Chapter 713： Please Meteorite 1!

Wow!

In the depths of Li Wushan, the shrine of this world suddenly flashed, and at this moment there was a strange voice in the mind of the creatures in Li Wushan!

"Meteorite clan inherited this world, and those who are destined to get it!"

what!

Meteorite family inheritance!

What race is that!

The major tribes were shocked, and some people pondered for a moment, turning into Xuanguang and rushing towards the depths of Liwu Mountain!

"really......"

Among the Taihao tribe, the mottled old face on the ancient tea tree also showed a look of surprise.

"Shall we go?"

Patriarch Yao Guang frowned and asked for the ancient tea tree.

"It doesn't matter whether you go or not. Although the family is a legend, the legend is nothing in front of the world beast. I have a hunch that even if the family really comes, I am afraid... Be scared!"

Ancient tea tree mottled old face replied.

"what?"

Yao Guang was confused.

Be scared?

What does it mean?

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In the depths of Li Wushan, a group of figures swept through quickly. The three Shangxian of Dashangguo also arrived with the Ziyun chariot of Dashangguo. At the moment, they were suspended above, all staring at the small bone on Chen Zheng's shoulder!

Chen Zheng was ignored directly. A monk in the period of refining was not in their eyes. In their eyes, there was only the crown of the sun on the small bone!

"The divine crown is born, and the saints have predicted that the divine crown is the thing of the great merchant country. If you are a wise animal, present the divine crown yourself! The disciples under this saint are from eternity. The ancient immortal of the ancient country, this sword can cut you off!"

The middle-aged man in white in San Shangxian Zhongyi opened his mouth, holding his sword in both hands, and said indifferently.

"Heaven... You are also called Litian."

Chen Zheng smiled.

"What are you, do you have the qualifications to speak here?" Just as soon as he opened his mouth, another Tsing Yi middle-aged man in the three fairies immediately stared at him with cold eyes: "Small thing, Qingyun, a disciple of the Holy Master, comes from The Eternal Kingdom! If you dare to say another word, this seat will destroy your soul!"

"Qingyun...Oh."

Chen Zheng chuckled.

"Boy looking for death!"

When the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi heard it, he raised his hand in anger and wanted a sword, but it was held down by the middle-aged man in the Jin robe beside him.

"Brother Qingyun Mo should be excited, why bother with a kid in the refining period." The middle-aged man in Jinpao chuckled and looked at Chen Zheng, then looked at the bones, and then said to Chen Zheng: "Children, this seat Su Tianjun, a disciple of the Master, is also from the eternal ancient country. Three of our brothers and teachers followed the Master to the great Shangguo of Tiannan Daoyu. Apart from the Holy Master, no one in Tiannan Dao can be our three. Brother opponents. But we are not killers, so you let your spiritual pet drop the crown, you can leave."

"Cracking sky? Qingyun? Su Tianjun? Lying trough! This is simply plagiarism!"

As soon as the small eyeball turned, it opened its mouth.

The outsiders don't know it, but it is very clear. The three names of Litian, Qingyun, and Sutianjun are all related to the owner, and they are the names of the three guys the owner once pointed! When I was in the spirit world, I also saw Qingyun’s reincarnated children, and that was the real Qingyun! In this wild ancient world, it may be just a coincidence that a saint appeared, and now there are three fakes coming out. This is simply naked plagiarism!

Which **** chaosed in the wild ancient world?

"Plagiarism?"

"What do you mean!"

"Your little animal is a bit interesting."

The three celestial beings opened one after another, and the people of all tribes in Liwushan below showed a doubtful color at this moment, and did not understand what the plagiarism of the small bone fingers was.

"It seems that the saint is also fake."

Chen Zheng smiled.

"Smear the holy teacher, the boy is looking for death!"

When the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi heard it, he was furious again, raising his hand was a sword!

boom!

Qingxuan Jianmang broke out!

"Shangxian!"

"very scary!"

"Oh my God!"

Seeing this scene, the people of all the tribes instantly showed a horrified look, shaking one by one and backing away!

Fairy!

The fairy of Dashangguo!

An immortal from the eternal ancient country!

That young man is about to die!

Thorn!

Jianmang tears time and space!

A strange twist in time and space!

"dead!"

A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi received a beautiful sword, and then sneered!

but!

Chen Zhengdong is too lazy to move!

The Jianmang, which tore the space and time, looked terrifying, but Chen Zheng was unharmed!

"Huh? It's more interesting."

The middle-aged man in Jinpao frowned, then smiled.

"This kid!"

The middle-aged man in white looked dark and stared at Chen Zheng.

"This seat is a celestial god, how could it not be able to cut you! This sword is enough to destroy the entire territory of Tiannan Road!"

Middle-aged man in Tsing Yi growls!

The people of the tribes below were stunned at the moment, Xuantian Heavenly Immortal, that was the high-level upper immortal of the Eternal Kingdom. Just now that sword was even cut off in time and space, but failed to cut that young man!

This... why is this!

"Cut! Xuan Xian is Xuan Xian, what Xuan Tian Xian Xian, do you think the word Xuan Tian will enhance your character? You don't have that ability, do you really claim to be an ancestor?"

Xiao Gu dismissed a smile.

"I'll try your flesh!"

The middle-aged man in white suddenly opened his mouth, and a horror of sword spirit exploded in an instant. I saw a huge sword shadow emerged, and it was a cut towards Chen Zheng!

Wow!

A sword!

Liwu Mountain cracked below!

"Oh my god!"

"escape!"

"Prestige of Immortality!"

The people of the tribes below screamed in horror and retreated again!

however!

Chen Zheng is still unscathed!

"The counterfeit is a counterfeit after all, and you don't deserve the name Litian."

Chen Zheng shook his head gently.

"you!"

The middle-aged man in white stared at Chen Zheng with a stern eye, and immediately shouted again, a more terrifying sword shadow formed instantly, and once again faced Chen Zheng!

"Back to you."

Chen Zheng raised his right hand and flicked it at will.

what!

The middle-aged man in white was shocked, and he just wanted to step back, and the huge sword shadow that had been cut out rebounded instantly!

Thorn!

Middle-aged man in white!

A fairy dress is broken!

this moment!

Bloody body!

"This... is absolutely impossible. You are just a virtual cultivator, and you are only a thousand miles away from the level of the fairy in Xuantian!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stared, staring at Chen Zheng!

"You... are also from the eternal ancient kingdom? You have a top-level fairy? Which disciple of an ancient fairy is you? It seems that there is an ancient fairy who wants to trip the saints. Coming on the order of the saint, you must have the sun crown of the Meteor God family." The middle-aged man in Jinpao stared at Chen Zheng for a few times and suddenly smiled: "Young man, I am afraid you do not know The God family is related, you can’t even imagine that the magic weapon we brought this time can ask the Meteor Gods to come and let the Meteor Gods promise three requests. So young people, I will remind you one last time, you still have time to go now ."

Talking!

The middle-aged man in Jinpao made a move, and a golden command appeared in his hand!

Wow!

The golden rune emerged!

The temple below responded instantly!

A horrible supernatural power shrouded Li Wushan instantly!

The faces of all tribes have changed!

"True Su Tianjun, although her mother-in-law and mother-in-law have some words about tuberculosis, will never give the opponent a chance to escape, and you are just a fake."

However, Chen Zheng only flirted.

"Huh! This seat is Su Tianjun! This seat was born to be called Su Tianjun! This name is given by the saint! This seat is not playing who, this seat is not replacing anyone, nor is it someone's counterfeit! Young people, toasting and not eating fine wine, even if you stand behind an ancient immortal, that ancient immortal can't save you today!"

The middle-aged man in Jinpao snorted coldly, throwing out the golden order in his hand, and suddenly swept into the red temple!

boom!

Crimson Temple!

A ray of fire rose into the sky!

This fire is like a bridge to heaven!

Connected to the mysterious land beyond the sky in the wild ancient world!

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

In an instant!

In the light!

One figure after another appeared!

no more, no less!

Exactly nine!

These nine figures wore blood-colored sacrificial robesAlthough their eyes were closed, the breath released invisible, let the people and creatures of all tribes in Liwushan only glance at one, and only felt the scalp numbness !

These nine figures!

Not human at all!

These nine figures!

It's all like a corpse!

And every figure has a rotten face!

Just like!

Like a dead creature crawling out of a ghost hell!