Chapter 783

"Kill, kill..." All the people present were shocked. They were beaten by Jiang Xiu. Now, even the old master of the pavilion has taken action. If they can't take it down again, the face of Lingxi Pavilion will disappear.

"Hahaha, finally killed!"

There was a jump of excitement.

"It's too cheap for him to die like this."

Jiang Xiu in the void is isolated there. He still has this flash sword mark on his body. He doesn't move. He only has long hair and lapel flying in the wind.

"Mmm..."

In the eyes of the master of the old Pavilion, Jiang Xiu was indeed pierced by his own sword formula, but How not to bleed ah, the body is cut, there is no reason not to bleed.

Even if it's a very old deity!

Jiang Xiu was still standing there. The wind in the sky was so strong that his long hair kept flying. A strange scene happened. Jiang Xiu, who should have died, slowly raised his head.

"What, not dead!"

"You can't die like this?"

All the people below exclaimed, and the old Pavilion owner's face changed greatly. The color of terror appeared on his demonized face. Although dull, it made people feel clearly visible.

"The old Pavilion master's Kendo and cultivation should be the top of the fairies. I think you have not made a breakthrough for many years."

Jiang Xiu's voice came leisurely. Now the old Pavilion master couldn't calm down again, "you, you..." Not only was Jiang Xiu not dead, but his tone of voice was still so relaxed. "How can it be?"

The old cabinet master can't think of it. First, the soul attack is invalid, and now the entity attack is invalid.

This, this This is not to say that the river falls is not killed!!

When the idea came out, the cold sweat on my forehead came down.

The cold sweat of magic stream is a wonderful flower.

Suddenly, the old Pavilion owner thought of something, and suddenly looked at Jiang Xiu. On Jiang Xiu's forehead, there was a faint purple light flashing. On his body, there was a faint silver gray talisman of heaven. However, he had changed completely, as if he were above the whole world.

When Jiang Xiu raised his head, when the old Pavilion owner saw the unique purple mark on his forehead, a strong sense of suffocation came, and he felt that he was strangled by people.

"God, God, God Emperor

Others don't recognize the purple mark on Jiang Xiu's forehead, but the old master of Lingxi Pavilion who knows the world doesn't know. This is the sign of emperor.

"How can you be promoted to the emperor?"

"No

At this moment, the old master of the pavilion understood why Jiang Xiu was so powerful that he could not be killed no matter how he attacked him even in the face of himself.

Because, he is the divine emperor. According to the records of Lingxi Pavilion, only emperor level can kill them. In addition, there is no power to kill them.

"What, the emperor!"

Oh, this is the frying pan. It's completely fried.

Is Jiang Xiaxia the God Emperor?

Countless people were shocked by the old Pavilion master's words. All the things that Lingxi pavilion has experienced today add together, and there is no shock from this news.

How many years, actually appeared emperor class.

In Lingxi Pavilion, it is well known that in order to achieve the divine emperor, the world's top talents will be recruited every 30000 years, and the purpose is to cultivate the divine emperor.

It's a lot of effort!!

But God made a big joke on Lingxi Pavilion. There was no royal rank in Lingxi Pavilion. Instead, the enemy of Lingxi Pavilion became emperor level.

The whole void is under the control of Jiang Xiu. He has inexhaustible power. He is powerful and completely superior to all of them.

It turns out that he has no real ability.

His long hair was still flying. He was extremely arrogant and arrogant. Countless incantations condensed into a long knife. Suddenly, the light rose sharply. With a gentle wave, he drank in his mouth: "drop down the nine Xuan to wash the sky. It's a thousand years' work, and it's also romantic without a square inch."

"God, the river is falling down!"

In a flash, in everyone's view, there was nothing else, only the sword, only the body cherry of Jiang Xiu. It seemed that the ancient god who created the heaven and earth came to open up the heaven and earth and destroyed everything.

"Worship all the immortals, and sing in heaven!"

All the time, space, aura and Magic were split in two under this knife.

"No

In the roar of fury, this sword falls down. You can't hurt me at all. If I wave my sword gently, the sky will fall apart.

Boom!

The whole world, the mountains and rocks, the collapse of the earth and the earth.

Countless people under this knife, in shock, in despair Dead, Lingxi Pavilion, hundreds of thousands of disciples, collapse separation.

"Ah, ah!"

Countless screams resound through the whole Lingxi Pavilion.

Boom! Boom!

After the knife fell, the smoke and soil in the sky floated up like mushroom clouds. For a long time, maybe it was a minute, maybe a day, maybe a year, and it was like a century.When the smoke and clouds were exhausted, the devil was directly killed in the old Pavilion master's body, revealing his true face. An old man on his deathbed had white hair like weeds, and his blood flowed down.

"This is the emperor?"

The old Pavilion owner looked at Jiang Xiu in horror.

"The power of the emperor is beyond your imagination." Jiang Xiu said calmly: "although you have almost reached the limit of the king, but you have not stepped into the emperor's world, you will always experience martial arts."

Jiang Xiu's Dao is not the most top-notch, at least it doesn't even have the soul of the sword. However, because he is the emperor, his power is incomparable in the world.

"What should we do now, old master?"

The old Pavilion owner's face was blue and white.

If the emperor becomes a king and defeats the enemy, he can not fight against him. Lingxi Pavilion is said to know the world well. It is ridiculous that he has formed a great hatred of life and death with such a person.

Now, the river falls down to kill his Lingxi Pavilion, whining!

As far as you can see, all the places within the reach of Lingxi pavilion have been destroyed by his knife just now. At this moment, the files of countless ancestors' mobile phones are also destroyed.

Lingxi Pavilion is dead in name only.

When he looked at Jiang Xiu, he was surprised, resentful and angry, but all of them turned into deep regret in the end. He really responded to Jiang Xiu's words. Since he had violated the original intention of the ancestor of Lingxi Pavilion, Lingxi Pavilion should not exist.

Jiang Xiu looked at him: "now I give you two ways. One is to tell me the answer I want to know. What's the relationship between me and the goddess of the Western Zhou Dynasty? What kind of feud did you have

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

All of a sudden, the old Pavilion owner burst into laughter. However, the laughter was somewhat desolate.

"When the river falls, do you think my Lingxi Pavilion is just like this?"

"Do you think you can destroy Lingxi Pavilion by becoming the emperor?"

"Are you still far from it?"

The old Pavilion master got up from the ground with difficulty: "you are the God Emperor, I have no emperor in Lingxi pavilion? Of course, of course... "

Then he took out something and held it up as if it were a symbol.

"Stand up!"

Jiang Xiu frowned, not Fu, but a memorial ceremony.

The whole earth shakes up, and the tiny and visible light on the ground rises up, slowly rising, with the gravel on the ground rising.

"What is this?"

Looking up, the colorful light curtain in the sky is forming a huge vortex. The cyclone slowly drops down from the sky and exits its long tail.

It's all over their seats.

"Well?"

At the same time, the whole heaven and earth are changing, slowly generating fog, and integrating various law forces. "As a God Emperor, you should be able to feel that if you touch it, you will die. Even if the emperor is in it, you will surely die."

"Curse

Jiang Xiu's eyebrows wrinkled and thought to himself that he had never heard of it. However, this power can not be used by the old master of the imperial court. It must be the treasure left by the ancestors of Lingxi Pavilion, and it is also the imperial level.

"The curse of extermination?"

The old Pavilion owner said: "the river falls down, although you are the divine emperor, but it is a pity that you have not yet been able to put the public's attention in the world, so you should praise it in my Lingxi Pavilion."

"What a pity!"

"But this is the end of offending Lingxi Pavilion..."

The vast power from the sky constantly pressure down, like clouds on the top, rolling layers, with incomparably terrible pressure, like heaven and earth to reunite.

"Die, the River Falls!"

The old master roared.

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