Witnesses, like puppets with no will, stood in the world, staring at the ancient ruins of Emperor Wu, looking at the wind and clouds, their faces were filled with incredible beliefs. The peerless and powerful warriors disappeared?

"Emperor Dawu!"

Shan Xiong, who was 1.7 meters tall, looked slightly thin, standing in the ancient ruins of Emperor Wu like dust. The blood-colored sky looked down even smaller. However, the words he said rolled up the martial arts statues collided with the sound of the thunder.

This sudden power was approaching the great climb that never appeared in the world. This one alone was enough to be powerful in the Heaven-Forbidden Martial Realm, the Zixu Martial Realm, the wind and moon that never appeared in the world.

The Great Buddha Heaven, the origin of the sacred Dharma image of the Nine Kings, is not an exaggeration to call it the strongest martial arts of Zixu, a thousand-year-old Zixu, but it was easily wiped out, and Xiao Nan and the others were swept away. No matter how you think about it, you can only be the ultimate martial emperor who is a hundred times stronger than Single Majesty! However, when did the ancient Wu Emperor hide the living ultimate martial emperor?

Lei Guying's delicate pretty face was shaking like dark clouds piled up in her clear beautiful eyes. He opened his mouth lightly and said, "The ancient ruins of Emperor Wu, geniuses from all generations, have encountered some strange things when they come here to experience it."

When a genius warrior deciphers martial arts statues, they die and disappear, and they encounter realm flows and are swept away. Life and death are unknown. Now Xiao Nan's experience is similar, but it is even more strange, as if he hears the sighs of the ultimate creature.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Soul Sect, go."

Shan Xiong suddenly piled up his fists, burst out with a shocking fighting spirit, broke through the air, awakening all the witnesses, and saw Lei Guying following closely behind, targeting Nanjia Mountain and the Supreme Buddha Court.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Soul Sect, one emperor and nine kings, have to deal with the disciples of Doutianxing Sect and form great hatred for heaven. No matter how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, or how deep the hidden world is, it must be liquidated.

"Do Xiao Nan and the others die or live?"

People thought about the most confusing thing: "It seems that they are not dead yet. At least, Shan Xiong, as the great master of Doutian Star Sect, controls their souls and knows their life and death, and does not express their sorrow and anger."

Many people with flexible thinking thoughts even more: "Xiao Nan's experience cannot be said to be a disaster. There are countless opportunities in the martial arts world. After the accident, the warrior transforms into a giant after experiencing the great disaster."

"The Ten Thousand Buddha Soul Sect is in trouble. One emperor and nine kings may not be able to withstand the anger of Shan Xiong. After all, the strength shown is not as good as the Wu Emperor!"

Many dazzling fanaticism arose in people's eyes! Shan Xiong descended to the Holy City of Thunder God, took action with iron blood, and stunning force of violent force in the Zixu Martial Arts World. He also has an invincible ambition that is completely different from the old man's body. With his overlord, how could he let the Ten Thousand Buddha Soul Sect be dismissed?

"God, you have no eyes, I don't accept it. Roar, my Thunder God Holy Sect curses the Doutian Star Sect with the ten-generation Taoist sect, and will never be restored."

Yuwen Yuanbo's soul thoughts burst out with unwilling roars and resounded throughout the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples, the survivors kneeled in the ruins sadly, like silent statues, shed tears silently and stirred up dust.

As the ultimate Martial King, Yuwen Yuanbo, the master of Thunder God, is in charge of the Martial Emperor-level artifact. He uses the power of the sect to deal with the Doutian Star Sect, but he is defeated. His biggest wish is to witness Xiao Nan's death and end up in a dreamy bubble scene.

He could only expect the sky to open his eyes and Xiao Nan to destroy the sudden force! However, he couldn't see it.

The 100,000 Thunder God disciples were not interested in caring. Next, they had to worry about survival. What is the unknown number of fate! All of this was given by the Lord of Thunder God. The Great Holy Land of the Zixu Martial Realm, who was in charge of the Thunder Martial Arts, was the only one thought that the whole sect was wiped out and the thousand-year-old Taoist tyranny was destroyed.

Today, the fall of the Thunder God Holy Sect taught everyone a lesson. No matter how prosperous the martial arts or Taoism you have, it is insignificant in front of heaven and earth, and you must be cautious enough before the choice of fate.

The Doutian Star Sect is really too powerful. Even if you see that the Ten Thousand Buddha Soul Sect One Emperor and Nine Crowns are beyond the past and present, people will not be able to raise a greater awe than the Doutian Star Sect.

"roar!"

The sky spread the bloody vortex of the ancient ruins of Emperor Wu to the Thunder God Holy City, dyeing everyone standing red, but before they could wipe away the slightly wet blood rain on their faces, their hearts were tense by the surging sound waterfall rolling like thousands of horses.

The pairs of different martial eyes were slightly burning. In an instant, many sacred figures of the dragon horns born in the Daoye were extremely powerful, leading a large number of creatures from different demon races to the Thunder God Holy Sect.

"This is the most famous ancient ruin of the Martial Emperor in the Zixu Martial Arts World."

The violent aura burned the Thunder God Holy Sect, which had already been reduced to ruins, to ashes. Countless buildings burned in the sea of ​​catastrophes, and the terrifying demonic power from them ruthlessly tear open the spiritual formation of the ancient ruins of the Martial Emperor.

He stepped in directly, from the arrival to the entry, and didn't even stay, as if he regarded this piece of heaven and earth as mud, but the Thunder God disciples who stood in front of them, and all the broken buildings were melted into blood mud and swept to both sides.

"Who are these people?"

The tragic howling, accompanied by the stirring of dust, formed an extremely desolate picture. The blood-red background added to the scene of purgatory, sweeping countless pairs of shocking eyes and unable to calm down! People watched them step into the ancient tomb of Emperor Wu that had experienced shocking turmoil. After the front legs of Lord Dou Tian and Lord Thunder God Pavilion left, another shocking power came.

"Prince Long Jiuxiao disappeared here, and Long Zi was extremely frightened, as if he saw an ancient divine object, a tower, a woman, countless dragon bones, burying the ancient sacred martial bones."

There is a middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt with a tattooed face. He is in the realm of Wuzong. His martial eyes reflect the front, reflecting many battle scenes that have happened, which are more delicate and complicated than tracing the origin of the soul talent.

His face was twitching, as if he saw a terrifying scene, reporting to the leader, so that the people standing behind him were shocked: "Lord Zi Ling is the most powerful Wu Zong among them. He is proficient in divination and has rarely lost his composure, but he actually showed such a look in such a small place!"

"The Zixu Martial Realm seems to be simple, too. If it is really so unbearable, how could it be possible that there are geniuses here who will take away Prince Long Jiuxiao and the descendants of the Dragon Emperor!"

Their expressions were slightly abrupt, erasing a lot of contempt for the lowest world of the Heavenly Forbidden Martial Realm.

"This time we traveled to the Zixu Martial Realm, we took advantage of the will of the Dragon Ancient Martial Realm to find the Dragon Dao God Bell left by Lord Xianlong in this world to practice the Immortal Master's level martial arts. I never thought that my incompetent brother would follow him."

The person in the leader looked a bit similar to Long Jiuxiao, but he looked more heroic and extraordinary, with his every move and style, and his martial arts aura was stronger, and he was at the level of the King of Martial Arts.

At this moment, he frowned and said, and a peerless light shone in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the ancient ruins of Emperor Wu: "Now, life and death are unknown, and I don't know how to explain to my father."

"Father Emperor, younger brother, Long Jiuxiao's father, another descendant of Long Yongtu, a powerful man of the Martial King level, is stronger than Long Jiuxiao. With the aura of the demon clan, it is equivalent to the thirty-five years old of human beings!"

Survivors from the ancient ruins of Emperor Wu were moved by it.

"The strength of the Dragon Ancient Martial Arts World is really terrifying. It seems that it is not only a demon dragon empire, but the demon dragon empire represented by Long Jiuxiao is only one of them. How many descendants does his father, Emperor Long Yongtu have?"

Everyone trembled at it.

How many of these descendants are the King of Wu, Wuzong, and Tianfu, who knows, but the strength shown is definitely much stronger than that of the Zixu Realm. With the current combat power of the Great Saint Land in Zixu, there is no advantage! The Blood Demon King, Xue Changge, such a rebellious person, the vigorous and powerful demon heart is also twitching: "The arrival of Long Jiuxiao is not the only one. The person in the ancient martial arts world in front of him is truly terrifying!"

What day is today? One big thing happens one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, like the arrival of the ultimate prosperity of martial arts.

"Second Prince, you don't need to worry too much. I have already used the Dragon Ancient Martial Arts here. All the events that happened to Prince Long Jiuxiao were burned into the martial arts stone. At that time, I will report to His Majesty Dragon Emperor truthfully, and he has no reason to blame you."

The middle-aged man in blue took a deep breath, as if he had suppressed his fear of the flash-shot ancient tower shadow. He said to Longzi, and his followers all realized it. He nodded coldly, his eyes raised light like thousands of swords unsheathed, and swept across the Blood Demon King.

"You are the demon clan in this world. Although your bloodline is not high, you are considered to be the same as me. Just watching my brother kill him by Xiao Nan's disciple of Doutianxing Sect?

But my Dragon God’s bloodline is absolutely insignificant?”

"this!"

Xue Changge and other people from the Demon Saint Domineering Kingdom seemed to be shrouded in an extremely terrifying aura, and their expressions changed drastically. Even as the ultimate demon king, he felt a trembling sense of surrender when facing the descendants of the Dragon Emperor who seemed not much stronger than him.

"I, Long Feiyu, go to Doutianxing Sect to cut off the cause and effect, wait for justice to come, and then personally go to the Demon Saint Territory. You will wait for a while."

His cold eyes, accompanied by the astonishing momentum, retracted like a tide, and his steps were like a magical arrow.

The demon creatures in the ancient martial arts world of dragons came and went in awe, and they saw that the Zixu martial arts world was as devastated as paper, and they were unstoppable when they came and went.

"He is named Long Feiyu, Long Emperor, Long Yongtu's second descendant, second prince, and has such a powerful identity. In order to find the inheritance of the ancient Dragon Emperor, he is now seeking revenge on the Doutianxing Sect because of the death of his own brother!"

Leading by the Blood Demon King, everyone was shaking his heart by this sudden shock, trembling and uncontrollably swept across his body, and he felt that it was too crazy, "He Long Feiyu was so domineering that he ignored the Doutian Star Sect with the power of the emperor."

"Their Dragon Ancient Martial Arts Tribulation can probably only deduce the experience of what happened to Long Jiuxiao. With time limits, we cannot speculate on more powerful people. I don't know the achievements of Shan Xiong, the great master of Doutian Star Sect, who came to the ancient ruins of Emperor Wu!"

People suddenly woke up, as if they had guessed the truth, their eyes flashed with excitement: "He Long Feiyu, just wait to bear the anger of the Doutian Star Sect. Shan Xiong's terrifying strength is definitely stronger than him!"

Although Long Feiyu is more restrained than his younger brother Long Jiuxiao, his arrogance hides his martial bones. The lines are all about the power of the descendants of the Dragon Emperor. How could he look at them directly and regard them as dust and Zixu as dust.

It is worth dying. If Xiao Nan, a legendary disciple of Doutian Star Sect, was here, he would definitely suppress him like Cao Chen. The more arrogant he was, the more miserable he would die.
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