Evolution From the Willow Tree

Pengtian Demon Emperor?

The four characters resounded throughout the world.

Such as the gods and demons of the ancient years, out of the shackles and seals, the great sound of extinction!

The creatures in the entire land of Lei Ze felt their souls trembling and their wills creeping.

That is the stalwart voice that can only be made by the world-famous creatures who are detached and regained, and it contains the invincible look of the world-famous creatures.

“…Pengtian Demon Emperor!”

“It was 30,000 years ago, who fell on this land of Lei Ze. Which Nanling Demon Emperor failed his title?”

“After the end of the ancient era, the road to the emperor was bumpy, and the path to immortality was misty. Being an emperor and being a saint is already the pinnacle of the road. The demon emperor of the demon clan is an invincible existence comparable to the creatures of the holy path of my human clan.”

“It must be the Pengtian Demon Emperor who was making this sound. You see, the Lei Peng vision floating above the heavens and the earth has disappeared. This means that the Pengtian Demon Emperor has recovered. , Is about to step out of this long river of thunder.”

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The shocking sound filled the abyss beyond control.

“Grandpa patriarch hasn’t come out yet.” Yan Ruxue shouted: “Brother, why don’t you go in and take a look?”

Son of the Yan clan:? ? ?

Liu Ziyu expressed sympathy and smiled and said: “If your brother enters, within a few days, the Yan clan will beat the gongs and drums, and treat him to dinner.”

Yan Ruxue didn’t know why: “What do you beat the gongs and drums, and treat you to dinner?”

“Don’t worry, your patriarch grandfather will come out soon, and the Holy Master Jiuyou is no exception.” Liu Ziyu’s words fell.

Fulfilled.

Two figures, one on the left and the other withdrew from the abyss, but they were a little embarrassed.

One wave after another, the third figure, a figure that did not belong to this era, robbed all the light between the heaven and the earth, and all the sound appeared in front of the abyss entrance.

Looking at it, it was a brave, bright and handsome young man.

His long hair was silver, shining brightly, and shining brightly. When the wind blows, it is like a sword from the sky, which will cut the sky and pierce the void.

“Demon Emperor?” Yan Ruxue’s beautiful eyes glowed, and said: “The Demon Emperor in the impression of this young lady, even if he is not very tall and has fierce minions, he shouldn’t be so good-looking.”

Liu Ziyu smiled, this little girl film seemed…a bit idiot.

High above the sky, Saint Master Jiuyou’s face was heavy and his gaze was solemn. He looked at the Pengtian Demon Emperor condescendingly, and scolded: “As expected, the invincible Demon Emperor 30,000 years ago, with unparalleled power and power.

But this is the years since 30,000 years ago. You shouldn’t appear alive on the land of Zhongzhou. The era that belonged to you has passed! “

I don’t know how many figures have fled to the distance at this moment.

The Nine Nether Lord screamed and said that the Pengtian Demon Emperor was a creature of the old age and shouldn’t live in this age.

It can be imagined that a earth-shattering battle will unfold after a while.

“Jiuyou Holy Land!”

The Pengtian Demon Emperor swallowed the mountains and rivers and illuminated the universe. His Dao Fruit has not been completely reshaped. At this moment, the power that can be volatilized is limited, and it can be used to clean up a Nine Nether Lord, that is not a problem.

Laughing freely.

The Pengtian Demon Emperor is like the sun rising in the abyss, unscrupulously, arbitrarily showing his invincible aura, 30,000 years of prolonged life, he is suffocated, it is impossible to see no blood today.

“In Zhongzhou Eternal Holy Land, Jiuyou Holy Land has never had any intersection with this seat. Today, this seat has killed you, Jiuyou Holy Master!”

Pengtian Demon Emperor’s murderous ferocity, unreservedly exposed in the eyes of thousands of cultivators.

“Behead this holy master? Do you have that qualification!”

The Holy Master Jiuyou was fearless, saying: “If you were in your heyday, this Holy Master would still be afraid of one or two, but now you are a vain appearance, strong on the outside, doing things in the middle, fooling other people, but you can’t deceive this Holy Master. eye!”

The patriarch of the Yan clan didn’t say a word. He looked at the scene of the Jiuyou Sage Master and the Pengtian Demon Emperor tit-for-tat. He was too happy to have time, so he asked the Jiuyou Sage Master to test the depth of this Nanling Demon Emperor.

As long as he is still standing here, he can take action anytime.

“Interesting-this seat is vertical and horizontal in Nanling, when you are against the chaos of the central state, where are you? If you say that this seat is strong outside and is bluffing, then this seat wants you to see how I killed you, the holy land of eternal holy land. “

The Pengtian Demon Emperor walked out, his steps were wonderful, every step he fell, he would leave countless traces of Taoism on the ground, at the same time, among the gestures of the Pengtian Demon Emperor, a road rose. Thunder symbol, the chain of lightning gods.

Click

The space was overwhelmed by the collapse and collapse of the earth.

The cultivators who had retreated far away felt that the Pengtian Demon Emperor had disappeared in front of the Nine Nether Sage Master, his five fingers tore out, the lightning lingering, and the lightning gushing!

The revealing power of killing and cutting is unstoppable, everything is unbreakable, just like the claws of a real dragon!

The Saint Master Jiuyou was taken aback. The speed of the Pengtian Demon Emperor was beyond his expectation, and the claw mark also brought him a kind of death shadow that was extinguished and vanished.

“Nine Youtian Monument!”

Agitating the mana energies all over his body, Holy Master Jiuyou summoned a black sky stele that covered the sky and sun in the kung fu of which fire light stone.

This ancient sky stele filled with the aura of death and dark color is like the tombstone of an ancient emperor. It is planted with voids, carrying ten thousand ways, and rumblingly resisting in front, becoming the copper wall and iron wall that protects the Nine Nether Lord!

Dong dong dong

When the sharp claws of the Pengtian Demon Emperor touched the dim black sky stele with flowing symbols, the ripples exploded, one corner pouring out, and one hundred thousand mountains could be destroyed.

The vast and mighty spread to all directions, this boundless land of thunder, there is a turmoil about to overturn and sink.

Click

After a few moments of stalemate, some cracks appeared on the sky stele.

After all, Pengtian Demon Emperor’s attack was even better.

Immediately, the black sky stele was shattered like a prehistoric mountain.

The figure of the Saint Lord Jiuyou was exposed in the gaze of the Pengtian Demon Emperor.

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“Reincarnation Nine Serenities, the monument is like a forest!”

At a precarious time, UU reading www. uukānshu. A large amount of life essence and blood flew from the center of the eyebrows of the com Jiuyou Saint Lord, and he outlined a series of ghostly spell-like curses in the air!

This world will be occupied by hundreds of black heavenly steles at once, up to the starry sky of the universe, down to the yellow spring and blue sky, the more than a hundred nine-nether heavenly steles that rise up from the ground seem to be buried in no matter how you look. The immortal tombstone of an ancient god.

“Not bad.”

The Pengtian Demon Emperor’s fighting spirit rose to the sky, and his blood revived.

He suppressed ten thousand years of violent and ferocious, fierce fighting spirit, and asked the Holy Master Jiuyou to draw it all out.

Behind it is an endless sea of ​​thunder and sinks, with the mark of Lei Peng big bird in it!

The Pengtian Demon Emperor with such a vision is unstoppable and breaks the ground!

He tore to pieces one after another Jiuyoutian stele with his bare hands, and the torrent of annihilation that was set off was extremely sharp. It was a great horror that the many monks present could not imagine even in daily dreams!

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