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Obviously, the underworld knew the position of Tianya in the Nine Heavens God Realm, and when he first came to Yangjian, he sought out Tianya.

But what makes everyone puzzled is, is the underworld really that powerful?

"The master can't enter the Yangjian." The young man was very handsome and had a fair complexion, but the yin aura on his body was very uncomfortable.

No grievances and no grudges, but the feeling he gives everyone is disgust.

Perhaps this is what the gray-haired old man said, yin and yang are originally opposed, and even if there is no grievance or enmity, there will be conflicts after all.

"The prosperous age has not really come, and the power of yin and yang has not completely collapsed. It is normal for your master to not be able to enter the yang room for the time being." The gray-haired old man nodded.

"Merely junior! Do you want to die?!"

At this moment, the elders of the Poison Temple shouted out, with poisonous mist enveloping his body, and more runes spilled!

Everyone could see that this young man from the underworld had a low cultivation base, and only the uppermost respected the gods.

Moreover, everyone knew from his words that his master did not come.

This means that this boy from the underworld has no backing!

In that case, what is there to be afraid of? !

However, the gray-haired old man waved his hand, shook his head and said: "After all, there must be a rule, otherwise the world's creatures will all be extinct."

"The creatures in the underworld are all bullying their heads, don't you do it yet?" The elder of the Poison Temple looked ugly and said: "I will kill his disciple, what can I do!?"

"Using the big to bully the small, once this kind of thing is done...the consequences are very serious." The young young man smiled: "Since the big can bully the small, then you can slaughter mortals with the power of a monk."

"At that time, the two sides will go to war, but there will not be so many rules."

As soon as the young man's words came out, the elder of the Poison Temple condensed slightly, the poisonous mist on his body dissipated, and the runes receded.

Just because this boy is right!

The creatures in this world are not all monks, there are many mortals who have never cultivated!

And the number of mortals far exceeds that of monks!

Under normal circumstances, the battle between cultivators would not involve those mortals even if it turned upside down.

Just because mortals are the roots!

Every monk was a mortal before he had practiced!

If the mortal is extinct, the foundation of the monk will be gone!

"It's a matter of time before the yin and yang are at war, but...should there be a rule too?" The young man jokingly said, "If you don't follow the rules, then...the creatures of the two worlds will die out of ten."

"Okay, tell me what you're here for," the gray-haired old man said.

"Senior, from the underworld Da Liuyun, surnamed Fangtai, named Zhanyuan, the realm of the gods."

"Come here today, ordered by my master, to start the first battle."

After finishing speaking, Fang Tai Zhanyuan's gaze swept over Jiang Chen and others, then frowned, and muttered, "Is Yang Jian so weak now?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chen and the others' faces became unsightly.

What does it mean! ? Is the group mocking? !

"What!? Are you questioning my strength!?" The emperor stood up first, with a fierce aura on his body!

He is called the Son of Heaven, he claims to be the Son of Destiny, and his heart is arrogant. How can he be ridiculed by this kind of ridicule!

Furthermore, after the emperor entered the Shengshi Academy, his cultivation base rose greatly, and now he is one step short of entering the realm of titled gods!

He was arrogant and arrogant, coupled with his strength soaring, this made him more confident and proud.

"Heh..." Fang Tai Zhanyuan snorted and retreated to the open space in the distance. Then he beckoned at the emperor, with a look of contempt, and said: "Come on."

"This battle is the first battle I have fought for Yang Jian!" The emperor was very confident, and his hair was dancing wildly, rushing out!

He was like a real golden dragon. With a roar, he pushed his palm horizontally, and his golden divine power was like a tide, instantly submerging Fangtai Zhanyuan!

boom!

...

Along with the explosions, the golden power seemed to be burning, turning into a melting pot!

"The Wanyang Seal of Kunlun Mountain!"

"It seems that the emperor got the true biography of Kunlun Mountain!"

...

Many people marveled that Wanyang Seal is a technique of unpassing Kunlun Mountain!

According to legend, Wan Yang Yin has cultivated to the extreme, can draw the power of the sun and burn the world!

"That's it?"

Suddenly, a voice of extreme contempt came from the melting pot of golden power.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the furnace exploded, and Fang Tai Zhan Yuan appeared in front of everyone unharmed.

On his body, black mist was transpiring, and white frost was rising and falling under his feet.

Between the fingers, strands of cold light burst out like willow branches, crushing the last strand of golden power!

Then, without waiting for the emperor's reaction, a white long knife appeared in front of him out of thin air!

A knife fell, and the speed was so fast that the emperor had no time to react, so he was cut in the middle of his eyebrows!

puff!

...

After a muffled sound, everyone saw the emperor retreat, his eyebrows were cut open, his soul and soul were exposed, and he was almost cut to death with a single knife!

"It's too weak. Compared with my underworld, the Yangjian is really not enough to see." Fang Tai Zhanyuan jokingly said, "Is there anyone else?"

As soon as these words came out, the emperor stood up again, the wound at the center of his eyebrows healed, and said coldly: "Come again!"

"You have already lost." Fang Tai Zhanyuan whispered, "If it weren't for my mercy just now, you are now a corpse."

"No, maybe even the dead body won't be left."

Hearing this, the emperor suddenly became furious, his body bloomed with golden light, his hands were sealed, and he wanted to make another move!

But at this moment, the descendants of the Emperor Haotian stopped him, did not say ha, just shook his head.

The emperor's expression suddenly stiffened. He stared at the descendants of God Emperor Vast Sky in a daze, as if asking, am I really inferior to him?

"Why is this guy more mad than me?"

At this moment, if Xiao Xiao couldn't stand it anymore, he would take a step if he stepped out.

However, he was stopped by Jiang Chen.

Just because Jiang Chen could see clearly, he could also feel Fangtai Zhanyuan's strength!

The knife cut against the emperor just now is definitely not Fang Tai Zhan Yuan's true strength!

"Xiao Qingyi, among these people, you are the weakest now?" Jiang Chen suddenly said, smiling at Xiao Qingyi.

When Xiao Qingyi heard this, his old face blushed and he was quite embarrassed, but he had to admit that he is indeed the weakest among Jiang Liu and others.

It's just that after he became a god, he didn't give up his original profession and has been practicing the "dead" technique.

His practice is very slow. Although his realm has improved, it is still difficult to control the undead art with his divine power.

"Go and practice hands." Jiang Chen said: "Hone it up and treat it as a sharpening stone."

"What should I do if I was beaten to death?" Xiao Qingyi's face turned black and said: "Did you not see the knife just now? Almost killed the emperor!"

"Do you think he dared to kill people here? Or do you think that Tianya will let the disciples of Shengshi Academy die in his own academy?" Jiang Chen whispered, patted Xiao Qingyi on the shoulder, and said, "Go on."

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