Chapter 3249

"Are we still in the divine world?"

Monkey Sun asked Xiang Yang.

Originally, they intended to kill a number of gods in the divine world, and then directly killed them.

However, now that the divine world has been broken, leaving only the smallest piece of land, it seems that they have nothing to do even if they enter the divine world.

"There are already people who have entered faster than us."

Xiang Yang said softly.

At the moment, not only Xiang Yang found out, but everyone had found something wrong with the divine world. In the divine world, a hazy array broke out, and a terrible killing opportunity enveloped the divine world.

At the same time, the smell of killing and the smell of blood also spread out.

They can vaguely see that there is a very strong energy flow in the inner part of the divine world, and there are several powerful people who are determined to break the divine world.

At the moment, those figures also looked at Xiang Yang and others in the chaos, showing a sneer.

"Mole ants in Pangu's chaotic world."

Accompanied by a calm voice, Xiang Yang and other people's faces changed, "the strong man of Panyu chaotic world unexpectedly entered the divine world so quickly."

"No problem, they just went into the battlefield first."

At this time, the figure of an old man carrying a magic sword appeared in front of the public. It was the master of Xiang Yang.

"I've met my predecessors."

The crowd saluted in a hurry. They looked at Xiang Yang's master with a respectful look in his eyes. Xiang Yang looked at each other with a smile, "old man, how did you come?"

"You were killed by the ancestors of the gods."

What do you mean by Xiangyang's weak eyes

"Among the saints of chaos, is there any one stronger than me?"

Xiang Yang was arrogant and said, "I don't want to break through and become a saint now. If I want to break through, I can become a saint at any time. However, the sage is just a gimmick to me. When I really break through, even the chaotic saint will be run over by me."

"Ambitious."

Xiangyang's master looked at him with a smile. Under this look, his brow slightly frowned, "you boy is too disorderly. This compresses the force of the body. If you can't control it at that time, the whole person will explode directly."

"No matter what, if I can compress the physical force, I can control the power. When I completely compress my body to the height of a normal person, it will be the time for my body to be perfect." Xiang Yang waved, fearless.

"Immortal carefree body can start to practice."

Xiangyang's master shook his head helplessly, but after saying it, he stopped caring about Xiangyang's practice.

The road of practice, you need to walk out of it, in order to walk out of a real road to become the master.

If Xiang Yang really only followed his master's practice, he might be able to achieve his master's state as quickly as possible, but it is almost impossible to break through and become the Supreme Master.

"Can I start practicing?"

After listening to this, Xiang Yang was excited. "Great, I've long wanted to see if our supreme carefree body is weaker than Pangu's real body and wanjiebumie body. This can always be compared."

"..."

the purpose of cultivating Xiaoyao style is to compare the power of wanjiebumie and Pangu's real body. If the bastard was not his only true disciple and grandson, the old man would have killed him directly.

The son of a bitch who deceives his teacher and destroys his ancestors.

With a black face, he didn't go to see Xiang Yang. On one side, Sanxiao, sun monkey and Yang Jian were watching the eyes, nose and heart, pretending not to hear Xiang Yang's words.

"Taoist brother."

At this time, in the divine world, a figure of the supreme ancestor god emerged. Fang Zheng was the bareheaded ancestor god forced out of the chaos and emptiness by Xiang Yang's master not long ago.

The other side looked at Xiangyang's master with a smile on his face, and then looked at Yang Jian and sun monkey. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "yes, there are two demons and saints in Pangu's chaotic world. This kind of gambling is interesting."

Sun monkey and Yang Jian look at each other casually, and their faces change greatly. They just feel as if they are being watched by the supreme god of killing. It seems that as long as the other party moves freely, they can easily kill themselves.

"The supreme god!"

Their hearts trembled, and they finally realized the power of the supreme ancestor god in the chaotic world of Panyu.

"Well, what, bald man, why don't you praise me?" Xiang Yang was ignored by the other party, and he was immediately upset. What kind of eyes did this guy have? Yang Jian and sun monkey are evil saints. Aren't they strong?

What's more, you chaotic saints who participated in the war will be destroyed by my back.

"Shh... Don't talk." Xiang Yang's words immediately frightened the three night sisters. They quickly grabbed Xiang Yang and hid behind Xiangyang's master. They didn't dare to let Xiang Yang appear in front of each other. This was the supreme ancestor god. It was the same level of existence as Daozu. If Xiang Yang was arrogant, he would be able to kill Xiang Yang with one look in his eyes."Interesting."

After listening to Xiang Yang's words, this bald ancestor god didn't get angry, but looked at Xiang Yang carefully. After seeing this, he suddenly showed a color of surprise: "it has not become a saint, but its strength is no less than chaos saints, and even better than the two chaos saints who are strong evidence of Tao. OK, you can become the sharpening knife of the strongest sub saint in our world Stone. "

"The strongest Yasheng?"

After hearing this, Xiang Yang showed his curiosity and broke away from his hands for three nights. He asked the bald ancestor god with a smile, "my friend, the Asian sage in the chaotic world of Panyu seems not so good. How strong is the strongest one? Let him come out and let me have a look

"Better than you."

The bareheaded ancestor god was not angry with Xiang Yang for calling him "brother", but said with a smile.

"Poof..."

after hearing this, Xiang Yang burst out with a laugh, "man, this joke is not good to listen to. My strength is the strongest among the chaotic saints. Let alone Yasheng, I will kill as many as you come."

"No, you're a little short of it." The bald God shook his head.

"Let the strongest Yasheng in your world come out, and I'll kill each other with one sword." Xiang Yang can't help it. It's just Yasheng. Someone is stronger than himself. It's obviously impossible.

Before that, the magic immortal should be the strongest sub saint in the chaotic world of Panyu. He didn't think it was very good. Moreover, after the magic immortal became saint, other Asian saints' successors took the place. Could the second place be stronger than the magic immortal?

"It's not time for a big war."

The bareheaded ancestor god didn't want to pay attention to Xiang Yang, but said with a smile, "when it comes, you will be on. You are a good grindstone, very good, very good."

After hearing this, Xiang Yang couldn't help but sneer and said, "you dare not let him come out now, for fear that he will be destroyed by me. Thanks to you, you are still the Supreme God who dominates the realm half step. Do you mean to lie?"

With an old man standing beside him, Xiang Yang was not afraid of the ancestral God of the chaotic world in Panyu. He even thought that it was better to make the old man cut the other party with one sword.

He was very confident in the strength of the old man. He believed that the old man's power alone was enough to really kill the other party completely.

"Is that what you mean Instead of paying attention to Xiang Yang, the bald ancestor God turned his eyes to Xiang Yang's master.

"It's just kids playing." Xiang Yang's master said with a soft smile.

"In this case, if you have nothing to do with your leisure, how about letting the younger generation have a competition first?" The bareheaded ancestor god smiles. Although he can still keep calm and doesn't put Xiang Yang in his eyes, he can't help but let people test Xiang Yang.

Seeing Xiang Yang so confident, even this ancestor god is a little curious, want to know what kind of strength Xiang Yang, the Asian saint, has achieved.

"Yes." Xiang Yang's master's words were very simple. He said a word calmly on his face, so he closed his eyes and ignored each other.

Xiang Yang blinked, looked at the old man, beat the drum a little, and muttered, "this seems to be a bit interesting. I don't know what kind of strong man Panyu chaotic world will send over. I hope not to be too weak."

Boom!

With the fall of his soliloquy, we can see that the Supreme God's mind moved, and a thoroughfare extending from the divine world, and instantly reached his side.

In that thoroughfare, three strong men stepped out.

Among the three strong men, there is one sub saint and two chaotic saints.

However, although the Yasheng looks like a saint, his cultivation is really terrible. His breath is no less than that of the two chaotic saints.

"Well, this is to choose the three of us."

Xiang Yang looked at Sun monkey and Yang Jian, who also couldn't help laughing.

This bald ancestor god of Panyu chaotic world is obviously preparing to test Xiang Yang, Yang Jian and sun monkey, who can make him look at them with a straight eye. As for the three nights, they are only sanctified by normal means, and they are not even bothered to let people come and do things.

"Interesting."

Xiang Yang's three people laughed at the same time. They were all very confident in their own strength, especially sun Houzi and Yang Jian, who had just proved that Tao had become chaotic saints. They were absolutely the highest among the sages. Even if the chaotic saints came, they could fight, let alone the two chaotic saints.

"We'll have an appetizer before the real game starts."

Xiang Yang said at the same time, the opposite three strong people have come out of the channel, they salute to the bald ancestor god, "have seen the ancestor god."

"The three of them, choose your own."

The bareheaded ancestor god smilingly pointed to Xiang Yang three people.

"I want him."

The words of the bald ancestor god fell down, and the Holy One pointed to the monkey and called out.

"I want him."One of the saints pointed his hand at Yang Jian. In a blink of an eye, they wrapped up sun monkey and Yang Jian. Later, when the remaining chaotic sage found that only Xiang Yang was such a saint, he was not happy. "Fan Chong, you are just a sub saint. Go to deal with the sub saint in the same realm by yourself. Don't rob my opponent."

"No, Yasheng is too weak for me to do it." The sage shook his head.

"Let this Saint deal with an Asian saint?" The sage said discontentedly.

"Good." When the name was Fanzhong, ashenton was very happy.

"If you want to, you can deal with the weak one yourself."

"No

"..."

a chaotic saint and a Yasheng fought for each other. They did not want to deal with Xiang Yang. They felt that Xiang Yang was too weak to be worth their efforts.

Here, Yang Jian and sun monkey are all looking strange. I'm afraid these two guys have misunderstood something. Although Xiang Yang didn't become a saint, he was not as weak as they thought.

However, Xiang Yang's face was cold. He looked at the three guys, stood out with a sneer and pointed to them with one hand. "There's no need to talk nonsense. You three garbage can go together."

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