of the two bodies.
That appearance was very similar to Su Xuan.
And at the horns, another body began to condense.
This body has brilliant blond hair, noble and majestic, like the most powerful king in the world.
"I am like a holy king, and the holy king remembers me."
The figure murmured, and its will soared into the sky.