God-slaughtering King

"If you lie down, don't stare. It's not easy to practice. It's better to give up. I heard that you can go out by crushing your waist token. Why bother?"

Nanmenfeng walked all the way. When he saw the person lying down, he had to stretch out his hand to pinch someone else's waist token. He was immediately glared at by countless people and was so frightened that he withdrew his hand again.

"Why are you so fierce? You want to eat people? You want to die or live. It's up to you."

Those people are fierce eyes, but their bodies are very honest. They carefully look at the lively Nanmen maple, and no one dare to rush.

"Younger martial brother, why don't you rob a Taoist altar? Ha ha, have a taste of being a mountain king?"

Nanmen Feng couldn't help joking with Chen Lingxian when he saw that the Taoist altars were empty.

"Elder martial brother, the gun hits the head bird. I still want to grab the quota and go out healthily. After all, I can't turn the genealogy without my hands and it's not easy to go without my legs."

"HMM... that's reasonable. Let's have a look around first. Maybe we can meet the young lady in red. We'll catch her and try something fresh."

"Fuck you, why don't you catch it and try it."

Tang Fei was shot for no reason. She immediately stabbed Nanmen Maple with her elbow, which made Huang Xuan giggle.

"Well, don't joke. Let's find a quiet place to shut up for a while. What to fight? I don't know who has a bad idea. Fight for three years."

Nanmen Feng frowned when he was stabbed. He had to take the people to find a high mountain, fly up the cliff, dig a huge stone cave, and dig several small rooms in the cave. He really lived quietly.

"Elder martial brother? Are you here to visit mountains and rivers? Why are you not in a hurry?"

"What's the hurry? Come and show you something."

Nanmen Feng said that he took out a set of cloning equipment, and there were three him in three nutrition tanks!

"Ah! Why are you trapped inside?"

When did Chen Lingxian see this strange scene? When he saw three South Gate maples trapped in the glass cover, he was immediately startled.

"This is a secret weapon."

Nanmen Feng looked at Chen Lingxian's appearance as a hick, knocked on his head, knocked on the glass cover, opened the nutrition jar and let three of them out.

"Well, six, no, nine. Those three guys are really quick. Take it and eat all these things. Don't disturb my sleep."

Nanmenfeng took out a pile of strange things produced in the wasteland North City and let them swallow them separately. He ran to sleep and studied some arrays without anything all day.

All this made people feel puzzled.

In the martial arts arena, the war is staged all the time.

A thousand Taoist altars, a thousand bloody places, countless people are moaning and wailing, but no one wants to leave.

There are poor monks full of hope or scattered monks fighting alone, and there are also large numbers of rich disciples. Most of them fight together. Everyone's goal is the same, occupy the Taoist altar at the last minute!

Most of those who fight alone want to fish in troubled waters. Most of those who fight together are performing the tasks assigned by their elders, just to send the best of them to the forest of Kunpeng.

There are more wonderful behaviors. Some people lay down the Taoist altar just to sell it in exchange for Tianxuan stone.

What a crazy world!

Thousands of miles away from the South Gate maple, Zhong Ling in red, holding a big sword, sat on the Taoist altar, staring around coldly, surrounded by experts from the supreme square. It seems that if there are many real people and great power, they are already at ease.

Twelve thousand miles away, close to the Taoist altar in red, the green scorpion Dongfang Xiaoxiao had already smiled and stood on the Taoist altar. The Taoist altar was surprisingly clean, and countless experts stood beside the altar.

The clean Taoist altar is really a good place to go.

In the first two years, some people left with disappointment and Xuanshi.

Many people come to the martial arts arena just to be thugs and earn a lot of money.

There have been some strange things in the past two years, which are frightening enough.

Someone is crazy here!

Three crazy guys were born here!

At first, there were three insignificant monks in the holy land. Such tiny existence almost didn't make people laugh.

But then no one could laugh. Because those three guys are crazy! Break into the Holy Land in nine days. This is not a madman. What is it?

The three guys hardly moved in two years. Their cultivation improved by leaps and bounds and soon reached the realm of heavenly king!

This is really an unheard of strange thing. It is enough to make people suspect that there is something wrong with the martial arts arena. They have been uneasy for two years.

"Elder martial brother, you have made rapid progress! Your accomplishments have surpassed me. If you continue, will they become immortals?"

Chen Lingxian looked at the three separate bodies. He could advance by eating fast every day. He was numb.

Watch strange things happen every day, no wonder!

"It's impossible. I just use my enlightenment experience to avoid their enlightenment process. I haven't become an immortal. How can they be. HMM... generally speaking, it's good. Except that the physical strength can't be compared with me, everything else is not bad. What I'm most afraid of is the girl's fantasy towards them, hehe..."

Nanmen Feng knew he had made a slip of the tongue, glanced at Tang Fei, who was getting angry, moved aside, and then found a good place to lie down and continue to sleep.

It took another nine months and countless exotic treasures. The refining of the three separate bodies was finally completed. Nanmenfeng finally got up and stretched his waist with satisfaction.

"Girl, xuan'er, how do you absorb those pills?"

Nanmen Feng stretched out, looked at the beautiful wives who were still meditating, and smiled.

As soon as they came in, they took those essence pills sent by Feng jifalcon. It seems that the effect is pretty good.

"Xuanjun state is at its peak, but it's a pity that we don't understand enough, otherwise we can advance to Tianjun state."

After meditating for more than half a year, the second daughter finally got up. Her breath was much more restrained. What was hidden in the beautiful body was earth shaking power.

"That's good. I've slept for more than two years and my accomplishments have reached the peak of Tianjun territory. Let's go. It's really not easy to attack the four Taoist altars."

Nanmen Feng waved to the separation, gave each of them a set of armor and ornaments of medium quality magic weapon level, and a weapon of medium quality magic weapon level, and then set off.

Behind him, followed by Tang Fei, Huang Xuan and Chen Lingxian.

"Younger martial brother, do you lack magic weapons? There are many here, Hei hei."

Nanmenfeng walked all the way and slowly teased Chen Lingxian. It seems that he has had a good time in recent years.

"Fortunately, the elders of the family rewarded a complete set of top-grade magic tools. These goods are almost the limit that the friars in Jun territory can bear. Immortal tools are difficult to get after all. Look at you, that gun was probably the top-grade immortal tool in those years. How many people were jealous."

"The best fairy weapon? Now it's the best artifact. I don't dare to take it out. I picked up a thunder sword of the middle fairy weapon and make do with it."

"Brother Tian, where are we going?"

Tang Fei followed Nanmen Feng for a long time. He didn't see his intention to start, so he couldn't help asking.

"Let's find a place where the smell of blood is not strong. I think red clothes are very clean. It's not difficult to find him. Let's go."

Nanmen Feng talks about Zhong Ling. He has some revenge in his heart. Xiuzhen alliance is definitely not a good thing!

"Red clothes, I'm here. Your place is very clean. I like it very much. At your unreasonable request, I'll show you my strength."

After walking for several days, nanmenfeng finally came to the Taoist altar of Hongyi Dashao and looked at Hongyi Dashao with thunder sword in hand.

"My wife likes to be clean. Borrow a place."

The maple at the South Gate said a few words and immediately lit the powder keg.

"Deceive people too much! Kill me with anger!"

Those people of Xiuzhen alliance immediately swooped down with knives and guns. They cut at the South Gate Maple with random knives and guns.

"Elder martial brother, what are you doing? It's convenient for us to clean up one by one if we don't annoy them!"

"Shut up, you. It's so hard. I just want to try and see what the results of these years of hard work are!"

When the first knife was about to hit, Nanmen Maple finally moved.

Raise your hand and blow out a palm at will. The feeling of long absence is back!

The power in the meridians is like ten thousand horses galloping.

The effect of pulse technique is really excellent.

Boom! After a dull noise, the people who rushed up flew out one after another. For example, the spilled vegetable basin threw out a hodgepodge, and the colorful figures hit the Taoist altar one after another, and were bounced off by the prohibition light curtain on the Taoist altar.

"Thank you for your prohibition, otherwise my wife will not be used to soiling the Taoist altar."

Nanmen Feng slapped down, and the faces of those people were very ugly, and their facial muscles twitched constantly, such as looking at the monster looking at him.

"Don't be afraid. My wife can even clean up me. She hasn't done it yet."

Red clothes looked at the flying classmates in the light curtain, and a light flashed in his eyes. Finally, he was willing to stand up.

"Hum! It's just a deserter of the garbage sect. What's crazy? It's also important to work alone these days. There's no drink in the northwest wind! End the battle for me!"

The red clothes fluttered. Although the big sword in his hand was not out of its scabbard, his words were as powerful as ten thousand forces, and there was a sound when he hit the ground.

Those people didn't dare to obey orders. They formed a circle and formed a strange array.

"Yo, do you want to end the array? In front of you, Grandpa Chen is the ancestor who plays the array! Boys, give it to me!"

When Nanmen Maple saw that the array really had some doorways, he waved and three Nanmen Maple suddenly appeared!

"Incarnation outside the body!"

As soon as he saw three South Gate maples in front of him, his face turned white and soon calmed down again.

"It's impossible. The friars in JunJing haven't even married Yuanying. Where did the Yuanshen split into avatars? It's just magic! Let's go and abolish them!"

As soon as the people in the array heard the order, their movements were neat and uniform, and a huge bow suddenly appeared in front of the array.

The bow is a huge bow and the arrow is a huge arrow. It looks scary!

"I want you to taste the power of the killing arrow!"

Red clothes seems to have seen the appearance of Nanmen Maple kneeling for mercy and staring at Nanmen Maple coldly.

"Over the past two years, this killing arrow has defeated countless madmen, and you are not the only one. If you retreat automatically, maybe I will take a glance at you in the future, otherwise, I will abolish you now and go out and kill you again!"

The wild talk made the huge bow tremble slightly.

"No, if I can take your arrow, will you let me out of the Taoist world? After all, I'm tired of killing too many people these years."

The three parts of Nanmen maple are eager to try, and the weapons in his hand have been sonorous and loud.