Chapter 1652： reluctantly

"How about that?"

Zhao Shuang'er clenched her silver teeth tightly, and even the senior brother was slapped to death by that Pengsheng. How can they compete with these noble people.

"Why don't Senior Sister Zhao enter the secret treasure with me and ask these senior brothers and sisters to drag him for a while?"

Zhang Jiuji pondered for a moment, and the breath emanating from Pengsheng just now contained a wisp of imperial power.

Even he felt extremely frightened.

Chen Zaijian is dead, I am afraid that the Perak Sect will soon notice.

The dozens of noble realms in front of them only need to resist for a moment, and perhaps a strong man from the Thunder Sect will come and kill Pengsheng.

No matter how bad it is, wait until he first obtains the fortune in the secret treasure, and then ask Yinyue to take action and kill Zhao Shuanger and Pengsheng.

The two major forces are heirs to compete for treasure, and the ordinary powerhouse will not be involved at all.

It's a pity that they won't know, the lives of these two people are only in my mind, Zhang Jiuji.

Created by me! !

"This...not so good..."

Zhao Shuang'er was obviously a little hesitant, but with her strength, although she could not be Pengsheng's opponent, isn't it more than enough to deal with a Gong Jiu?

"Senior sister! Don't hesitate, this Pengsheng obviously won't let you go. Could it be that you really want to be his concubine?!"

Zhang Jiuji gritted his teeth and drank lightly, while Zhao Shuanger was stunned for a moment, and finally took a deep breath and shouted coldly, "Brothers, let's make a thunder and fire formation!"

"Yes! Holy Maiden!"

Hearing this, the disciples of the Perak Sect immediately used their spiritual power to surround Pengsheng in the center.

"Unbelievable!"

Pengsheng snorted coldly, and folded his arms around his arms, not intending to take everyone's eyes at all.

"kill!!"

Seeing this scene, the faces of the disciples became heavier, and as their palms changed, they saw thunderbolts descending from the sky one after another, heading towards Pengsheng to suppress them.

"That's it?"

However, what is shocking is that at this time, Pengsheng still did not use a trace of spiritual power, and let the thunderbolts fall, and he used the power of his flesh to resist them all.

joke.

In the past five hundred years, he has merged with the blood of the great emperor, and the thunder calamity karma he has endured is not ten thousand times more terrifying than this?

"Gong Jiu! Quick!"

Zhao Shuanger clenched her silver teeth tightly, and there was sadness in her eyes.

Obviously, none of these Thunderbolt Sect disciples today will survive.

But as long as she can get the good fortune here, it is not a loss.

"Okay!"

Zhang Jiuji frowned, and did not dare to hesitate any longer. The moment his palm was stretched out, the imprint of reincarnation suddenly bloomed with profound brilliance.

"Buzz!"

In the land of thousands of miles, the rays of light are everywhere.

I saw that above the ancient jasper tree, the divine pattern was condensed, and the mist was rising.

And in the middle of its branches, a strange spiritual swirling tree hole is slowly emerging.

At the same time, in the Perak Sect.

Ling Xiao, Zhao Wu and others suddenly put down their wine glasses, walked out of the hall, and looked in the direction of Taixu Mountain.

"Does the Sect Master feel it too?"

"Emperor... how is that possible?"

At this time, Zhao Wu's face suddenly turned pale.

Although the creations in Taixu Mountain are extremely rare, the emperor's power...

Isn't the Holy Emperor Palace too exaggerated?

"Is it Emperor?"

Ling Xiao raised a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be some thought in his eyes.

He also felt that breath, it was indeed a wisp of imperial power.

However, this thread of emperor power is too sloppy, and there is a clear gap between Chi Yan and Emperor Wu.

Obviously, this person with the power of the emperor is not the real emperor.

"Sect...Sect Master!!"

On the mountain road in the distance, two young disciples suddenly swept over, their eyes were frightened, and they hesitated.

"What's the matter! Say it!"

Zhao Wu's eyelids twitched slightly, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

These two people are the disciples of the Thunder Sect who are in charge of taking care of the life tablets, and they think of the previous emperor's power.

It's over, Barbie Q! !

"Sect Master, the eldest brother's life card is broken..."

The faces of the two disciples were pale. As the strongest person in the contemporary cultivation, Chen Zaijian's talent was not as good as Zhao Shuang'er's, but his realm had already stepped into the holy realm, and he had condensed three holy patterns.

He is the most promising person in the entire Perak Sect to step into the supreme level in a thousand years.

But now... but suddenly fell into Taixu Mountain! !

"what!!"

Zhao Wu's body trembled, his feet staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

"metropolitan!!"

But, before the panic on his face dissipated, several figures swept across the mountain road in the distance.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Sect Master!! Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Senior Brother... Thirteen Senior Senior Brother's life cards are all broken!!"

"what!!!"

At this time, Zhao Wu only felt a blackness in front of him, and his whole body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Although he guessed that the battle for good fortune will definitely cause casualties.

But he still seems to have underestimated the ruthlessness of the Holy Emperor Palace, and actually slaughtered him in the contemporary era? !

"Shuang'er... how is Shuang'er!!"

"Sect Master, Senior Sister Shuang'er has no..."

"Push!"

A strand of blood dripped from the corner of Zhao Wu's mouth, but the young disciple scratched his head, "Senior sister is fine."

"I say you..."

Rao was due to Zhao Wu's temperament, and at this time, he almost couldn't restrain the killing intent in his heart, and executed the little disciple on the spot.

"Emperor...Emperor!!"

Suddenly, Zhao Wu seemed to think of something. He knelt down on his knees, moved to Ling Xiao, and hugged his thighs with both hands, "I beg the emperor to do justice to my Thunder Sect!!"

Since the Holy Emperor Palace has made a ruthless attack, I am afraid that whether it is him or the ancestor of the Perak Sect, it will be difficult to change the situation.

Only Ling Xiao, the descendant of the Ling clan, the emperor of the human race might keep the last hope of the Thunder Sect.

"This... the battle of creation..."

Ling Xiao frowned, seeming to be a little embarrassed.

"Emperor!! I beg you to save Shuang'er, Zhao Wu is a cow and a horse, and he will do anything! No, ask Shuang'er to be a cow and a horse for you!"

"Zhao Sect Master's words are serious, and it is indeed too much to cut off people's inheritance. I will go and see, I hope it is still too late."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, his eyes were deep, and he took a step and disappeared instantly.

"Sect Master, we..."

Behind Zhao Wu, the elders of the Thunderbolt Sect looked ashen, and their hearts were obviously full of anger.

"Emperor... It seems that the Holy Emperor Palace this time, most of them have moved the mind of destroying my Thunder Sect..."

Zhao Wu sighed, raised his head and closed his eyes, full of melancholy.

"Forget it, since the emperor is gone, let's just wait and see what happens."

If there is really an emperor in Taixu Mountain, or even just a fake emperor, it is not something that the Thunderbolt Sect can compete with.

And once everyone goes, if the words are wrong, it may cause a catastrophe.

"Hey!"

The entire Perak sect suddenly fell into mourning.

At this time, in the depths of Taixu Mountain, Zhang Jiuji stared gloomily at the slowly opening entrance to the secret realm, turning his head from time to time to look at the battle situation behind him.

only!

Even if dozens of Venerable Realm teamed up to set up a big formation, they still couldn't hurt Pengsheng one bit.

I saw that the young emperor of the Holy Emperor Palace could shatter the head of a thunderbolt sect with just one palm.

In just a short moment, in the ancient forest, blood flowed into rivers, and bones were scattered everywhere.

After the last Perak disciple fell to the ground, Pengsheng's eyes finally turned to Zhang Jiuji and Zhao Shuang'er.

"It's your turn."