Tripod Reverses the Heaven

After swallowing the last person's yuan God, the ancient wind slowly turned back and said coldly in the face of the dark Xiaoyou: "now, it's time to understand the gratitude and resentment between us?"

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The voice of the ancient wind had just fallen. Mingxiaoyou, who was standing in the distance, grinned, slowly puffed up his palm and said, "brother Gu, it's really a demon star reincarnation. It's really fierce. Today, I will crack the eight ghost saints in my underground house. They will certainly be recorded in history and will be popular for thousands of generations! "

"The world is gone, and where do you come from?"

Gu Feng sneered with a cold face and then said, "you were also born in Youzhou. You are an authentic Kyushu man, but you sit and watch the old devil show off his ferocity. Instead of eliminating the devil with me, you are still taking shelter today. How can you call me a brother with such a lowly and humble person? "

Gu Feng said the truth. He really looked down on Ming Xiaoyou's personality. Even if the struggle between men is fierce, it shouldn't pull women out. In order to crack down on ancient customs, Ming Xiaoyou forces Mu Qingqing to pour Mengpo soup and plans to marry Mu Qingqing to Jiang Kun, who is already a ghost. Therefore, she wants to humiliate ancient customs. This character really can't be flattered.

Whether Ming Xiaoyou was before or now, the ancient wind has never looked down on him at all. Previously, as the king of Youzhou, he dared not show his true face all day. Now, as a nether child, you are so mean, and you are despised by the ancient wind.

Faced with the contempt of the ancient style, Ming Xiaoyou just smiled and didn't answer positively. Then he said, "come on, ancient wind. I know you already hate me to the bone. Now all my followers have been killed by you. You can deal with me."

"You are frank. In that case, give the head. After today, our gratitude and resentment will be written off!"

After that, the ancient wind turned into a big hand and spread all over the world. Unexpectedly, it was intended to shoot him to death on the spot with a bus palm in this extremely contemptuous way.

The palm of the bus drove the power of the rolling heaven and earth down, calling the void trembling.

Before the palm arrived, its potential came first. It called the dark Xiaoyou's hair flying, clothes hunting, and the muscles of his cheeks were distorted and deformed.

At this time, he only felt that he was facing the fall of a towering mountain, which almost made him unstable.

In the face of this defiant and powerful bus palm, Ming Xiaoyou didn't show fear, let alone retreat. On the contrary, he laughed wildly in the face of the pressure at the moment: "ha ha, ancient style, work hard, don't let me down!"

As soon as the voice fell, the antique bus palm completely fell on his celestial cover.

Originally, I thought that the little dark tryst was directly smashed on the spot, but as a result, the antique bus palm fell behind his head and seemed to beat on the steel. After making a crisp sound of "Dang", it is no longer difficult to enter inch by inch.

I saw that Ming Xiaoyou laughed wildly again: "ha ha, ancient style, you let me down too much. This is the power of the demon star?"

At this moment, Ming Xiaoyou despised the ancient style, and his eyes were full of disdain. Immediately, his look turned cold and said in a fierce voice, "since you can't kill me, you'll die!"

As soon as the voice fell, a dark light rushed out from his celestial cover. In a twinkling of an eye, it exploded the old-fashioned bus palm.

Then, the black light turned into a ghost.

The ghost is vague and misty, but it has a body of eight feet. It roars repeatedly, but it makes the earth sink and the space tremble.

Then, the ghost went straight towards the ancient wind, which scared the ancient wind's dead and changed their face.

Dare not have the slightest hesitation, the ancient wind tore open the void and fled at the first time.

In the face of this ghost that frightened him, he couldn't raise the slightest resistance. The ghost made him feel like a wild beast

At the moment after the ancient wind disappeared, the space was not closed yet, and a big hand of the ghost shadow followed and stretched in. With only one hand, he directly caught the ancient wind from the nothingness.

Caught by the ghost, the ancient wind roared and resisted, but it was useless.

In the face of the ghost, the ancient wind has a feeling that small insects can't resist and can only wait to die.

However, the ghost did not crush the ancient wind, but three or five times, stripped his armor and grabbed the black fierce spear in his hand.

As soon as these two treasures left the body, the ancient wind felt that the divine power in his body was waning madly. His realm is falling fiercely, from the peak of the great saint to the realm of the little saint, and then to the realm of the divine king... When he reaches the realm of the divine king, his realm will no longer fall, because this realm is the realm after he combines with the great tripod.

Just when Gu Feng secretly rejoiced, what happened at the next moment completely made him despair.

I saw the ghost shadow waving again and again. After a while, he forcibly stripped the big tripod out of his body.

In an instant, he only felt that his realm was falling rapidly again, and suddenly he returned to the former realm of true God.

This is his own true cultivation and will not fall again.

When the three babies left, the ancient style was completely beaten back to its original shape. He was thrown to the ground by the ghost and his face was covered with ashes.

All the three treasures entered the hands of Ming Xiaoyou. After playing with them, he grinned: "hehe, ancient style, ancient style, I have to admire your talent. Just by virtue of these three treasures, you can split the eight ghost saints in our underground. It's really admirable. But unfortunately, you are still a little worse than me. "

Standing up slowly from the ground, the ancient wind half narrowed his eyes and said, "Ming Xiaoyou, you are always a piece of shit in my eyes. Even if my cultivation is plummeting now, do you dare to fight me? "

Gu Feng's heart is really unwilling. There are such powerful characters hidden in the dark Xiaoyou's body. If they fight fairly, he can kill each other ten times and a hundred times.

"Hehe, you've lost. You want to fight with me. Go to the next life!"

Ming Xiaoyou has a thick skin. He is not afraid of the ridicule of the ancient style. Gu Feng is the king of Kyushu. So many kings and talents are defeated by Gu Feng. He doesn't dare to fight. What's a shame?

Immediately, Ming Xiaoyou winked, and the ghost standing on the side shot away at the ancient wind.

It was only a moment's effort, and hundreds of seals were applied to the ancient style.

His mighty power was sealed. At this time, in addition to being strong enough, he turned into an ordinary mortal.