Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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kill!

The Queba tribe was furious, and the emperor came out again, and even worse, the emperor did the magic.

This quebe is obviously a ruthless character.

Of course, he couldn't escape the embarrassing situation. He took two swords to the sword, and the third sword went directly to Huang Quan. When he died, his face was embarrassed. However, he was really not worth the sword.

At this moment, Queba was honest, and no more emperor dared to fight.

"Kill, kill me." The quebei emperor was angry, angrily angry, jumped out of the jade, waved his sword and pointed at Nan Chu, and singled out, their tribe was not good, they had to be beaten. The beating is to cover up and kill the past, break through Nanchu, and settle the heavens.

In fact, the Quebal tribe is not weak, but it lacks the strongest peak, the entire tribe, the quasi-perfect emperor, and no one who can walk four ways with the sword.

This is due to the other Honghuang peoples. The civil strife is constantly on, and the most powerful people in his family are almost in the melee. They are so dead that this is so embarrassing.

"Mo Ji." Before waiting for the Queba tribe to smash, they heard a slang word.

Quiba does not work, does not mean that other races do not.

At this time, the Nechung people who came out were not old-fashioned, but looked like a young man. They had come to the sky, opposed to Jianzun Yaotian, and the Queba people sought revenge. The poor Qi people also sought revenge. At that time, there was a war in Donghuang, and I don't know how many people were buried in the hands of Jianzun.

This poor and quasi-perfect emperor is far from being comparable to Quepard. Even when the nine emperors met, he frowned. Among the peak quasi-perfect emperors, he was Xeon, and revealed the imperial consciousness.

That is to say, this puppet also attracted emperor robbers, although he did not become emperor, he was not dead.

"There are so many talents in Honghuang!" The Lord touched his chin and glanced at Emperor Ji.

Di Ji also frowned slightly, never heard of this number.

Now, there is one person who has survived the emperor ’s calamity in this era, except for her and the saint. There are one who has survived the emperor ’s calamity. They are all powerful men, just like the poor and strange outside the city. His strength is unfathomable, God will go up and may not win, it is not terrible in general.

boom! boom! boom!

Under the attention of the world, the war broke out, and the angry Quiba tribe also became spectators. They killed three quasi-perfect emperors, and they were full of happiness. However, other flood-stricken people have high interest. How can there be a joint attack? I really want to head to the end.

The fluctuations of the fighting are extremely large and the sky is falling.

Jianzun did encounter a strong enemy. The poor and strange quasi-empire was stronger than he thought. His understanding of the Tao was even more powerful, and Rao was him, and he was also stained with blood.

"Dragon Cang, come and fight."

One wave before another, another wave started, before waiting for the sword and the poor to fall, then they heard a violent applause, the Dai people are out of the crowd, have no intention to watch the war, and have no interest to watch the war. The challenge of the surname caused the monks in heaven to raise their eyebrows collectively.

Bang!

He is powerful, his path is very aggressive, a pair of scarlet blood eyes, a terrible swallowing power, and yes, he is greedy, his path is devoured, etc. In this world, there is nothing they dare not Swallowed, and appetite is good.

Seeing his posture, there is a big grudge with Long Cang, and it is only two of them who know what is far. It is worth mentioning that he is a fierce character and not a weak sword.

"I want to die like this, I can do it myself." Long Cang said calmly and stepped out of the city wall.

"Annihilation." He attacked when he came up, not giving him a chance to breathe.

Dragon Cang was urinary, did not hide, did not fight, did not defend, attacked directly, took a finger, and smashed the sky, and was stunned by the Peerless Sword, and he was about to split.

Grunt!

The people of the heavens secretly drooled, and they were able to fight with the six ruthless men, and they did not cover it. They fought against the princes, and all the shots were made by the emperor and the dharma.

"Don't move, these nine animals, come here." In the roar, the nine gods will come out, only because of the flood, there are people out, not one, but nine.

"Should be cut and wait." The nine were all Scorpio cries, drinking like thunder, trembling in the heavens, complexion, anger and bloodthirsty, and it seemed that they would have a grudge against God.

Strangely, he nine people had exactly the same face, even the breath and Tao Yun, even the origin and the blood, are exactly the same, the momentum is connected, reversing the world.

"Nine births?" Chu Ling said suddenly.

"It's nine lives, nine lives, and nine lives." Chu Xuan explained.

"The world is as big as it is strange." Nan Mingyu shouted. He seemed to understand, but looking at Chu Xuan's expression, the so-called Nine-Life God was not terrible.

"The weak emperor is really a strange fetus." Shangguan Hanyue murmured softly.

"Dear mothers, come and fight for one." Ye Ling grinned, and especially dragged Ji Ningshuang, flickered her beautiful eyes, and the one who smiled was a playful one.

boom! boom!

When the girls are amused, Jiu Shen will fight against Scorpio Jiuzun Emperor.

As the daughters think, the nine-born fetus is indeed strong, and everyone is carrying a mysterious power. Moreover, they can pass each other, frequently shot, and the sky is broken.

However, the nine gods will not be covered. Although the first **** will be buried, Emperor Xuan fills the vacancy. The emperor ’s sister is also against the sky. The emperor may not win the battle. , Really queen of the world, the Scorpio that hit, spurting blood.

"Xichen, get out of town and die." The drinkers continued unabated, and the Jinzhang tribe got out of the way, wearing gold battle armor, holding a silver moon sword, pedaling magical blood, and hanging their heads into the sky.

This emperor Jinzhang is very similar to the character of the King of War. He has also cultivated the way of war. The dragon is surrounded by a strong breath, and every strand of wildness flowing above his body is like a heavy mountain. The crushed sky collapsed, like a family of war gods who came for nine days.

His anger is not small, and the challenge of naming and surnames is, well, also hateful.

The sons of the planes have never been afraid of fighting, a supernatural power, and flew out of the city, there is no opening remarks, a golden palm shot with a palm vomiting blood, his body is strange and unpredictable, and the world cannot find his true body.

I have to say that this gold medalist is really unwise, and the opponent he is looking for is also disgusting, saying that he has cultivated the way of war, it is useless, and even people ca n’t hit it.

"This, it's my turn, don't grab it." The Holy Lord said, Ma slipped out of the city and became a spectator. His hands really tickled. When someone saw someone out, he consciously killed him.

"I didn't challenge you, get off." The other side is the ghost emperor Zhundi.

This quasi-perfect emperor, the thief was very interesting. As soon as he was out, he turned around and ran away.

Heaven and earth conscience, he was looking for Chiyangzi to practice. Who ever thought that before he shouted, he ran into the Lord on his face. This is no longer possible. He knows how much he weighs and fights with Chiyangzi. If you can fight with the saint, you can destroy it.

There are many ruthless people in the heavens, and the Lord is one of them.

"Where to run." The Lord stepped over and blocked the ghostly road, looked like a teenager, but the little hand, the thief said fiercely, the body of the ghostly **** with a single hand exploded.

"No one is bullying the ghost?" The sound of a snorting sounded, and on the other side of the ghost ghost tribe, Hula lapping out of the nine quasi-perfect emperors.

When they roared, the heavenly people who wanted to laugh laughed, and said strangely, loudly, and they were so singled out! What a bash! Say good practice?

"The more the better, the better." The Holy Lord laughed, instantaneous youth looks, the combat power soared to the highest peak, one person singled out the ten, did not fall in the wind, the ghostly quasi-perfect emperor frequently bleed blood, joked, and once survived the cruel people of the emperor, Really thought it was fun?

"Nine swords, come to war." The battle of the saint is about to begin, hissing again.

This sound, from the armadillo family, has nine figures, coming out in a row, lined up, each wearing an armor, each powerful, and looks fierce, coupled with a vicious expression, even more shy, scarlet blood eyes There is flame spray, which is called anger.

"Visual inspection, here is to seek revenge." Xuanwu Emperor booed.

"Named Jiujian, could it be Jiujian scattered?"

"You don't need to count, it's him." Many people looked up, and one person was out of the city wall. It was Jiujian Sanren, who walked on the Tao Yun, straightened up and looked indifferent.

"I will cut you." The Jiudun Emperor of the Armadillo tribe drank and attacked, all with swords in their hands, and also the way of swords. Nine people and nine swords cut out nine rivers, and opened the world. Every fairy river has the power of silence, which can cut the sky and destroy the earth.

Nine swords are silent, the other is nine swords, and he is also nine swords. They are imaginary nine-handed immortal swords. They are all imperial soldiers. They are engraved with ancient immortal patterns and arranged by themselves. The nine swords buzz. Hundreds of thousands of swords sing, all over the sky are sword shadows, destroyed.

boom! boom!

Nine flooded fairy rivers, the collapse of Dayton, the armadillo nine quasi-empires frequently bleed blood, trapped in the battle of the Xianxian Sword, and rushed, but it was difficult to get out. All the Emperor's Taoist Immortals were all decorated, and nine swords were nine by one. The sword pressed and beat, far from being the enemy of Jiujian.

"Xianxian Sword Formation, if it is heavenly." Jiuhuang murmured, it is difficult to hide in his eyes, determined that if trapped in the array, it is difficult to escape, and there is the possibility of being destroyed.

"Is this kind of sword array almost annihilating my ancestors?" Many people murmured on the side of the Nanchu city wall, which was inherited by the Emperor Jiuhuang and looked pale.

"He's terrible, not a sword array, but Kendo." The sword **** whispered softly.

"There is a certain chance of winning against him." Both Donghuang Taixin and Yaochi Fairy Mother whispered.

"Five and a half." The sword **** and sword fairy spoke in unison.

After that, all four lifted their feet and stepped out of the city wall. Only because of the Honghuang people, there were people out there. They were also four men, two men and two women. They belong to the Wa and Wa peoples. The battle, the four-on-four lineup, fought against nothingness.

After them, Emperor Ji went into battle and confronted the old emperor of the Blood Dai tribe.

The blood sacrifice, the thief is powerful, the vision floods the demon soil, and it is overwhelming.

The Emperor Ji is not a cover. The brilliance, the real queen of the world, and the six confidantes who have crossed the emperor's calamity. These people have imperial power in the road and can bless the combat power. The emperor is not an opponent. One to one. Independent warfare is not enough.

During the talk, the nine quasi-perfect emperors of the Celestial Clan came to the sky, the golden gods were dazzling, all of them had quasi-permanent soldiers on their heads, and they were connected.

Honghuang emerged, and the heavens never fell, and the nine emperors joined forces and stepped out of the wall.

boom! boom! boom!

The nine-to-nine lineup, the battle against the chaos, the rule suddenly turned into a vain, showing that nothingness is like the rain, although the Emperor Jiuquan is strong, but he is also battered against the nine emperors.

"It's embarrassing." Liu Ruyan coughed, and there was a shame in his smile.

Indeed, she is very embarrassed. There are eleven emperors in Dachu, the nine emperors are all peak emperors, Megatron Universal, and Ye Chen is the peak of the Great Holy One, covering all kinds of deserts. She has slaughtered more than one emperor, but she is the only one. The eleventh emperor is dim.

In fact, she is not weak, she belongs to the emperor.

However, Jiu Emperor and Ye Chen were too dazzling, completely covering her style.

"Magic Yuan, Cang Lan, get out and die." When Liu Ruyan was embarrassed, the sound of laughter filled the sky, carrying supreme magic, flustered the minds of the world, and could not be stabilized.

When the words did not end, they saw two figures, set foot on the virtual sky, one left and one right.

On the left, an old man in a silver robe shouted, peaking at the emperor level, and belongs to the Tengu family.

On the right, a young man in a blood-robed starry sky, the peak of Zhundi, belongs to the ant tribe.

Both of them were great desolate gods. They had grudges with demons and demons, and they lasted forever.

In the past, Mu Liuqing's natural talents were different, and the fire of chaos was rebelled, causing a flood of famines, a big dogfight, a big siege, and the bones of the fighting turned into a river and a river.

In that battle, Mu Liu was killed in battle, demons and monsters died.

The only living person is Honglian, who became an emperor against the heavens, sacrificed the fire of the red lotus industry, and burned the eight desolate gods, causing too many violent genocide, and the fierce name of the female emperor was left to future generations. It is the only one in the history of the heavens, who created the killing emperor.

The **** ants and the Tengu tribe are the fish that leaked the net. They also participated in the siege, but escaped the fire of the red lotus industry, dormant forever, and brought disaster to the world.

boom! boom!

In the spotlight, the enchanting evil **** and the devouring heavenly demon killed the city walls, and the raging anger blinded his two minds, but they were all demonized. Although they were no longer the peak combat power of the year, they also made the world look like a demon. Like a queen, she is so powerful.

The two-on-two lineup is a battle of great deities of great importance, destroying the world.

It can be seen that the **** ants Zhundi and Tengu Zhundi are far from the opponents of the demons and Moyuan. To be precise, they both looked down on Moyuan and they did not crush them like the peak.

Hey!

Jiang Taixu couldn't help sighing as he looked at the mad demons and demons.

He was also a man in the flood season, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Devourer Demon, and in that fierce melee that year, he was also present, not a participant, but a spectator. He had witnessed the tragedy with his own eyes, and had witnessed the Red Emperor becoming emperor. Fire, burning eight desolate gods.

Therefore, he knows the mood of Moyuan and the demons best.

"Mo was nostalgic and waited for me." Xiaoyaozi smiled, and the first stepped out of the city wall. Tianchenzi, Xuanzhenzi, Wujizi, Yunxiaozi, and Chiyangzi were not in any order.

Jiang Taixu closed his eyes and stepped out, and none of Donghua's seven sons were absent. The opponents were the seven quasi-perfect emperors of the Bifang tribe. The tops of them all belonged to the Xeon class and were not weak.

"Seven sons of Donghua, really a joke."

The next moment, he moved his head, and Jiang Taixu cut his sword.

The blood was thin and scarlet, and the battle was even bloodier.

Donghua's seven sons have been smashing the emperor for nine days and ten places. They have also combined forces to slaughter the emperor. The overall combat power is extremely strong. Seven to seven, from the beginning, they have beaten the Bifang tribe, and their blood splashed into the sky.

"Everyone has their own personal enemies, and they all come to express their grudges." Wu Sanpao coughed dryly.

"Regardless of his vengeance or personal grievances, it would be good if he could delay time." Woundless Taoist frowned his beard and said, looking at the south for a glance, expecting Ye Chen to grasp the time.

"Honghuang Qilin moved." Taiyi Zhenren said.

This remark attracted worldwide attention, and all looked to one side.

Upon entering, Jiu Chen stepped out of the city wall.

The eyes of the world are bright, and everyone knows that Honghuang Kirin is powerful. In today's era, no one can compare with the blood, and he has not really seen him. He can witness it today.

Look at the challenge of Jiu Chen again, not one person, but three people, belonging to the Mangzu tribe.

Speaking of Honghuang Kirin and Honghuang Mang Dai people, they also have grudges.

The era of floods before all ages, the imperialization of the floods of the Kirin tribe, the decline of the floods of the Kirin tribe, the blood of the Mangqi tribe and the blood of the unicorns, and the siege of the other floods, and I do n’t know how many unicorns died. At that time, Jiuchen was only one The baby was sealed in the source stone, and the entire army of the Honghuang Qilin clan war was annihilated. Only he survived, and this is the only Honghuang Qilin left in this world. Such fate is quite similar to Wutian Sword Master.

As time goes by, as an emperor's monarch, how can he forget the blood debt of the past.

Jiu Chen, who has always been amused, is quite silent today.

But his silence, however, made people suffocated by depression, and saw that the heavens and the earth were frozen, and even Qiankun and Yin and Yang were frozen, which was a monstrous murder.

"Kirin's guilt, died." The three reckless smirks laughed and came from the three parties, each of which has its own body, like a dragon but a dragon, like a dragon, and its size is two circles larger than that of a dragon. Scarlet wants to spit blood, the world sees, the heart trembles.

Roar!

But when I heard a scream of a scream, Jiuchen also transformed the body. In fact, the Qilin of the Honghuang tribe is so tall, and each Qilin armor on its body shines with bright immortals, accompanied by visions. The repair is actually the destruction. The strength of the blood and the blood makes the entire Honghuang tribe unable to bear the frown, which is the suppression of the blood and no one in the Three Realms can compare.

boom!

The sky collapsed and was blown up by the wild waste unicorn, unable to carry his heavy unicorn **** body, every roar, like the thunder of eternity, shook the eternal fairy sky.

boom! boom! boom!

The battle started, a unicorn with unicorns, three desolate monks with a single battle, the sky falling, nirvana, the earth collapsing, the immortality of the desolate floods, and the imperial Taoism, only the most primitive body attack, the **** rain, Lingtian Fall, the world will be stained with blood.

One-on-three, Jiuchen had the upper hand, fighting with reckless pressure.

Grunt!

The heavens and souls were frightened and swallowed. They knew that Honghuang Qilin was strong, but they were not so terrible. If an ordinary quasi emperor came forward, he might be crushed into fly ash if he did not wait for his body. The blood was too strong and the pressure was too strong. Horror, non-peak peak emperor can not resist.

"Compared to him, you're just playing around." Yak glanced at Nandi.

The Southern Emperor didn't reply, just stared at him, his mind was stunned.

The same is the vein of unicorn. Compared with Honghuang unicorn, this little unicorn is just playing around? In terms of combat power, he is not even qualified to look up to Jiu Chen.

boom! boom! boom!

The battle outside the city walls is too vast. At first glance, I do n’t know how many war circles, there are maps of doomsday light, which outline the vision of destruction, and every breath of war that flows overflows with the power of silence The pinnacle of emperor, who dares to step forward.

"Is the battle of the gods?" The monks muttered, staring dumbly.

Yes, it is the battle of the gods. One side belongs to the Great Flood God, and the other side belongs to the heavens and gods. The same level battle is the battle between the Tao and the Tao, and the battle between God and God.