The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Hei Huang was about to open his mouth when a cultivator beside him saw the cute little girl Qin Yaofan Dudu, which reminded him of his granddaughter who had just started to walk with Yiyi.

"Hehe, little girl, don't underestimate the person who is confronting Yaochi Daojun, no, it is a demon to be precise, it is the contemporary young master of the demon blood crow clan, and he has already had four realms not long after he was born. The cultivation of the realm, it is said that he even has the blood of the ancient golden crow in his body, with the continuous improvement of his cultivation, he may transform into the ancient golden crow in the future~!"

The black emperor directly expressed his disdain for the monk's words, secretly speaking to the little girl, "Don't listen to his nonsense, if this little crow in the sky can really transform into an ancient golden crow, hehe, this emperor can become a generation of demons. Emperor, bah, even if this emperor becomes a demon emperor, this little crow is still a crow~!"

Realizing that he was comparing himself with this stray-haired crow, Hei Huang felt that the price had dropped and changed his words.

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The holy son of Yaochi, the purple-clothed young Daojun looked at the young man standing in front of him indifferently, with a hint of dissatisfaction between his eyebrows, "Get out of the way, don't force me to do it~!"

"Jie Jie, since I was born, the world has talked about how the innate Taoist body is, but I don't believe it, the young master of the blood crow. Today, let me, the young master of the demon clan, step on your innate Taoist embryo to achieve my prestige, with you The blood of my blood crow has created the supreme demon power of my blood crow young master~!"

As soon as the Blood Raven Young Master said these words, many human monks below were immediately displeased.

You, the young master of the demon clan, came to our human territory, and we would be polite for not doing anything to you. As a result, you boldly said that you want to kill the innate Taoist body of the human race. How can everyone endure this?

"Yao Chi Daojun cleans him up and makes him look good~!"

"That is, the human race divine body is inviolable, let them go where the monster race comes from, I really think that my human race innate Taoist body is taken to see~!"

The people below were furious. Although there were quite a few dragons and monks at the Sendai level, they couldn't make a move. This was a battle for the younger generation. The demons look down on the humans.

Not far below the confrontation between Daojun Yaochi and Young Master Blood Crow, a man with a long sword and a black hair tied with a ribbon at will is looking up at the sky with his hands on his back.

Beside him is a young monk in a golden cassock, "Don't you plan to organize the sword donor? After all, the two above are invited by you!"

The young monk has a warm smile and a convincing charm in his words.

The black-haired man carrying the long sword turned his head, and there was a flash of sword light between the sword eyebrows and the stars, and the temperament of the whole person was as sharp as a sharp sword.

This surprised the young monk, secretly thinking that this person is more powerful than the rumors.

"Hehe, what Wuxin Buddha said, even the sympathetic Western Desert Buddhist Buddha did not go to stop it, why should I go up to stop it, not to mention, Wuxin Buddha is also curious about the combat power of the innate Taoist body? ~!"

"Amitabha, good is good~!"

Seeing the innate sword body of the fluctuating light directly clarifying his mind, the young monk who was called Wuxin Buddha folded his hands together and silently said a Buddha name.

The two of them were the innate sword body Sword Thirteen of Yaoguang, the organizer of the Rising Dragon Society, and Wuxin Buddha from Western Desert Buddhism.

Chapter [-] One Pointing to Death [For Flowers For Collection]

Hearing Wuxin Buddha reciting the Buddha's name silently, Xiantian Sword Body Sword Thirteen turned around and looked at Yaochi Daojun and Yaozu's Blood Crow Young Master who was about to start.

"Wuxin Buddha thinks who will win between the two, why don't we take a gamble~!"

With his back facing Wuxin Buddha, the long sword behind the Xiantian Sword Body Sword Thirteen made a clanking sound.

"Sword benefactors, don't make jokes, monks are not allowed to gamble, and why do you ask knowingly, is it destined to end together soon after the beginning~!"

Wuxin Buddha asked rhetorically, and did not directly answer the bet, but also called the result in words.

"Haha, as expected, the hero sees the same thing, the Buddha thinks the same as me~!"

"The innate Taoist body will win steadily, and the young master of the blood crow will lose!"

This sentence, Xiantian Sword Body Sword Thirteen said sonorously and powerfully, with a tone that does not allow the slightest doubt.

Just how many pieces can you solve the opponent?I am very curious about the combat power of the Innate Dao Body!

"You are not my opponent~!"

The crowd below was furious. After all, Yaochi Daojun said to the young master of the monster blood crow on the opposite side. Based on his perception, he naturally felt that there were many spiritual senses in the void who were deliberately exploring his true combat power.

He didn't want to expose it too early, he had to know that many gods and kings coexisted in the world, and the innate Taoist body was not dominant, so he had to fight it not far away.

"Hahaha..., the dignified human race is afraid of the innate Taoist body, as long as you want me to kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy, then it's okay for this young master to let you go~!"

The blood crow young master's words are a bit too much, but he doesn't know it at all.

The next moment, I saw a pair of gray palms stretched out from his black robe and grabbed it directly at Yaochi Daojun. The place where the palms turned into claws brought a whistling wind, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.

When Zai appeared, it was only half a meter away from Yaochi Daojun's eyebrows. Looking at the posture, he was going to kill Yaochi Daojun directly.

The sudden attack caused the people below to not react at all. While scolding the blood crow young master for being sinister and vicious, he also secretly worried about the Ziyi Daojun of Yaochi.

Such a close distance, or a sudden attack from the same realm, is it possible for him to escape?

Some female monks who couldn't bear to see the cruel scene that followed had closed their eyes.

"Despicable~!"

The long sword behind Jian Shisan trembled. As a pure sword cultivator, he was open and aboveboard.

If the human race innately died under such a sneak attack, his Sword Thirteen would not mind wielding the Enlightenment Sword behind him to kill the Blood Raven Young Master above the sky.

Above the sky, just when the gray claws were still a finger away from Yaochi Daojun's eyebrows, the purple-clothed boy's eyes were filled with anger.

"Go away~~!"

A loud roar that sounded like nine heavens came out of Daojun's mouth, and the strong sound wave it brought up was so hard that the gray-white claws couldn't get an inch.

At this time, the gray and white claws were like being blocked by space, and they quietly floated in front of Daojun's eyes.

It seems that he doesn't like being pointed at his eyebrows like this, and Daojun moved.

The slender fingers stretched out and directly touched the palm of the entire claws, and the purple light suddenly rose, only to hear a muffled groan, "Hey~!"