The wound of the heavenly wall shook violently, and several figures faintly appeared in the light formed by the power of the realm squeezing each other during the period. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When they rushed out of the wounds of the heavenly wall, they saw that the first person was the king of Xuanmu.

It's just that this contemporary ruler of the Great Xuan Dynasty is extremely embarrassed at the moment.

The crown on his head was completely shattered, his cloak was scattered, and there were terrible wounds on his left shoulder and right abdomen, dripping with blood.

On his forehead, there was a red scar, and blood flowed down his forehead, staining half of his cheek red.

Behind King Xuanmu, followed by several Great Xuan Dynasty warriors who had previously descended to the Eight Great Worlds with him.

It's just that when I went there, there were thousands of troops, and when I came back at this moment, there were only a few people left.

There were even lingering expressions on everyone's faces, and they all rushed to get rid of the wounds of the heavenly wall behind them, as if there was an abyss of destruction.

"What kind of world is this Eight Great Worlds? In addition to Yan Zhao Ge's father and son, there are also earth-shattering powerhouses!"

"Are they really people who were born and raised in that Nether Realm? They can't be people from some force in the Upper Realm, stationed there, right?"

"It's unbelievable that there are so many monsters!"

At this moment, the martial artists of the Great Xuan Dynasty who were able to return to the upper realm through the wounds of the heavenly wall all came up with the same idea.

Fortunately, the other party can't catch up!

It's really good to have this wound of the heavenly wall, and to have the heaven and earth barrier between the upper and lower realms of this realm!

No one dares to say this, that would be too much of a show of weakness, increase the morale of the opponent, and destroy the prestige of the family.

But in everyone's hearts, they are thinking so.

Moreover, this thought has been hovering in their minds for a long time, and it has never been dispersed.

The people of the Great Xuan Dynasty were mourned, and King Xuanmu himself was also disgraced.

The royal driver went to the lower realm, but he was seriously injured and almost died below!

Yes, yes, his cultivation was suppressed by the power of the Heaven and Earth Realm to the realm of Martial Saint Triple Realm.

But Rao is like this, his strength is also much stronger than the real Martial Saint Triple, the late stage of the conjunction, realm martial artist.

But his opponent is stronger than him.

The sword momentum like a king in the world made King Xuanmu, the king who had been sitting in the Huangji Sea for many years, even have an illusion.

The other party is the supreme supreme, and he can only surrender.

He wanted to shatter the illusion, but it turned out to be right!

His own dignity did not allow him to admit defeat, but the fact was that if he hesitated a little, if he did not lift the ban in time, he would die in a foreign country and fall in the Eight Great Worlds.

He broke free from the Eight Great Worlds in time and ascended to the upper realm of the Guild Realm, which barely avoided the extremely strong sword.

The terrifying blade still shattered his crown and left a scar on his forehead.

Slow it down, and his entire head will be split open by that slash!

The Great Xuan Dynasty has suffered a lot of losses among Yan Zhao singers, but most of the people who directly confronted Yan Zhao Ge and formed a life-and-death feud were characters in the Ten Swords of Ascension.

King Xuanmu had been hostile to Yan Zhaoge before, but he also had some appreciation.

But this time, he personally entered the Eight Great Worlds, returned with a feather, and survived the danger of death, and King Xuanmu's mood was not relaxed.

Unprecedented depression and resentment.

"Your Majesty, we ......" a martial artist of the Great Xuan Dynasty asked aloud.

King Xuanmu had a calm face, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

Breaking away from the wound of the heavenly wall and returning to the upper realm, his cultivation strength was immediately restored.

The knife wound on the body, which was bleeding non-stop, was gradually retracted at this time and no longer bleed.

At the wound, the unbridled sword qi was still raging, but when he returned to the upper realm, he was finally able to suppress and expel it without continuing to cause damage.

The powerhouse of the Martial Saint Realm, how strong his physical body is, and how subtle his control over himself is.

But when he was in the Eight Great Worlds, King Xuanmu couldn't even stop the bleeding for himself!

Even now, although the injury has been temporarily suppressed and does not continue to deteriorate, the serious injury is still real and can not be recovered in a short time.

As soon as he thought of this, King Xuanmu's face was even more gloomy as if he could drip water.

He paused word by word, squeezing out the words from between his teeth: "Go back to Beijing and prepare for the treasure bag!"

He didn't have the face to go to Kang Ping, He Dongcheng, and Gu Zhang for help.

Prepare the treasure bag to fall from the sky, and bring the Saint Soldier Xuanwang Spear to the Eight Great Worlds, he must personally get back this face.

The strong people of the Great Xuan Dynasty are like clouds, and the four great princes are all top powerhouses at the god level.

This time he came to the Eight Extremes World in a hurry, he was not prepared, and this time he went back and prepared properly, and he was about to step on the lower realm that almost made him capsize in the gutter.

When the martial artists of the Great Xuan Dynasty heard this, they were all refreshed.

"Your Majesty, don't just talk nonsense with them, if the Xuanwang Spear can descend to that lower realm, then the ban will be liberated, and the world will be destroyed directly from the inside!"

Someone gritted his teeth and said: "That Yan Zhao Ge's kinship master and the world he was born in turned into dust together!"

King Xuanmu didn't say anything, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Where is Yao Hai......

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed drastically.

It's not because he can't see the martial artists of the Great Xuan Dynasty who are supposed to be guarding the wounds of the Heavenly Wall.

Instead, he felt that the connection between the Xuanwang Gun and himself had been broken!

King Xuanmu looked at it, and saw that between the empty heaven and earth, Yan Zhaoge stood there with his feet in the void, a huge palace, suspended beside him.

Yan Zhaoge looked at King Xuanmu and smiled, "Yao Hai's words, do you mean him?"

The clone of the Northern Darkness stood next to Yan Zhaoge, picking up a corpse in his hand, and he was still wearing a piece of gold armor.

Looking at the huge blood hole on the forehead of the golden-armored warrior, and then at the smiling Yan Zhao Ge, King Xuanmu only felt that the anger in his heart rushed to the top of his head, and it was difficult to suppress it.

"Xuanwang Spear ......" Xuanmu Wang felt it carefully, and finally felt a trace of aura fluctuations that were so faint that it was almost imperceptible, originating from the Xuanwang Spear that he was most familiar with.

And this fluctuation clearly originated from the Dragon Hall beside Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "Are you still looking for something?"

King Xuanmu's eyes darkened, and he glared at Chen Zhiliang fiercely: "Does Jin Tingshan want to break the contract?"

Chen Zhiliang frowned slightly, and before he could answer, he heard King Xuanmu say in a cold voice: "If you don't kill Yan Zhaoge's son, what face does this king have standing between his heaven and earth? Today is Jin Tingshan to help him, and this king will never compromise!"

After saying that, he suddenly had an extra spear in his palm, and the flames were blazing, and he stabbed straight at Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge said: "Yan's appearance here has nothing to do with the Southeast Supreme's disciples, don't slander the reputation of the Southeast Supreme." ”

The clone of the Northern Darkness turned into Kunpeng light and shadow, rolled up Yan Zhaoge and the Dragon Hall together, flapped his wings and flew high, and rushed into the nine skies.

King Xuanmu chased after him, but the speed of the Northern Darkness clone was too fast, and it was difficult for him to close the distance for a while.

Seeing that King Xuanmu's face was even more angry, Yan Zhao Ge laughed.

Kang Ping made a move, but he was not sure to leave him, let alone King Xuanmu, who no longer had King Xuan's gun in his hand.

What's more, King Xuanmu was covered with injuries at the moment, and his strength was greatly damaged.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't use the Sun Seal now, Yan Zhao Ge would have wanted to meet this powerhouse of the Martial Saint Sixfold Realm head-on.

Seeing that he was so angry that he was smoking, but he couldn't help his Xuanmu King, Yan Zhaoge waved his hand at him and smiled.

"If you have the ability, you will beat me. (To be continued.) )