Chapter 5797

This area has gathered more than 2000 strong people, more than 40 real rank emperors and people's respect. At this moment, it is in silence!

Almost everyone's eyes focused on Gu Bulao and Tongjia slave head. The expression on their faces, without exception, was unbelievable.

True rank emperor, not to mention immortality, but Shouyuan is also extremely long.

In addition to Shouyuan, the body, soul and other aspects of Zhenji emperor have also reached a peak.

For example, let more than a dozen extreme level great emperors kill a real level with magic tools that can cut the body of the real level great emperor.

Even if Zhenjie doesn't resist, Jijie emperor uses weapons to hurt his body.

In the end, after these extreme level great emperors died alive and tired, the true level great emperor was still alive.

Because the speed that they left a scar on the real emperor was not as fast as the self-healing speed of the real emperor.

It is almost unimaginable to kill a real emperor.

This is also the reason why the nine tribes and nine emperors have been imprisoned in the four boundary Tibet for so many years, and are still alive after being divided into nine parts.

Although the bronze armor slave leader is the weakest among the three slave leaders, he is indeed a real emperor.

As a dedicated man who works for others, he is experienced and experienced.

Moreover, the armor he was wearing was specially refined by renzun. It was a real imperial weapon.

Such a bronze armor slave head can't be said to be invincible anywhere, but few people can defeat him, let alone kill him.

Anyway, there are so many real rank emperors present. Ask yourself, no one can do it.

But Gu Bulao did it!

In front of everyone, without any despicable way or the help of foreign objects, he killed the bronze armor slave head with one punch!

Under everyone's gaze, Gu Bu Lao slowly pulled out his bloody fist and half arm from the body of the copper armor slave head.

"Bang!"

Without the support of Gu Bulao's arm, the body of the bronze armor slave head also lost its balance and fell heavily towards nothingness.

When his body fell into nothingness, the people were even more surprised to find that the body of the copper armor slave head turned into nothingness, leaving only a war armor with a big hole, suspended there quietly.

Naturally, his soul has disappeared.

Before, many people thought that Gu Bu always killed the bronze armor slave head with the power of the flesh.

Now, they realize that they are wrong.

There must be something strange in the ancient fist and power!

This power can not only break the armor and flesh of the copper armor slave head, but also easily melt its flesh and soul.

Although they can't imagine what kind of power this is, everyone is alert to ancient youth.

No matter what power it is, at least it is the power that can kill the real emperor!

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence around: "what power are you? You already have a certain smell of rules."

The one who speaks is Ren Zun!

Originally, renzun, who didn't care about everything here and was ready to go to the dream area, finally changed his mind because of the death of Tongjia slave head.

Ren Zun, standing in front of the armor of the copper armor slave head, squatted down and was carefully checking these armor.

Hearing the words of people's respect, Gu Bu's eyes first looked at the distance. After transmitting the voice to himself and others, he closed his eyes. Until now, Jiang Yun, who has not opened, smiled and said, "I named this power as the power of returning to the ruins!"

"Why, did Ren Zun take a fancy to my power?"

Because he promised to stop renzun from going to Mengyu for Jiang Yun, Gu Bu Lao finally showed his ruthlessness after seeing that he and Dongfang Bo failed to stop one after another.

The death of a real emperor should be enough to leave people respected.

In terms of real strength, ancient times did not always be able to kill the bronze armour slave head so easily, but as Ren Zun said, the power of returning to the ruins realized by sitting in the town of Daohui already has the smell of rules.

Ren Zun was still checking the battle armor of the head of the copper armor slave. Without raising his head, he said, "I am not only interested in your strength, but also very interested in you."

"You two look the same. You should both be called Gu Bulao. You are both Jiang Yun's masters."

Although Ren Zun didn't look up, everyone understood that the two people in his words meant Gu Bu Lao and Gu Mo Gu Bu Lao.

Ren Zun then said, "moreover, you are not creatures in the dream and fantasy realms, and you still have such strong strength."

"Logically, people like you should also be famous in Zhenyu."

"But it's strange that I've never heard of your names or seen your people!"

When Ren Zun came to the fantasy realm, he stared at two ancient people. However, at that time, he didn't care too much. After all, he sees more people with the same looks and strong strength. Like his three soul concubine, it's triplets. But now Gu Bu Lao even destroyed the form and spirit of the first fight of the bronze armor slave with one punch, which made him have to care. To tell the truth, renzun didn't have the slightest sadness or regret about the death of Tongjia slave head. What he really cares about is the so-called power of returning to the ruins contained in Gu Bulao's fist! The way of cultivation of human respect, people-oriented, is to pursue the perfection of the flesh. However, a power that can make the body and soul of the copper armor slave head melt inexplicably suddenly appeared. Of course, renzun should be more vigilant than others. Although Gu Bulao's current strength is not enough to hurt him, just like Yun Xihe, if Gu Bulao is given enough time to grow up, it will definitely threaten people's respect in the future. Therefore, renzun is not old, and has moved to kill. However, before killing Gu Bulao, he had to find out the power of Gu Bulao. Finally, Ren Zun stood up and stretched out his hand. The armor of the copper armor slave head on the ground had fallen into his hands. The man held the armor and measured it against Gu Bulao: "it's a pity that such a good armor has no master."“ I think you are about the same size as the head of a bronze slave. "“ Since you killed him, you will take his place from now on! " When the voice fell, renzun suddenly raised his other hand and grabbed it at Gu Bu Lao. Renzun's separation is the strength of pseudo Zun. Even if Gu Bulao killed the bronze armor slave head, he relied on the power of rules, which does not mean that he has the strength to resist renzun. Therefore, in the face of this grasp of human respect, a large number of lines immediately appeared on the whole body of ancient people, operated all the forces and took a step towards the rear“ Bang! " I saw that the boundary gap where Gu Bulao stood melted directly, which also made people's grasp empty! Instead of being angry, Ren Zun showed surprise in his eyes. The mystery of the power of returning to the ruins is even more than my imagination. When renzun raised his hand for the second time and continued to want to grasp Gu Bulao, his face suddenly changed, his extended palm was fixed in the air, and he suddenly looked up and looked up. It's not just people's respect. At the moment, everyone's eyes are all looking up. People are in the gap, there is no difference between up, down, left and right. But now, over everyone's head, there are a lot of colorful clouds, which are boundless and can't see the end at a glance. Within the clouds, there are pavilions, mountains, jungles, rivers, lakes and seas. Even, there are figures of different sizes shaking. Like, in that cloud, there is an unknown world full of vitality. In addition to the world, these clouds send out strong pressure, which makes even people feel pressure. The appearance of these clouds is so strange that most people look surprised and suspicious. Only Gu Bulao suddenly turned his head and looked at Jiang Yun: "what cloud is this? Is it led by Lao Si... Robbing the cloud?"“ But the old four's realm now is twelve times suspended in the air. Another layer is the way to condense the great emperor and become a quasi emperor. "“ And the prospective emperor, there is no disaster! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.