Myriad Worlds Military System

Old Wang Ba was a little numb by Chen Jun and Nianyi. Although he didn't have a scalp, he still had a bad feeling.

Because the eyes of Chen Jun and Nianyi are exactly the eyes of the hunter looking at the prey.

At the same time, the gazes of divine consciousness from dozens of miles away, or hundreds of miles, thousands of miles away are intertwined.

"That is the supreme sacred tortoise of the sage's peak level, invincible defense, maddening, and terrifying."

A great master who had been sitting alone for a hundred years slowly spoke, and pointed out the strength of the giant tortoise.

"This is the predecessor of the sacred tortoise of My Immortal Sword Sect, Gui Changsheng, the peak existence of the sage level, it is the guardian beast of my Sword Sect, but is it said that it has been sitting down thousands of years ago?"

An Immortal Sword Sect Great Neng said with excitement and awkwardness, as if he was showing off his Immortal Sword Sect.

"Hey, what if you are the saint of the Immortal Sword Sect? You haven't been taken prey by that strong man."

There was a loose repair power who felt uncomfortable, and could not help but sarcastically said.

"You, you, Heishi Sanren, An dare to deceive me the Fairy Sword Sect like this, dare to fight with me?"

Xianjianmen Da Neng was anxious and shouted angrily.

"Hey, Zichen "slut", it's so difficult for my Black Stone to be afraid that you won't be able to make a fairy sword?"

Heishi Sanren didn't persuade him, he was also an extremely powerful existence in the power of casual cultivation, and he had a great chance. He had won half of the holy soldiers, but he was not afraid of Dao Zichen at all.

At this moment, the Dacheng King who had been sitting alone for a hundred years condensed his eyes, interrupting Heishi Sanren, the Taoist Zichen, and shouted:

"Well, don't make any noise, the boy is going to do it."

Everyone was staring into the distance, and the two people who were arguing just now and were about to do something also stopped talking, not daring to be presumptuous, and looked at them honestly.

The hearts of all the mighty powers, half-step mighty powers and even the Dao Slayer King were filled with all kinds of speculations, guessing what kind of trump card Chen Jun had, and dared to want to kill Saint.

Chen Jun also knew that someone would look at him somewhere, but he didn't care.

I saw Chen Jun took out the Blue Feather Sword from the system space and held it in his right hand. Uh, don’t get me wrong, Chen Jun wouldn’t think that he would fight a pinnacle sage just holding a saint-level weapon. reality.

Even if the old king is weak at this time, he is still a saint, and even a pinnacle saint, which is by no means a saint-level saint sword that can contend.

The reason why Chen Jun took the Blue Feather Sword from the system space was entirely to pretend to be compelling, only to improve his compelling rating.

Don’t you see, the countless protagonists of the heavens and thousands of realms swung their swords to cut down thousands of enemies, and how domineering they wielded their swords to level thousands of miles. The sentence "sword energy is 30,000 miles across, and one sword shines on 19 continents" is so powerful.

Chen Jun stood on the sword with his hand in his hand and used the magic sword to guard against thunder. His long black hair and white shirt fluttered in the wind, like a sword fairy.

I saw Chen Jun opened his mouth and vomited lightly:

"Xiaoyi, help my elder brother straighten his hair. The hair covers my eyes."

Everyone fell apart, together for a long time, facing a supreme being at the level of a saint, we all took off our pants, just show us this?

But Nianyi is still very good, her brother's face cannot be refuted, and she also likes this kind of intimacy.

Nianyi obediently helped Chen Jun straighten his hair, his hair that can cover his eyes against the wind.

Everyone: Yes, you can make a good knife at a young age. The old man sees that you are talented and smart, and you have wonderful bones. Would you like to worship me as a teacher? Give you eighteen styles of professional mending.

A group of great powers looked at the old Wang Ba, whose eyes were flushed because they were ignored by Chen Jun Nianyi, and secretly complained.

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"Cough cough", the author, ah, it was Chen Jun who coughed lightly, and with his left hand pulled the Emperor Soldier Nian Shen from his waist, preparing to revive the Emperor Soldier slightly.

Of course, Chen Jun felt that he should be kind and pure, and he had never thought of using imperial soldiers to blast the old king to death.

Chen Jun thinks that he should be regarded as a businessman, and the purpose of a businessman is to benefit. If there is no benefit, you can't get it early, and maximize the benefit.

But if you use the Forbidden God Ring for this purpose, it seems a bit unworthy. After all, the strength of this old king's eight sage peak is okay, but it won't last long.

That's not a big deal. The main reason is that this old **** is really ugly and has no compelling style at all. It is completely embarrassing and tasteless to take it out. For Chen Jun, who is not for the pursuit of compelling, the mount is at least the holy level, it is completely It has no effect at all.

Chen Junmo rubbed his mind and smiled faintly.

It is strange to say that this thought sinking is not recognized by the system, but Chen Jun can still fully recover it without putting in anything.

Chen Jun guessed that most of this thought Shen Zhong should still have the obsession of its original owner, and this obsession must be inseparable from his own.

Every time Chen Jun communicated with his thoughts, he could always feel a joyful emotion in him, even if it was a dead thing at all.

Of course, Chen Jun didn't use the system's identification ability to detect anything, nor did he want to detect anything, because Chen Jun felt that when he went to the perfect world in the future, everything would become clear naturally.

The emperor's soldiers recovered, and the great emperor's legal principles on the flute, like a jade, seemed to be turned into a series of rules, extremely terrifying, the terrifying emperor's might soared into the sky, pressing against the blue orb.

The old bastard's face changed drastically, and some of the pride he had just now disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the strong among the major forces on the earth also waited and watched. The powerful ancestors all woke up from their deep sleep, and there were even the presence of the king and half-holy.

"Hey, it's another prosperous age. The general trend is coming. I really don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. It is a pity that this remnant body is powerless to fight again, oh..."

In the ancient Han Dynasty, in Nanchong, Sichuan, deep in a wild forest, in an ancient tomb, there is a sigh of the saint king who has been sealed for thousands of years, and it seems to be full of endless melancholy.

He has exhausted his vitality and blood. Facing the great world, he has long since lost the impulsiveness that was the supreme arrogant arrogant when he was young. Time is indeed the most grueling and most challenging thing for Taoism.

Chen Jun's complexion was indifferent, he knew that there would be people looking at the emperor soldiers, but Chen Jun was not worried about someone taking the emperor soldiers, and he had enough confidence.

Under the heavenly path, even the emperor's supreme and the emperor's sacrament, even the legendary immortal, Chen Jun did not have any fear.

When it comes to that level, it is not possible to be born for a mere emperor to provoke a strong man who does not know the details.

Chen Jun smiled and said to Old Wang Ba in a self-confident tone:

"Old bastard, as long as you hand over all your treasures, I can still keep your whole body."

Turtle longevity burst of red eyes, looking ashen, (Author:? I do not know why, always want to Tucao himself, saying, bastard's face seem young black bar) the heart is very angry, but helpless, like ten thousand volcanoes at the same time you want It broke out, but found that he couldn't rush to the ground at all, and it was very uncomfortable.

No way, this blue orb is already his last heritage.

The blue orb was named Hanzhan Flood Dragon. It was obtained by chance and coincidence when a quasi-emperor Han Jiao was passed on. It was an extremely powerful quasi-emperor soldier.

After a while, finally, the old prince could no longer suppress his anger, and the aura of the saint peak exploded.

"Hum..."

The old Wang was so angry that he gathered thousands of meters of blood-red evil clouds, and his unwilling roar almost resounded through the sky, causing the people in Emei's area to be terrified and fearful, and the monks also looked sideways.

And the half-step great abilities, great abilities, and even the king of Taoism who have been watching the situation of Chen Jun's direction are even more desolate in their hearts, and can't tell what they feel.

Everyone knows that today the old king is probably in a disaster, and the existence of a saint is about to die before his eyes.

At this point, even the existence of the saint king was a little confused, and there was no way out. Not only the main road was cut off, but the saints could not escape death. They seemed to no longer belong to this era.

Chen Jun didn't know the confusion of the many powerful men on the earth, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't pay much attention to it.

The full recovery of the emperor soldier means that the high-ranking quasi emperor is invincible. Not to mention Chen Jun can revive the emperor soldier at any time. Behind Chen Jun, there is also the existence of Simba of the peak of the saint. In charge of the imperial army, the effect is not weak, at least it can be powerful against the Great Sage.

Chen Jun couldn't help sighing in his heart. Although he had just stepped into this different world, he could understand the unwillingness of the old man.

After thousands of years of asceticism, how many vicissitudes of life have gone through, how many hardships, how many thorns and twists, can we have everything we are today, but it has to turn into a bubble phantom. How can we be willing?

At this moment, Chen Jun didn't say any more to ask the old **** to surrender everything. That was an insult to the old bastard. Although Chen Jun was a little shameless, Chen Jun still disdains to do such things.

Chen Jun didn't say much, and gave Simba the quasi-emperor soldier Zijin Jiang Mozhu from Simba. The meaning was very simple, Simba understood in seconds.

Simba didn't say much, the Zijin Jiangma Pestle was originally Simba's item, so it wouldn't be sluggish when used.

Simba ran the Zijin down the magic pestle with all his strength, the mighty quasi-emperor might explode, and the immeasurable Buddha light seemed to cross the world.

The law and principle at the quasi-emperor level are constantly intertwined, and the power of Zijin descending the magic pestle seems to penetrate the entire world, and under Simba's control, it strikes a brilliant blow.

"Boom...bang..."

"Ah... I'm unwilling! I'm unwilling..."

For a moment, with the last unwilling roar of the turtle Changsheng, the world fell silent almost instantly, the world wept blood, all things rose and died, and the blood of the saint dyed the world red.

The Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth wailed, as if mourning the death of a saint.

Chen Jun quickly put away the sacred blood and corpse of the turtle longevity, and then mobilized Nian Shen to block the world, intercepting the Hanzhan Jiaozhu that was about to escape into the void because of the death of the old king, and put it away.

Then Chen Jun laughed. Chen Jun said that a big harvest was about to hit and he was ready.

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