Chapter 1069

When talking, the immortal Longyang and Tongxin devil nearby were also the strong ones staring at the south corner.

Now Jiuchong mountain is no longer the safety of Canghai, but the safety of the whole Shenwu continent.

If the things inside Jiuchong mountain are allowed to come out, Shenwu mainland doesn't know how many humans will suffer. At first, other strong people don't know the secret of Jiuchong mountain, but now they all know the secret of Jiuchong mountain.

"Ha ha, ha ha."

"Sanyang, you don't look at the current situation. You don't have any chance to protect yourself."

"Also came to threaten the Buddha. When you are here, do you think you can stop us? Look at the air. When Tiangou swallows the sun, it will come. At that time, when the array is weakest, you want to stop us. That's delusion."

"Sanyang, your Sanyang hunting fan is really powerful, but it is vulnerable in front of us."

Qingmie laughed loudly. You don't have to think about the current situation. The strength of Canghai is not the opponent of Nanyu at all. There are four venerable martial gods jiuchongtian in Nanyu.

Moreover, several venerable persons in Canghai were calculated and hurt by conspiracy, and even the old monster of the setting sun, one of the four venerable persons in Canghai, disappeared.

Several venerable people in the south corner did not even have any injuries. Neither the number nor strength can be compared with Canghai.

"Qingmie, Qingzhen, you are a man of the Canghai sea and have become a running dog in the south corner. Do you have the face to face your ancestors and teachers?"

Immortal Longyang, the only one who is not injured, is as natural and elegant as ever. He looks like an ancient great power.

"Hum, qingmie, Qingzhen, what are you talking about? Kill them, and you won't have to do it in the future."

Qingzhen and qingmie did not speak, but the seven commanders on one side spoke.

When talking, the tone was extremely cold, and the eyes of the strong looking at the Canghai side were full of disdain.

"Do it."

Qingmie turned and looked at the seven commanders, but he had no objection at all. He had no resistance to the seven commanders' bossy appearance.

Then the whole body's real yuan began to work, and the body shape flashed and came to Sanyang immortal.

The attack of destroying heaven and earth bombarded Sanyang immortal.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Sanyang flame fan."

"The sun and the wind cut."

Suddenly, the power of the nine heavenly venerable warrior burst out, shaking between heaven and earth, and bursts of destructive wind raged on the square.

The threat of terror tears the space, which is like being destroyed at any time.

The two martial gods fought together. During the war, Qingzhen also attacked the Tongxin devil.

The two battle groups pulled apart and the space began to tear apart.

Other martial gods bachongtian also joined the battle. Everyone has his own opponent.

For a moment, the endless war began.

This is not the communication between the powerful, but the fight between you and me.

The seven commanders, flashing in shape, also attacked Longyang immortal.

In the square, only the old man in grey who began to stand beside the seven commanders did not start, but his eyes and divine sense stared at the battle.

"Whoosh."

"Boom."

At this time, the old man in grey started.

His body was as if lightning had disappeared in the air. When he appeared again, the old man in grey had appeared in front of a battle group of the eighth heaven of the martial god, and a destructive attack bombarded the strong man in the Canghai.

With a bang, the eight heavy heaven of the martial god disappeared without the slightest suspense.

The eighth heaven of the God of martial arts has no power to resist the venerable person of the Ninth Heaven of the God of martial arts, not to mention being secretly attacked by the Ninth Heaven.

The strong man in Canghai is one less. After the old man in gray clothes made a move, he didn't do it anymore, but stepped back to one side.

The hunter usually stares at the battlefield, because he wants to find the best chance to kill.

For a moment, the strong man of Canghai felt the threat of death. While facing the attack of his opponent, he had to worry about the sneak attack of Wushen jiuchongtian.

"Whoosh!"

The war is still going on. The old man in gray clothes is just like a hunter waiting for an opportunity.

At this time, the old man in gray found another opportunity. His figure disappeared when his body flashed.

The figure appeared in front of a group of Wushen eight heavy sky battle regiments. The same destructive attack mercilessly bombarded a strong man in the Canghai sea. The distance was only a few meters, and the sneak attack was extremely fast.

Wushen jiuchongtian stealthily attacks Wushen bachongtian, which is an absolute second kill.

Seeing such a situation, the strong in Canghai on the battlefield felt shocked and sad, and the strong in Nanyu felt excited.

Because another strong man of the blue sea, the eighth heaven of the martial god, was killed.

In this way, all the strong people in the south corner will work together to destroy the three venerable people of the Canghai after breaking through each other and killing all the eight heavy heaven, the martial god of the Canghai.

"Dead."

"Dead."

The old man in gray showed an excited look on his face. The pleasure of killing the martial god made him excited and said a word coldly.

However, just as the destructive attack bombarded out, a crisis of death emerged in his mind, which made him feel bad.

But I can't tell what's wrong, and all the venerable people here are here. Even the martial god bachongtian can't threaten him, and even now it's too late to react.

As his voice fell, the same sound sounded in the air at the same time.

"Bang."

"Pooh."

"Ah."

Hearing the voice, I felt that the crisis had come. The old man in grey tried his best to take back his attack and take back his true yuan to protect himself.

But it's too late.

Most of the attacked Zhenyuan was taken back, and the attacked Wushen bachongtian was thrown out with a dull noise.

At the same time, the old man in grey gushed blood, and a scream sounded.

The body threw out and fell hard on the square.

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On the square, although all the strong are fighting, the strong here are at the level of the warrior God eight heavy heaven and the venerable.

At the time of this change, the old man in grey felt the change at the same time.

But I never thought that such consequences would be caused by changes.

Although Wushen bachongtian escaped from Shengtian and was saved from death, he was also seriously injured.

Even if the old man in grey took back most of the true yuan, how powerful the attack of the nine heavenly lords of the martial god.

It's lucky to get hurt, or it will disappear.

The old man in grey clothes was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He didn't know his life or death.

This change, all the wars stopped, and the strong men of both sides separated again and looked at the center of the square.

When I saw the center of the square, the faces of all the strong changed dramatically.

Because in the center of the square stood a man who shocked the strong on both sides, as if he had seen ghosts.

"The setting sun old monster!"

"Brother Canyang!"

"Brother Canyang!"

The strong man in the south corner saw the man and exclaimed.

The strong man of Canghai also screamed out when he saw this man, but the scream was filled with excitement and excitement, and his eyes were wet at the same time.

You know, several martial gods and jiuchongtian are old monsters several generations ago. Although there is competition together, more than a thousand years later, even competition has feelings.

And now they are still comrades in arms standing together.

I began to see my comrades in arms disappear. Now I'm overjoyed to see this comrades in arms.

"Old monster, didn't you disappear?"

"Brother Canyang, how could it be you?"

"The setting sun old monster, you're not dead yet."

"What the hell is going on? We also checked the scene, and you disappeared. "

“……”

For a moment, the strong in the square were shocked and curious.

Immortal Sanyang and immortal Longyang, as well as Tongxin devil and other martial gods, all asked.

Although qingmie and others in the south corner didn't speak, they were shocked and curious, and their faces changed.

"Yes, I almost died."

"The earth shaking eight wasteland array and the nine sky ice soul divine needle almost killed me."

"Similarly, the destruction of heaven and earth of xianleqin also dissipated me, but the emergence of one person changed all this."

The old monster of the setting sun had a dull look on his face and looked at several super strong people in the south corner.

There was no xianle Harp in his hand, but a faint light with the smell of destruction and death.

The strong who saw this light mass were shocked because it was a cold ice flame.

Moreover, the old man in grey clothes on the ground also wafted the smell of cold ice flame.

The strong people present also understand that the old man in grey was injured by the cold ice flame when he was attacked, and the smell of cold ice flame still remains in the old man in grey, and the breath is constantly invading his meridians.

"Pooh."

The old man in grey flashed and quickly returned to the side of the seven commanders and others.

The palm has been covering the chest, and the face is full of pain.

It seems that the injury is not light, and the injury is still spreading.

"Your Excellency said that you should treat others with their own way, but I don't have Jiutian ice spirit needle. However, your current situation is the same as that of me at that time."

The setting sun old monster ignored the shock of the strong on the spot and continued to say faintly.

There was a cold look in his eyes.

I was angry at the thought of being plotted at that time, but now is not the time to get angry.

"Who is this man?"“ Is it also the venerable one of the Ninth Heaven? " Immortal Sanyang and immortal Longyang were shocked. Finally, after the voice of immortal Canyang fell, he couldn't help asking. It is really unimaginable that one can save the old monster of the setting sun in such a scene. And now looking at the old monster of the setting sun, not only did he not have any injury, but his cultivation was stronger than before. I don't know what adventure he encountered in this. He survived and improved his cultivation. This problem is not only the real person of Sanyang, but also the strong man in the south corner. Because they feel something wrong, the four venerable beings of Canghai are here, and there can be no other venerable beings. And it's definitely not easy to save the old monster of the setting sun. The important thing is that the strong one is on the side of the Canghai, which is bad for them. Now, the most powerful six commanders on his side are injured and can't do it. The situation has reversed. It's really bad. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.