Strongest Martial God

"Elderly old!?" Many Tiantian disciples reacted instantly and knew what happened.

"Ye Tiandi, as a disciple of the heavens, but killed the same door, according to the rules." The distance is still far away, and suddenly, the big hand has been covering the sky and generally explored the field. This palm is bigger than the mountain, covering the whole world, and one hit can break the sky.

Everyone is a huge change in appearance, pale, because this is a royal shot, this power is like Tianwei, how ordinary people can compete.

The leaves are wrinkled and are preparing to sacrifice the ancient demon body, but at this time, suddenly, from another direction in the Buddhism Pope, there is also a big hand to explore, faintly said: "Old age, this is just a disciple. It’s just a matter of age, and it’s getting old, it’s not too good, too?”

Among the two huge palms, there is a royal atmosphere. When they collide in midair, they hear a loud noise. The endless waves spread directly toward the square, making the space turbulent.

Everyone was chilling and a bit stunned. No one can think of it, it is just a struggle of the children, but at the moment it has caused two emperors. In particular, those who make up the disciples, originally thought that Ye Tiandi had no foundation in teaching, no more than the other three alternate sons, and there were emperors behind them. But at this moment, there is a royal person to come out for him, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

There are emperors supporting the waist, and they have such a long-term capital, such a character becomes a saint in teaching, who can file?

Before the Emperor Huangdong, Ye Zhong held his hand and stood calm, and his look was calm. He was not as surprised as other people, but calm and quiet. For him, the emperor has seen too much, and can't start to provoke too many waves. If the outsider knows that he has even killed the emperor, he will be able to understand his mentality at the moment.

"boom--"

In the depths of Tiantian, a huge figure finally appeared. He walked slowly, just like tearing the Emperor, and the round of the eyes was like a **** moon. It was terrible, just staring at the scene.

Every time he walked out, there was a rumored spread of the scorpion, and the mountain gate that shook the whole Tiantian swayed, the boulder rolled, and the waterfall cascaded. If it is not for the Tiantian teaching, there are a lot of guardians in the big battles. At this moment, most of the Tiantian teachings will be directly collapsed because of the wrath of this emperor.

All the disciples of Tiantian were chilling, and they could not help but think about the rear receding, and a fear rose inside. The foreign teachers and disciples are quickly retreating and do not want to provoke this matter. Because many people can see that this emperor is really angry. The emperor is angry and can definitely dye the 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers.

What's more, there is an absolute pressure on the emperor's body. The imperial power is unstoppable, and the next-order warrior who is not able to repair it meets one by one. Of course, there are always some enchanting exceptions, but not everyone can do this.

"Mo Mo!"

The anger was coming, the sound was shaking in the wild, and the whole sky was trembling, and the clouds of the four sides collapsed, like a thunderstorm on the ground.

"what--"

A lot of Tiantian disciples yelled, licking their ears and squatting backwards, and the look was horrified to the extreme.

The emperor is angry, who can stop it.

"Elderly and old, it doesn't matter to me!" There are screams of Butian disciples, and the seven scorpions are bleeding.

"Year of bamboo, you are a patchwork elder, but you are hurting the disciples. I should also follow the canon and destroy you." Another voice came out, with a bit of impatient taste, obviously not too Put the bamboo in the eyes.

"It’s Elder Mo Yan!" Many of the Tiantian disciples point out the identity of the latter, and at the same time feel that the back is cold and the whole body is hairy. Today is nothing but a trivial matter. It has actually caused two emperors to supplement the heavens. Who can imagine this?

"Mo Yu, what do you mean, you and I have always had a relationship, but I want to kill a junior, what are you doing?" The earth shakes, the bamboo shape has been on the ground, but he When you step down, it still makes the earth shake, as if the entire ground is going to vacate.

"Kill a junior? You can kill other people, I can't care, but what you want to kill at this moment is to walk through the emperor's road and become the Ye Tiandi who teaches the Son. Are you looking for death? As the elder of the sky, actually I want to make up the foundation of the sky!" Mo Zhen’s voice came out, with a hint of chill, tough and frightening.

"I teach the Son?" Years of bamboo sneer, "If I remember correctly, at least the teacher, the old man, hasn't set this up yet? As long as the teacher does not nod, who can be the Son? What's more, this person Killing one of the three alternate sons of the dear, it is supposed to be executed."

"Is it? But you don't forget, he has already repaired the heavens." Mo Zhen's voice came cold and came to a fact.

"How about repairing the sky? How can you and me not make up the heavens?"

"Shut up, you know it well. He is in the Tianguan Cave for three months, and he is comprehending the heavenly technique. It is different from you and me! This is the real capital of the young Emperor. If you dare to move him, I will dare. Destroy your whole family up and down! You roll or not!" Mo Zhen is impatient, sneer, and straightforward.

Many people are speechless, and at the same time, they are shocked by the eyes, because according to the elder Mo Zhen, Ye Tiandi has been retreating in Tiantian Cave for three months.

As a disciple of Tiantian, who does not know that Tiantian Cave is the most special among the ancient land of Tiantianjiao. It is said that there is a Tianshi technique in it, but no disciples can understand what is going on inside. Over time, there is no People are willing to go. However, this Ye Tiandi actually recovered from the middle of the three-month retreat. These qualifications are simply amazing. It is no wonder that there are elders who want to come forward to keep him.

The bamboo is about to fall to the front of the Emperor's Cave, but at the moment he is stuck in the air and his face is blue. Because Mo Zhen did not give him a face at all, and he was so strong that even in the presence of many disciples, he did not give him the slightest face.

It is very clear that the bamboo is cultivated in the year. If Mo Zhen’s cultivation is on his own, if he really turns his face, he is not an opponent.

His gaze finally fell to the scene, saw Ye Zhong, and saw the body of the year. At this moment, a smattering of his eyes was revealed in his eyes. Because with his cultivation, it is only at a glance that what happened at the last minute.

He stared at Ye Zhong, and his eyes were cold and killing. Obviously, he was unshakable.

"Mo Zhen, I respect you as a brother, you better not stop me, or you and I turn your face," Mo Yan said coldly. "Boy, you are so poisonous to the doorman, you can't leave, I will give you a chance now. Self-discipline, otherwise you must not ask for survival."

"Year bamboo, you are forcing me to shoot." Mo Zhen faintly opened, and then everyone saw that the golden light of the road suddenly emerged from the void, turned into a huge rune, toward the year The place where the bamboo is located has suppressed the past.

In the year of repairing the bamboo, the color changed slightly, and it was too late to react. Even if he was a high-ranking emperor, at this moment, he was also in a shock, flying in front of this rune, as if he had been swept by a big hammer. Out, hit a spirit peak, while spurting blood.

After a long time, he just climbed up and looked at the extreme.

The scene is silent, all the disciples are chilling in the heart, and it is so powerful that a royal person is easily smashed.

Many of the disciples of Mok’s elders know each other. They are a little old man who can’t see any prestige on weekdays, but no one can think of it. At this moment, once he is worried, he is so strong that he is so strong.

Ouyang Ruo and the night star rain are both ugly. If he had known that Ye Tiandi had this support behind him, then they would say nothing to provoke today's events.

A small thing today, inexplicably made such a situation, is simply speechless. It’s a pity that it’s too late to say anything at the moment. After all, if the literati die, they can’t resurrect.

The atmosphere in the field condensed, and everyone did not speak, waiting for things to develop.

Suddenly, a wave of horror came, and I saw the depths of the Tiantian teaching. Two huge figures appeared. They exuded the gods and instantly approached.

These are two old-fashioned old-fashioned people. They all look like 70-80 years old. They are very old, but they are not weak. Instead, they have a gesture of high-spiritedness, which makes people dare not talk in front of them.

"Grandpa." Ouyang Ruo first came forward and owed a gift.

"Master." The night star rain is also coming forward, and the look is dignified.

Many disciples have come to understand it in an instant. These two are also old geeks who have not been able to make up for many years in the Tianjiao. The strength is unfathomable, and it is the oldest group of elders in the teaching profession.

"Xiao Mo, but for the sake of the conflict between the disciples, you two kings hit the big fight, is this a disturbance?" The master of the night star rain faintly opened, he looked very calm, seems to be talking about what Things that are not related to you in general.

"Internal chaos? The two teams are also taking up too fast? I don't think I am in trouble, but I am protecting my foundation." Mo Zhen figure still did not appear, but his indifferent voice came out again, strong It’s terrible.

"Xiao Mo, your temper is getting bigger and bigger, how do you feel that this little guy has your youthful style, can't help but shoot?" Another, Ouyang elder smiled and opened his eyes. .

Shenhui flickering, before the Emperor Huangdong, there was another figure, and it was the elder who was vying to be Ye Zhongshi’s respect on the same day. At this moment, he was wearing a golden robe and his face was cold: "The junior confrontation is only a few people." There is nothing, it is not as good as death, and it is a dead end. But the imperial ones are trying to kill the younger ones, to kill me to teach the future, such people, how much I kill!"