Chapter 1772

There was no fool present.

The induction of the holy emperor is so naked.

Even if the star picking ancestor can remain unmoved, it does not mean that the strong in other holy places are indifferent!

Xianyuan!

It's definitely Xianyuan!

Otherwise, how can an ancestral God cross the shackles of life and become an existence stepping on heaven in such a short time?

He also rose two levels in a row to reach the rare double stepping on the sky.

If one's own holy land can have this fate, it will be invincible in the eternal universe.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the Lord of the holy land gradually changed.

From the previous indifference, coldness, to sharpness, greed!

The Lord of the holy land is also a man.

Nature cannot escape seven emotions and six desires.

"Damn it!"

In the heart of Tao Zu who picked the star, he scolded low, shook off the words of the holy emperor, and immediately let Zhao Fang become the target of public criticism.

This is killing without a knife!

"I didn't get the so-called fairy fate. Shake up the old dog. You don't have to pull around and trap me in water and fire. Today I'm looking for you only for nishang, that is, nishuang!"

Zhao Fang said indifferently.

Even if the Lord of the Holy Land glanced one after another, Zhao Fang was still calm.

"Hand over Xianyuan. For nishang's sake, I can keep you a whole corpse!"

Zhao Fang's words stunned everyone.

Never stop talking!

Shake the smile on the emperor's face and disappear a little.

The only thing hanging at last was cold and murderous.

"Little bunny, do you still want to throw dirty water on me? Who is not the overlord of one side and can't see through your little trick?"

Shaking the light, the holy emperor joked and looked at Zhao Fang coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense, little rabbit, if you kill the strong star, you should balance your life with your life. Accept your life!"

Unexpected.

The first one to do it was not the shining emperor who was challenged by Zhao Fang, but the Lord of the ancient stars.

As soon as the star master made a move, there were stars to cover the sky and reflect the sun and moon. It was magnificent and dangerous!

"Hehe ~ to deal with a young generation, the star Lord, you do it yourself. It's a bit of a fuss!"

Shake the light and the emperor smiles.

That said.

But he beat Zhao Fang before the star master.

The lips of the masters of other holy places burst into a sneer.

They all see.

These two people are so anxious to start. They both like Zhao Fang's opportunity and want to grab it and take it for themselves!

Otherwise.

A junior, how can two holy land masters worth fighting at the same time?

"Want to kill me? You're not qualified!"

Zhao Fang shook his head. In the face of the attack and killing of the Lord of the two holy places, he still took his time and launched a counterattack.

Alone against the Lord of the two holy places?

Everyone is confused!

Even taozu, who picked stars, was a little silly.

In his impression, Zhao Fang is not an arrogant short-sighted man.

Now, how to make this seemingly brave and actually seek death?

"No, we must stop them. We can't let them kill Zhao Fang."

No matter whether Zhao Fang is really out of his mind, wants to compete with the leaders of the two holy places, or has other means, the ancestor of picking stars can't sit idly by.

He did it.

Pick the star and kill the star master directly.

"Pick a star, you'd better watch it!"

The star Lord's eyes were cold and endless stars shrouded the Taoist ancestors of picking stars. Both sides met each other hard and failed to do anything about each other.

When the two sides are deadlocked.

They looked at Zhao Fang and the holy emperor.

The holy emperor's means are amazing. He raises his hand to empty big handprint and turns his hand to mix yuan holy light. Whether it is power or momentum, it is ten thousand times more terrible than shaking the Holy Son.

Zhao Fang looked calm.

Waving his sleeves, the star picking hand appeared.

Do not retreat, do not avoid, and shake the light holy emperor!

Bang!

In the astonishing noise, the terrible air waves were madly handed in all directions.

The two people who were originally the first to bear the brunt were as tall as pines in the wind and rain and rocks by the stream. No matter how violent the storm was, the soles of their feet seemed to be rooted in the earth and motionless!

The boiling air wave passed.

They are still facing each other.

Shake the light on the emperor's casual face, revealing a surprised look.

"Nine turn star picking hand!"

Shaking the light, the holy emperor looked at the ancestor of the star picking Taoist priest and said in a deep voice: "younger martial brother, I really found a good successor!"

The Taoist ancestor who picked the stars also looked confused.

Just now, when Zhao Fang dealt with the gloomy old man of the ancient stars, he also used the star picking hand.

The star picker at that time had only seven turns.

Rao was so surprised that he picked up the star.

Since the founding of the star picking hand, Zhao Fang has been the only one who can reach the level of seven turn star picking hand in 50 years!

Even if he died, it took him nearly a hundred years to squeeze into the seven turn star picking hand.

At that time, my grandfather was shocked.

But now.

He found himself wrong!

Zhao Fang's star picking hand is not seven turns, but nine turns!

It took the founder countless years to achieve the nine turns!

It's only 50 years since Zhao Fang got the star.

Fifty years

Nine turn star picker?

He felt that he had been practicing on dogs for tens of thousands of years. Compared with Zhao Fang, he simply failed to the extreme!

"Is that all you have?"

When the people were shocked that Zhao Fang could compete with the Lord of the holy land, Zhao Fang took a negative hand and spoke faintly.

This bearing is full of a condescending contempt.

Shaking the light, the emperor's calm face was filled with a trace of cold.

"If you don't do it now, when will you wait? If you let this boy slip away today, the universe will be his world in the future!"

That's right.

Immediately let the remaining masters of the Holy Land frown.

Although I know that shaking the light emperor is motivating the generals to drag them into the water.

But they went into the water without hesitation!

The balance of the universe today cannot be broken.

They don't want Zhao Fang to be an alternative!

The seven figures took a step forward, and the seven breath, like Seven Sacred Mountains stretching for thousands of miles, rolled over Zhao Fang with a terrible smell like a prison!

Except that the old man in Wanlong's nest didn't move and didn't respond.

The masters of the other nine holy places have started!

"You..."

Taoist Zu's face changed greatly.

It never occurred to me that the Lord of the holy land, regardless of his identity, surrounded and assaulted a young generation.

"Picking stars, it has nothing to do with you. Leave quickly. We won't involve you!"

"This son will kill the future of our holy land and break the inheritance of our holy land. He has a deep hatred with our holy land. He must not let go easily!"

The Lord of the seven holy places looked solemn on the grounds of high sounding.

As for whether this is really the case.

Then only they know.

"OK, everybody, let's take this son together. We'll talk about other things later!"

Shake the emperor's proposal.

In an instant.

Except that the star Lord was still dragged by the Taoist ancestor of picking stars, the other eight attacked and killed Zhao Fang one after another.

For a time, Zhao Fang's situation was extremely critical!

With Zhao Fang's current combat strength, he has an 80% chance of winning against the Lord of a holy land.

The two barely drew.

If there are three, you will lose!

Eight together, even if he uses the initial universe, he also has the risk of falling.