Chapter 1090： I heard you are invincible?

Huang Quanzong!

Soaring sky!

The disciples of Huang Quanzong looked back at Houshan in amazement. They all knew that it must be that Chen Zu had refined an extraordinary magic weapon before this amazing vision appeared!

"The entire Hanquan Dao area is agitated, I can feel that they are all coming towards Huangquanzong!"

"This time I'm afraid that it's not just that the Hanquan Dao is so simple. The mighty forces of the entire world of Futu may send people! Wan Tu Men, Bu Tian Dao, Yin Yang Dao, Tianmo Mountain, Futu Men and even those saints who have not been in this world for a long time! In the world, although Budumen Gate has the largest name, there are still a few real saints, but I don’t know why it has never appeared in the world!"

"Those guys shouldn't even know that Chen Zu destroyed Zhuoxian Sect. If those guys knew that Chen Zu had destroyed Zhuoxian Sect, even the leader of Zhuoxian Sect was cut, would they dare to come to our Huangquan Sect?"

Whisper!

In the hall of Huangquanzong, the oracle gate three ancestors guarded it. At this moment, the brows were all wrinkled, and the light flew out of the hall, hanging above the Huangquanzong, facing each other with a horn, facing each other. Change!

"Humph! Are the three ancestors wanting to stop this seat from seizing the treasure? Get out of this seat!"

Above the night sky!

The blood is flowing!

Just listen to a cold drink!

The three ancestors of the oracle door were suppressed in one face-to-face!

"This......"

The disciples of Huang Quanzong froze for a moment. How could the three ancestors of the oracles be suppressed again? The three ancestors of the oracles were all the pinnacle ancestors, really not weak! How can it be suppressed every time it is shot, is this a regular pattern?

"That's... Wan Tu's blood!"

"The ancestor of Wantumen Wantu, the first killer of Hanquan Daoyu, once slaughtered the only fairy dynasty of Hanquan Daoyu with one person's power. Later, it was said that it was a saint who shot it, and it suppressed it! Old Tu Tu broke free from the shackles!"

"His breath is terrifying. No wonder he crushed the three ancestors in one face. The treasure of Huang Quanzong's appearance tonight is definitely his. We can't rob him!"

Within tens of miles of Huang Quanzong, no fewer than three thousand monks have come. At this moment, they are either lurking in secret or watching from afar. I used to think about how to seize the treasure, but now I saw the Wan Tu ancestors who came with the **** river, they were all deflated, and they dared not have the idea of ​​competing for the treasure.

Wan Tu Patriarch!

Reappear after 100,000 years!

The fighting power has reached a terrifying state!

"One face-to-face suppression of the three pinnacle ancestors... is equivalent to the suppression of our three ancestors at the Budu Gate. If this Wan Tu ancestor gets the treasure again, it will threaten our Butu Gate. Some are older, it seems that I must also invite the ancestors to come! In the world of the Buddha, no creatures that threaten the gate of the Buddha will be allowed to exist, even a saint!"

The middle-aged man in Butu Gate who followed him in secret also saw the scene just now. In his eyes, he made a decision in his heart and was ready to smash the rune and invite the ancestor of Butu Gate to come!

"Humph! Huang Quanzong? It's all stinky fish rotten shrimps! Originally stinky fish rotten shrimps, now it's stinky fish rotten shrimps. This seat has been suppressed for 100,000 years. Now it is free from the shackles. This seat is invincible! This world is invincible! Who can suppress this seat! Budumen Gate? Tianmo Mountain? Bu Tian Tao? Yin Yang Road? Or the few saints who were hiding in fear of the catastrophe! Tian Sheng Dao Ren, you have suppressed this seat for 100,000 years, and now this seat After breaking free from the shackles, aren't you a **** heavenly saint coming to suppress this seat! Haha! Hahaha!"

Above the sea of ​​blood, Wan Tu Patriarch's indifferent gaze swept across Huang Quanzong, suddenly raised his head again, and shouted at the dark night sky!

Bang!

Above the night sky!

There is thunder shaking!

But no other vision appeared!

At that moment, the creatures around Huang Quanzong's eyes widened again. This ancestral ancestor, originally said to have been suppressed by the heavenly saints, now after breaking free of the shackles, he even provoked the saints!

like!

It seems that the saint just responded with a thunder!

Did not appear to suppress the Wan Tu Patriarch!

Is it because the saints can't suppress the ancestral ancestors of today?

"Wang Tu Patriarch... Is it really invincible?"

"The ancestor of the ancestors is not as good as the saints. Generally speaking, there is no treasure and it can not beat the saints. However, since ancient times, the legend of the ancestor of the world has been circulated. Although the ancestor of the world has not proved the sanctification, it can suppress the saint! Today, is it a ancestor of the world!"

"Ancestral ancestors? No wonder they are so crazy! If this is the case, no one in the world of Buddhism can really suppress a ancestor of the ancestors. Only the ancestors can suppress the ancestors of the ancestors! Only Hongmeng Taishang, the owner of Zixiao Palace in the sky, but the owner of Zixiao Palace has not appeared in the world for many years, and it is impossible to come to the world of Futu to suppress the ancestors of Wantu!"

Whisper!

Surprise, surprise, horror!

Can't afford it!

Now this Wan Tu ancestor really can't afford it!

"The ants in the mountain range of the Huangquan Sect, give you the treasure for ten rest time, and when the ten breath time arrives, this seat is not as simple as taking the treasure!"

Wan Tu Patriarch withdrew his gaze staring at the night sky, and now he looked down and swept towards Huangquan Zonghou Mountain. With his realm, he could perceive that Huangquan Zonghou Mountain had an enchantment at this moment, and the treasure must be at that knot. Inside!

Uh!

The disciple of Huang Quanzong, the souls gathered from all over Hanquan Dao, also moved their eyes, looking towards Houshan!

The treasure is in the back mountain!

What a treasure is a treasure!

Sword and halberd?

Whispering a streamer?

Is it something else?

Time is passing!

Huang Quanzong is quiet and terrible!

At the moment after the mountain border, Qi Ruyi, Yuan Shan, and Li Huang, although they knew that there was a Wan Tu Patriarch outside watching, but the attention was not at all on Wan Tu Patriarch. At this moment, the focus was all on that one suspended in front of Chen Zu On the magic weapon!

That's a machete!

The shape is extremely chic!

The blade is purplish red!

Different Mangoes!

There is a fatal temptation!

If it weren’t for Chen Zheng, Qi Ruyi and three people would be fighting for the scimitar to fight for it!

Arcana!

This is definitely a treasure!

It may even be more aggressive than Treasure!

"You really made it?"

The little chemical doll sounded with a doubtful voice.

"My real fire is exhausted."

Princess Zhengyue complained a little bit that in order to practice this sword, her ancestral dragon, the ancient magic dragon, was almost completely exhausted.

"If you succeed, you will know."

Chen Zheng smiled mysteriously.

"Huh! It's already between ten breaths. Well, you Huang Quanzong, really take the words of this invincible ancestor as the wind in your ears, this seat will destroy you Huangquanzong now!"

now!

It's ten breaths!

Above Huang Quanzong!

Ancestor Wan Tu was furious!

Big hand!

It is a catch to Huangquan Zonghoushan!

Thorn!

Almost at the same time!

Huang Quanzong shot a purple awn in the back mountain!

"Treasure!"

"coming!"

"This world is now!"

Those hiding creatures saw the purple mansions shot at this moment, their eyes widened and exclaimed!

"Haha! Do you ants, do you still want to take the treasure to push back this seat? This seat is the ancestor of the world is already invincible, how can the treasure be able to cut the book... .!"

Ancestor Wan Tu saw Zi Mang and showed great disdain, but his voice suddenly disappeared!

thorn!

Penetrating sound!

Very crisp!

Almost everyone heard it!

Almost everyone saw it!

A Zimang hole pierced the head of Wan Tu Patriarch!

The moment that the purple mantle penetrated the head of Wan Tu Patriarch, it linked to a Yuanshen, and just as the Yuanshen was furious, the Yuanshen was destroyed!

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