rich and powerful son-in-law

4714--Andrew

"Chen Tang on the other side, you are toasting and not eating fine wine!"

Sure enough, seeing that Chen Tang refused without even thinking about it, and his attitude was extremely firm, Taishu Gudi's face darkened, and he turned his face on the spot.

When he spoke again, the words in his mouth also revealed a hint of coldness that was so thick that it could not be dispelled: "Remind you, my uncle's three-clan coalition army can't resist this army of darkness, and the same is true for you on the other side. .”

"Now they have assembled in the Hongbei Starfield to prepare for the battle, and they will be dispatched soon."

"Now the emperor has given you the opportunity to cooperate, but you don't know how to appreciate it. When the dark army arrives, it will be impossible to stop it with the buffer defense line that your camp on the other side will station here."

"In a word, this matter is beneficial to both parties. I advise you to think twice!"

The old guy also put in a lot of effort, first he tried to persuade him with good words, but if he failed, he threatened and lured him, showing a persuasive attitude and refusing to give up.

It's a pity that Chen Tang never followed suit.

Facing Taishu Gudi's persuasion again, this time he even responded lazily, but waved his hands impatiently, as if seeing off a guest.

"Since that's the case, don't blame the emperor for being rude!"

"boom!"

After repeated persuasion to no avail, Taishu Gudi also lost his patience, his complexion suddenly sank, the power in his body was fully mobilized, he rushed out murderously, and slapped Chen Tang with a palm.

Although the high-end combat teams of the two sides had fought before, the Taishu and the Three Clans were at a disadvantage and were not opponents.

But the situation is different now. The breakthrough of High Priest Xiahou has brought the number of quasi-Hongmeng level combat power to four.

On the other side of the camp, although Chen Tang, Zhuang Han, Hong Chenguai, and Meng Shaotao were all quasi-Hongmeng-level fighters, Chen Tang used the extraordinary bloodline secret method to forcibly improve his cultivation to reach this level.

This kind of cultivation base that was forcibly improved by the secret method can only last for an hour, which also allows the four people of Taishu Gudi to see the hope of countering the other side.

"Hehe, with the addition of a quasi-grandmist, is that enough confidence? Chen wants to see how rude you are!"

"boom……"

Seeing that the other party turned his face on the spot, Chen Tang's face darkened, and when he sneered, a low roar suddenly came out of his body, the power of the ancestor talisman was activated, and the chaotic body was fully activated.

In an instant, a large amount of green-gold energy and blood gushed out, condensing into a phantom of a battle body nine feet tall, covering the whole body like a mecha.

The aura emanating from his body climbed straight up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he had stepped from the previous peak of the Holy Emperor to the place between the quasi-grandmist and the primordial.

Leaping forward, raising his hand is a punch...

"Roar!"

"Cruel..."

Grandmaster Zhuang Han, Hong Chenguai, and Meng Shaotao also moved, and the power in their bodies was fully activated, roaring and howling came from their mouths, and the air mechanism locked on the ancient emperor Xiahou, the ancient emperor Zuoqiu and the high priest of Xiahou respectively. Go all out.

The eight figures, all with incomparably powerful auras, rushed to the extreme heights of the starry sky, fighting in pairs...

At the same time, the little friends also rushed out in all directions, facing the high-level officials of the three clans of Taishu who rushed from the opposite side.

Li Mu's barbaric ancient ancestor's bloodline was fully activated, his stature skyrocketed to nine feet, and his momentum was like a rainbow. Although his level of strength was only that of the Holy Emperor, the barbaric ancient ancestor's bloodline had a powerful power blessing effect.

Almost able to fight against the peak Saint Emperor!

Chen Shuang's body was like a jet of steam, with an ear-piercing chirping sound, endless gray evil spirit gushed out, stretching tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, and the White Tiger Field, which contained the power of killing laws, took shape.

The power of the law of killing and killing roared, causing the complexion of several high-level officials of the three clans who had just rushed into the White Tiger Domain to change drastically, and they all retreated with gasps.

Sugihara Yui has also fully activated the power of the bloodline, and the phantom of the nine-foot-high domineering Qinglong battle body reappeared, covering the whole body with majesty.

And the bloody mouth on Qinglong Xuying's head slowly opened, and a green light gushed out.

It shot away in the blink of an eye, and under the comprehensive divergence, it enveloped the oncoming dozen or so high-level figures of the three clans.

"Cruel..."

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

"puff!"

After one after another of incomparably shrill howls, roars resounded like thunder seas churning, and these three high-level officials were all affected, and they were in a panic under the attack of Sugihara Yui's energy spell.

"brush!"

The Yasha Empress, the little girl, flipped her hands and took out the death scythe, dragging one hand behind her as she rushed out.

In the next moment, he raised his arm suddenly, swung it high, and cut out a black sickle light. The speed was so fast that it was outrageous, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the chief elder of the Taishu ancient clan.

This old guy is also a peak holy emperor, facing the sickle light cut by the little girl, he didn't dare to attack him head-on.

He twisted his waist abruptly and quickly dived to the right, only to narrowly avoid it.

Lan Feilin seemed to be casual and calm, but some mysterious unknown power radiated from her body, and within a radius of ten thousand feet, there were ripples in the void, like waves.

Her figure disappeared directly on the spot, and appeared on the other side of the Starry Sky Battlefield. The unpredictable power of time and space made her transfer silently behind a holy royal elder of the ancient Taishu clan, and she moved silently. clap out.

The old guy was imprisoned by the power of time and space for a moment, and he had no time to react.

"boom!"

"puff……"

This palm was printed on his back, and as a bloody arrow spurted out, the old figure of the holy royal family flew forward, and he was seriously injured when he met him.

In front of the fortress army that slowed down the defense line, Sima Qing slowly raised her hands, and a large number of purple-gold granulation like tentacles grew out of her palm, and solidified into a huge nebula sniper rifle in just a short breath.

Soon, her cold gaze penetrated the scarlet crystal lens of the ghost head quasi-tool, and she began to walk in the starry sky battlefield. Every high-ranking member of the three clans who was swept by her gaze felt numb in the scalp, and felt cold in the back, and her whole body immediately shuddered. Oh no.

Yamanla, who had been teaming up with Sima Qing and guarding her side when she sniped, also rushed out, her arms turned into two purple-gold narrow praying knives, unparalleled in sharpness.

Now Sima Qing is already at the peak Saint Emperor Realm, enough to protect herself, even when she is sniping, she no longer needs her protection.

"brush!"

As the figure rushed out, Yamanla swung her arms suddenly, and in an instant, two purple-gold sword lights whizzed away, and two thin black lines were drawn in the void along the way. The face of the Saint Emperor Domain Master of the Qiugu Tribe changed drastically.

Twisting his waist suddenly, although he managed to dodge it dangerously, he didn't look like a normal embarrassment, his face was completely lost, and he became angry from embarrassment, his old face was suffocated...

(End of this chapter)