In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a XNUMX/XNUMX relationship with anyone

"It seems that you are sure of victory this time." Han Tiansong looked at Zhang Wenyao and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Of course." Zhang Wenyao nodded. The next moment, the aura of the ninth-grade Immortal Emperor burst out from his body.

His father, Immortal Emperor Haotian, was also a ninth-grade and second-level Immortal Emperor. His ranking was even ahead of the Star-catching Immortal Emperor Yue Qingdai of Daotian Immortal Palace. Naturally, he would not be afraid of offending Daotian Immortal Palace.

Even though Zhang Wenyao knew in his heart, what was behind Daotian Immortal Palace was not that simple.

But his Haotian Immortal Court is by no means a good person, and there is also an ancestor of the ninth grade and third realm sitting behind him.

"Haha, do you really think that this Holy Son will be afraid of you?!" Han Tiansong sneered.

Everyone is a top genius under a top power, who can be any worse than the other?

When Han Tiansong finished speaking, the aura of the ninth-grade Immortal Emperor realm suddenly erupted from his body.

When Han Qingge saw this, he was naturally not to be outdone. With his black hair flying, the aura of the Ninth Grade Immortal Emperor burst out from his body.

Although the saint sons and emperor sons of these two factions are not as powerful as the emperor sons of the seven ancient tribes, that is because the saint sons and emperor sons of these two factions were born later than the emperor sons of the seven ancient tribes. .

If they were born at the same time, there really wouldn't be much difference.

"Sister, let me teach you the methods of the emperor of Haotian Immortal Courtyard. You can just watch from the side." Han Tiansong said to Han Qingge at this time.

Han Qingge nodded.

Then Han Tiansong looked at Zhang Wenyao and said coldly: "If I lose to you, I will give the Zhentian Drum to you. If you lose to me, get out of here!"

"Okay." Zhang Wenyao smiled.

The two also knew that this method would be the best way to allow them to fight on behalf of their respective forces.

After all, if the Immortal Lords and Immortal Emperors from both sides get involved, then the two major forces are very likely to start a war. It will not be easy for others to say, but it will definitely be a loss of life.

"But after all, you got the Thunderous Drum first. Let's do this. If you lose, your sister will continue to fight with me. If I lose to your sister, then I will still get out." At this time, Zhang Wenyao said to Han Tian Song laughed.

"Emperor, you..." Upon seeing this, the Thunder God General next to Zhang Wenyao looked at Zhang Wenyao in disbelief.

However, Zhang Wenyao just waved his hand, indicating that the Thunder God General should not speak.

In fact, Zhang Wenyao felt that this was a scene that made him look very arrogant. As Han Tiansong was one of the top talents, he must have his own pride, and it was absolutely impossible for him to agree to his statement.

After all, if Han Tiansong agreed, he would probably lose face.

In the void above.

An old man with a kind face and dressed in white looked at the tall and strong man in red robe next to him with calluses on his hands and said with a smile: "You, the emperor of Haotian Immortal Court, are young, but you are very kind to yourself." Be confident.”

The man in red robe did not speak when he heard this, but frowned slightly.

The kind-faced old man in white is one of the three deputy hall masters of the Elder Hall of Daotian Immortal Palace. His name is Feng Aoyang, a seventh-level Immortal Emperor. He is also responsible for secretly protecting Han Tiansong and other Daotian Immortal Palace monks this time. people.

The man in red robe next to the old man in white is Haotian Immortal Court, one of the five high-level Immortal Emperors under Haotian Immortal Emperor, Shooting Sun Immortal Emperor.

at the same time.

below.

When Han Tiansong heard this, he glanced at Zhang Wenyao in surprise. He didn't expect that this guy was actually a real person.

"Okay." Han Tiansong nodded politely.

Wouldn't that be a fool if you don't take advantage of it?

What's more, it was originally the opportunity obtained by Daotian Immortal Palace.

When Zhang Wenyao saw this, he blinked in confusion. Are you a fake saint?

Shouldn't you think that I look down on you and angrily reject my request?

How can you agree to this? !

The corner of Zhang Wenyao's mouth twitched, and he felt a little pain in his balls at the moment. Did he lift a rock and hit himself in the foot?

"Emperor Zhang, as the emperor of Haotian Immortal Court, you can't keep your word, right?" At this moment, Han Tiansong looked at Zhang Wenyao with a smile, then took out a recording stone and said:

"From the moment I saw you, I activated a recording stone to record the scene. Did I record everything you just said? If you regret it, if this video is spread, you will be the one to lose it. The face of Haotian Xianting.

Don’t even think about destroying this recording stone. The seventh-grade Immortal Emperor of Dao Tianxian Palace is not a vegetarian. "

Zhang Wenyao: "..."

This Ta Ma is a six-child brother!

Compared with Zhang Wenyao.

Han Tiansong was much more relaxed.

After all, as long as he consumes Zhang Wenyao's mana, his sister can easily win.

"Of course I won't regret it!" Zhang Wenyao took a deep breath and said in a serious voice.

Today he was unlucky to meet a guy who didn't act according to common sense.

However, Zhang Wenyao was also an emperor's son after all, and he quickly adjusted.

To be honest, Zhang Wenyao is still very confident in his own strength. Even if the other brother and sister are fighting each other, he may not be afraid.

"Let's take action." Zhang Wenyao looked at Han Tiansong with narrowed eyes and said.

"Okay." Han Tiansong was not polite and stomped the ground with his big foot. Suddenly, the ferocious Immortal Emperor's aura stirred up the sand and dust on the ground and struck towards Zhang Wenyao like a storm.

Immediately afterwards, Han Tiansong followed the storm and rushed towards Zhang Wenyao.

When Zhang Wenyao saw this, his expression was not at all panicked. The precious light on his exquisite silver armor circulated. The next moment, a silver coiled dragon spear appeared in his hand.

As the gun head rotated in Zhang Wenyao's hand, it easily pierced the incoming wind and dust. Then, Zhang Wenyao raised the gun and swept it towards Han Tiansong. The gun body drew countless afterimages in the air, and the gun head was faintly visible. It emits a shocking dragon roar, and its momentum is extremely compelling.

When Han Tiansong saw this, he reacted quickly. After dodging, he came to the front of Zhang Wenyao.

I saw a scroll suddenly appear in Han Tiansong's hand. With a shake of his hand, the scroll unfolded like flowing water.

I saw that the scrolls depict various phenomena of heaven and earth, such as fire burning all things, flooding all living beings, thunder striking demons, thousands of swords piercing the heart, etc.

"Record of Visions of Heaven and Earth!" Zhang Wenyao looked solemn upon seeing this.

"Good taste." Han Tiansong grinned, and the next moment, countless fire clouds poured out from the scroll in his hand, sweeping towards Zhang Wenyao like an overwhelming force.

After that, countless thunderbolts in the scroll followed closely behind and bombarded Zhang Wenyao.

Clouds of fire filled the sky and thunder roared.

The dark surroundings will shine like daylight.

The firelight reflected on Zhang Wenyao's silver armor, and Zhang Wenyao could be seen clenching a spear in his hand.

"Let me see if the gun in your hand is a silver gun with a wax head!" Han Tiansong said with a smile. He had used this move and this treasure to kill several evil ninth-level Immortal Emperor monks in an instant, with a remarkable record.