The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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When Yun Xiao saw the strange black-robed old man, the three human geniuses who watched the battle from a distance naturally saw the figure, and their expressions changed drastically.

Because they didn't know when the figure appeared, as if it appeared instantaneously, and as if the sky had been standing there since ancient times, people involuntarily gave birth to endless pressure.

Moreover, as soon as this person appeared, he stood beside Motuo, and he knew at a glance that he would not be the strong man on the human side, but the power of the foreign spirit strong who dared to appear at this time, the answer is ready to come out.

"One...First Grade God Emperor?!"

Han Luoying's voice trembled a little. The excitement that Yun Xiao used to show her power to turn the tide was gone in an instant. She only felt that everything disappeared in this instant.

These are all human geniuses in the half-god realm. They all sensed an invisible pressure from the black-clothed old man.

And this kind of pressure was felt by them countless times in the power of the emperor in the sect.

Therefore, the three major human geniuses all have reason to believe that the black-clothed old man who appeared strangely is at least the superpower of the supernatural spirit who has reached the first-rank **** emperor, that is the real first-rank **** emperor.

From the Ninth-Rank Immortal Venerable to the Divine Sovereign powerhouse, this sky-grass gap has always been regarded as the most difficult shackle of the Liyuan Realm.

But this solid door, I don't know how many amazing geniuses are blocked from the door. Didn't you see the three human geniuses over there, are they all in the realm of demigods?

From this one can also imagine how shocking the world is for young people like Shen Xingmou Nangong Dao to break through to the real First-Rank Divine Emperor at a young age.

That is to say, the gap between the **** emperor strong and the immortal cultivator cannot be calculated by ordinary measurement methods. This is basically two completely different realms.

When Yun Xiao met Huang Bi, the Sect Master of Tieshan Sect of the First-Rank God Emperor, even if he tried his best, he had no power to resist. Finally, Shen Xingmou had to show up to rescue him.

Yun Xiao’s performance just now was indeed extremely stunning, but when the three major human geniuses saw that his opponent had become a first-grade **** emperor, the three hearts had already sunk to the bottom in an instant.

"Why so!"

The black-robed old man who seemed to have been standing in the sky since ancient times did not pay attention to the feelings of the three human geniuses in the distance. He sighed softly, and then stretched out his hand behind Medog. Patted on the back.

Just now, Medog was completely absorbed in the self-destructive determination, and he couldn't feel his side at all. There was already an extra helper. It was only at this moment that he finally shook his whole body and slowly recovered. Come.

The violent black qi in his body converged, and Medog's mind gradually recovered. When he turned his gaze behind him, there was undoubtedly a ray of extreme consternation flashed in his eyes.

"Mo Jiang?"

The doubtful words that Motuo blurted out showed that he knew this old man in black.

It's just that he couldn't figure out why this first-grade **** emperor of the Ten Thousand Devil Forest suddenly appeared in this Shifang City.

For a long time, Medog believed that he was a war spirit who came alone. In order to achieve the purpose of life and death experience, Wan Mo Lin did not send any guardians, because that would make him unable to feel the sense of heaven between life and death. .

Once you know that you have a strong person behind you, you will act unscrupulously and will not die anyway. What about life and death feelings?

As for the black robe old man Mo Jiang, he is not too strange to Medog.

Both were surnamed Mo, and both came from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, but their cultivation bases were very different. One **** emperor, one semi-god realm, completely incomparable.

It's just that Medog is still very young in the foreign spirit race, but Mojiang is already an ancient existence, and the potential of the two is not the same. Naturally, Medog is more valued by Wan Molin.

In a sense, the cultivation base of the Emperor Mo Jiang may already be its limit, and it is difficult to make progress in his life.

But as for Medog, once the shackles were broken, he could soar into the sky. This was hailed as a foreign spirit genius like Shen Xingmu Nangong Dao, even though he was much older than those few.

"it's me!"

The black-robed old man Mo Jiang nodded slightly, and then explained: "I have been following you all the time. No wonder you for this matter. Even the old man has somewhat underestimated the combat effectiveness of this human kid!"

"Mo Jiang, are you my protector?"

The black light flickered in Medog's eyes, there was a touch of humiliation, a hint of luck to escape, and a kind of extreme excitement.

Because today's situation has already changed because of the existence of Mojiang.

"Forget it, Lord Demon Sovereign said, as long as you don't worry about your life, I don't have to act!"

Mo Jiang nodded again, answering the vague question of shame and anger in Motuo's eyes. Perhaps it is the only way to make Motuo feel the way of life and death.

To be honest, Medog just now was really complaining that Mo Jiang did not make an early move. Otherwise, why he was so embarrassed, and he would not lose as much as 90% of his black power. It is very likely that it has affected the foundation of cultivation.

However, after hearing the words "Master of the Devil", the unhappiness in Motuo's heart disappeared in an instant, and even a trace of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes.

Because the so-called Lord Demon Emperor is the co-lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest. His strength is said to have reached the sky. Even the head of the three top sects of mankind may not be able to take advantage of him.

Medog is the existence of Zhongxing Pengyue in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, even if he is facing some powerful people in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, he may not be so polite.

But for that Lord Demon Sovereign, even if he was separated by hundreds of millions of miles, he did not dare to be disrespectful.

Moreover, Medog was not really stupid. He clearly knew that what Mo Jiang said was true, and only this kind of experience between life and death would be more effective.

Medog, who was escaping from the dead, only felt that the bottleneck of breaking through to the **** level was a little faintly loose. He believed that as long as he could recover the lost energy of the evil spirits, breaking through to the **** level would no longer be a luxury.

This is the benefit of the battle between life and death. At that moment, Medog really saw the coming of the **** of death. This kind of great ups and downs, and great ups and downs, is the best training.

"Mo Jiang? First Grade God Emperor?"

Just as the two great foreign spirits were talking here, an inappropriate voice suddenly came in, attracting the minds of these two people to that place in an instant.

What caught their eyes was a human youth who was also dressed in black.

"Haha, stars, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Turning his gaze to Motuo on Yun Xiao's body again, he suddenly became energetic in the next moment. Except for some lack of qi, where was the decadent ghost who wanted to explode in despair just now?

As a half-god, Motuo knew exactly how strong the Mo Jiang of the First-Rank Divine Emperor was. Although this one might not have much potential for cultivation, it was after all a chasm that the immortal cultivator could not overcome.

Don’t look at Yunxiao’s invincible power just now, the supernatural spirit powerhouse who beat two demi-gods couldn’t raise his head, but now, once the situation has reversed, Medog doesn’t believe it. This guy can still be the opponent of the first-rank **** emperor ?

Speaking of Medog, he was the most pleasantly surprised and unexpected guy, but now that he asks this way, all the foreign spirits in Shifang City are a combination of surprises, and they all want to answer surprises and surprises for the human youth.

Compared to the three major geniuses on the human side, this surprise and accident came too suddenly, and their faces were gloomy as dripping water, even if it was Mu Yin's heart, it sank to the bottom.

Under the aura of the first-grade **** emperor, even if they want to escape, it has become a luxury. From themselves to others, they can imagine, how much pressure is there on the black-clothed youth above the sky?

"No surprise, there is a little surprise!"

Just when all the foreign spirits gloated over misfortune and thought that the black-clothed human kid was even frightened and panicked, unexpectedly Yun Xiao nodded and answered Medog's question that ridicule was greater than inquiries.

"For a trash like your Medog, how can you be assured of leaving you alone in the War Spirit Plains by those guys in Wan Mo Lin, can you not send a nanny?"

Yun Xiao didn't wait for Medog with a sneer on his face to ridicule again, and when he said such a thing to himself, the expressions of the two powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Devil Forest became gloomy in an instant.

Because Yun Xiao's few words not only scolded Motuo, but even Mo Jiang, who was the first-ranked emperor, also scolded him as a "nanny". This was also the eloquence that Mo Jiang first saw this human kid.

"Mo Jiang, this kid has sharp teeth and sharp mouths. You don't need to talk nonsense with him, just catch him directly, and then slowly concoct it!"

It seems that Medog is the eloquence that Yunxiao has learned countless times. He knows that even the Mo Jiang of the first-grade **** emperor can't be his opponent at all, so don't take it for himself.

"Don't worry, even if he wants to die, it's just a luxury!"

Mo Jiang was also mad at Yun Xiao's words. After the cold words, a seemingly random but majestic aura swept from him instantly.

Sensing the strength of this breath, even the three great human geniuses who were far away felt a bit suffocated. To be honest, this might be the first time they felt a truly hostile breath of the first-grade God Emperor.

These are all the proud sons of their respective sects. Even if the divine emperor powerhouses in the sect are pointed, they cannot really hurt them, let alone show obvious hostility.

As for the divine emperor in the outside world, after they revealed their identity, who would dare to be presumptuous, especially when there were outsiders present, no one would dare to offend the behemoths of the three major human forces.

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