"We are your opponent!"

Xiaolin looked at the nine gods of Yan Luo in front of him with a playful look, with a relaxed look on his face, although his cultivation level was only upgraded to the sixth level of the Holy King Realm through the gift of heaven and earth.

But with his powerful bloodline of the ancient Heaven-Devouring Dragon, even if he faces the eighth level of the Holy King Realm, or even the ninth level masters, he is fearless.

Zhao Wudi, who was standing beside him, took a little helpless: "Although Xiaolin's words made me feel embarrassed, I have to admit that he was right!"

"You really don't have the right to let Xiao Yi take action!"

"Let's do it!"

"Leader, just watch from the side!"

Everyone said.

Xiao Yi wrapped his hands around his chest, walked a few steps back, sat cross-legged, and made a gesture of invitation: "Fight quickly, we are still waiting to go back and hold a celebration banquet!"

"no problem!"

Zhao Wudi laughed loudly and looked back at Xiaolin and others, "Everyone, it's rare for an opponent, let me be alone..."                                              

Xiaolin was already the first to rush out, and the joking voice was still echoing in the air: "Do you know that there is a rare opportunity?

How could we give it to you?

Take it with your ability!”

"Hahaha, patriarch, don't blame me!"

"It is better to start first, then there is no opponent..." Fang Tianchi also rushed out with a compass above his head.

Even Jinwushuo and Kunpeng followed closely behind.

Seeing that they were already aggressive and found their opponents, Zhao Wudi's eyes turned green: "You are so shameless... Leave two for me!"

Boom! The power of the peak of the Holy King Realm has exploded without any restraint.

The other side.

The nine great Hells were completely confused when they faced Xiaolin and others who were as if they had seen a lamb, their eyes were red, and they rushed over with great momentum.

who I am?

Where am I?

Is this really the Qingtian Realm?

Looking back then... They did whatever they wanted in the Qingtian Realm. Not to mention those who resisted, there were no ones who dared to look at them! The result... It has only been ten thousand years! For these strong men, although ten thousand years are not enough to be a blink of an eye, they are just a few more times, which is really not long.

But what is the result?

When they return to the Qingtian Realm again.

Everything has changed! The prey that once was now turned into a terrifying hunter.

Faced with the crazy rush of Zhao Wudi, Xiaolin and others, the nine great Yan Luo quickly lost.

Eight people were even killed, leaving only one bearded and surviving.

But this is not how difficult his cultivation is.

But Xiaolin was reluctant to kill him.

Bang! Xiaolin swept his tail and swept him away.

Zhao Wudi followed closely behind, punched him hard, and then hit him back again.

Fang Tianchi, Kunpeng and Jin Wushuo also took the opportunity to punch a few times.

The sound of banging is endless.

Yamaro, who was beaten by everyone like a ball, had a completely broken mentality. When Zhao Wudi stepped on his head and pressed it to the ground to rub it, he finally spoke in despair: "Why?

But in ten thousand years, why are there so many powerful people like you in the Qingtian Realm..." He really couldn't imagine...                                                                                                                 

Even in the Heaven of Eternal Life, it is difficult to give birth to so many masters! What's more, the incomplete nature of the Heavenly Dao is the Blue Heaven?

Zhao Wudi stepped on his head, pointed to Xiao Yi not far away, and said, "Did you see him?"

It is because of him who constantly creates miracles and revives the heavenly way of the Qingtian Realm, which makes us now..."                                                                                                               �

The bearded Yan Luo stared at Xiao Yi, "Who is you?

It is absolutely impossible for a strong man like you to be born in the Qingtian Realm. Which world are you from the arrival of?

This Qingtian Realm is my prey in the world of immortality. If you dare to seize food from the tiger's mouth, aren't you afraid of the anger of my immortality?"

Bang! Xiaolin swept his tail and slapped him hard: "My boss is a real person in the Qingtian Realm."

"This is impossible..." Yan Luo dared not believe it, "The Qingtian Realm will never be able to give birth to a strong man like you, it is impossible, it is impossible..." He kept repeating this sentence.

Xiao Yi signaled Xiaolin, who wanted to continue beating, and landed lightly in front of Yan Luo, saying, "Tell me, where is the main hall of the Great Palace in the Great Life Palace?"

Now that the Qingtian Realm has recovered, all hidden dangers of the earth veins have been eliminated.

In addition to the coordinates known to other more powerful worlds, the other is the main hall of the Palace of Eternal Life.

Don’t look at them as they face the Temple of Death, they already have the strength to crush one side.

But this is because of the existence of Xiao Yi and Zhao Wudi.

If it weren't for them, the ten great Yamas in the Temple of Death alone, the ten holy kings of the Qingtian Realm would be enough to cause the Qingtian Realm to suffer heavy damage again.

The strength of the main hall of the Eternal Palace is even higher than that of the Temple of Death.

Xiao Yi must never allow such hidden dangers to survive.

To completely solve the potential threat of the Palace of Eternal Life, we must not wait for the rabbit, but take the initiative to attack.

He wanted to find the location of the main hall of the Eternal Palace and take action personally to eradicate the threat! Yan Luo naturally thought of this and suddenly looked up and looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief: "Do you want to have the idea of ​​the main hall?

Who gives you the courage?

Do you know that the strength of the main hall is even more than a hundred times that of my Death Temple..."                                                                                                                   

Xiaolin said disdainfully.

"You..." Yan Luo glared fiercely, but when he saw Xiaolin's evil smile, he swallowed the harsh words that had hit him and gritted his teeth, "Zhao Wuji is indeed powerful, but if the battle was not because the Lord of the Palace of Eternal Life was in a dead end, my Palace of Eternal Life would not have lost at all!"

"Um?"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

That battle back then has always been a secret.

The surviving strong people don’t know much. The strong people who truly know the core secret of the battle have either fallen or have no trace.

Just like Zhao Wuji... His tomb appeared twice in the Ancient Heavenly Tomb, which was an extremely strange place.

Is he really dead?

No one knows! Even Xiao Yi, who is in charge of the Tomb of the Eternal Heaven, is also unsure. He doesn't know if he will meet the third or even the fourth tomb of Zhao Wuji in the Tomb of the Eternal Heaven.

Or... He wasn't dead at all?

Now that I finally met someone who knew the secret of the battle back then, how could Xiao Yi let it go: "You said that when the battle broke out, the Lord of the Palace of the Palace of the Eternal Life was shut down?"

All this is really a coincidence.

The Lord of the Palace of Eternal Life is closed to death.

Zhao Wuji set off a battle of destruction.

And from beginning to end...                                                            �

Xiao Yi vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched a trace of the truth and the huge secret hidden in the battle back then.

Faced with Xiao Yi's questioning, Yan Luo opened his mouth, but in the end he did not continue to hide it: "That's right, when that battle broke out..." But just as he was about to tell the secret of that battle.
Chapter completed!