Wu Po Jiuxiao

One thousand 830 chapters seven come here-lead to death!

This is a palace with carved railings, dragons and tigers surrendering, dragon reliefs, and flowers blooming!

Kunlun, the two characters are like carved by the gods. Wenwen is carved in front of the gate of this hall. A strong shock is like a living dragon, constantly exuding endless majesty!

"Is this the Kunlun Hall? Last time, I never had a chance to enter here!"

Although Zhang Shulong's body trembled from the shock of this breath, there was more excitement in it that could not be concealed.

"Look, that's under the control of the Maoshan faction, the inheritors of ancient martial arts. What they emphasize is the unity of soul and soul, the soul stays forever, the body can be destroyed, and life is immortal!"

Zhang Shulong introduced it to Ye Fantian like a few treasures.

This group of people was the last to appear on the stage, and everyone's strength was at the peak of the Martial God level.

Ye Fantian's eyes kept looking at Zhu Qiang's body, without the slightest expression in his eyes, without admiration, without any contempt, because he knew very well that at the current level on earth, it is possible to cultivate to such an extent. At an ordinary level, that is not a level that ordinary people can achieve. To be able to achieve such a powerful force under such difficult conditions, the effort put in is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"boom"

A ferocious mist surged, covering the sky and the sun, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, more like stars arching the moon, two figures suddenly appeared in the Kunlun Hall.

These two figures seem to be ancient incarnations, representing the traces of time and interpreting the mysteries of the universe.

Their appearance immediately exaggerated the aura of Kunlun to the extreme.

"The Lord of Kunlun? The old monster of the sky?!"

Zhang Shulong shivered and cried out.

Not only him, but the rest of the people also showed horrified expressions on their faces.

Even the faces of the Eleven Saints were all horrified, as if they had seen something unbelievable, making people tremble, terrified, and trembling.

Ye Fantian's heart was also shaken severely.

The strength of these two is really too astonishing, their strength has already reached the peak of the Martial God level, no, not only the peak, even one foot has entered the level of Hinayana Bone Refining Realm.

This is on Earth, even in the entire Xuantian Continent, the Martial God level is extremely rare, and the Hinayana Heaven does not need to think about it, but there are Hinayana Heaven powerhouses on the Earth, this is a What a shocking thing.

"Kunlun... I didn't expect that there would be so many strong people appearing this time!"

One of them sighed.

This person has a ruddy complexion, and has a natural romantic charm, and the aura exuding from his body is simple and vast, as if his whole person has merged with the heaven and the earth.

This person should be that old monster in the sky!

"That's right, the dust of history has dissipated, and the generations of arrogances have been annihilated. We two old guys can still exist again until now, and see so many juniors again!"

The Lord of Kunlun wears a purple gold woven crown on his head, and a Taoist robe on his body. His face is thin, but there are streaks of mist circulating in it.

"These two strong men of the older generation still exist? I am really lucky to have met these two strong men. It is rumored that these two have been dissolved as early as the Ming Dynasty, but I did not expect that not only He didn’t die, and his cultivation has improved to a higher level!”

Zhang Shulong's tone was extremely shocking, as if he saw a god.

"Kunlun..."

There was a low sigh in both mouths.

Looking at the top of Kunlun, his tone was slightly deep...

All the powers bowed down in unison, and all the people worshiped, all with a feeling of admiration.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with excitement, and the worshiper was the god in their hearts!

"Hahaha...Kunlun, Cangqiong, you two old guys are still alive, I thought you were dead!"

A rough voice came out.

Immediately, the space was distorted, a dragon claw stretched out, and quickly grabbed Kunlun. The dragon claw looked messy, but in fact it was extremely fierce, with an unconcealable tyrannical majesty, the world was dim .

Facing the sudden dragon claw, Zhu Qiang's complexion changed drastically.

But that terrifying majesty is not something they can resist. Although they are horrified in their hearts, they are helpless.

"Hehe...it's you old guy, I didn't expect you to be dead--Monster Dragon Emperor!"

There was a look of surprise on Kunlun's face, and then the robe moved, that seemingly ordinary move, but a cyan energy surged from the robe, and the energy turned into a five-finger handprint, which quickly hit the dragon claw above.

"boom!"

Shi Potian was startled. At this time, the sun was setting on the long river, and the sun was shining, but the actions of the two shattered the sun of the day and the earth.

"Hahaha... You really are tyrannical, Kunlun, you didn't get killed by me!"

The other party's voice was still rough, with a natural domineering air.

Immediately, the space was cracked with a trace, like a door of space, a phantom suddenly burst out, and then a man dressed in the emperor's robe came out walking fast.

The opponent's blond hair fluttered, and his purple demon eyes flickered, carrying the majesty of an emperor, as if a god emperor had descended, more like a star god passing by, and supreme glory was added to his whole body.

"The monster dragon... the monster dragon emperor... this... this guy is not dead?"

Zhang Shulong was completely insane, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something unbelievable, the unconcealable horror had completely driven him crazy, his body was trembling, Trembling, with the corners of his mouth trembling, if Ye Fantian didn't know that this guy's breath is still stable, he would really slap this guy.

"Thousands of years have passed by, and the battle of the dynasty has been such a long time!"

A lonely look appeared on the face of the Yaolong Emperor.

"That's right, we had a big fight back then to compete for a piece of Biluo Shenguo, but looking at it now, it's just like yesterday!"

The old monster in the sky sighed and said...

Zhu Qiang knelt down again, they didn't dare to provoke such a character.

It is rumored that the Demon Dragon Emperor is a monster. It was originally a grievance, but by chance, after being exposed to the scorching sun for a day, it almost melted away, but then he met a monster. Thousand-year dragon corpse.

The dragon corpse, that is the supreme existence.

Although this dragon corpse is not a divine beast like a green dragon, but it also has the blood of a dragon clan. Got a great opportunity, from then on, with the human soul as the main body and the dragon corpse as the supplement, she practiced martial arts. After a thousand years, she was born out of nowhere, and immediately attracted a bloodbath.

The Great Demon Dragon, the Boss of the Sky, and the Lord of Kunlun, each of these three is a world-renowned figure, powerful and powerful, and they are all considered top-notch on the earth.

And the rest, although they also have their descendants, are not qualified to stand with them, so these three are just communicating with each other.

However, this Kunlun Grand Gathering itself was a martial arts grand gathering, and everyone quickly began to speak freely.

Many of these sects are apprentices and grandchildren who go into battle, or evolve martial arts, or learn from each other's battles, or explore and figure out each other.

Ye Fantian secretly placed a mark on Zhang Shulong's body, and if he has a chance, he will remind him.

Here, although there was a lot of voices, Ye Fantian seemed to be detached, not at all controlled by the situation here, but was constantly looking at the situation around him, with a trace of indifference in his eyes.

His realm and his cultivation are not what people here can imagine and own. Their cultivation is not enough for Ye Fantian to pay attention to.

A few days passed quickly, and Ye Fantian thoroughly studied half of Kunlun in these few days. Kunlun has been known as the supreme sacred place and the birthplace of martial arts since ancient times. It's really not simple. Ye Fantian's mysterious soul can clearly see that there are dragon veins sleeping in the ground, and there are mysterious brand marks engraved in them. These traces are all mysterious and extraordinary, and should not be underestimated. , even if it is a master of Hinayana, it is difficult to break through...

Although Ye Fantian still wanted to continue exploring, the best moment of this Martial Dao event had already been ushered in after a few days of communication.

Martial arts proof!

The proof of martial arts is the fight between masters.

Although the eleven saints of China are well-known throughout China, they are also young people. They are naturally unwilling to lag behind and compete with each other.

"That is the Nine Heavens Saintess, she is rumored to have been inherited by the Nine Heavens Nunnery, and she has the supreme unique knowledge!"

I saw a young woman dancing lightly, every move with majestic power, and the phantoms of bodhisattvas superimposed, as if they were real, every move, could it be that there is a mystery between heaven and earth.

There was no hair on this person's head, and he looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. He looked like a beautiful nun, but his serious and pretty face didn't dare to make people take a step forward.

This person is also one of the Eleven Saints of China. Although she is a nun, she is also arrogant and powerful. There are few people in the older generation who will be her opponents, but those who admire her, but Countless, even the sword master showed admiration from time to time...

"boom……"

A ferocious sword intent from the Juggernaut broke through one person's defense in an instant, directly crippling the opponent's weapon, and the human sword merged into one, breaking through all the shackles in an instant, and the point of the sword reached the opponent's eyebrow.

brush!

The sword stopped there without moving!

But the faces of the two became extremely ugly.

One of them looked at the half-cut sharp spear in his hand, and his face was extremely ugly.

Gunner, defeated!

At the same time, the same expression was on the face of an ancient old man. The other party was the master of the gun master, the inheritor of the cracked gun, and a powerful generation.

The Juggernaut was extremely arrogant, he didn't care about the ugly appearance of the Gunner, his eyes were radiant with coldness, and he looked in one direction all of a sudden:

"You...you dare to behead my disciple, but you are still pretending to be fine, come here for me—lead to death!"