The Fantastic Super Vision

"You should keep this thing for yourself. The destruction of the Liu Family was their own death, not our credit." Wang Feng said, rejecting Wang Xuansong.

"But whether it's directly or indirectly, our Wang family owes you kindness. I don't know if I will have the opportunity to repay this kindness in the future, so I will present this to you now."

"Since you know the danger of this battle, you must also understand what it means if you lose this prehistoric furnace. Do I feel like the kind of person who covets magic weapons?" Wang Feng said, and then said: "If you are still I am a friend, and I assume that this has never happened."

"But this kind of grace is not guaranteed. Even if I die, I won't be stunned. I know that it is not enough to repay the kindness, but now I can come up with the most valuable thing, that is, this thing. You must accept this predecessor. "Wang Xuansong's expression was very firm, which made Wang Feng feel very headache.

With his current skills, the average monk poses no threat to him at all, and he does not need to use this thing to save his life, but Wang Xuansong is different. He definitely needs this thing when he fights, so what about Wang Feng? Can be loved by others.

"If you insist on doing this, I can promise you, but as your friend, I will lend you this prehistoric furnace now. I don't think you will refuse this one?" Wang Feng said, making Wang Xuansong and Wang Yuan look at each other. .

Saying no to him, and then lending it to yourself, isn’t it the same as not having it?

"Young Master, I think Wang Feng makes sense, you should keep it first." Wang Yuan said at this time.

As the only surviving descendant of the Wang family, keeping the prehistoric furnace can naturally save his life to the greatest extent. Wang Yuan does not want to see the young master fall in this battle.

"Then... well, but after this battle, this thing will belong to you." After thinking about it, Wang Xuansong finally agreed, because he really couldn't find a reason for rejection.

"A word is settled." A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face when he heard this. As for the things he gave back to himself after he said something, Wang Feng pushed it past when he couldn't remember it.

Six major forces, two were destroyed, two came, and two have no news. This is the power on the Zhongsantian side. As for the outside, although there are ordinary monks coming, they cannot play a role in controlling the battlefield. .

The place gradually calmed down, and all the people present were waiting for the Demon Territory army to cross the realm, and then it would be the moment when the war really broke out.

"I used to kill people and was called a demon. Now that the enemy is now, I will kill myself, and then I will see who would dare to call me a demon." Little Demon King Jiuyou said, a fierce color flashed across his face .

After a period of cultivation, his realm had reached the late stage of the Profound Moon Realm, and he was even faster than Wang Xuansong.

At this speed, he will be promoted to the Xuan Ming realm sooner or later.

But it was normal to think about it. He had the entire ghost empire behind him, and Wang Xuansong had nothing behind him. Six months was enough to happen.

It is normal to be superstrength.

"The Hanyue Gate is here to help out." At this moment, a voice rang in the sky, and then more than one hundred thousand monks descended here, and they were led by a young man with strength in the reincarnation realm.

When he looked at this person, Wang Feng showed a look of surprise, because he had seen this person and had conversations.

When he was hunted down by the world, this person had seen Wang Feng in a restaurant and wanted to join forces with Wang Feng to deal with the palace family.

It was only that Wang Feng rejected him at the time. Since then, Wang Feng has never seen this person again, but now he actually appears as a sect master.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Here, it can be seen that Wang Feng had a clumsy eye at the beginning, and he had never noticed the fear of this person.

There are six large forces in the middle three days, and except for six, there are some second-rate forces, just like this cold moon gate.

Because there is no supreme in charge, they can only be second-rate sects and cannot be promoted to martial sects.

But even so, the Hanyues are not comparable to ordinary forces, because the young man's cultivation has reached the peak of the reincarnation realm, and it is estimated that it has almost reached the holy realm.

"Qingyu Divine Sect came to help out." At this moment, another voice came, and leaders of the second-rate sect brought their disciples to this place.

"Yu Jianzong came to help out." Almost when the Qingyu Divine Sect had just stepped out of the void, another sect came here.

All the people who came were walking on flying swords collectively, and they looked quite spectacular. This was a sect that used swords as a whole, and their suzerain was also the strength of the reincarnation realm.

With their three sects, more second-rate sects began to come here, as if they had been agreed in advance.

In less than a minute, a large group of people appeared in the sky. Although there was no supreme, it was amazing enough.

"Amitabha." At this moment, the sound of chanting the Buddha's name sounded, and more than 200,000 monks appeared in the void. They slowly stepped into the air, as if there was a momentum, and fell with their steps. The hearts of the monks present seemed to tremble with them.

"It is rumored that the selfless monk of the Golden Buddha Sect is about to be promoted to the Holy Realm, and now I don't know what is going on." Looking at the people of this Golden Buddha Sect, many monks were surprised.

This is a sect with a high possibility of being promoted to a transcendent force, and the selfless gods and monks who lead many monks are surprisingly powerful.

Behind him, there seemed to be a tall Buddha figure appearing. This figure gave the people present a great sense of oppression. This person is more terrifying than the peak of the reincarnation realm. I am afraid that half of his foot has already stepped into the holy realm.

Looking at this person's moment, Wang Feng was moved. During these three days, he was indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. He had never heard of this Golden Buddha Sect before.

"It seems that the monks in the middle three days have already raised their vigilant consciousness." Seeing these people, Yi Long said calmly.

The territory of the middle three days is too vast, no one can count how many of the martial arts, who are here now,

It's just a few.

Moreover, in addition to sects, more of them are in fact casual cultivators, who are the real main force in the middle three days.

It's just that now these main forces are less than one in ten thousand people, and these people who are present alone want to block the attack of the entire world of Demon Realm, and there is no chance of winning.

In just half a day, more than two hundred second-rate sects arrived, and they all brought their own sect masters, almost no less than 100,000.

Of course, Wang Feng could also see that almost all they brought were elites, and the low-level monks had never been among them.

This kind of war requires strength. Although low-rank cultivators also have a role, their role is too small. Under such a melee, I am afraid that a little stronger realm pressure is enough to crush them to death.

So instead of letting them die here, it is better to become the seedlings of the future and support the next three days.

A depressed atmosphere permeated every inch of the void. Although the monks here had reached endlessness, no one spoke, because they were all waiting for the moment when the war came.

The foggy space still exists, and the figures of Emperor Xuanyu and the others are all covered in it, and they don't know if they are discussing something shocking.

After a full day, the monks here

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) A lot of them have been added at once, and the atmosphere of tension is getting stronger and stronger.

Everyone seemed to have pressed a big rock in their hearts, even the Gui Jianshou and others hiding in Wang Feng's dantian could feel this depression.

They encountered this kind of cross-border battle when they first came to the heavens, and they didn't know what to say.

I thought it was a blessing to come to the heavens, but now it seems that the heavens are many times more dangerous than the earth.

"Come out." The next day, before the sky was clear, Wang Feng and the others opened their eyes suddenly, because the space that had been closed for a day had been lifted, and the voices of Emperor Xuanyu and the others appeared above the sky.

Without the strength of the Holy Realm, Wang Feng and the others are not qualified to stand with them at this moment. The nine people are like nine suns, and the terrible majesty has made the countless monks present respect.

This is their involuntary, no matter what these holy realm supreme have done, at least now they are the protector of the middle three days.

"That Jie Zun hasn't come yet." At this moment, Chang Yun Liudao's eyes flashed slightly, and he whispered.

"Don't think about this person anymore. Even if he doesn't come, we will not be able to fight this battle." The Great Emperor Xuanyu said, and then swept his gaze down.

Wherever his gaze passed, the monks lowered their heads almost involuntarily, because they couldn't stand his terrible gaze.

"This battle will be led by my sacred mountain of nature. No matter what you think about my sacred mountain of nature, I just want to tell you that everyone in the sacred mountain of nature will never take a step back in this battle." Emperor Xuanyu said, and then his eyes fell. To Yi Long and them.

This is not so much for everyone to hear, as it is for Wang Feng and the others, because they are all members of the natural mountain.

"The cross-border battle between the Zheng and the devil has a history of countless years. This time, we will never suffer from future troubles." The voice of Emperor Xuanyu was very calm. The calm seemed to be like a spring flowing from the bottom of everyone's heart. The nervousness of the crowd gradually let go.

"If you don't want to be lost for three days, stand up for me." Emperor Xuanyu's voice suddenly became extremely roaring. The roar was like a thunder, causing Wang Feng and their bodies to stand up suddenly.

And as they stood up, suddenly there was a roar from the huge crack in the space, like a thunder rolling in from the sky, the demon territory army has not yet come out, but the terrible aura has already diffused from it. Out.

The previous tentative battle, the Great Emperor Xuanyu, had already killed a demon emperor in the Demon Realm, and now this second wave is coming, I am afraid it is the real main force.

"For the three days of middle school~www.wuxiaspot.com~ for your family, and for yourselves, take the weapons in your hands, go to fight, and fight for a future with your blood." The Great Emperor Xuanyu said, and then looked at this huge Cracks in the space.

"Citizens of the Devil, listen to my orders and kill any middle three-day cultivator you see." At this moment, a roaring sound came from the space crack, and then a huge figure came out of it.

This is a huge demon ape, its skin is dry and cracked, just like the dry earth, but judging from the aura emanating from this demon ape, it has reached the level of reincarnation.

Seeing this huge demon ape, the monks present felt a tremor in their hearts, it was a shock from the soul.

As this thing stepped out, dozens of magic apes of the same size came out one after another, and behind these magic apes is the dense army of the demon. The army of the demon is too vast to be seen. To the end.

The real first wave of attacks in Demon Realm has begun!

(End of this chapter)

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