Deity of the Emperor

There was a bang.

At this moment, Chen Yimo's body collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing his veil red.

"roll!"

It's just that it was the emperor's great perfection after all, and Chen Yimo's reaction was also extremely fast, with a sword slashed towards the iron fist.

The sonorous sound is endless.

This sword didn't break the iron fist, but fell deeply into the iron fist.

But at this moment, that iron fist took advantage of the situation and firmly fixed the ancient sword.

"Iron King Iron Heavy Mountain!"

Chen Yimo shouted at this time: "You also come here to blend in, do you want to die?"

"Hehe..." The void swayed slightly, hundreds of feet away, on a mountain top, a bald man, sitting on a warehouse stone, looked towards this place.

The bald man, with empty hands, smiled and squinted: "I'm a little late. I don't want to be angry when I come to Tiangang Holy Master!"

Iron King Iron Heavy Mountain! The peak powerhouse who appeared in the Nine Yuan Domain.

At this moment, his fists seemed to have been chopped off, leaving his body, appearing in front of Chen Yimo, firmly holding the ancient sword in Chen Yimo's hand.

When the Lord of Tiangang saw this person appear, he exhaled in his heart.

If he doesn't come again, he will be cut by Chen Yimo like Mo Wenfeng.

Chen Yimo looked indifferent at this time.

Whatever should appear will appear.

However, at this point, it will not be the end.

"roll!"

Chen Yimo drank, and the sky fire dragon under his feet burst out instantly, a chain of fire rushing straight into the pair of iron fists.

At this time, the Iron King didn't carelessly. When he clenched the ancient sword with his hands for an instant, he spread out thousands of iron fists and hit Chen Yimo directly.

At this moment, Chen Yimo had to fall down with the ancient cauldron of Tianyan to withstand the iron fists.

The trio of Tiangang Holy Lord, Pei Mantian, and Wan Qianxin seized the opportunity at this moment to get away and leave Chen Yimo.

Iron King Iron Heavy Mountain! This is a strong man who is so powerful that many warriors in Shangyuan days do not know its depth.

As early as tens of thousands of years ago, the older generations such as the Iron King were said to have transcended the extreme realm.

Some people even say that these people have all reached the realm of transmutation.

At this time, the Iron King appeared, and the explosive power of his fists was extremely powerful, almost distorting the space, making Chen Yimo had to go all out to deal with it.

Thousands of iron fists bombarded the ancient tripod, causing Chen Yimo's body to tremble constantly.

"It's worthy of being a disciple of Emperor Jiuyuan Pill, the pill technique is good, and the strength is not bad."

The Iron King chuckled and said, "Then try my heart-devastating punch!"

While the Iron King smiled, he suddenly withdrew his fists, returned to his arms, and stood apart from Chen Yimo.

At the time, his fists were clenched, and iron patterns appeared on the surface of his fists, layer after layer, covering the entire fist.

I saw its light and fluttering punch out, and the shadow of the fist was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, spreading continuously.

The terrifying roar erupted at this moment.

Thousands of fist shadows, overwhelming.

Chen Yimo stood with his sword, the dragon rushed out to face the sea of ​​fists, and Gu Ding stood on his head, spinning quickly to stabilize his figure.

All of a sudden, the world was filled with the clanging clang of the iron fist bombarding Gu Ding.

"interesting."

The Iron King saw this scene and was amazed.

Chen Yimo is extraordinary.

But... The Iron King smiled, his iron fist became more surging, with infinite strength.

Under the two people's stalemate, horrible fluctuations swept the world.

But at this moment.

Around Chen Yimo's body, silently, four figures made of black iron appeared.

The four bodies, holding swords and spears, approached Chen Yimo in an instant.

Puff puff puff... the long sword, long sword, spear and spear penetrated Chen Yimo's body instantly, and crossed into Chen Yimo's body.

The blood ticked out.

A body appeared not far from the Iron King and smiled slightly: "No matter how powerful it is, it is only the Emperor's Great Perfection."

It was an extremely thin figure, shriveled, and it made people feel hairy after a few glances.

"Elder Heaven Corpse!"

At this moment, many people recognize such a legendary character.

During the Battle of the Jiuyuan Domain, many people heard that the Iron King, the Elder Celestial Corpse, and the Little Fairy of Flowers appeared, but they had never seen them.

Today, it can be seen.

"Four ghost puppet kings, the proud corpse puppet of the sky corpse old man!"

"The four emperors have reached perfection and were refined into puppets."

At this time, many of the older generation of emperor peaks, and the consummation realm martial artist saw the four figures, their expressions were full of shock.

At this moment, the four ghost puppet kings penetrated Chen Yimo's body and fixed it in the air, unable to move.

Blood flowed down Chen Yimo's body.

His veil was also shattered by the energy at this time, his mouth was full of white teeth, and blood made up for it. The monster face looked extremely bleak.

"Ma De!"

Chen Yimo opened his mouth, blood gurgled out, and cursed: "They will attack..." "Yimo!"

On the other side, Su Wanyue almost broke her heart when she saw this scene, and wanted to get away, but Zhou Minggong, Yuan Zhengxiang, and Zhan Yi would give her a chance.

"Junior Brother Chen!"

"Brother Chen!"

In the Ten Thousand Underworld Formation, the expressions of Li Xuandao, Ye Nanxuan, and Li Xianyu changed even more.

It was Chen Yimo who had the upper hand, and they paid close attention to Qin Chen's breaking the Hundred Dao Lingzhu, but suddenly, the style of painting changed.

Iron King! Old corpse! These two old immortal things again.

And at this moment, Qin Chen stood above the valley, blessed by the spirit pillar, against the 90,000 zhang spirit pillar under the compass of the sky.

His eyes turned to look at Chen Yimo, dressed in white, moving with the wind, but his eyes gradually deepened.

"Tie Zhongshan, Heavenly Corpse!"

Qin Chen stood on the spiritual pillar, his voice was loud and calm.

"You two, really want to die?"

Outside the big formation, the Iron King and the old man of the sky corpse looked at each other and both laughed.

"It’s hard to become a fairy, and it’s hard to become a fairy. It has been so many years since the two of us have gone from the emperor’s great perfection to the real self. There is still a long way to go from the mortal to the immortal. Nine Yuan Pill Emperor, why don’t you To fulfill us?"

The Iron King was generous at this time.

"Perfect you?"

Qin Chen's gaze passed dozens of miles, and he said directly: "Yes!"

At this moment, Qin Chen also stopped talking to the two.

At this time, everything is false.

"Moer!"

Qin Chen shouted from the air.

"Master, I am here."

Chen Yimo grinned and responded with a smile.

"Did you die?"

"You don't let me die, I dare not die."

"Ok!"

Qin Chen nodded, and then said, "How about insisting on one more tea time?"

At this moment, Chen Yimo reluctantly nodded, haha ​​smiled and said, "No problem."

Qin Chen raised his head to look at the sky, the huge reincarnation compass, spinning endlessly, ninety-nine nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang Lingzhu, shed the heavenly power.

"Insist on a cup of tea time, let them be a teacher, not to survive, not to die!"