In this troubled world of demons and monsters, my skills have been maxed out all the way

Hundred miles of rocky beach, do not return to Ze.

It is a place where darkness is dense and miasma breeds, and it is necessary to raise 120,000 points of spirit here, because if you are not careful, you will fall into the darkness, or you will have miasma in your body.

Therefore, Buguize is a place where people are inaccessible and birds and beasts are extinct

! There is not much else here, only a large number of poisonous insects and poisonous snakes that are amazingly poisonous

! If it is usual, it is normal to not see a person for a few years, but today Buguize is very lively, and a large group of warriors have come!

Jiang Wen and Pang Qi soon flew to Buguize, and saw this strange place from a distance.

The flowers and trees that do not return to the river are dull in color, revealing a hint of black, which is a manifestation of long-term exposure to toxins.

From a distance, a faint layer of mist was always shrouded in the sky over the Restless Ze within a radius of several tens of miles

! This layer of mist was a miasma, and the poison was very violent!

A group of warriors rushed to the edge of the Refusal Ze and stopped one after another.

It was difficult for a low-level martial artist to resist the attack of the miasma, and when he saw this misty miasma, his brows furrowed.

"This miasma is more troublesome

, and if you don't get it rashly, you will be poisoned!" "Hmph, I'm inexperienced, how can I go out and not bring some antidote pills and anti-poison pills

with me?" "So you just have it on you?"

"Of course!"

"Ahem, this brother, I'm willing to pay some money to buy your anti-poison pill, I don't know you..."

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" The

low-level martial artists didn't bring the poison avoidance pill, they could only stare at the outside of Buguize, and the martial sects and martial saints didn't care about this.

It's just a miasma, they don't pay attention to it, and they are about to step forward into the Undenda of Return, when they suddenly see a figure walking in from the depths of the Undendow and blocking in front of everyone.

"Spread the order of Yan Zhiqiu, the king of the Northern Tyrants

!" "If you are not in the realm of Tianyuan, you must not trespass and will not return to Ze, and those who violate the order will be killed!" As

soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar

!"Fuck it! What do you mean by the Beiti Wang's Mansion? Why don't

you let us in?!" "I think you Beiti King just want to monopolize the opportunity in the Immortal Ze!" "

Shameless! It's really shameless!"

There are so many of us Martial Sect Martial Saints, I don't believe you can stop all of us!"

The sword-wielder who blocked everyone, even in the face of thousands of warriors, his momentum was not weak at all, he stood with a knife, and said as if he was in a hurry.

"The chance of not returning to Ze is not something you can touch, if you don't want to die, you better go back as soon as possible. "

Such a blatant seizure of the opportunity of not returning to Ze made the warriors who rushed here even more angry!"

"Aren't you afraid of committing public anger when you act like this in the Bei Warrior Palace?"

Facing the questioning of the warriors, the sword-wielding man said disdainfully: "The anger of the ants... Not the wrath of the crowd.

"Well, I'll give you a chance, and I'll let him in as long as someone can take my sword, how about it?"

A tower-like burly man walked out, his eyes red, his beard open, and his anger in front of him.

"Okay

!" "I, Li Xiuyang, will come to learn your tricks!"

After looking at this giant man who was about to challenge the knife wielder, the crowd of onlookers immediately became excited.

"Li Xiuyang is a martial saint of the realm king realm, and his strength should not be underestimated

!" "Brother Li, kill that fool for me

!" "Let him know how powerful we are!" Li

Xiuyang stood in front of the knife wielder, his height was three heads taller than the knife wielder, and the other party was like a child in front of him.

"Boy, you'll regret it. "Li Xiuyang's momentum is aggressive.

The knife bearer looked at Li Xiuyang with the eyes of a fool: "It is you who will regret it, not me."

Li Xiuyang pulled out the copper short stick behind him and slammed it down on the opponent's head! The martial saint struck with all his strength, and the short stick broke through the heavy air flow with the power of ten thousand jun, stirring up a gust of wind

! The purple stick shadow flashed, and it suddenly paused at a position close to the four fingers of the knife wielder's head, unable to move an inch

! The knife wielder just raised the long knife and put it on top of his head, and easily blocked Li Xiuyang's short stick!

"

Die in peace. The

murderous intent in the eyes

of the knife bearer flashed away, Li Xiuyang secretly said that something was wrong, and he was about to retreat, but it was too late! A purple thunderbolt flashed, and Li Xiuyang was cut into two pieces obliquely

! The two remnants of the corpse fell to the ground, and a trace of lightning jumped on the corpse, and a faint scorched aura spread!

"Li Xiuyang was actually killed by one blow

?" "Electric mangdao qi?" I remembered, he was the purple electric yin thunder knife Yan Di!"

"Yan Xia, I remember that he was the guard of Yan Zhiqiu, the king of the Northern Tyrants, and he was a master of the half-step Tianyuan!" "I remember

that he blocked a sneak attack for the Northern Tyrant King more than ten years ago and was seriously injured, didn't they all say that he was dead? How could he still be

alive?" "Is it really him! He is still alive?"

Seeing that this half-step Tianyuan was still alive, the warriors outside the Outer Plains looked at each other and hesitated for a while.

The strength of the half-step Tianyuan should not be underestimated, if it was just an ordinary Martial Saint, he would only be killed by it in an instant!

It was impossible to force his way through, and Li Xiuyang, the Martial Saint of the Realm King Realm, was a living example.

Looking at Li Xiuyang's somewhat charred body, the faces of the warriors were very ugly.

One of the guards of the Northern Warrior King, Yan Xia, just one person and one sword, forcibly stopped thousands of warriors, so that these people did not dare to break into the Immortal Ze.

When these people hesitated, a figure flew from a distance, flew straight over Yan Di's head, and fell into the depths of the Undai Ze.

Just now, there was a faint Tianyuan aura on that person's body, and he was a madman who chased and killed the blood-clothed killer Long Huayang many days ago... Beiluo

Shimen!"That person is Beiluo Shimen, he chased and killed Long Huayang and came back?" "Long Huayang

was really killed by him?"

"I don't know, maybe..."

A group of martial artists watched Beiluo Shimen enter the Immortal Ze without hindrance, and there was a slight trace of envy in their hearts.

This is the treatment of the Tianyuan Realm.

Yan Di glanced at the figure of the Beiluo Master Gate flying into the Immortal Ze, his face was expressionless, and then he turned his head to look at the more than 1,000 martial artists, his tone was full of indifference.

"I'll say it again, you can't enter the realm of Tianyuan!" The

expressions on the faces of the warriors outside Bugui Ze were very exciting, unwilling, resentful, angry, jealous, hateful... For a time, all living beings were in a different state

! After the Northern Fall Division, more and more Tianyuan arrived one after another

! Hundred-footed Wang Rong Xingzhou

! Yan Yanqian of the Great Qian Imperial Family

! Human Demon Chu Tiange

! Five-color Sect Holy Maiden Di Ying!

Looking at the figures drilling into it one after another, the onlookers were dumbfounded.

These are all big names that they usually rarely see, and they have encountered so many in one breath today.

With the arrival of more and more Tian Yuan, the warriors outside Bugui Ze became more and more anxious.

Looks like...... This time, it seems that I really can't even drink the soup.

Chu Xiu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said to Jiang Wen indignantly: "Brother Jiang, I'm afraid we really can't count on the opportunity not to return to Ze."

Jiang Wen turned his head to look at Chu Xiu, who was standing next to him, and said with a smile: "Why don't I try it." With that

, Jiang Wen walked out of the crowd and walked straight towards Yan Xia.

Chu Xiu was taken aback, Jiang Wen was going to challenge Yan Xia, this matter must not be done!

"Brother Jiang, don't go, come back quickly!" Jiang

Wen didn't care about the shouting behind him, his steps didn't stop at all, and he came straight to Yan Xia.

Yan Di was surprised, he had just hacked one to death, but he didn't expect another one to run out who was not afraid of death.

glanced at Jiang Wen and found that the other party was just a martial saint of the Manifest Saint Realm, with a hint of mockery on his face.

"What, you also want to try my knife technique?"

Jiang Wen smiled faintly: "I don't want to, please let me excuse me."

Yan Di was almost laughed at by Jiang Wenqi, I'm afraid this is not a second fool.

Just as he was about to take action to teach the other party a little lesson, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted on Jiang Wen's

body! Yan Xia's whole body stiffened, he felt that he was facing an ancient fierce beast!

The knife in his hand almost fell to the ground without holding it steady!

Yan Xia's face was frightened, and he spit out two words with great difficulty.

"Oh my God... Meta?".