Airplanes!

Airplanes!

In Qingyang County, the ground shook regularly, and the faces of many warriors were shocked.

This huge movement is like a terrible earthquake, and there is a sense of imminence that the end of the world is coming!

“......”

The corners of Mu Changhong's mouth twitched violently.

This little guy, why does he suddenly have such terrifying strength!

Wait a minute!

He just said, the inheritance will of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect?

Could it be that this is some kind of powerful special supernatural power that can instantly improve cultivation?

Mu Changhong had just come out of the customs, and he didn't know much about the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, and the powerhouses of the Heavenly Oracle Academy and the Certification Hall who were hiding in the shadows instantly remembered the rumors before.

What rumors?

When the hundred sects were recruited, Jun Changxiao once said that the Iron Bone Sect originated from the Iron Bone Mountain of Aolai Country, and the first head was the Monkey King.

In the beginning, many people didn't take it seriously.

Now that he suddenly uses the power of his ancestors, he has such terrifying power, is it true?

No one will believe a lie once it is said, but someone will believe it if it is told too much.

And.

A cold and unscrupulous rampant, and with a strong cultivation, he abuses a half-step martial saint, and if you don't believe it, you have to believe it!

Ye Xingchen, who was in the sect, witnessed the sect master bullying the Extremely Cold Palace elder with domineering means, and he was even more convinced that the sect originated from the upper realm!

He Wudi was also excited.

This kind of sudden increase in power to the saint level must be some kind of powerful supernatural power left by the predecessors of the Seven Xuan Saint Venerables!

I came to the Starfall Continent and joined the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect to become a closed disciple, which is definitely a great opportunity given by God!

Ay.

The two of them were hopeless.

......

Rumble!

The energy bombarded the pit again, and the dust was filled with dust, covering the sky and the sun!

Gradually.

Everything is clearly visible!

The Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace was sunken low, and the flesh and blood of the bombardment were blurred all over his body, and the person was almost fainted.

Miserable.

Extremely miserable!

Elder Tai of the Extreme Cold Palace was half a step away from the final return of the True Martial Saint, and in front of Jun Changxiao, who was greatly stimulated by cultivation, he was really vulnerable.

Saying.

The lowest is a major realm ascension.

The Monarch Sect Master directly went directly from the Nine Rank Sword and Martial King to the Martial Saint, all of which showed that the physical potential was very great.

No matter how big it is, it can't escape the side effects of weakness, so don't look at the bullish now, once the aging period is over, it will definitely stop immediately.

Brush!

Jun Changxiao penetrated the space, landed in the deep pit, and said, "Garbage." ”

“......”

The Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace was still thinking about it, but he didn't have any strength to speak, so he could only endure the severe pain and lie in it weakly.

Jun Chang laughed and burst out, wrapped him around him and pulled him in front of him, and said, "My sect disciple is the heir of the Ice Emperor's mantle, are you so unscrupulous to kill him?"

The heir to the mantle of the Ice Emperor?

A hint of confusion appeared in the weak gaze of the Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace.

From the smile in his eyes, Jun Chang understood that he must not know that Lu Qianqian had inherited the mantle of the Ice Emperor!

Yes.

Elder Tai of the Extreme Cold Palace didn't know.

Knowing that the sect had suffered heavy casualties and was almost destroyed, he was furious and killed, and he didn't know anything else.

What about the Palace Master of the Extreme Cold Palace?

Although others were at the scene, in order to protect the main hall, they were blown up by the thunderstorm and bruised all over their bodies, and finally fell to the ground weakly, and they didn't know that Lu Qianqian later revealed the Ice Emperor's order.

The saddest thing is.

The eight sect masters had no one to talk to him.

When the palace master of the Extremely Cold Palace recovered from his injuries slightly, he went to the Boundless Ice Sea without saying a word and went to Elder Tai to complain.

......

Luzhou, Northeast China.

Eight fourth-rate sect masters sat together and tasted tea.

The Sect Master of the Xuanling Sect said, "I didn't expect that the Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace would actually break through to a half-step Martial Saint. ”

"If he kills Yangzhou in the southwest without knowing it, he will definitely be able to deal a heavy blow to the Wangu Sect and let the world know that he must pay the price for bullying my Luzhou forces. ”

"It's a shame that I didn't tell the Ice Emperor about the inheritance of the mantle at that time, otherwise, even if I broke through the Martial Saint, the Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace might not have the courage to dare to go for trouble. ”

"Sooner or later, we'll find out. ”

"However, the thing has been done, and it is irreversible, so let's just wait and see the excitement. ”

"Come, come, tea. ”

If the Extreme Cold Palace Elder who was in the Southwest Yang Prefecture heard what they said, he would definitely spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

You bastards, use my Extreme Cold Palace as a gunman!

"Old fellow. ”

Jun Chang smiled and dragged the Elder of the Extremely Cold Palace, and said with a cold gaze: "Since you are here, don't go back, my Wangu Sect just lacks servants, so stay here to clean the courtyard." ”

The corners of Mu Changhong's mouth twitched.

Half-step Martial Saint, cleaning the courtyard in the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, this is definitely a dignity trampling!

Just now, he almost hit Xiaolonglong with one palm and broke the great array of protecting the sect, and the monarch sect master did not wipe him out on the spot, which is already considered merciful.

A half-step martial saint is not an ordinary person.

If you want to save a life, you must need means to achieve absolute control.

Boom!

Boom!

Jun Changxiao's fingers were like electricity, and he pointed at the body of the Extreme Cold Palace Elder who was covered in bruises, instantly blocking all his twelve meridians.

"Sect Master!"

Wei Lao said: "It's not safe enough, you can forcibly strip out this person's soul origin!"

"Is that okay?" said Jun Chang with a smile.

Wei Lao said: "Martial saint level spiritual thoughts, which can penetrate into the body of a martial artist and forcibly strip off the soul!"

"Then I'll give it a try!"

Jun Chang smiled and moved, and his soul power instantly enveloped the Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace, and then directly penetrated and locked a wisp of soul representing the origin!

This method of forcible infiltration can be described as extremely domineering.

Elder Tai of the Extreme Cold Palace's face was extremely hideous, and he was sweating profusely.

Especially when he felt that his soul origin was flying out of his body uncontrollably, he was even more shocked and said, "No...... Not ......"

Rumble!

Zhihai seemed to explode in an instant, and the powerful impact made him unbearable, and he fainted instantly, and that wisp of soul origin was forcibly extracted and held in the palm of the Monarch's hand.

It's really good!

Wei Lao can think of this idea, he must be an expert!

Mu Changhong exclaimed: "Forcibly stripping the soul origin, is this the horror of the Martial Saint!"

"Brush!"

Jun Chang smiled and waved his hand, threw the fainted Extreme Cold Palace Elder to the sect's martial arts arena, and said, "Lock him up." ”

"Yes!"

Su Xiaomo and Li Feima rushed over and dragged people away.

When he came, the momentum was huge, and now he has fallen to such a point, this half-step Martial Saint is really sad and lamentable!

Ordinarily.

This is the end of the matter.

But Jun Changxiao looked at the distant sky and sneered: "There are still four fleas, which need to be cleaned up by this seat." ”

Shout!

As soon as the words fell, the person had disappeared into thin air.

Mu Changhong and the two organization masters were suddenly envious to death!

The strength of the Martial Dao Saint is not only in terms of strength, but also in absolute control over space, such as Jun Changxiao's ability to teleport!

Wait a minute!

Where has the Monarch gone?

Mu Changhong's spiritual thoughts were cast, extending thousands of miles away, locking on the four menacing peak martial emperors, shaking his head and saying, "If they slip now, they should still be able to come......"

Before he finished speaking, the space suddenly shook.

Jun Changxiao walked out of the void and said lightly: "The four of you are from the Eastern Earth Tang Dynasty and went to the West Heaven to learn scriptures?"

--

PS, I asked for a vote.

(End of chapter)