Making Great Fortune Overnight

War will begin! The seven great masters of Shenxu, the voice and prestige shock the world, let people hear it in awe.

Seven lights, hovering in front of Huyan mountain, show seven men and women. They are surrounded by thunder and lightning, misty in white, or King Kong. Each momentum is earth shaking, and one's magic power is powerful and suffocating.

Especially in front of the seven, a middle-aged man in black has caught everyone's attention. The man simply stood there, a light, but as if to cover the other six people.

The real man!

The first person in the virtual world!

"Fu Zhu Zhenzhen, ancient Zhenjun, Taigu cult leader I'm a good boy. There are four lords of the seventh patriarchal clan and three supreme elders. All of them are magnates. It's been a long time since we were gods. "

At the foot of the mountain, someone sighed.

Countless people look up and marvel. The seven people in front of them basically represent the most powerful power of the God void world. Seven people together, enough to push everything flat. In particular, the real man of Fu Zhu didn't make a move for hundreds of years, but his strength and accomplishments are worthy of being the first in God.

"This Huyan mountain is just a mountain peak. However, three hundred years ago, it has other implications since it repeatedly made an appointment with its opponents. It represents the top of the God empty earth immortal. "

The old man of Qingshui Education said: "over the past three hundred years, the real man of Fu Zhu has fought nine opponents on the top of Huyan mountain, and won nine battles. Seven of them were killed and two were injured. I'm afraid today is the tenth battle."

When the girl in green hears the speech, she is cold in her heart and can't help worrying about Qin Lang.

"Whoosh."

I saw a man in black walking up to the top of Huyan mountain. A cold voice came from the sky:

? Please come to the top of the mountain for a talk

Countless eyes converge on Qin Lang by the river.

All of them, including Guruo Buddha and others, looked bleak. Qin Lang even cut down the giant of shangzong. Guruo Buddha and other people would like to frustrate Qin Lang and bring ashes to the ashes. If it had not been in the face of the real man, he would have done it.

"Master."

To this juncture, smile finally can not stop heart worry, small face pale look.

"Don't worry. Let's see how your master can subdue Shenxu with one hand."

Qin Lang laughs and rolls his sleeves.

Boom!

A water dragon rises from the Longjiang river. Qin Lang steps on the dragon head and soars upward. The surging water of Longjiang River finally turned into a water column, which is ten thousand meters high.

Qin Lang set foot on it all the way to the top of Huyan mountain.

People who saw this scene had their pupils shrinking. Even the seven masters of the school also frowned slightly. Although they have not seen Qin Lang's hand, it means that Qin Lang has the ability to be equal with them.

"When did Shenxu world come out of such a metamorphosis, so young, with amazing strength."

The leader of the thousand sects was astonished.

He was dressed in an ancient robe of a priest, a broad band of e-guan, and stepped on the sky dragon to control the sky. In his eyes, there seemed to be a lot of pupil shining, strange and abnormal.

"No matter how strong he is, he is not an opponent of real people." Silver Pheasant Fairy Light way.

"That's nature. The head of the sect was invincible 300 years ago. Three hundred years later, even the old monk can not see the depth of the Taoist Guruo Buddha held the rosary and said with a low eyebrow.

The voice at the foot of the mountain, the saint in the north and so on, all looked up and worried about the future.

This century's first world war will eventually open, but few people have confidence in Qin Lang. They are all just praying that Qin Lang will not die.

"Bang."

On the top of Huyan mountain, there is a hundred Zhangs around. Qin Lang steps on it, just like stepping on a steel plate, making a clear metal sound.

At this time, there was only a man in black at the top of the mountain, with his back to Qin Lang. It's like a towering mountain.

This man is the real man who is trying to put the man to death.

"Qin Nanzong, you shouldn't have come."

In the past three hundred years, there have been nine people who have climbed the top of Huyan mountain. Only two of them have survived, and the remaining seven have died here. No matter how many famous people they have in front of them, they have been quiet for a long time now, and few of them know it. You are still young. If you are qualified to climb this mountain in a hundred years, you will be my opponent. "

"Oh, really?"

Qin Lang declined to comment.

"There are only two ways for you to commit crimes against me. You can either enter the hall of ambush, plant the forbidden spirit, and never betray. Or die The real man said calmly, as if the gods were deciding the life and death of mortals.

"You are not qualified."

Qin Lang sneered.

"Stubborn."

The real man Fu Zhu murmured, and his tone was always quiet: "the Huyan mountain is just a strange peak. But I searched ancient books and practiced in Jielu beside it for 100 years, but I knew that it was really an invincible artifact, but I didn't know whether it was the weapon of Huyan Shenjun. Today, this magic weapon is finally infected with the blood of the common people. "

With that, the real man turned his head.Stab!

In the void, it seems that there are two flashes of lightning. It is almost impossible to describe the face of the real man, who is very ordinary, but his eyes are as sharp as the sword of heaven.

The air was cut open by his eyes, and the air was making a hissing sound.

The real man of Fu Zhu didn't use a trace of strength. It was just the unexpected release of the sword in the spirit that caused such a spectacle. It can be seen how powerful and powerful he is.

"Three hundred years. How long has no one dared to talk to me like this? You are the first one. I'll keep your whole body. "

The long hair of the real man Fu Zhu fluttered, and the sword light in his eyes became more and more prosperous. A momentum of overwhelming momentum, from his body rose rapidly, quickly beyond the garrison sword immortal, to an unimaginable level, filling the world.

The whole Huyan mountain top, even the air condenses.

The vitality around us is not flowing at all. The real man of Fu Zhu stands there. This hundred Zhang square is just like his field. Any power is controlled by him. The earth immortals here will be shocked to find that they can not guide the vitality of heaven and earth, as if they were knocked down from the realm of heaven and man.

Control!

It is said that the golden elixir can control the heaven and earth at one time, and all of them are divine regions. Although the real man of Fu Zhu didn't come to this realm, he also touched the edge of the golden elixir. It's not a real field, but it's also a pseudo domain.

Seeing this scene, most of the earth immortals are still confused.

However, Guruo Buddha and others are still looking at each other. They are all late Dixian, very close to the golden elixir, naturally know what this represents.

"According to legend, all the immortals have their own fields. If we stand in the field, we will not invade and never break the enemy. I didn't expect that the Taoist master came to this step, and the old monk was willing to bow down. "

Guruo Buddha sighed.

The Silver Pheasant fairy gave a faint smile and looked at Qin Lang like a dead man. Basically, those who are weaker than the real man of the ambush will not be able to live or die once they fall into this pseudo realm.

However, what surprised her happened. Qin Lang was not controlled by the breeze. Instead, he laughed contemptuously:

"is that all you can do?"

"Eh?"

On the calm and calm face of the real man, a trace of suspicion finally appeared.

He seems to have never thought that Qin Lang was so easy to break away from his control. However, I don't know that if he faced such a powerful situation before he closed down, Qin Lang could only break it by force. But now, even if the golden elixir comes personally, he may not be able to trap Qin Lang.

However, the real man of Fu Zhu was the first one in the spirit of emptiness. He did not panic at all. He drank softly:

"Ning!"

Boom!

At this time, the original frozen energy seems to turn into steel, and instantly condenses into a block. If we say that before, Huyan peak was the bottom of the water and it was difficult to move, now it is the deepest part of the sea floor. The pressure is so great that it is a steel plate, which will be pressed into pieces of paper.

The Silver Pheasant fairy has cold eyes.

Knowing that he is a husband, he finally gave his best shot. If ordinary Dixian once again, I am afraid it will be directly crushed into meat cakes by the terrible vitality of heaven and earth, even the body of Dixian is as fragile as tissue paper.

But Qin Lang's face did not change, and pointed to such as a knife, in the air.

"Broken."