Chapter 796： Is there anything wrong with the ancients?

"You beast!"

Witnessing that innocent coyote, losing his life in the coquettish flames, did not even have a chance to struggle for a moment.

In the silent handsome eyes, the light suddenly sank.

He raised his handsome face, changed his calmness, his expression looked sharp and handsome, and his eyes scanned Jiang Tianzuo. For the first time in his words, he revealed the sharpness and acrimony of a young quasi emperor:

"As a child of the Wutianjiao Jiang family, you should protect the environment and protect a corner, but you are utterly conscientious, doing evil, bullying, and cruelly innocent! In order to win or lose your selfish desires, you will not hesitate to kill these without backhands The power of the lower realms!"

"How about that?"

Regarding the silent anger, Jiang Tianzuo's attitude was quite disdainful, and even sneered in his words, of course:

"The weak eat the strong, eternal, I am the strong, I have the right to kill them!"

"Who said that ancient times must be the true meaning of destiny? Who said ancient times must be correct? There is nothing wrong with ancient times? Bullying has become a right with you! Before today, my silence was almost unheard of, and never seen. For you to say such a tiger-wolf word, it seems to be righteous and confident, shameless, unclear likes and dislikes, and it is hateful!"

The silence immediately hummed, and then rebuked:

"I take back the original words, saying that you are a beast, it is pure disrespect to the beast!

"The killing of animals and animals is a matter of natural selection, a cycle of birth and death, and you, annihilating human nature, killing indiscriminately, is really sinful and extremely vicious! If people are not eliminated, heaven will punish them!"

Silent these words were spoken, the words were as big as a fight, and every sentence was a knife, and every meal and every fold became a sword. The mouth and the pen were to beat Jiang Tianzuo's heart, which is tantamount to killing and dismembering Jiang Tianzuo's body.

"presumptuous!"

Jiang Tianzuo knew that he was wrong, and he turned into anger when he heard it, and then he flashed a touch of coldness in his eyes, suppressed the indignation in his heart, took a somewhat joking tone, and still despised the expression of righteous indignation and the dignified silence:

"The dignified Supreme-level elder Jiang Henian has never insulted me like this! It is ridiculous that your little eagle, a young eagle, is a first-born calf, even if he has three points of talent and five points of fine art, he is not a talented emperor. , Dare to speak wild words in front of Lao Tzu, alarmist talk, really knowing the heights of the sky, and taking the path to destruction!"

It should be noted that Jiang Tianzuo has already set foot in the realm of the quasi-emperor a hundred years ago, creating a big slaying situation, changing the birth and death, and repairing the ghost king.

Excluding his character, only by virtue of his enchanting posture and amazing talent, he is already an indispensable outstanding figure in the Wutian Sect. A hundred years ago, he was even recognized as a ghost and enchanting evil!

If it weren't for the tragic seal, the accomplishment would be remarkable.

Cultivating to the realm of quasi-emperor, it is often very difficult to break through a small realm. There have been countless people who have been stuck in the bottleneck and cannot advance and retreat. However, since Jiang Tianzuo has lifted the seal, he has made breakthroughs in just one month. The cultivation of the two layers of heaven is like breaking a bamboo, and one leap from the three layers to the five layers.

Although there are boundless creations in the secret realm of the true dragon, abundant aura and suitable for cultivation, there is still no denying the talent of Jiang Tianzuo.

Such qualifications are outstanding!

Therefore, these words, Jiang Tianzuo is completely self-proclaimed by the predecessors, and naturally he does not pay attention to silence.

However, Jiang Tianzuo had a dream of swinging for more than a hundred years, and he couldn't guess it. The young quasi-emperor in front of him who seemed to have only one realm of heaven was an eight-fold cultivation based on the law realm. Then dare to forcefully shake the demon race's ancient supreme existence against the sky!

In the battlefield of a hundred countries, killing the quasi emperor is like swiping a weapon to weed, and migrating birds lightly!

Even with the body of a vest, he defeated the red sunflower and fought against the elders of the Ziwei Xuan pavilion without losing the wind. He was slashing Xiantai, stealing the sky, changing his fate, and changing his fate against the sky, even under the supreme of Oriental Ziwei, he can also move around , With ease!

If you ask about the age, in Jiang Tianzuo's eyes, silence may be an offspring who doesn't know the heights of the sky, but the record, in the eyes of Shen Mo, Jiang Tianzuo is the reckless young man who holds a wooden sword and believes that the world is invincible, naive and ridiculous.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents, apart from increasing their wicked debts, neither increase their cultivation base, nor get half-diligence. Your motive for killing them is nothing more than having trouble with my surname Shen..."

After a word, the voice was cold.

Between the eyebrows, the face of the eyes, like a frost, filled with thunder and anger, and the corners of the silent and cold lips also condensed a cold killing intent:

"Aren't you trying to arouse my fighting spirit? Congratulations, you made it!"

"So what? I have a million Yin soldiers with iron armor and **** warrior dance banners! With your own meager power, how can I encircle a million Yin ghosts?"

Black teeth and blood pupils, flickering lights, a dragon-winged body, hanging high in the void, Jiang Tianzuo high above, grinning sadly:

"It's such a foolish dream! I don't know how to live or die!"

In one word, the ghost aura was cold and permeated the space, like a icy rain and cold wind.

"A dying person is still talking loudly! What is Jiang Tianzuo's name? Jiang Tianbang is!"

Silent anger was extremely reversible, and the golden light in his eyes was so flaming like a torch, as if a single glance could penetrate time and space, across time:

"Today, in silence, I stepped on the blood of millions of skeletons and killed you with one blow to sacrifice to the heavens!"

The words came out for an instant, the world trembled, and the echo was vast, like a divine residence.

"Yellow-mouthed kid, the tone is louder! I'm afraid you can't do it, and you have no chance to do it!"

Jiang Tianzuo Jiejie sneered, his expression suddenly changed fiercely, and when he said that, the whole body suddenly burst into black and red rhyme lines, whirling, mighty and fierce.

Sneer! !

At this moment, the pitch-black dragon helmet half-covered Jiang Tianzuo's yellow and thin face, and the red blood claws crushed the dark space.

Like a dead knight of the Buddha statue, and like a ghost envoy of the forbidden monument, his eyes are cold and cruel, but crazy and fierce!

Suddenly the fiery magma surging in the cold and silent night, at a glance, it can penetrate mountains, rocks and plants, burn all living things, and make people suffer like water and fire, like falling into the abyss of purgatory.

Swiftly--

Seeing the black soul-calling flags among the ten-faced fiery red, suspended and floating, leading the way forward, exuding a strange light that can tear the world and the earth as if spewing from the purgatory, it is strange and unpredictable, it is chilling!

boom! !

boom!

The flags are unpredictable and infinite.

One side is red as fire, swaying in the air like blood scorching waves, fierce fire seems to burn everything.

Huhu!

One side was black and charcoal, and it was stained with yin wind and ghost fog, surging surging, and it was exhausting the evil energy that was crushed and swallowed.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!"

The battle flag was fluttering, hunting and hunting trembled, and millions of ghost soldiers gave out a dull and chaotic low roar, surrounding the silence group, like a tide, the momentum is huge, and it can not be underestimated.

The beasts that were cracked into corpses had already lost their minds. They killed their compatriots, smearing the scorched and angry soil with thick blood like a waterfall.

Suddenly, the sky was full of miserable fog, the clouds covered the top, and everything in the world seemed to have become Jiang Tianzuo's fans and accomplices.

The art of guarding against ghosts can not only guard against ghosts, but also release the evil side of heaven and earth.

In the face of millions of skeletons and ghost soldiers, silence is not afraid, but these corpses are innocent...

"Well, let the deceased go to bury the deceased, but it will dilute the past."

Silence is not an indecisive person. At this moment, there is a deep heat in his handsome eyes. He glanced around the corpses in front of him, and made a choice in a single thought.

"Instead of letting you live like walking corpses and cruel more innocent people, you might as well, please rest in peace!"

There was a clear voice, and the corpses trembled. Then, the red light in his eyes skyrocketed, and he launched a swift slaughter.

At this moment, silence only needs the thought of the emperor, and the golden wind sweeps over them, and they can easily destroy them.