Control the Nine Heavens

Jian Wuming's eyes were firm, and he affirmed: "Yes, he is definitely not dead."

Hearing this, the person beside the eagle-nosed old man exclaimed.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Yes, how could Qin Yue survive when the two demon kings of the demon world join forces?"

"Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. That kid must be dead. What he said is nothing more than bluffing us."

Jian Wuming heard it, and laughed wildly again.

"My junior brother is the dragon among people, how could he die so easily. Besides, Senior Xingyao spent a lot of life energy performing calculation and calculation before he died. He said that if my junior brother is not dead, then he will definitely not die."

"Hmph, it doesn't matter whether he is dead or not, anyway, you can't leave safely without handing over the Tongtian catalogue today."

The eagle-nosed old man snorted coldly and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Don't use any forbidden techniques to bluff us. The forbidden techniques of physical and spiritual are extraordinary, and you can't practice them at all."

Jian Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly, as if the old man with a hook nose had said it.

In fact, he really didn't practice the Explosion Technique.

Besides, even if he could, he wouldn't use it.

After all, Wu Bing'er was the last bloodline of Wu Cangqiong. If he used the forbidden technique of perishing together, Wu Bing'er would surely die.

Thinking of this, Jian Wuming's eyebrows were a little solemn.

The old man with the hook nose and the others have the killing intent growing.

Just as the two sides were arguing, the killing intent swept through the air.

The killing intent was rolling like a tide, and it was incomparably cold, like some terrifying beast emitting out, it was too strong.

Even though they were far apart, everyone present felt that their breathing was not smooth, and Wu Bing'er, who was also in the Celestial Realm, turned pale with fright.

That is, it took a few breaths. When everyone came back to their senses, they saw a figure shooting from the distant horizon at a ghostly speed.

Seemingly far away, it's just a blink of an eye.

Taking a step forward, a young man with an evil and charming appearance came from the sky, descended from the sky, and landed in front of Jian Wuming and stood still.

Seeing the young man suddenly approaching him, Jian Wuming's expression changed slightly, he pulled Wu Bing'er back two steps, and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

The young man's expression was stern, his external Yuan force fluctuated strongly, his cultivation base had reached the realm of God Venerable, and his whole body exuded a powerful killing intent.

Feeling this killing intent, Wu Bing'er's eyes were full of horror, but Jian Wuming was terrified, but she faintly felt that the young man in front of her was somewhat familiar.

After just looking at it for a moment, he couldn't recognize it again.

The youth is none other than Qin Yue.

After so many years of cultivation in the space of the God of Fortune Pagoda, plus the memory and perception of the Seven Stars Great Emperor, he did not spend much time condensing his consciousness.

With his cultivation base and his powerful spiritual power, he fully released his divine sense, which was enough to gain insight into movements within a radius of [-] miles.

That's why, after he felt Jian Wuming's breath, he rushed over without stopping.

At this moment, seeing Jian Wuming, who had been away for a long time, Qin Yue was also a little excited. His killing intent instantly disappeared, and he clasped his fists and asked with a smile: "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing recently?"

"You, are you Qin Yue?"

Jian Wuming was both surprised and delighted. He was surprised that Qin Yue's strength had reached the realm of divine respect, and he was delighted that Qin Yue had come, and Wu Bing'er had found support.

"If it's a fake replacement."

Qin Yue shrugged, and then did not chat with Jian Wuming, but turned around abruptly, his eyes bursting with cold light, as if he could penetrate Jiuyou Cangming.

The piercing eyes, the surging killing intent, the eagle-nosed old man and the others were all shocked.

In their eyes, Qin Yue is not a human at all, but a beast with no one.

Qin Yue naturally noticed the fear in the eyes of the hooked-nosed old man and others, and couldn't help but sneered and asked coldly, "What do you want to surround me with?"

"You, are you really Qin Yue?"

The eagle-nosed old man trembled slightly, his face full of disbelief, and shouted: "How is it possible, aren't you dead? How can you be alive? And, how could your cultivation base have reached the realm of God Venerable!"

"Don't worry about how I'm still alive."

Qin Yue raised his brows, his voice seemed to come from the Jiuyou Hell, and it was as cold as the cold wind, "Today, if you don't give Laozi an explanation, you will all stay alive."

This is really crazy, and he doesn't pay attention to the other party at all.

The eagle-nosed old man and others are not low-level in cultivation. They have always ignored others. At this time, they are despised, and their faces are blue and angry.

They have long heard that Qin Yue is domineering and has a strong personality, and today they can be considered to have experienced it personally.

It's too arrogant, too arrogant.

Someone gritted their teeth and couldn't help but scolded: "regardless of whether you are Qin Yue or not, do you think you can compete with us with your first entry into the realm of gods?"

Qin Yue squinted his eyes, and a cold light burst from his eyes, "Can you compete? You can come and try."

"Just try it, old man see if you are Qin Yue."

An angry shout sounded, and an ugly horse-faced old man jumped out of the ground with a stooped figure, white temples and a long sword in his hand, stabbing at Qin Yue's chest like lightning.

If you don't make a move, you want to take Qin Yue's life.

"Unbelievable!"

Qin Yue sneered, performed the magic-suppressing technique and teleportation technique, and came to the horse-faced old man out of thin air. His steel-like right hand seemed to penetrate the space and grabbed his neck.

As soon as the horse-faced old man broke free from the spiritual restraint of the magic-suppressing technique, he felt a severe pain in his neck and a strong suffocation.

"Ah ho!"

The power was so powerful that the old man's face turned purple, and he almost fainted in pain.

The frenzied and miserable roar came out, and all the people present were shocked and their faces were horrified.

Really scared!

Qin Yue raised his hand and captured the old man with one move, not only Jian Wuming was surprised, but also the hook-nosed old man with the highest cultivation base.

You must know that the old man with horse face is not low in cultivation, but he has reached the second level of the gods and respected realm, but even this kind of cultivation is like a child facing an adult. Qin Yue easily pinches his neck and can't move.

That is, in a moment of loss, the hooked-nosed old man shouted angrily and asked, "You, are you really Qin Yue?"

At first, he thought that Qin Yue was someone else's impostor.

After all, Qin Yue was killed by the joint efforts of the two demon kings, and it is impossible to survive. In addition, it has only been more than half a year. Even if Qin Yue is alive, it is completely impossible to reach the realm of gods.

But at this moment, seeing that the old man with horse face was captured by a move, he also seemed to begin to doubt Qin Yue's identity.

"I am Qin Yue!"

Qin Yue sneered, and the power of the big hand suddenly soared.

"Crack!"

A harsh, crisp sound came, and the horse-faced old man was crushed by Qin Yue's neck. He threw it out, smashed to the ground, and splashed countless dust.

In this situation, Jian Wuming's face changed slightly.

He has no doubts about Qin Yue's identity, but when he sees Qin Yue saying that he will kill, he will kill without warning, and there is a faint worry in his eyes.

After all, the eagle-nosed old man and the others on the opposite side are not fuel-efficient lamps. They have extremely high cultivation and a strong lineup. If Qin Yue is strong, it will be extremely difficult to resist, and if they move, their lives will be in danger.

He thought so, but he didn't know that Qin Yue had been practicing in the God of Fortune Tower for hundreds of years, and he had absorbed the martial arts insights of the seven-star emperor in the previous life.

In fact, Qin Yue is very clear that with his current strength, he is enough to compete with the existence beyond the realm of the gods. As for the specific level, he himself does not know.

On the other hand, looking at the eagle-nosed old man and the others, seeing the horse-faced old man's neck twisted and deformed, his eyes bulging out, and his dead eyesight, they were suddenly shocked and angry.

In the blink of an eye, the hooked-nosed old man had a frosty face and asked angrily, "Qin Yue, you are so brave, do you really want to be an enemy of our four great hidden aristocratic families?"

Qin Yue's eyes were gloomy and he snorted: "others are afraid of your four great families, but the young master is not afraid. If you really want to provoke me, what's the harm of my father being Tu Guang of your four hidden aristocratic families?"

After he finished speaking, there was no real murderous aura in his body, and he was suffocating like a mad tiger.

The eagle-nosed old man and others all changed their expressions. They were all shocked by Qin Yue's murderous aura, and they became silent in an instant, as if they had become dumb.

Qin Yue saw it in his eyes, his face was even more disdainful, and he didn't open his mouth, but took out the Jiuxiao sword on his own.

"This is Jiuxiaojian, you, you really are Qin Yue!"

The sound of exclamation came from the mouth of the hooked-nosed old man, and several people beside him were also shocked.

Originally, they might have doubts about Qin Yue's identity, but the appearance of Jiuxiaojian undoubtedly confirmed Qin Yue's identity.

Who is Qin Yue?

That was to recover the ancient fierce dragons and corpse gods who could kill the masters of the Divine Venerable Realm, and their own strength was not low. Now that they have broken through to the Divine Venerable Realm, their strength is naturally far better than before.

As for how powerful it is, no one knows.

Thinking like this, the eagle-nosed old man and the others were as heavy as lead, and no one dared to act rashly, and even had the intention of retreating.

In this situation, Wu Bing'er behind Jian Wuming's eyes flashed, and he muttered: "This kid is so strong, no wonder my grandfather often praised him before he died."

Seemingly aware of Wu Bing'er's gaze, Qin Yue ignored the eagle-nosed old man and others, but turned slightly and greeted her with a smile.

It's a pity that it was a little girl's grimace in exchange.

With a slight smile, Qin Yue suddenly turned around and said coldly, "Did I let you go?"

"Qin Yue, you have to forgive people and forgive them. Don't go too far."

The eagle-nosed old man resisted his anger.

After identifying that the person who came was Qin Yue, they knew that it would be difficult to achieve their goal today, so they were ready to leave. Who would have thought that Qin Yue would not let them go.

Seeing the anger on the faces of the hook-nosed old man and others, Qin Yue was about to answer.

At this moment, there were several powerful pressures coming from afar.

Feeling these coercion, Qin Yue was nothing, and his expression was very calm.

And the old man with the hook nose and the others changed their faces wildly, and someone couldn't help shouting: "The eight masters of the gods, are they coming from Tianmo City?"