Chapter 4221： Supreme Qizhi

Chapter 4221: Supreme Qizhi

"I really can't suppress it anymore."

In the border zone of this empire, the voice of despair uttered from the mouth of the **** operator.

"Since you can't suppress it, don't suppress it. Break through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm as soon as possible. Maybe there is still a chance."

Since this divination can no longer be suppressed, what is he doing desperately suppressing? Directly release all of them, and then break through to the middle stage of Xianwu realm in one go.

It's a pity that this tribulation is not a joke, this thing can kill humans, so it is still unknown whether this divine fortune can survive.

"Wang Feng, even if I die, I will not let you go if I become a ghost."

He wanted Wang Feng to help, but he said that he had important things that he couldn't get away from. This was obviously timid and fearful, so this **** fortune really wanted to get rid of Wang Feng.

The freezing point of this realm has broken, so it is difficult for this **** to suppress the power surging in his body. Even if he exhausted his abilities, he could not suppress it.

Since it can't be suppressed, let's release it completely as Jiang Yihuan said.

Today, either die or live to become the mid-level supreme of the Immortal Martial Realm. God fortune tellers only have these two options, and his calculations can't help him now.

"Appeared."

Almost immediately after the divine fortuneteller withdrew from his oppressive power, he was immediately covered by the violent power of the great avenue, and above his head, a black cloud swiftly pressed from the top, and his tribulation had come. Up.

Seeing the rush of Jieyun in the sky, coupled with that terrifying coercion, this **** fortuneteller felt a deep despair.

But he understands that he must resist this tribulation, otherwise he will not be killed by the emperor, then I am afraid that he will be bombarded and killed by this tribulation.

Seeing that Jieyun has appeared, Jiang Yihuan has no way to stand next to this **** fortune-teller, because if he stands in this place, he will definitely be stabbed to death by the fortune-teller's Jie Lei, he is definitely unable to stop him. living.

Even if it can be blocked, how many times can he resist?

"Believe in yourself, and also believe in Wang Feng, he will definitely not watch you die." At this time, Jiang Yihuan let out a roar.

"I really want to kill me."

There was a sound in his mouth, and then the fortune teller stopped talking, because he wanted to sort out his mood, and then faced the terrible catastrophe.

The external enemy may be able to help him, but the Heavenly Tribulation is something that no one can help. Even once someone steps in, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation will be multiplied. Wang Feng played this trick last time.

Therefore, if this **** fortune teller wants to survive, the first thing he needs to consider is the issue of this tribulation. If this tribulation cannot be passed, then he must have only a dead end, and he does not even need the emperor to intervene.

"go!"

On the side of Emperor Yongzhen, when they noticed the breath released by this **** fortune teller, they immediately rushed towards the place where the **** fortune teller and Jiang Yihuan were as if they had seen a bright light in the dark night.

They have to rush over, even in front of the emperor, because if they are late, maybe when they pass, the day lily might be cold.

And at the moment in the palace, the emperor who was closing his eyes and resting his mind suddenly opened his eyes, and at the moment his eyes opened, he directly stood up and stood up.

At the same time, the prince who was also in the palace opened his eyes at the same time.

There is no way, this is someone who hits the middle stage of the immortal martial realm. This is too strong for their feelings. Maybe others can't feel it, but for them, it's like a light in the night, they don't want to see it. It's hard.

"Father, someone is about to hit the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm." At this time, the voice of the great prince rang beside Jiang Kun. Although the others hadn't arrived yet, his voice had passed.

"Go, let's see who is going to hit the mid-level cultivation base of the Immortal Martial Realm."

It’s not that the emperor didn’t want anyone to break through to the middle of the immortal martial realm, but for him, he even more hoped that those who broke through could join the camp of their royal family, so that they would be qualified to continue to stand above these nine heavens. .

No matter who the other party is, they have to go and see.

And just when the father and son were about to go out, the dragon arrived.

You must know that Shenlong, like them, is the cultivation base of the middle level of this immortal martial realm, so the two big princes have already sensed it, so how could he not feel it.

"Walk with us?" Jiang Kun asked when he looked at the dragon.

"What do you think?"

While they were speaking, the three figures directly dissipated in place, and when they appeared again, they had already reached the starry sky, and they were not far away from where the **** operator was.

The six supreme lords will meet almost at the same time. What kind of battle will it be?

"Unexpectedly, it has come so soon."

Now that they have already begun to welcome this super catastrophe, at this moment, this **** fortune teller naturally has a perception that is many times stronger than before.

Although the emperor hadn't gotten close to this **** fortune teller, but the **** fortune teller had already felt it, there was no way, this middle-level cultivation base of the Immortal Martial Realm was so powerful.

The Great Tribulation has already appeared, and this divine fortunekeeper can no longer care about Wang Feng at this moment. He must do his best to deal with the Great Tribulation, or he will die in it.

All kinds of treasures surround him at this moment, all of which are defensive magic weapons. From a distance, the **** fortune teller at this moment is like a businessman who sells this magic weapon It is quite funny. .

But don't underestimate these magic weapons, each of these magic weapons can be described as the ultimate treasure. After all, a person like a **** fortune tells him that there are so many treasures on his body. Right now this is just a part of it.

If it was normal, he would be reluctant to take these things out for use, but now in order to save his life, he has to take them out, because compared to his own life, these things don't seem to be so precious.

If you have fate to make money, you also have to have fate. This kind of fortune teller does not dare to have the slightest hidden selfishness.

These magic weapons may not be able to resist for long, but as long as these magic weapons can help this divine fortunekeeper resist a few more days of calamity, then maybe his chances of successfully crossing the catastrophe will increase?

"An Sheng Dujie, I am waiting to come to help you."

Just when the **** fortune had no bottom in his heart, suddenly a voice resembling a Cang Ming sounded from the sky, and the Emperor Yongzhen had arrived with the two supreme Ye Family.

Originally, the fortuneteller was very desperate, but when he saw that there were three Supremes coming to help him, his face couldn't help showing a trace of excitement.

Because he has at least seen his hope of successfully crossing the catastrophe.

"The support called by Wang Feng is here."

Hearing this voice, Jiang Yihuan couldn't help being a little excited at this moment. He knew that these people must be called by Wang Feng, otherwise, who would please move these few great gods?

All of a sudden there were three guardians of the law, so even if his eldest brother came here, I am afraid it would be difficult to bypass them and attack this **** operator, right?

"God fortune teller, you must succeed in crossing the catastrophe, or you will lose to Wang Feng." This Jiang Yihuan shouted.

"I will succeed!"

Hearing Jiang Yihuan's words, the face of the **** operator couldn't help showing a trace of firmness.