Peerless God Emperor

The first thousand seven hundred and sixty-nine chapter Zuoxiang's death!

The sky is blue and the sun hangs high.

The mountains are like dragons, with ups and downs, revealing a sense of boundlessness.

"call out!"

The awakened figure shuttled in the sky, surrounded by a faint light, like a wandering dragon, chasing stars by month, free and easy.

There is no teleportation formation in the Capital of Hundred Flowers directly to Fengwu Fudi, and it takes about ten days to wake up, which is not too long.

Walking alone in the God Realm is actually quite a dangerous thing.

There are demon beasts in the deep mountains, and it is possible to encounter gangsters who can't open their eyes. However, with his current strength, he can be regarded as a master of one party, and he has not encountered any problems along the way.

He didn't mean to blame Miao Keer for what happened in God's Capital.

After all, the two lived and died together, trusting each other. He knew that Miao Kerr was unwilling to make so many disturbances.

"This day's soul silk is pretty good, and it won't be too late to wait until Kerr returns to Fengwufu land, and then give it to her." Su Xing Soul Nian poked out the storage bag, perceiving the sky soul silk, and couldn't help but smile.

Although he had cultivated the ninth rank of the heavenly soul, he was still not a soul cultivator, and he had no intention of becoming a soul cultivator, so the heavenly soul silk was of little use to him.

Of course, if it is sold for money, it will be a considerable income, but when I wake up, I feel that it is more meaningful to give Miao Kerr this kind of thing, and it will give the latter a powerful hole card.

"Does Fatty Li and Ding Xi already know the news that I'm still alive?" Su Xing thought of his friends, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

After a while, the pupils of his eyes showed cold light again.

He thought of Yunmeng.

Although the experience in the Valley of Flowing Light made him a blessing in disguise, and he realized the Little Zhoutian Taoism, but obviously, this does not mean that he needs to be grateful to Yunmeng.

This kind of revenge of life and death assassination, naturally it is impossible to just laugh it off.

However, the people in the dark hall of the Yunmeng had perfect plans and arrangements, and the clothes were seamless. In the current situation, not only there was no evidence to prove the Yunmeng, but even the dark guards who were awakened were completely unclear.

"That kind of knife..."

Awakening recalled the last hidden guard that appeared, the opponent's sword technique was very peculiar. It didn't hurt the flesh, and it was very rare to cut the source of the gods. It was his only clue at present.

After a little half a day.

A figure appeared out of thin air among the mountains where I was passing by.

No. 12 wears pitch black armor and stands on the top of the mountain.

The wind howled, it was hard to shake him.

He is like an ancient **** standing between heaven and earth, vast and unpredictable.

The mountains in front of him were undulating, and the black silhouettes, like ghosts and spirits, were shuttled between the mountains. There were many, but they were hidden well, without causing any fluctuations along the way.

However, the location of No. 12 was like a blocking stone, just blocking the way of those black figures.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The shadows were scattered among the mountains, and one of them asked.

"Kill your people!"

No. 12's indifferent voice sounded.

At the next moment, his big hand reached forward, and the void pressed down.

Without seeing any divine power fluctuations, there was a terrifying and terrifying pressure that emerged out of thin air, covering many black figures, and then those black figures quickly melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They didn't even have time to scream, and they all disappeared.

Even more strangely, the mountains and forests under them, and even a tender grass, a fragile insect, have not suffered any damage.

These methods have exceeded the understanding of the gods.

Unbelievable, but also frightened.

On the other hand, No. 12 was indifferent, without the slightest disturbance. He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, and his indifferent voice sounded again, "You too!"

It's like death is pronounced death.

On the sky that day, seven or eight figures appeared one after another, and the next moment they swept toward the rear without looking back.

If you wake up here, you will find a familiar figure from the seven or eight figures, it is Wang Haitian, the leftist of the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers.

The Queen Baihua did not take the risk and sent someone to assassinate and wake up, but Wang Haitian came.

He knew he had offended the awakening, and he knew the potential of awakening horror. Once he grew up, it would be difficult for the Wang family to have a birthday, so he came to assassinate the awakening.

The plan is undoubtedly very thorough, and the force used is far from being able to wake up.

You must know that Wang Haitian is a powerful existence of the ninth level of the Heavenly God Realm, and the others around him are generally at the seventh and eighth level of the Heavenly God Realm.

It can be said that once they catch up with the awakening, even if the awakening has the power to reach the sky, they will definitely die.

Because of this, the 12th came.

He doesn't care about the battle between Xing Xing and Yun Meng, but it doesn't mean that Wang Haitian, who is a ninth-level Heavenly God Realm, will be indifferent when he comes to chase Xing Xing.

If that was the case, he wouldn't deserve to be a protector.

Wang Haitian was already terrified, and his cultivation broke out to the extreme, desperate for his life.

The shot on the 12th didn't reveal much power of cultivation, but the terrifying means gave Wang Haitian a feeling of being as small as an ant.

He asked himself, even the Queen of Flowers could not be as scary as No. 12.

Wang Haitian's regretful intestines are all blue.

Knowing this, he would never come to chase and wake up.

However, there is no regret medicine in the God Realm.

On the 12th, he put out a hand again, and made the same movement as before, slowly pressing it down into the void, and then the flying figures of Wang Haitian and others stopped.

That feeling, it was as if there was a terrifying invisible force that had set them in place.

"what……"

Screams sounded.

The people around Wang Haitian were all masters of the Heavenly God Realm, much more powerful than those black figures, but they could only make some screams, and then they followed in the footsteps of those black figures, one by one disappeared.

Wang Haitian's body was also melting away, and the terrifying power of heaven and earth bombarded him time and time again, even his ninth-level cultivation base of the Heavenly God Realm couldn't hold it.

"Tell me who you are?"

Wang Haitian roared again and again, but on the 12th there was no response.

How can Wang Haitian be qualified to know his identity?

Besides, a dead person should know so much what to do?

"boom!"

With a bang, Wang Haitian's body burst into a cloud of blood.

The silence between heaven and earth returned, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, even if someone came to investigate carefully, they couldn't find any clues.

No. 12 carries his hands on his back and walks away.

Thousands of miles to kill, hide deeply and fame.