When a person is inexplicably arrogant, he is ignorant and fearless, and his brain is not very good.
But if a master who has just broken through the ancient emperor's first level crosses the border and defeats three ancient emperors in the middle level and ten others in the same level, then no matter what he says, it seems to have become a matter of course. .
After all, if it were me, I might be crazier than him, I am a layman!
At this moment, with Baima Town as the center, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, more and more warriors gathered in silence, and countless people were filled with excitement and emotions.
This Xin Zhuo is really ridiculously strong. His ability to suppress everything, his invincible bravery, and his aura of creating magic with just one thought are breathtaking.
The Thirteen Ancient Emperors such as Jin Nao are so powerful. It would not be a problem for them to pick any one at random and torture all the warriors under the Ancient Emperor Realm. But now they are so miserable.
This scene even feels... unreal, as if the thirteen people were playing a clumsy game with Na Xin Zhuo, but is this possible?
The Thirteen Ancient Emperors have been chasing Xin Zhuo for thirty years under the spotlight. Even Xin Zhuo’s sect Taiyi Ancient Sect knew the reason and did not dare to stop him. Xin Zhuo was destined to die. There is no reason to play around with him...
...
"Uh..."
In the distance, Chunyangzi was stroking his beard and preparing for the attack.
The power of the stars that faintly appeared on Ling Yanzi and the Supremes on the side dissipated invisible. When they looked at each other, they all saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes.
"Senior brother, this matter..." Ling Yanzi asked Chunyangzi hesitantly.
Xin Zhuo's combat power far exceeded their expectations.
Chun Yangzi's face showed a trace of red light visible to the naked eye, and he laughed loudly: "Good boy, you showed your face and ruined the name of my Taiyi Ancient Sect. This time I won again, Wuyun I have a successor!”
...
“The original owner, Qinghuang, has not appeared for a long time after his death.”
“Not only that, this son has indeed received the three thousand years of cultivation opportunity in the illusion of heaven and earth. , enter the world with immortal magic and secret skills, and make up for the five hundred years of wasted time in one day. Due to the shortcomings of the mortal body, he has continuously broken through the realm!"
"All the techniques have reached the realm of spiritual arts! The Nine Secrets of Qinghuang have reached the ultimate level of spiritual arts, and the three weird clone techniques have touched the realm of wild arts! Fur.”
“So scary!”
"His strength and that of Gu Huanghai should be several times that of the little monk Jin Nao, and his spells surpass the Taoist skills of those people. It's not surprising that he wins! Especially at the beginning, he was not very good at using it, but It can also crush people from the same realm."
"How does it compare to the Tianbang disciples of the major ancient sects?"
"It's hard to say. After all, the world is big and there are many masters. He has opportunities, and the boys also have many opportunities!"
On the clouds, old guys such as Patriarch Yun Zhongyang, Gu Yazi and Venerable Shu Xing were making noises. Apart from Xin Zhuo's thorough analysis, although everyone's tone was casual, a hint of jealousy and sourness could not be suppressed on his face.
The ascetic monk with a bitter look on his face couldn't help but muttered: "Taiyi has bad luck!"
...
“This kid is indeed tough.”
“No wonder he gained such a great reputation when the tribes of the Donghua Ming Territory went to war, and even now, some young people still feel frightened when they think of this man. "
"But that's all."
The scary old aliens Sun Xingzhe and Tongtian Yuan Sheng sneered and glanced down deeply. In the pit.
...
“What a scary guy!”
“Those foreign ancient emperors have been so arrogant in recent years, they were beaten so hard now!”
“This is How many times has Xin Zhuo done something so outrageous and crazy since he came to the Central Territory?"
In the dense group of warriors in the distance, there were Xuliti, Bai Yuanqing, Blue Bird Sword Master, Yun Batian, etc. A group of people murmured to themselves, their faces full of unbelievable horror.
...
"The golden cymbal monk can't withstand Xin Zhuo's attack!"
"It's really ridiculous!"
Xie Xiaofei, Lian Pojun and several new ancient emperors sit cross-legged in the sea of clouds , with a wry smile on his lips. Even if they are ascetic warriors who have been steadily improving step by step and are geniuses from various sects, they are still slightly inferior to that golden cymbal that I don’t know where they came from.
Xin Zhuo, a small figure in Xiniu Sanctuary back then, first went on a "killing spree" in the illusion world of heaven and earth, and now easily defeated Jin Nao. The contrast in everyone's hearts started to appear in the illusion world of heaven and earth, and now it has reached its peak.
..."Second Senior Brother, how strong is Fourth Senior Brother? Tell me quickly."
Lu Youhui and Qingluan arrived at some unknown time and stood on a undulating lake. Watching silently, Qingluan flexed his little hands and asked nervously.
“Well, so-so!”
The eyelids on Lu Youhui’s old face twitched slightly, and the depths of his eyes were full of complexity. The little guy he brought in back then was as weak as a bird. , can fly with one finger, he is still in the first stage of the Ancient Emperor, and he...
Qingluan blinked: "How about comparing with you? You are also in the first stage of the Ancient Emperor."
"Uh!"
Lu Youhui paused in stroking his beard, and then became extremely serious. Said: "I admit that the fourth junior brother has two tricks, and his small tricks are impressive. In terms of strength, to be honest, senior brother I am definitely better than him, but I want to defeat him." He also has to go through a lot of twists and turns, especially..."
A girl-like woman not far away looked at him in surprise, opened her mouth, and finally said nothing. Taiyi Ancient Sect Lu Yougui, A hundred years ago, he challenged the Golden Hammer Monk and was beaten seven thousand miles by the Buddha's fist. Finally, he was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Unable to withstand the bumps, he was pulled back with an ox cart by disciples of the Taiyi Ancient Sect.
The more Lu Youhui talked, the redder his face became, and he swung his sleeves heavily: "What are you talking about? It's time for the fourth junior brother to finish..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression changed: "What a thief!"
"This..."
There were exclamations from all directions.
......
In the thirteen deep pits below the White Horse Town, a faint starlight and evil spirit suddenly appeared, followed by a terrifying and terrifying The scalp-numbing pressure suddenly suppressed the entire world.
"Choke——"
A eardrum-piercing sword cry resounded eighty thousand miles away, the sky was blown away by the sea of clouds, and the snowflakes all over the sky were swept away.
Three bloody figures appeared in a flash, working together to control a purple sword.
The sword was three feet and three inches long, with a six-edged blade and pink tassels fluttering in the wind. It seems small, but it exudes an aura that is old, heavy, strange, and like a wild beast. It seems that the power of the three emperors has become weak in front of it.
The sky then descended with the ultimate sword roar and sword intention, just like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix and thousands of birds returning to their nests.
It’s as if this sword is the master of weapons in the world!
The supreme ancestor’s natal weapon!
Contains a ray of essence, blood and consciousness of the supreme ancestor, which can kill all ancient emperors.
Especially when the three ancient emperors Jue Wuxin, Sun Zhiyuan and Jin Naoseng work together to activate it, it is even more powerful.
There was anger and unwillingness on their faces. Originally, they had no need for the supreme natal soldiers, but it has come to this. They have never encountered such setbacks in one or two thousand years of practice. They cannot explain it without mentioning that they can go back, let alone face it. I told myself that if I don't kill Xin Zhuo today, I will be unable to move forward in this life.
"Xin Zhuo, you descendant of evil, you have nothing to offer now. This sword is indestructible. It depends on how you block it. You will die!"
Sun Zhiyuan had a strong murderous intent on his face and roared at the top of his lungs. The yellow hair is all curled up.
"Whoops——"
The supreme destiny soldier evolved the infinite swordsmanship of heaven and earth, and went straight to Xin Zhuo with a deadly killing attitude that looked down upon everything, first beheading his body, and then destroying his soul.
No one in heaven or on earth can save him!
"Bold!"
The ancestor of Chunyangzi in the distance was the first to not hold back. He shrunk to an inch and broke the distance of fifty thousand miles in one step. He flicked the Buddha's dust, the moonlight fell from the sky, and the forbidden silk thread surged from the ground, making a gesture. Stop that supreme natal soldier.
"Old Chunyang, why are you angry when children are playing among themselves?"
The bloody light in the sky drifts for tens of thousands of miles, and the sea of blood is filled with roaring bones and evil ghosts. Two The lion's head, which is hundreds of miles in size, can destroy Chunyangzi one by one.
But he saw the demon clan Tongtian Yuansheng laughing loudly and blocking Chunyangzi's way.
Chunyangzi's face lost all expression in an instant, but there were faint waves of Yin-Yang fish behind her.
Tongtian Yuan Sheng subconsciously took a few steps back and said quickly: "Old Chunyang, don't be upset, don't be upset. When children fight, we must win or lose. Even if Xin Zhuo kills me with his backhand, "Boy, I don't even let go of my fart!"
Chun Yangzi's face remained expressionless, and he just slightly raised his fingers.
Ling Yanzi and several other Taiyi Supremes crossed the sea of blood and headed straight for Xinzhuo. Unexpectedly, they were blocked by Sun Xingzhe and a dozen other foreigners on the way. (End of this chapter)