"Who are you and why do you suddenly appear in the third domain?"

The extraordinary sage had to stand up at this time, because if he didn't stand up, I'm afraid it's not the current situation, and there's no way to control it.

Waiting for them, there is only a dead end, there is no room for explanation.

"As for us, we are ancient god's residence. You can believe it or not."

"Yes, we come from ancient times and parasitize on our master. Unfortunately, if our master had not been dragged down by us, he would have been a great emperor now."

"Yeah, yeah, we're dragging it down."

"In fact, according to the truth, as far as the growth track of our master is concerned, it's too simple for him to grow up, especially the skill he practiced."

"As long as you swallow three equal opponents, you can be promoted. That's terrible. How much has he swallowed? We don't know. In fact, what he ate was just food for us. "

"Speaking of this, I feel sorry for the master."

For a moment, all kinds of terror in ancient times or other periods incarnated by this group of heaven and earth visions, at this time, all of them looked at Liu Qian and Bodhisattva, who had already appeared in the shadow of their birth, and gave a smile.

When Liu Qian heard this, he suddenly realized that something was very wrong. There were many things beyond his expectation and imagination, especially in the cultivation, there were many results that made Liu Qian feel incredible.

For example, you can cultivate lingtianjue. According to lingtianjue, it's easy for Liu Qian to be promoted to the great emperor because of the existence he devours. But now, even the endless aura accumulated in the initial cultivation hasn't promoted him.

What's more, Liu Qian is not the only one who is absorbing the energy, but also his followers, who are also stifling the existence of tyranny and absorbing each other's energy. However, Liu Qian is supposed to be responsible for all the energy, but these guys indirectly take away most of it.

At this time, knowing the truth, Liu Qian really has an impulse to cry. It's not that he doesn't upgrade recently, but that he is really dragged down.

But when I think of these guys, when I say this, looking at Liu Qian, I will also show my gratitude. Liu Qian's heart is also calm. At least, the conscience of these guys is not completely broken, which is very gratifying for Liu Qian.

"Er --"

However, the extraordinary sage who heard these words didn't think so. The extraordinary emperor could break through so easily. What a ghost!

These guys brag and don't draft!

But believe it or not, now the other side is bound to be strong and powerful. They are not even opponents. It's estimated that as long as the other side shows the highest momentum, they will be completely unable to move. How can they fight?

"Why, unconvinced?"

There is a terrible Taoist standing out, behind a broken butterfly flying, with the same luster of white jade, which makes people excited.

"If you're not convinced, you can come here. Lao Dao wants to see your means."

Behind him are an old man with white hair and two middle-aged men who are a little younger. One has a huge axe on his back, the other has four long swords in his hand, and there is a map floating on his head. The old man is not outdone. There is a yellow pagoda on his head, a treasure map, and all kinds of treasures floating around him, which is extremely miraculous. In addition, there are twelve different forms of existence. Some of them have two dragons on their feet, some of them have a dragon on their arm, and some of them are ferocious. The hearts of those who just look at them are trembling. These twelve are the twelve witches in the legend. At this time, they also stand up with them.

There is another little dragon, which is only 100 meters long, but has a terrifying momentum. Even if its strength is not as good as the extraordinary sage peak of the demons that day, just its momentum can make the opponent breathless. It can be seen how strong this little dragon's blood is.

One existence after another, all stand up, stamp one's feet gently, heaven and earth tremble for it, there are terrible waves appearing in the mid air, rolling up, the clouds are broken.

Well——

These supernatural saints, seeing this scene, did not dare to fight. They all looked at it eagerly, and did not dare to show any provocative posture. They were afraid that they would be killed in the next second. They all looked at their nose and their heart, and they looked cautious.

"I dare not. This time, we are wrong."

That day, the peak saint of the demon clan stood up with a bitter face. He didn't dare to be unwilling. He sincerely apologized to the group of heaven and earth visions and lowered his arrogant head.

"Wrong? No, no, no, you're right. Standing in your position, you're right. At least in our opinion, you're not wrong at all. Even you're right. If we stand in your position, we'll be the same as you, even better than you. "

The old Taoist with mysterious jade butterflies floating behind him said with a smile, "but from our standpoint, judging from the fact that you guys chased our master away, it's not over!"

It's not over?

That day, the peak saint of the demon clan was stunned and said, "but, but I'm all wrong."

Yes, he not only admitted his mistake, he even lowered his noble head and lost his self-esteem, just for a chance of survival. If he wants to survive, he must pay the due price. He did so without any resentment. He can deal with it as he should. He has no resentment.

"If it's useful to admit your mistake, I'll kill you now. I'm telling you I'm sorry. Do you feel good?"

The old Taoist priest, with a mysterious Jade Butterfly floating behind him, laughs and says, "since you know it's useless, so --"

Speaking of this, Lao Dao raised his right hand slightly and said, "go ahead, there's nothing to say."

With his hand falling down, the terrible scene of death appeared almost instantaneously, and all kinds of elements rushed out almost instantaneously. All the targets were gathered in the supreme body of the line of demons and saints in front of him.

It's a terrible hand covering the sky, it's a terrible blade after another, rolling endless killing intention, almost in a flash, without any neglect and compromise.

The killing was only on the front line, and there was almost no accident. This group of opponents who could have forced Liu Qian and Bodhisattva to die were killed in seconds, and there was no room for them.

In the sky, there are energy masses floating, turning into countless rays, which float into different visions of heaven and earth, and are absorbed, leaving nothing. Even some magic weapons are broken, forced into energy flow, absorbed by them, mercilessly.

This scene, only to see the Bodhisattva trembling, this is also a bit too hard, not to give a chance? But think about it. If the other party finds her and Liu Qian, it will not give them any chance. If they can kill them, they can wipe them out, leaving no future trouble.

By doing so, we can not only solve our worries perfectly, but also add our own power in a short time. Whoever we are, will do so, even the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Liu Qian doesn't have much feeling. He always does things without future troubles. Especially for those opponents who have the potential to retaliate against him, he should slap them to death at the very beginning. Where can he give them the space and time to develop little by little? That's just to add trouble to himself. Only some stupid villains in his family will do that.

"We may have to deposit it with you for a long time. We deeply regret the trouble we have caused you."

The old Taoist with the mysterious Jade Butterfly floating behind him comes to Liu Qian and bows slightly.

"It's OK. I'm used to it."

Liu Qian said something against his will. Lao Dao naturally understood it and said with a smile, "in a word, you won't suffer losses. Some things are called long-term investment. Maybe you can't feel anything now, but if you put them in the future, you will get unexpected results."

"I know, I know."

Liu Qian smiles and knows that his words have been exposed, but he doesn't say anything. He just looks at the old Taoist in front of him and feels familiar. It seems that there is such a character in the myth, and he is the best one. Liu Qian is curious and says, "are you Hongjun?"

"It's just me."

Old Taoist Hongjun smiles and nods. Instead of denying Liu Qian's conjecture, he frankly admits it.

"Sure enough, but I'm curious. Why do you all depend on me instead of others? You know, there are many people who are more talented than me."

Liu Qian thought for a while, and then said, it's just that there are people with better talent than him. Liu Qian doesn't even know this, because he knows the extent of his evil, which makes people shy away. Maybe, or maybe not. In a word, there are a lot of people who are afraid of his talent or capital, He knows this better.

"Better than your talent?"

"The one and only the one and only one as like as two peas. As like as two peas," he said, "I'm not sure who can replace you. I can say that you are unique. You can say that every one in this world is unique. Even if it is the same, there is a single line of separation. Nothing, anything or anything, is exactly the same. And you, in this unique, belong to the first

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