The purple sea, the wind and rain were shaking, the thunder was shining, and the layers of lightning tore through the sky, piercing the dark clouds, and rumbling in the void.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt as thick as a mountain peak fell suddenly, annihilating the world with a devastating momentum.

The thunder flashed, illuminating the black sea, and everyone's faces were reflected in the thunder in a panicked look, and they fled in all directions, shouting and piercing the sky.

But in the panicked crowd, there are such three people, one is hunting in green clothes, his long hair is dancing wildly, his face is not clear, the outline is very blurred, he is shuttling back and forth in the thunder domain with an ancient golden bell, bursting with dazzling blue light all over his body, and his eyes are hideous and roaring: "Jiuli pot, it must be me!"

"The lid of the Jiuli pot is here, its owner, how can I tolerate you?" The other person held a lid that resembled a miniature version of the roof tiles of the pavilion, and a lifelike black dragon was depicted on the left side of his face.

There is also a woman, she is surrounded by sixty-three kinds of glow, her blue skirt is flowing, her hair is fluttering, her beauty is incomparable, and she stretches out a pair of snow-white and flawless soft lids to grasp Fu Xiqin. When she turned around and danced in mid-air, her hair fluttered, and her stunning face appeared, this is a fairy-like woman, with a fresh and elegant temperament in her bones.

"It's frost, it's really her ......" Wu Heng, who had just woken up from the lotus platform, couldn't suppress his excitement and shouted loudly, hoping that the fairy-like woman would listen to her call, but the thunder was too loud, and his voice was like a drop of water being broken by a big wave, and it dissipated silently.

In the flat and long lonely boat, with a cloak on his head, a mysterious man in a cloak propped up his hands to the sky, where he called for wind and rain, rained strong thunder, and fought against the four ancient kings of different races, quite a kind of supreme spirit with the heavens lying under his feet.

Everything came so suddenly, Wu Heng's mind couldn't turn a little, when he saw the dead eyes of the lonely boat man, his heart was like a stab, sure enough, it was the Demon Emperor, he actually walked out of the Demon Island and came to the Purple Sea?!

"Nangong Chen, during the first battle in the Demon God Valley, if it wasn't for the ancient corpse to escort you, how could it be my opponent?" Xuanyuan Lin saw the old enemy with a particularly red eye, and hit it with a golden bell, knock, the bell sounded slowly, the avenue rang together, and there seemed to be thousands of old monks sitting on that bell and reading, there was no Amitabha, Amitabha......

"Hahahaha, if you lose the battle that day, you will lose, there is nothing to explain, you can't afford to lose, why do you want to come to the Demon God Valley?" Nangong Chen disdained, he held the lid of the Jiuli pot, and sneered: "With this fake clock, I also want to compare with the lid of my Jiuli pot?"

"How do you know that this is a fake bell?" hehe, let you see the real Donghuang Bell today!" Xuanyuan Lin's tone stiffened, and then he stretched out his right hand and slapped the ancient bell with a heavy palm.

Nangong Chen was calm and calm, naturally he would not be frightened, he threw the lid of the pot in his hand and went to the golden and simple bell.

Seeing this chaotic scene, Sun Yiqing clapped his hands again and again and applauded: "It's dog eat dog again, it's really funny, I just don't know that dog is more powerful!"

"Xuanyuan Lin has the Eastern Emperor Bell in his hand, but Nangong Chen is just a pot lid, so he is naturally no match. Ouyang Xi didn't know when he also took refuge under the light shield of the Qilin Great Holy Place, and spoke.

"The Donghuang Bell in Xuanyuan Lin's hand is fake, but Nangong Chen has a genuine product, so it is naturally no match for it. But what Wu Heng said was exactly the opposite of Ouyang Xi.

"Brother Wu, how do you know that the Eastern Emperor Bell in Xuanyuan Lin's hand is fake?" Ouyang Xi became interested and asked him rhetorically.

Wu Heng said in a mysterious tone: "The real Donghuang Bell has occupied Xiao Yueming's body, and I have seen it today." ”

"No way, Brother Wu, you must have read it wrong. Ouyang Xi shook his head in disbelief, and he said: "The Eastern Emperor Bell is unparalleled in the world, under the sound of that leisurely bell, no one is invincible, since you have seen the Eastern Emperor Bell, why are you alive?"

"At the time, I thought I was going to die, but the immortal golden body made me invincible for three seconds, and I got away with it. "Wu Heng will bring together the details of today's battle with Xiao Yueming,

Hearing this, Ouyang Xi suddenly realized, nodded again and again: "In this way, Xiao Yueming is really dead?" No wonder you are the only one who walked out of the chaos, I wondered why Xiao Yueming suddenly disappeared, and only a mysterious object flew out of it, it turned out that the Eastern Emperor Bell occupied Xiao Yueming's body!"

"Well, it's a pity that I couldn't take the Eastern Emperor Bell into my hands. Wu Heng sighed.

"It's already a great fortune to be able to survive under the three palms of the Eastern Emperor Bell, don't be too greedy. The sloppy old man was talking about the truth on the side, but when he spoke seriously, it was a very funny scene, his hands were full of grease stains, his clothes were ragged, and he was reluctant to throw away a chicken leg that was gnawed and only bones left, but he chanted the scriptures in a god stick.

Seeing this master, Ouyang Xi couldn't help laughing, and said sincerely: "Great Sage, if you are willing to join my Ouyang family, you will be guaranteed to have endless chicken legs!"

"Do you think I'm a man who can't even afford chicken legs?" said the sloppy old man, his eyes widened, and he said majestically, still holding the gnawed chicken leg with only bones in his hand.

"Of course not, of course not!" Ouyang Xi smiled repeatedly.

"No wonder this old man asked for eight thousand tables of wine and food when he blackmailed the Tiangang Divine Sect just now, it turned out that the stock was running out. Wu Heng looked at the white chicken leg bones and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

At this time, the battle between Xuanyuan Lin and Nangong Chen had begun, the bell rang, the lid of the pot danced wildly, and the two ancient divine soldiers stood in the air, colliding together, colliding with the vast brilliance of the sun, moon and stars that were shattering, causing the purple waves to rise thousands of layers, and the mountains and rocks standing in the sea were rolling.

Many people's faces turned pale, watching these two divine weapons fighting each other, and they exclaimed again and again.

Is the bell higher than the sky, or is the lid deeper than the ground?

Not only did the Donghuang Bell and the Jiuli pot lid collide together, Nangong Chen and Xuanyuan Lin were both fighting, their respective strong lights shining, and countless palms were punched in the void, and the profound power of the essence made the entire heaven and earth in turmoil.

Within a moment, the lid of the Jiuli pot quickly enlarged, turning into a huge building, suppressing it from the sky, directly crushing the ancient golden bell into pieces.

Nangong Chen and Xuanyuan Lin fought against each other, took a hundred steps back, his face was extremely solemn, his cultivation realm was obviously already in the third dragon transformation, but he couldn't fight this Xuanyuan Lin, but with the rupture of the ancient bell, his solemn face eased, and he immediately laughed and said: "If it's really a fake bell, it's fake, it will never be as good as the real thing!"

"The treasure of the ancient clan of the Heavenly Continent, the lid of the Jiuli pot was really stolen by Nangong Chen!" Seeing this scene, Wu Heng made an absolute conclusion, Nangong Chen, who has the lid of the pot, already has an invincible posture of the same level, if he is allowed to get his pot body, his strength will definitely grow by leaps and bounds, and this rival will definitely be difficult to deal with at that time.

"Nangong Chen has grown to such a strong point that even a world-famous man like Xuanyuan Lin is a little invincible?" They had heard some legends of Nangong Chen, this person was the demon body of the Heavenly Continent, and he was the only person in the history books who could survive in the Demon God Valley, and he had the power to control the ancient corpse.

"In this battle, could it be that Xuanyuan Lin, who has never been defeated, wants to lose?" several masters boldly guessed.

"Impossible, Xuanyuan Lin is just like that Wu Heng, he is a young man of the anti-heaven level. ”

"Nothing is impossible, I think that Nangong Chen is also a young man at the level of the sky. ”

"Nangong Chen is just a frog at the bottom of the well, holding the second half of a Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, I think I am unparalleled in the world!" Xuanyuan Lin saw that others had such a high opinion of Nangong Chen, and he was very disdainful.

"You are not a frog at the bottom of the well, and you think that holding the upper half of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill is the hero of the world?"

At this time, the scene was chaotic, and there were four ancient kings competing with the Demon Emperor, and there was an endless sea of thunder rolling down.

Countless people are taking refuge, but those who have the ability can still be alone, they saw that there were already people who began to compete for the two supreme soldiers, and they all rushed up, rushing towards the Jiuli pot and Fu Xiqin, and even some people who had fled the sea before turned back and were unwilling to miss the opportunity to seize the divine soldiers.

However, Fu Xiqin and Jiuli Pot both have spirituality, as soon as they saw someone approaching, Fu Xiqin played the heart-wrenching magic sound again, and Jiuli Pot emitted chaotic mist, laying a layer of defensive enchantment, and many of the great powers of heaven were shocked and coughed up blood again and again.

But even if it is so ferocious, there are still many people who risk rushing forward, the temptation of the divine soldier is too great, and if you get one of them, you can become a hegemon!

Seeing this, the four ancient kings immediately regretted it, if they didn't fight with this demon emperor, maybe the two divine weapons could be summed up under the door, but the demon emperor's eyes looked farther, the more people competed for the power of the divine soldiers, the more people he could kill, and the two weapons would not belong to him at that time?

His wishful thinking was a good one, but he forgot that he was just a doppelganger, how could the four ancient kings be vegetarians? For a while, the Demon Emperor was a little weak, tired of dealing with the demon fairy, the hundred-legged lizard king, the bat monk, and the nightmare master, and had no time to stop people from seizing weapons.

When the two most powerful sides fight, it can be said that the fisherman wins.

The leader of the Qingyang League, Yue Yang League, rushed into the sea of thunder with the Nirvana Mirror, his greedy eyes locked on Fu Xiqin, but soon a beauty broke into his sight, it was a blue-clothed beauty surrounded by sixty-three glows, he recognized the identity of this woman at a glance, and his heart immediately surged out, gritting his teeth and saying: "The Holy Maiden of the Temple is cold and frosty, and I couldn't kill you in the first battle on the Demon Island, but today it is the Bodhisattva who comes to protect you, and I can't escape the palm of my hand!"

"Brush"

In an instant, he turned into a jet-black light and shadow and rushed straight away, condensing a ball of essence power in his hand that was compressed like a vast ocean, and it was bound to kill the cold frost in one palm.

Leng Hanshuang was so chaotic that he didn't notice that Yue Yang Meng had already begun to rush to kill him.

Wu Heng saw this scene most really, and when he saw Yue Yangmeng slapping his palm, he immediately shouted: "Frost, be careful!"

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