Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Once again, the eight demons were born one after another to bring disaster to Kyushu. The same ancient style stood up and organized tens of millions of troops to counterattack the demons in Qingzhou. It was dark and dark. The audience was very impressed.

Then, the lower boundary of the five saints was defeated by the eight demons. It was still an ancient custom. Relying on magic tools, he forcibly promoted his cultivation to the level of the great saint and saved everyone.

He chased the demons into the underworld and split the eight ghost saints

Seeing here, who dares to say that his demon star is a curse? Who dares to say that he will ruin the world?

Although the ancient style is a demon star and is not tolerated by people all over the world, it goes through life and death for people all over the world.

Who can have such a mind?

Who dare not admire?

Boom!

There are millions of people who have died at his hands.

In contrast, the wronged souls who came to find the ancient wind to claim their lives are more terrible, because they include the eight ghost saints and the just dead Xing Qiuyun saints.

Among them, there are dozens of God kings and hundreds of true gods

Although Xing Qiuyun is a great saint, there are no great saints who died in his hands. There are two or three little saints who have just entered the saint level. In terms of his brilliant achievements, he is far worse than the old style.

"No, his cultivation has not reached the kingdom of God. How can he carry these great saints and claim their lives?"

In an instant, many people changed color and thought that the ancient wind would die. Xing Qiuyun was a good example just now. In the face of the endless soul, there is no way to deal with it. There is only a dead end.

In the face of those wronged souls who enter the head, the ancient wind is not afraid at all.

At this moment, he roared: "although my ancient style is a demon star, I am at the end of my line and sitting right. Although countless people have died under my hands, I have saved billions of creatures. Who dares to claim my life?"

"There should be a clear distinction between right and wrong. If you kill a villain, you should accumulate a hundred blessings... Where are the blessings? "

The ancient wind roared, shouting the turmoil of heaven and earth, and the world lost its color.

Not to mention that in Kyushu, just after he came to the upper world, he also saved the whole Chaisang tribe. What a feat is this?

After the roar, I saw a strange dark and yellow force pouring from all over the world, drilling into his head, and instantly wiped out those wronged souls who came to claim their lives.

All evils are erased.

Boom!

With a bang, the ancient wind glowed all over, and his breath soared wildly. At this moment, he finally set foot in the field of God King and achieved the fruit position of God King.

He succeeded. After three catastrophes, he finally stepped on the throne of God King fruit. All the people in the audience looked up and trembled.

What is genius?

That's it.

Why not stack thunder robbers?

Even if it's cause and effect?

What is a hero? What is a hero? What is a real man?

Those who dare to stand alone against the havoc of heaven and earth, face the threats from all sides, and take the world as their own responsibility are real men, heroes and heroes.

Such a real man, a real hero, is still blessed even in the face of countless wronged souls.

The ancient wind stands alone in the high altitude of the battle platform and looks down at the heroes of all directions.

At this time, he stands like a giant, so great and tall that people look up to him.

This is the first genius of the eighth famine. Who can compete?

"Dabi is not over yet. Will anyone continue to compete with me?"

The old wind whispered. He looked at the fat man in the river. The latter shrunk his neck and shook his head violently.

Then Gu Feng looked at long Junjie and whispered, "but do you want to continue the war?"

"You have achieved the throne of God King. What do you want me to fight you with? Today's derby champion belongs to you. Congratulations on becoming the son-in-law of Zifu and rising from now on! " In the cold words, there was a sour taste.

Winning today's championship is not only to win the beauty, but also to win the great decision That's the unique skill of the town school of Zifu. It's the first sword of the eight wastelands. It's valuable.

"Ha ha!"

Gu Feng chuckled and then turned his eyes to the people in the purple house.

"Senior Zifu, I have successfully won today's big match championship. Should you honor your promise and pass the decision to me?"

The words fell, and the ancient wind's eyes looked at zixiahan again. His mouth had a shallow smile. Although it was a word, its meaning was clear.

Zixia Han is his booty today.

But seeing purple ling'er's eyebrows pick up, he immediately said angrily, "you dirty bastard, shameless villain. What if you won the championship? What if you were promoted to the king of God? You have imprisoned me for two years. Do you still want to covet my unique skill of Zifu? You still want to marry my sister and be my brother-in-law? Dream! "

As soon as the voice fell, purple ling'er rushed up on the spot and was about to have a big fight with the ancient wind.

Although she knows that she is far from an old-fashioned opponent, this is her home, and she has no fear at all.

Sure enough, when the ancient wind released the absolute field to imprison purple ling'er, he only felt stiff, but his towering divine power was imprisoned by others.

At this time, Zixu said, "boy, you have imprisoned linger for two years. Let her vent."

"You... I..."

On the spot, the antique's face darkened.

What does Zixu mean? You want to stand still and vent your anger on purple ling'er?

Bang!

There was no room for the old wind to say "no", and Zi linger's knee was heavily against his lower abdomen, and he knotted his intestines on the spot.

Bang!

Another heavy hook punch hit the antique cheek and almost didn't fly his teeth out.

Just looking back, I saw the youngest Bai menghuai shouting: "ah, kill you, kill you bastard, dare to blackmail my aunt's treasure boat, and want to imprison my aunt for a lifetime..."

Bang bang!

A series of attacks fell on the ancient wind. Although they were not fatal and would not cause any substantive damage to him, they could make him embarrassed.

The audience suddenly looked silly and then burst into laughter.

Gu Feng has just been promoted to the kingdom of God. How energetic is that? He pointed out the country and looked down at all directions.

What was the power just now?

Now he was beaten by two little girls, and he couldn't fight back.

"Ha ha, retribution. As the saying goes, it's most difficult to accept beauty's kindness, Yan... Brother Gu Feng, just enjoy it slowly! "

Hepang screamed and fell into a well. It was his favorite thing to do.

"Obscene ancient style, eat another stick!"

Roaring, a huge black stick appeared in the hand of Bai menghuai. Without any hesitation, he roared away and hit the ancient wind's face, making the ancient wind look like Venus.