The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 33: The gangster’s worries


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No Tiandian Square!

The mountains around the saint’s church are the disciples and grandchildren of the saint.

After Qianniuwei's battle, the saint’s disciples and grandchildren have fallen a lot. Of course, Qianniuwei has very little left at this moment, and the battle is extremely fierce.

At this moment, Dazhen's strongest army appeared, and the battle suddenly became even more fierce.

"Asshole, my great grandfather is a saint, you dare to kill me, ah!"

"How is it possible, how can there be so many ancient immortals?"

"Ah!"

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Screaming again and again, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Corps showed their fierce and murderous side.

All around, beacon smoke was everywhere, and there was strong wind, flying sand and rocks. For a time, the battlefield was filled with fog. In the distance, more and more saints and disciples gathered from all directions, but the internal terracotta army was too fierce.

Many cultivators who rushed into the battlefield saw the bloodthirsty terracotta army, their first thought was to turn around and run away, but Meng Yi and Bai Qi's command was to stop and kill them all.

Will these people run away?

The killing is still cruel.

Among them, there are even many disciples who are not saints, but since they are here, they are not ready to let them go.

Above the high altitude, the strong wind blowing from the battlefield, the blowing of Yan Chuan robe grinned.

Yan Chuan stood in the forefront, Mo Yuxi and Yin Hentian stood beside him, Miao Miao jumped onto Yan Chuan's shoulder.

Behind the three of them are dozens of powerful and wise men from Xiwaizhou who have just been recruited.

I was originally recruited and yearned for Dazhen, but not long ago, Yan Chuan suddenly ‘crazy’ and collided with the saint, causing dozens of strong men to scream.

That's a sage, that's almost half of the peerless powerhouse in West Waizhou.

Yan Chuan fights with one person? When the saints used their merits to be trapped in the "cage", one by one became even more desperate.

But, after a few days, everyone suddenly felt dreaming.

The holy king is not ‘crazy’, but the holy king has premeditated? Everything is within the calculation of the holy king?

A person who dares to fight against a saint outside the home court? So, what kind of emperor is he following?

Everyone was at a loss, but they were more jittery.

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Xiwaizhou, Great Zhou Tianting, Chaodu, Luoyang!

"Boom!"

Over Luoyang, the sky is dim and the earth is dark, and the void is shaking. Above the earth, millions of miles are huge trenches.

Hundreds of ancestors, such a huge number, can even kill the saints.

But now a hundred ancestors, but with the first sage against the entire Luoyang city.

Countless large formations protected Luoyang City, and outside Luoyang City, large swaths of the void shattered.

There are huge patterns of Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish in the four directions of the broken void.

Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish surround the surroundings, as if blocking the void.

In a dimly lit environment.

Wu Lu showed a hideous look, behind him, a giant golden heaven skyrocketed.

No, it doesn't seem to be the way of heaven, because above this golden heaven, there are two kinds of animal reliefs, one dragon and one phoenix, dancing around the heaven, this is the avenue of Wulu.

Under the avenue, Wu Lu's power was like Tianwei, and he slammed the opposite saint Wu Tian fiercely.

Behind Wu Tian, ​​three hundred heavenly paths skyrocketed into the sky.

Surrounded by heaven, a terrifying force was mobilized by the sage Wu Tian, ​​and the void was even more distorted when the heaven passed.

"Sage, mobilize the power of the world? Haha, unfortunately, this world is not complete. You saint, that's it!" Wu Luo said with cold eyes.

"Boom!"

The two collided with palms.

"The Avenue? You actually created the Avenue of Self? No wonder you dare to yell at me, huh!" The Saint King was not to be outdone.

Just as the two were fighting each other.

The pupils suddenly shrank in the saint's eyes.

"No, something happened to my teaching field? Someone is destroying my Temple of Heaven?" The saint said solemnly.

"I only know now? It's too late! You are a malignant tumor in Xiwaizhou. I have given you many opportunities, but you have been stubborn. This time, I have to do it. Since I did it, You have to get out of Xiwaizhou, your foundation will naturally be completely destroyed!" Wu Yan said coldly.

"What a wicked heart, Wu Lei, I won't let you succeed!" The saint said coldly.

"You have no choice, this world is no longer the world of the saints, you are still arrogant to the "Wu Tian"? Wu Tian Temple? Contempt of the sky? Haha, without the heaven's blessing, you wait for the saints, but I wait for the slaughter It's just a kind of livestock!" Wu Wei said coldly.

"Asshole!" The saint was also angry.

"Boom!" The two peerless powerhouses fought more and more fiercely.

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Wu Tianjiang domain.

Deep underground. Ren Shu was hitting a hole in the ground, followed by the Eastern Decent School, and three thousand vicious bandits. At this moment, they are no longer as fierce as they used to be.

In other words, everyone has learned to restrain arrogant things, that is ‘shameless’. Although they are not peerless heroes, they were once the overlords of one party. They can be taken care of by the saints, and no matter how bad they are, they are also worthy people.

But, everyone knows countless people, but they have never seen such a shameless two.

It can be said that the shameless interpretation to the extreme. No one knows what more shameless thoughts they will have in the next moment. Therefore, the gangsters are all in awe of the two of them.

"Everyone, I'll be in the same boat, don't you have to put on a dead mother's face like this!" Dongfang Decent said with a smile.

Everyone: "............!"

There was silence for a while, and one of the horse-faced men said solemnly: "The two chiefs!"

"Uh, Senior Horse King, you are the main target of the Saint King. If you have anything to do with you, just say it!" Dongfang Zhengpai smiled.

"What is that...!"

"It's the Great Sacred Court!" Dongfang Zhengpai corrected.

"Yes, that Great Saint Court, is the Saint King similar to you?" Ma Wang worried.

Ma Wangyi said, everyone's expressions changed, and they looked towards the Orient decent together.

Yes, an oriental decent shamelessly makes everyone want to die. If the Great Saint King is like this, everyone can't imagine how dark the days will be, and even some people want to go back to prison. went.

"Almost? How could it be? How can he have the righteousness of my mind?" Dongfang Zhengpai immediately denied.

Although the Eastern Decent School praised himself again and devalued Yan Chuan.

But for some reason, everyone sighed inwardly.

"It's okay, okay!" Ma Wang sighed for a while.

"Why? Is there anything wrong?" Eastern Decent School asked.

"No, no!" everyone said immediately.

Everyone was silent again, but they were still a little uncomfortable. After all, they used to be the hegemons of one party, but now they are going to bow their heads? Still a little unwilling.

"Dazhen Sacred Court, is it strong?" Ma Wang asked again.

"It should be very strong, right!" Dongfang Decent said.

"Uh, what do you mean, how strong is Dazhen? Today we escape, and in the future, will Yan Chuan hand us all over because of the irritation of Saint Wu Tian?" Ma Wang asked again Tao, other people are also tangled.

"How is it possible, as long as you are recognized by the Holy King, the Holy King will not be able to hand over yours!" Dongfang Zhengpai suddenly shook his head.

"Really? But, that's a saint, no, it's the first saint, the oppression of the first saint, few saints in this world dare to resist!" Ma Wang still worried.

"Yes, I'm just waiting. If I surrender to Dazhen today, and in the future, I will be sent back by the first saint, can Yan Chuan withstand the pressure of the saint?" another person cried.

Everyone walked and talked with anxiety. Worried about the fate of the future.

"Boom!"

There is a loud noise ahead.

"Hahaha, came out, made a big circle, and finally reached the ground, everyone, come out with me!" Ren Shu shouted in front.

Everyone was suddenly excited, and rushed towards the entrance of the cave quickly.

This is a valley, and everyone quickly walked out of the cave.

"Rumble!" A loud roar came from the far south.

"What's the matter? The sky is dim in the distance, and there is a fight?"

"Someone would dare to come to the site of the first saint and smash the place?"

"Let me see who it is!"

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Three thousand bandits quickly climbed up the mountain, on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.

Although everyone's cultivation is sealed, their eyesight is still there. The long distance is clear at a glance.

"What did I see? Dizzy? The saint disciple is being slaughtered?"

"That is the sage disciple who arrested me, ah, he was chased and killed by the sword repair?"

"What a fierce army, when has such a fierce army appeared in the world?"

"This is to uproot the saint dojo!"

"Uprooted? Who is so kind?"

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During the discussion, Dongfang Zhengpai suddenly saw Yan Chuan.

"Look, right there, that is Dazhen Saint King, your future Saint King?" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted suddenly.

Speaking, everyone turned their heads and looked at the sky in the distance.

I saw a man standing high in the sky with a group of people in the strong wind, his robes being blown grinning.

As if seeing some descendants of saints and disciples in the distance trying to flee, the man waved his probing hand, and immediately a large number of soldiers rushed forward, beheading the escaped saints and disciples in a blink of an eye, and then rushed into the battlefield again.

The man is directing the murderous army to slaughter the saint’s disciples and grandchildren?

Everyone: "............!"

"This is the Dazhen Sage King?" Ma Wang was a little unconvinced.

"Yes, so don't worry, the saint king should not tremble when seeing the saint, let alone hand you over!" Dongfang Zhengpai explained.

Shivering? Shake hair, the emperor in front of him wants to punish the saints of the nine races, he will be afraid of the saints? This is the disciple and grandson of the first saint, such a blatant massacre?

A group of gangsters suddenly became excited. Such an emperor would at least not insult himself. (To be continued)


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