Mysterious blood boils

Chapter 1181: Immortal Punishment Son of God

"It's weird, is it that the major interfaces are about to watch, the underworld rises to become a member of the thousands of interfaces? From then on, will it become one of the great worlds and grow into a threat to the fairy clan?"

"This is the release of the **** "naked", this is the disaster of the **** "naked" moving eastward!"

"Yeah, damn it, the son of God in this world has fought seven consecutive battles, and the kid in the underworld has only fought four games. Could it be that the interests of the underworld are more important and worthy of praise than the interests of all circles in my fairy family?" The stinky foot of the underworld?"

"Damn it, what kind of world is this? You don't want to fight public enemies, and you specialize in fighting in the nest, what the hell..."

"Hey, in the era of the immortal emperors, people's hearts were so old, and everyone swept the snow before their own doors. If the immortal emperor was still around, how could the underworld be allowed to be arrogant? He had already given an order, and the gods of thousands of realms, alive Beat that kid to death!" Mysterious blood boiled 1181

"Immortal Punishment 24 Emperors, you are known as law enforcers of the myriad worlds, are you just watching with your own eyes, the underworld gets huge benefits in the interface war?"

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The above-mentioned discussions are getting more and more intense, especially those who were defeated and eliminated in the first round of the interface are even more aggressive and clamoring non-stop. The immortal clan will face a huge threat, and the immortal emperors are the proof that they are not as good as the immortal emperors...

All the emperors attending the meeting heard it, some sneered, some sat and watched the excitement, some looked stern, and some smiled contemptuously. Knowledge, how can you not know that this is the interface of each elimination, is it a tactic to drive tigers and wolfs away?Which interface couldn't hold back, and sent Shenzi to challenge Xuanyuan Peng.Binghuo! If Chinese wins, there will be two advantages and one advantage, but if it loses, what about the son of God sent to be killed by Xuanyuan Peng?Wouldn't that make the interface that won the first round ineligible to enter the third round of combat?

This is simply self-destructive position.Of course, some big interfaces who are extremely powerful and have sent dozens of god sons to participate in the battle are not very afraid. Anyway, if one is defeated, there will be many other god sons participating in the battle.But it took a lot of hard work to reach the second round of the small and medium interface.Usually, one or several god sons are sent to join the battle, but they can't afford such a loss!

Amidst the waves of discussion, an hour of rest ended in a hurry, and with a buzzing sound, a large formation formed in the fighting lair.It started up again, and with a bang, the sons of gods who were speeding up their recovery from all walks of life were teleported to the lair spaces of each other in an instant, and the second round of the interface god son battle officially began!

Gods from all walks of life.One after another, they choose their duel opponents in each lair space on the mirror fairy artifacts in their respective lair spaces. This kind of mirror fairy artifact is a standard magic weapon, which specially records the names of the gods who participated in the battle. The name, the label of the "nest" where it is located, so that the gods in the second or subsequent rounds of armed battles can choose their opponents in an orderly manner!

Xuanyuan Peng stood quietly in the space of his lair, he did not touch the magic mirror, but was waiting for the opponent who chose him to challenge to appear.He is the son of the god of the underworld.The public enemy of the Immortal Clan, participating in the battle this time, surrounded by hordes of tigers and wolves, he naturally had to keep a low profile.Don't take the initiative to provoke the god sons of other interfaces, but passively wait for the god sons of other interfaces to challenge him to a duel.

He really hoped that no one would challenge him to a duel, so that he could safely enter the final round of the final battle, but that was absolutely impossible!It can only be a fantasy.Interface war, if you don't look for others, others will take the initiative to look for you!In this battle of God Sons, some God Sons from the competitive interface are selected to duel, while some powerful God Sons are specially selected to duel with weak enemies in order to eliminate more people and keep more interests in this interface!

In the Battle of the Emperors’ Interface, the winners of the final battle will have generous rewards. Let alone this point, the winners of the defeated and eliminated interfaces have the right to demand a certain amount of offerings from them. The benefits are equivalent to exchanging money for safety. However, many interface emperors who were defeated were still willing to spend a huge sum of money to keep the interface they had worked so hard to create.

If he is defeated, and he is extremely stingy and doesn't want to spend money on security, then it is easy to be annexed by other immortal emperors and completely swallow his interface!

The era of the emperors was a history of mergers and acquisitions, just like the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, when warlords separated each other and fought endlessly, with scenes of the weak and the strong preying on the strong.The Battle of the Emperors' Interface is a buffer, a fighting arena that proves the strength of all walks of life. It is not perfect, but it also plays an important role, so it has been held one after another.

Soon, in front of Xuanyuanpeng, the ripples in the air fluctuated and flashed, and the figure of a son of God was teleported in. The person who came was dressed in a black fairy robe and his face was pale, like a dark man who lived all year round. Space, as if not seeing the sun, his face is indifferent, as if killing countless people without trembling, pity, at first glance, he is a master of killing and cutting!

"Son of the Immortal Punishment Interface, Wuzhendong, come to challenge the God of the Underworld!" The man was as cold as a machine, and in a dry tone, he uttered a murderous challenge!

"Very well, who am I to fight against? I've already prepared it!" Xuanyuan Peng smiled indifferently. The underworld is an interface like a public enemy. Naturally, there will be no shortage of opponents who will stare at him in public this time, so he Don't take the initiative to choose the opponent, but wait for the opponent to come to him!

"I heard that you sacrificed the corpse of the Rage God and frightened the Xinghuang of this world?" Wu Zhendong, the son of the Immortal Punishment God, blinked his eyes awkwardly, and asked coldly.

"Oh, you know that I have a prehistoric artifact, yet you dare to come to challenge me. It can be seen that you are quite well prepared. Stop talking nonsense and show off the treasure you brought! Otherwise, once I sacrifice the corpse of the wild god, you There is no place to die! I don't believe it, you came to die on your own initiative!" Xuanyuanpeng raised his eyebrows, slowly stretched out his right hand, and with a flash of copper light, the copper man of the Rage God was held in his palm... …

The prehistoric artifact has appeared!

Wu Zhendong's eyes stared at the one-legged bronze man full of copper energy without blinking, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, his right hand also slowly stretched out, and there was a sound of "turbulent" airflow , a treasure was taken into his palm.Mysterious Blood Boiling 1181

Xuanyuan Peng took a closer look, and found that it was a tripod-shaped treasure. On the wall of the tripod, densely packed ancient hieroglyphs were engraved. It is simple, thick, and atmospheric, emitting an incomparably majestic bronze luster. It is extraordinary at first glance. , as if a tripod carried the majesty of the eternal law and the dignity of the heavenly rules!

"This is the tripod of the law, in the era of the immortal emperors, the 36 kings who held the punishment of the sky, jointly cast a tripod of the law. It symbolizes the supreme majesty of the fairy court and the heavenly palace, and symbolizes the heaven and earth order of the laws of heaven. The Tiantiao Ding was once controlled by the Immortal Kings, and I don’t know how many lawless people have been suppressed. Today, Xuanyuan Peng, you, a scourge of immortality, you still cannot escape the suppression of this Ding. It is said that chaos will not emerge, and the prehistoric world will be king, but its era has long been outdated, and it has long been outdated. Once the rule of heaven comes out, everything in the world will have to accept its punishment, its suppression, and its ruling !"

Wu Zhendong's right hand was holding the Tiantiao tripod, and he stared at him with shining eyes. At this moment, his dull eyes finally glowed with fanaticism, as if he was staring at an idol or a divine weapon. Staring at the tripod fanatically and paranoidly, and the Tiantiao tripod, under the urging of his immortal aura, suddenly filled with immortal energy and swelled up...

hum! ...Tiantiao Ding turned into a small mountain, held in the palm of Wuzhendong, as if he was holding the law of heaven and earth, and the majesty of the universe, an incomparably majestic, boiling majestic momentum erupted suddenly , like a storm, like a wave, getting stronger and crazier...

"Boy, accept the fate of suppression!" Wu Zhendong snarled, his stellar energy reached its peak, and with a wave of his hand, the Tian Tiao Ding smashed through the air and suppressed it. In an instant, clouds moved in all directions, coming from all directions The wind, the void is trembling, the earth is trembling, in the air, there seems to be the howling and vibrating sounds of countless gods, demons, fairy monsters, and the wailing sounds of countless lawless strongmen...

Under this heavenly tripod, I don’t know how many gods, demons and fairy monsters have been suppressed. When the tripod flew down, it was like tens of millions of stars collapsing crazily, and it was like the Milky Way bursting its embankment, rushing down...

"Boom!" A terrifying, unstoppable cauldron's slammed Xuanyuanpeng firmly to the ground. It was the light of heaven, and it was the supreme law emanating from that fairy cauldron. Xuanyuanpeng felt that as soon as the cauldron light shone on him, the movement of the source energy in the veins of the whole person suddenly became obscured and slowed down, and the whole person seemed to be "fixed" "Fa", suppressed by that cauldron light, unable to move, unable to dodge, can only watch helplessly, that terrible big cauldron, crazily suppressed...

Unexpectedly, this Tiantiao tripod has such an irresistible and supreme aura before it is in its body, Xuanyuan Peng's heart trembled...

But he had no fear on his face, he didn't want to dodge at all, his eyes stared coldly at the Heavenly Cauldron, and with a loud roar, a thousand king-level source rivers burst into flames one after another, rolling The origin qi was blasted into the body of the one-legged bronze man in his palm by him...

"Om!" The copper man's icy copper pupils actually glowed scarlet, driven by the terrifying energy of the immortal source, it was like a god of the past waking up!

The Bronze Man of the Rage God was shocked, and it automatically flew out of Xuanyuan Peng's big hand. It roared and shot fiercely, and faced the Tiantiaoding that was getting closer and closer. It was a terrifying body that suppressed everything The cauldron light shone on the Rage God Copper Man, but it seemed useless at all. The Rage God Copper Man soared into the sky...

If the tripod of heaven is the cauldron of law that suppresses all things and weapons, then the god of desolation is the god of lawlessness who breaks all laws and regulations in the world...

At this moment, the corpse of the Rage God was suddenly activated by the burning energy of thousands of king-level source qi, and suddenly controlled by Xuanyuan Peng's divine sense, it flew up... (To be continued. If you like this work , you are welcome to come to the starting point (qn) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.qn to read.) 9

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