Chapter 883

Jun dust urged the ghost beads, and said, "you know, who has the final say in Zhongzhou?"

The pupil of the old ancestor of Maoshan suddenly shrank: "of course, it's Phoenix Mountain in Zhongzhou You mean, you're from Phoenix Mountain? no Phoenix Mountain, there is absolutely no one like you

"Are you the master of the saint?"

The little Phoenix said: "strange old man, I Baba so powerful, you don't know? Baby told you, people call baby's mother called Saint, they also call baby's Baba called little white face, Baba is the most powerful little white face in the world

Jun dust a head of black line, to the small Phoenix way: "small Phoenix, small white face is not derogatory words, Baba clearly is the God of the earth, OK?"

Little Phoenix a face cute: "ah?"

It seems that she really doesn't know what little white face means. It's so simple and lovely.

Hiss!

However, the old ancestor of Maoshan took a breath of cold air and looked at Jun Chen with an unbelievable face, "you Are you the little white face of Phoenix Mountain? "

"No way. How can you be so powerful? Absolutely impossible! WOW! ——”

in the fierce shock, Maoshan's ancestor was spewing blood again, unable to accept the shocking news.

At this time, the ancestor of Maoshan mountain could not resist the swallowing of the ten thousand ghost beads, and the spirits of spirits and resentment had been separated from the center of the eyebrows and slowly flew to the blood whirlpool formed by the ten thousand ghost beads.

Maoshan's ancestors were all dead and cried out: "you must want the spirit liquid. As long as you let me go, I will give it to you! I have 20 million drops

"Also, I would like to follow the example of Fenghuang mountain."

Jun Chen was not moved: "Phoenix Mountain is not short of a ghost repair."

The pupils of Maoshan's ancestors are about to crack.

"You have to forgive me, boy."

At this time, a middle-aged man in black appeared beside the old ancestor of Maoshan mountain. "Ben Shen gives you a chance to put away the ghost beads immediately. I can let go of the past and spare you a dog's life."

The middle-aged man's strength is extraordinary, and his spiritual cultivation has reached the middle stage of Shenhuo. He stands in front of the Maoshan ancestor. The spirit and resentment spirit flying out of the old Maoshan mountain immediately reduce the pressure and return to the sea of knowledge.

Jun dust indifferent to look at the person: "I want to kill people, even if the sky can not stop, you just a Wuba six, not qualified."

"The man of Phoenix Mountain is really rebellious."

The middle-aged man had cold eyes and asked, "have you ever heard of the power inherited from ancient times?"

Jun Chen calmly said: "ancient inheritance force? I heard that Shennong temple is an ancient inheritance force. I don't know how your family is compared with Shennong temple? "

The middle-aged man's eyes sank: "do you know Shennong temple? It seems that you already know the power of ancient inheritance. "

"Now, standing in front of you, I am the Yin and Yang family, one of the five ancient inheritance forces of the Zhuzi alliance, but I am the martial god of one of the six gods of the Yin and Yang family."

"No one can bear the anger of one of the six gods of yin and Yang family, even if it's Phoenix Mountain."

Jun Chen nodded and muttered to himself, "Yin Yang family, one of the six gods, sounds very famous. I don't know how you compare with Huang Zhenyi in Shennong temple?"

"Who is stronger and who is weaker than the king of Wei, who is the first of the ten families in the alliance of philosophers?"

The middle-aged man's strong eyebrow slightly picked, and said: "this God and the king of Wei have had a fight. Although the king of Wei has the blood of a dragon, I can beat him with one move and half moves. After 300 rounds of fighting, I will be able to defeat him."

"As for Huang Zhenyi, if he didn't have the ancient divine fire to help him, he couldn't even take a punch from his own God. However, if he had the fire, he could be invincible, but Ben Shen could only draw with him."

"You know Wei Tianwang, and you know Huang Zhenyi. It seems that you have fought with them both. Then you should know how strong they are."

"We should know more about the gap between you and me."

Jun dust shook his head: "I did fight with them, but they are not as powerful as your excellency said."

"The king of Wei can't even take my hand. As for Huang Zhenyi, he can't resist my sword. If you can't beat them, the first thing you have to do now is to run for your life instead of talking to me here."

The middle-aged man was angry and laughed, "it's better to be famous than to meet. The husband of the saint is really arrogant! Just Wu Bawu's cultivation, dare not to Huang Zhenyi and Wei Tianwang in the eye. "

"In this case, let us have a good experience with your so-called palm and sword."

"Thunder fist of destruction god!"

Before the words fell, the martial god roared, and a fist broke through the air. The spirit of Wuba's six accomplishments was fully exerted, and the black thunder and lightning surged like a tide.

"Super second class thunder blood!"

The ancestor of Maoshan was shocked when he saw this scene.

Jun Chen's face did not change, his body was shocked, and the second movement of Tianmo fist was awakened. Jun Chen's cultivation increased to Wuba 6, and then he shot the annihilation in the formula of killing Qi.With one hand, the wind of the palm is like the fall of Mount Tai, and it is as continuous as a huge wave. Actually, one hand has the momentum of thirty-three palms.

The two men's fists and feet collided in an instant.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

There was a terrible crash thirty-three times in a row.

"Blood martial arts?"

The God of martial arts was shocked to lose color. The little white face was just a palm, but the palm strength was 33, and it broke out in an instant!

At the beginning, he could fight against each other.

But then, under the power of the nine heavy hands, the destruction of the palms of the lightning suddenly collapsed and disappeared in the invisible.

Then, nine heavy hands rolled down, such as Mount Tai, which made his arms deformed, blood vessels broken, muscles and bones bruised and bones cracked.

This is the twenty-seven strength.

And the last five.

In the end, the strength of the five hands became more and more terrible. The warrior God chose to avoid its edge, but there was no room for retreat.

Boom, boom.

Click.

Poop.

One of his arms was directly bombed, his flesh and blood was blurred. His body also flew out of dozens of feet and hit the barrier of the abyss. The whole abyss was shaking, and there were dozens of cracks in the barrier, which were thousands of meters across.

Poop.

Wu Shen didn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spurted it out directly. He was staring at the king's dust, which had not moved in front of him, and his pupil was about to crack.

This boy's cultivation is obviously lower than him, but this powerful blood martial skill has swept him away. It's incredible and shocking.

The reason why the king of Wei lost to this boy is to lose to such a move against the sky?

"If you can take over my sweeping army, your strength is not weak. It seems that you are qualified to take another sword from me." Jun Chen's indifferent way.

Before the words fell, the palm awn suddenly increased, the wind broke the sky, and a sword burst out. The sword spirit and the sword meaning suddenly increased to the extreme, carrying the momentum of breaking the sky to the martial god.

Is this the sword that defeated Huang Zhenyi?

This sword is extremely terrifying!

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