The best golden pupil

Chapter 1504 The Holy War Begins

Millions of thunder roared, and the sky was dark!
This is the manifestation of the rules of this world, just like a human stomach can’t eat so much food, it’s an early warning.

But everyone was taken aback by this scene, including Ning Tao who was doing it, and his expression changed.

"Cloud... sky... Tao... people!"

Mo Yuntian stared at the passage over there, gnashing his teeth.

Ning Tao was startled, isn't that the strongest in the Kunlun world, a grand elder from Fengling Palace, whose strength is unfathomable.

It turned out to be him!

Damn!

"Haha...Little thing, you are finished. Once Taoist Yuntian makes a move, your entire original world will be destroyed. Believe me, this is just the beginning, haha!"

Master Huangshi laughed crazily.

Master Crazy spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a smirk: "No matter who you are, you will die today, and I will let you know what will happen to you if you offend an alchemist. Death is a luxury."

Ning Tao looked with a grimace, Master Yunhe had already been tied up by him, leaving only these two frightened bastards.

"You... court death!"

With a step on the sole of his foot, he rushed over frantically.

Hundreds of people from the Kunlun Realm wanted to come to the rescue, but they were all blocked by Hongmeng's predators, and the two went shopping in an instant.

Zhou Heng yelled angrily: "Leave here quickly, the farther you can protect the distinguished guests of Xia, the better. A shocking war is about to break out. Run away quickly and let the ten major military regions activate the three-thousand-mile defense line."

"Quick, hold on to me!"

The four major families, dignitaries, and bosses all left here with pale faces. The fighting made their legs weak.

Nearly a thousand Kunlun people are like hungry wolves, biting and entangled with these people. Donating blood can't make them afraid.

Both are like a meat grinder killing people every second!

Mo Yuntian blocked the five gods with a dark face, Zhou Heng, Wudang, Huashan, Kongtong, and the ancestors of Emei shot one after another.

The war in troubled times...starts!
At the passage, the wind and cloud roared furiously.

The man in Taoist robe wandered casually in the void, looking at his palm with some surprise, it turned out to be a little weaker.

The environment here is really bad!

In Tianshan, Patriarch Qingcheng's face was as pale as paper, a strong sense of crisis flooded his whole body, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Strong, too strong!
The same god realm, the gap is so big!

Suddenly, the Taoist robed man glanced at the two of them, and then ignored them like looking at a stone, with an expression of indifference.

While the two patriarchs breathed a sigh of relief, they were shocked and angry in their hearts. They are both gods, but they ignore us like this. Damn bastards, their arrogance is so annoying.

With a loud roar, the two gritted their teeth and stood up.

"Sumi divine light!"

"Eighteen beats in Qingcheng!"

The full blows of the two ancestors intertwined with each other and hit the man in Taoist robe, like two roaring pythons.

The latter glanced at him with a look of indifference. These two frightening attacks were like two gusts of wind in his eyes. Even if he stood still, he might not be injured.

With a flick of his sleeves, great power swept away.

Under the dumbfounded eyes of the two, their full blows just disappeared, and the man didn't even bother to look at them.

Suddenly, the passage between the two worlds trembled violently, as if many people wanted to cross the border, and it would not take long to come over.

The two of them glanced at the Taoist robed man, and understood in their hearts that he was guarding the passage to open the way for the army behind him, and once the army attacked, the real troubled times... would come!
Damn it, really damn it!

The eyes of the ancestor of Tianshan were red, it was the fault of the two of them, if they were more decisive, this scene would never have happened.

Raising her head, there was death in her beautiful eyes!
She has no face to face the land of Xia Kingdom again, let alone face Jiangdong's elders and Hongmeng children. As an ancestor of a school, she made such a low-level mistake. She can only use her death to warn the world.

Gritting his silver teeth, he rushed to the passage desperately!

But the ancestor Qingcheng beside him made a completely different choice, he gritted his teeth and fled desperately.

The man in the Taoist robe looked down, with mockery in his eyes, and a powerful palm print slapped the ancestor of Qingcheng fiercely, and at the same time, the sleeve robe rolled up with the other hand, hitting the ancestor of Tianshan like a dragon.

It seems random, but it can shoot the god of death!
The ancestor of Tianshan didn't know the danger at all, his eyes were red and he wanted to die with the channel, so she had to make up for the mistakes she made.

But the patriarch Qingcheng was terrified, burned his spiritual power and fled downwards, but the palm print was taken like a big bell.

At this moment of life and death, a muffled low shout came from the void, so abrupt that the Taoist robed man didn't even notice it.

"Sword... Prison!"

A tomb of swords, thousands of swords sing together.

"cut!"

The palm print was broken in an instant, and Qingcheng Patriarch ran away without looking back, without seeing clearly who made the move.

The Taoist robed man frowned, he actually felt the threat from the sword light, this man is much stronger than those two ants.

Pressing it with one hand, he used his hand to block it.

"boom!"

Nine levels of large ripples formed in the void, fragile cracks formed one after another, turbulent currents, and storms all appeared at this moment.

"Humph!"

A cold snort, mixed with some anger.

In the next second, the void was completely smoothed out, and any violent power was completely shattered, but there was a red mark on his palm.

That's the sign of bloodshed...

Taoist Yuntian was actually injured. If it was reported back to the Kunlun Realm, it would cause a big storm. Who would have the ability?

Looking intently, it turned out to be at the passage, the man's real purpose was actually the passage, and his other blow was also shattered, and the two gods tacitly used their divine power to smash the passage.

"Boom!"

The power finally exploded, and the faces of the two people burst into happiness at the same time, but the man in the Taoist robe sneered.

"Yuntian, why are there still two little ants here? Kindness is not like your style. If I hadn't come in time, the passage would have been destroyed. You almost made a mistake...haha."

A faint voice came from the passage.

Master Jianguang's face changed drastically, his aura was not weaker than that of Taoist Yuntian, and he immediately pulled the Tianshan Patriarch back violently.

"Xia Guo swordsmanship, sword drawing style!"

An extremely sharp sword light swept across in a semicircle, as if it regarded the void as an egg and split it in two.

"what!"

The two of them let out a sigh at the same time, and the man in the Taoist robe said in surprise: "So that's the case, no wonder you have such a strong attainment in the way of swordsmanship, are you the disciple of that old Qinglong?"

As soon as the words came out, the figure of the master of the sword light trembled.

A gust of wind blew away the short hair on his forehead, revealing a vicissitudes and resolute face, it was... Long Jin!
Old Qinglong?
The bald monk who just walked out said in surprise: "Didn't you kill that old guy? Oh, by the way, this should be his disciple, no wonder it feels so familiar."

"Cloud... sky... Tao... people!"

Long Jinhong uttered 25 years of anger!
"Boom!"

The battle over there suddenly stopped, and a large group of monks poured out of the passage at this moment, and the top ten gods walked through the void.

Daoist Yuntian looked at the world with contempt, stepped on the void and said with a light smile: "All the leaders of the order in the Kunlun realm, follow me to this world to fight a holy war, in order to...survive!"

"Roar!"

Eight hundred ancient spirit beasts roared to the sky.

(End of this chapter)