blueteamnovel Seven Hundred And Twentieth Ix One Stick
Seven Hundred And Twentieth Ix One Stick
"How dare you, a mere land of barbarians, Zhuyi, dares to despise my three dynasties and kill them!"
The prince of the Yan Dynasty looked indifferent, and he waved his hand and ordered, and the servants and servants around him immediately shot, and the spirit of the fairy burst out, and they made a strong move to suppress Liuren.
But facing the Dinghaishenzhen that covered the sky and the sun, they didn't have the slightest strength to fight back. The moment they touched it, their eyes suddenly changed. The powerful force of this giant golden stick completely crushed them, blood spurted from their mouths, and their bodies flew upside down When he came out, he was directly sent back into the deep space channel.
There was no sound in the field, no matter it was a few princes or a group of ancestors, they were slightly stunned.
"This... is a bit wrong?"
"The second master is only half a step into the realm of human immortality, why can he sweep away the people in the upper realm?"
"That's right, a monk from the upper realm is full of spirit energy in his body. Even if he is just a servant, his strength should be far above that of the fairy land. How could he be given a second by the second leader?"
"Hiss, could it be that they are not as strong as us?"
"No wonder Li Xiaobai dared to lead people to snatch the fairy spirit directly. They must know something. If the people from the upper world crushed us, they would never rush forward so rashly. In this way, the fairy spirit may be us There is also a chance to get it!"
The ancestors communicated with each other in secret, and they immediately analyzed a lot of things when the two sides came into contact with each other, tacitly.
The monks in the Zhongyuan Realm are full of fairy spirits, and they are cultivating immortal essence, which is a higher cultivation system, so they can't perceive the cultivation level of the other party at all, but judging from the performance of several servants, they understand a little.
That is, not everyone is a master of the immortal realm even if they are monks from the upper realm.
However, what is the fact remains to be observed.
"Anu!"
The eyes of the heir of the Yan Dynasty were full of anger, and he killed his servants in front of him. This kind of thing had never been encountered even in the upper world. As the heir of the Yan Dynasty, anyone who saw him could only kneel down. For the sake of saluting, when did you suffer such treatment?
"Senior Yan, stay safe and don't be impatient, wait for the younger brother to capture this guy alive, and let the prince deal with it!"
A few disciples from the upper realm who were of average background said that they were all disciples of sects vassalized by several great dynasties, so naturally this opportunity to show favor cannot be missed.
"Chop off their heads, and this son will reward you with a copy of the Mysterious Tactics!"
Yan Shizi said.
"Thank you for your success!"
There was a gleam of joy in the eyes of several disciples, and there was no ink mark at the moment, and they all attacked the monkey holding the golden giant stick below.
"die!"
Liu Ren was full of murderous intent, she didn't intend to test it out, it was a killer move as soon as she got started, she knew that the so-called superiors of the upper world in front of her were just appetizers, and the real powerful enemy was hiding in the dark and preparing to snatch the spirit of the fairy A few immortals.
The golden monkey-headed long stick swept across, flew up and down, and danced into a golden dragon. It easily defeated the defense of several disciples, and then smashed the heads of several disciples one by one with a stick, and their headless bodies fell to the ground , lifeless.
The whole process was done together, and it was extremely rough.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone in the field changed completely. A strange look flashed in the eyes of the princes of the three dynasties. These disciples who followed them were definitely not weak. But he couldn't make a move in the hands of that monkey head. What's the background of this guy?
"Why do I feel that this monkey looks familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere?"
The glamorous female cultivator of the Sword Dynasty was a little pale, and the scene of several living people being headshot in front of her eyes made her feel a little nauseous.
"Could it be the descendant of that one?"
The eldest son of the Li Dynasty narrowed his eyes slightly. If it was as expected, then he couldn't touch her at will.
"The people below are the descendants of the six-eared sage?" Yan Shizi asked.
"Do you know our ancestors?"
Liuren froze and asked in doubt.
"That's right, the six-eared sage is also a strong person in my Zhongyuan world. Since you are his descendant, you should stand with us. Just pretend that what happened just now has never happened in this world. Come here, in the future, this world I will take you to the Zhongyuan Realm to find your ancestors."
Prince Yan said condescendingly, without any doubt.
"I see."
Liu Ren nodded, and walked towards the group of people with a huge golden stick on his shoulder.
"Hehe, that's right, you are fundamentally different from these pigs, we are the same kind of people."
Yan Shizi nodded in satisfaction, and was about to look away, but suddenly felt a strong life-and-death crisis, instinctively shrunk his neck, and a golden phantom passed by the tip of his hair, hitting the glamorous beauty of the Sword Dynasty accurately chest.
"puff!"
Before the cold woman could draw her sword, a large piece of her chest was sunken suddenly, blood gushed from her mouth, and fell to the ground, her body was cracked every inch of her body and burst open.
"Xun'er!"
"you wanna die!"
The faces of the two sons suddenly changed, endless anger flashed in their eyes, and the spirit of the gods burst out of their bodies.
The body of the Prince of the Li Dynasty is as hard as iron, and the muscles are as high as horned dragons. He rushed to Liuren and smashed his fists. He took the road of body training. Behind him, a pair of gorgeous fiery red wings appeared behind the Prince of the Yan Dynasty. , exuding a scorching breath, rolled up a surging wave of fire and swept towards the golden ape below.
"Get out!"
Liu Ren strode forward, and quickly swung two long sticks in his hand.
The first stick smashed all the bones in Li Dynasty's son.
The second stick broke through the shackles of the flame cage, and cracked inch by inch the flame wings behind the prince of the Yan Dynasty, turning them into pieces and flying away with the wind.
The two fell to the ground limply like two pieces of torn rags, unable to afford serious injuries.
The monks were in an uproar.
"Isn't it, is it so weak?"
"The second master was beaten up one by one with a stick. It feels like there is no force at all!"
"By the way, isn't this a genius from the upper realm? Shouldn't he crush us? Why did he get crushed instead?"
"It is estimated that the strength of the first batch of disciples who came down was not strong, so they were easily suppressed by the second master. From this point of view, their power may not be much different from mine."
"However, he is a disciple of the upper realm after all, and he is also the son of a great power. His status and status are not comparable to ours. Even if his cultivation level is not high, it is not easy to offend him!"
The minds of the ancestors are all active, people are beaten by the second master, and it has nothing to do with them. If something happens, the second master is naturally responsible. As for now, without the monks from the upper realm, they can easily seize the spirit of the fairy.
"This is impossible!"
"How can a pig in a mere barbarian land have such strength!"
"As a descendant of a semi-saint, you actually took action against the people of the dynasty. You are in a big trouble!"
"You pigs, quickly stop this monkey and give me the fairy spirit!"
It's a pity that no one responded to Yan Shizi's hysterical roar. The eyes of the ancestors are very strange now. After knowing the true strength of these monks from the upper realm, they selectively ignored each other.