The perfect double undercover

"boom!"

The ground shook, and two more figures appeared, one was the returning ropeway, and the other was Wu Kun, a member of the Six Little Emperors. The two of them came hand in hand, shaking all directions.

"Are the members of the Imperial Clan planning to join forces?" Some people were horrified.

This is extremely rare. In the history of foreign lands, only the He Ancestor at the end of the last era had his Imperial Clan members treat him like this. Now, that person has almost become the Immortal King.

Will another creature like that appear at the end of this era?

"Get up and give you a chance!"

A corpse was thrown out and fell under Qingkun's head.

"You are not ashamed to speak. If it were in the outside world, I would turn around and leave. Under the suppression here, do you think you can challenge the majesty of the three imperial clans!" Wu Kun said, his voice reverberating like a heavenly drum, shocking the blood in the bodies of the people watching, and the whole body was full of blood. People can't help but want to collapse.

"That was my carelessness!" Qingkun reorganized his body, his eyes flashed, and the several terrifying sword lights on his body made him unbearable pain and became even more ferocious.

"Don't give him a chance. The sword in his eyes is terrifying. It's the three unparalleled sword techniques!" Qing Kun said in a message.

Wu Kun is very serious and steady, and his whole body exudes peerless edge.

But Bai Ye rushed out in an instant, too strong, his wildness was full of demonic nature, and his whole body was exuding the terrifying brilliance of the avenue.

"Boom!"

The entire sky and earth were filled with dense sword lights. Each sword was thousands of meters long. They were directly connected to the sky and the earth. The creatures watching the battle were frightened and fled away.

That was Wu Kun. He was over one foot tall and had an exceptionally majestic physique. He moved his hands, his purple hair flying, his eyes as cold as swords, like a domineering and peerless demon god. The light of the knife.

On his body, the sacrificial sounds echoed, just like the sounds made by the creatures of all races when they worshiped the immortal king. They were vast and majestic, ancient and vicissitudes of life. They were the embodiment of the Taoist charm contained in the blood of the descendants of the ancient ancestors of the race, manifested through Wu Kun A little bit.

"Boom!"

A figure flashed over, he came to bully Wu Kun, and whipped his leg on Wu Kun. The white light was so blazing that he almost cut off the opponent completely while kicking him away from the waist.

It was too fast. The Little Fairy King appeared out of thin air and no one could notice it. But at this time, the ropeway had also arrived. He had been on guard. Taking advantage of the moment, he destroyed the world with one punch and hit the Little Fairy King's head.

The fist intention was so terrifying. It exuded five-color divine light and was wrapped in dense ancient symbols. It was the embodiment of the supreme ancestral skill. In the upper fist, there was a terrifying scene of the world being destroyed and the immortals and demons falling.

The Little Immortal King turned around in an instant, raised his fist and struck forward. With one punch, the sound of the Immortal Sutra echoed, the four evils rumbled, and the destructive energy was like a raging flame burning the world. It was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.

"Crack!"

A fist was blown open, and immediately after, a figure flew backwards, his chest was hit, and there was a large dent, and no one knew how many bones in his body were broken.

"Eternity is empty!"

Bai Ye caught up in an instant and hit the head of the ropeway with a palm. Without even looking, his body moved sideways. Time flew in the air. Behind him, the palm of the knife split the sky and destroyed everything. The light of the knife was thousands of miles long. , as if to split the universe, even the fragments of time are cut open.

"Demon swallows the world!"

Qingkun roared, manifested his true form, and turned into a demonic bird that covered the sky, blocking the front. He was well prepared, but he was not swallowing the white night, but opening his mouth to swallow the sky. The space was dim, everything withered, the sun and the moon The stars seemed to be swallowed up.

It was a phantom vision, not a real thing. Qingkun obviously couldn't do that, but it was also terrifying. The Heaven-Swallowing Imperial Clan claimed to be able to release as much as they swallowed. It could swallow all things, as well as time and space. , can swallow both tangible and intangible things, and when released again, it will form an extremely terrifying killing technique.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Three swords in a row fell out of Bai Ye's eyes. One sword was filled with silver light, as if it was about to tear the universe apart. One sword shone with five colors, one sword was filled with seven-colored auspicious light. A treasure technique evolved, and two entities were struck out at the moment. The heaven and the earth were cut open.

At the same time, he pinched his hands and raised his leg to sweep back, like a real dragon waving its tail. On that leg, the sound of the immortal sutra echoed, and the golden runes were like a waterfall, turning into an immortal dragon to wrap around.

"Boom!"

One after another, the sword light was collapsing. Wu Kun's pupils shrank and his eyelids were twitching wildly.

"White Night World Destruction Technique!"

It was a whisper, with one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground, with both hands clasped together, countless time and space runes surged, intertwined with order, and turned into a huge figure to suppress it.

At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. A figure in white raised his hand and pressed down. Around him, big stars were densely packed, and the river of time flowed from his waist. Billions of living beings knelt around him, constantly moaning piously.

Everyone's scalp was numb when they saw this scene. The figure was too huge. With a palm pressed down, everything was collapsing, all living beings were perishing, and one big world after another seemed to be decaying.

But what was even more shocking was that Wu Kun was shot away, and his entire body withered instantly, and his energy, blood, energy and spirit were deprived of him by the years.

"this……"

All the creatures were holding their breath nervously, and their blood was surging as they watched. The Little Immortal King was so tough that they couldn't describe it.

He single-handedly swept through the Imperial Clan, devastating his opponents. He was like an invincible God of War, proving his strength with his actions in a short period of time.

"Roar!"

Qingkun got rid of the Immortal Golden Sword, and the wounds on his body were deep enough to show the bones. He came to kill him, and a prehistoric demon bird appeared behind him. But when he saw the scene around him clearly, his whole soul trembled, and he stood completely stunned on the spot.

The ropeway was beaten into a child, hiding in a corner and shivering. Wu Kun only had one breath left and lay motionless on the ground. The originally strong demonic body was like a dried corpse. The contrast was extremely terrifying. .

There was only one figure walking towards him with a calm expression. Beneath that unhurried figure, his steps were natural. Every step he took was like a knock on Qingkun's mind, making him pale, weak, and even more bitter in his heart. It's extremely difficult to raise the slightest will to fight.

This made him couldn't help but think of a sentence: There are only two races in the world, the Imperial race and the other races. The other races are not at the same level as us at all.

This standard is used by them to distinguish between the Imperial Clan and those under the Imperial Clan, which shows how arrogant they are. But now, this standard has been distinguished by others' actions.

"I gave you a chance, but you guys are just average."

Bai Ye brushed past Qingkun, spoke calmly, and glanced sideways. The indifferent sight made Qingkun's legs feel weak and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.

But Bai Ye did not take action again, but put away the two fairy gold sword embryos and left directly.

"When the Little Fairy King walked over, I couldn't help but worry for Qingkun..." Someone secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, not knowing whether he was frightened or sweating for Qingkun.

The three imperial clans were beaten into dogs in an instant. The terrifying and devastating combat power was like a brand, deeply ingrained in people's hearts and making it unforgettable for everyone.

This is no longer scary, but frightening!