Chapter 193

Meng Xuan puts on his mask, incarnates as Haotian, and looks at xiaowusheng. There are five veins in the emperor's building, one is born pure, the other is ugly, and xiaowusheng is the descendant of one.

The emperor is full of flowers, even the ancient emperor of Jiuli is not willing to provoke too much. Because there are super experts, and there may be five!

At present, the inside information is comparable to the top ten fairy schools.

But Meng Xuan was not afraid. If it wasn't for Meng Tianji, he didn't need to cover his face, so he would kill him directly.

At this moment, xiaowusheng's actual combat is out of the body of the heaven level martial god, and a tall shadow emerges behind him, which is extremely powerful. A pair of eyes swept the crowd coldly, face crazy changes, colorful, people can't see his expression clearly.

When ye Kuafu and others look at xiaowusheng, their faces are very ugly, but they dare not say anything.

"Little wusheng, what does that mean? Give me an explanation." He began to drink during the day, wiping the blood on his face. He has killed many Zuma royal families with two sharp blades, which is very fierce. Even if he was the God of killing, he was gradually unable to resist at the moment.

There are more and more masters of Zuma royal family, and gradually many Zuma kings of eternal spirit realm participate in it. The Terran friars gradually lost a lot and suffered casualties.

Whoa!

A golden pitching across the void, like a river, abruptly pierced a road from the Zuma family.

Princess yunshang killed me.

At this moment, Princess yunshang is like a fairy, holding a colorful silk, spraying the mist, like a rainbow, spreading from a distance. She glowed all over and killed a demon.

Behind her are Murong and Tang Zongheng.

At the moment, the three met with a big crisis, and were pursued by dozens of Zuma Royal experts. It is estimated that they will be surrounded and killed here.

Roar!

Murong roared up to the sky, his upper body was bare, and his whole body was as golden as gold. His body is tall and his arms are above the knee. His arms are sharper than magic weapons. When he swings, he can break through the void.

Poof!

He grabbed a Zuma king in one hand and squeezed it hard. Suddenly, the Zuma king was blasted by him. He grabbed the head of the Zuma family and put it in his hand.

Tang Zongheng is very elegant and handsome. The thunder sword in his hand explodes with electricity and light. When he waves it, he breathes out dozens of Zhang Long swords, crisscrossing.

"Retreat, more and more royal families." Cloud Chang says, Mou son is cold.

As they retreated, they fought with the monks of the Zuma family.

Three people also saw the hell demon flower afterwards, Leng for a while. Take a closer look, xiaowusheng, Prince Zuma and yekuafu are also here. Looking further away, Haotian is looking at them.

"Haotian!" Princess yunshang's eyes contracted fiercely. Haotian, who had no news for a long time, also appeared.

"What's the situation?" Murong asked.

Tang Zongheng shakes his head, his sword eyebrows are Starry, his face is as white as jade, and his thunder sword is still dripping blood: "it's weird."

"Not bad." Xiaowusheng nodded with satisfaction, "there are many gods of the human race."

"Well, the potential is good. After all the harvests, there will definitely be two royal fetuses." The man who was covered by the divine flame said that he was very satisfied.

"Princess yunshang, what is the ancient emperor doing?" Murong is very grumpy and asks directly.

Yunshang shook his head, and a complex color appeared in his eyes: "I don't know, but it may be a transformation... My father, I can't understand what he has done in recent years."

"Little wusheng, come out and fight." With the suppression of the red gold spear, Meng Xuan was very difficult to get in. He appeared on the edge and pointed at xiaowusheng. His eyes were full of murders.

Xiaowusheng was stunned at that time. Where is the erlengzi? Since he knows his name, is he not afraid of the imperial building?

How dare you provoke the emperor building with the clown King alive?

Ye Kuafu and others are also stunned? Where on earth did this Haotian come from? Even xiaowusheng was not afraid?

There was a bright color in his eyes. He looked at the scene quietly and was full of splendor. Haotian's appearance again surprised her. The goods robbed the ancestral tree and disappeared all the time. Now it's finally showing up.

The more she looked, the more she felt that this man was Meng Xuan.

But I don't think so.

Haotian's temperament is much better than Meng Xuan's. Meng Xuan has been playing around all the time. He's uninhibited. He's not in the right line. He's very happy. But Haotian, like a magic sword, is very sharp. And Haotian's father is also a master, more powerful than Meng Tianji.

Without these two factors, yunshang dares to conclude that Haotian is Meng Xuan. But now, she's not sure.

Tang Zongheng and Murong are very nervous. They think Meng Xuanshi is too impulsive. This little martial arts student's accomplishments are almost the same as those of Ye Kuafu. But I wake up the body of Tianjie God. It's the body of Tianjie God.

Moreover, the greatest advantage of Tianjie Wushen body is that it is invulnerable and has a body like King Kong. It may have something to do with the warrior. Even if it has nothing to do with Wushen, xiaowusheng is the descendant of the imperial building. The clown king is still alive. Once it appears, it will be a great crisis!

"Who are you?" Xiaowusheng looks at Meng Xuan with great interest.

Meng Xuan's body stood straight, and there was a flood of fog in his eyes: "Haotian!"

"Haotian..." xiaowusheng chewed, "I haven't heard of it. But do you know who I am? Are you sure you're not looking for death? "

Meng Xuan smile, smile is very cold: "emperor building's descendants just, roll out."

"It seems that Haotian is not afraid of the name of your imperial building." Said Prince Zuma. He was tall and full of golden flame, burning the void red like a human flame.

Little wusheng gradually moved to kill, coldly looked at Meng Xuan, pointed to Meng Xuan: "you are forcing me to kill you."

"Yes." Meng Xuan's response is simple but firm.

Xiaowu is vivid. He walks slowly to Meng Xuan in the void. He didn't move fast, but his speed was so fast that he was about to leave the medicine field in the blink of an eye.

But Prince Zuma held on to little wusheng: "it's important. Don't get involved."

Xiaowusheng stopped and stared at Mengxuan like electricity. He hummed coldly: "I'll spare your life for the time being. When it's over, I'll take your life."

Meng Xuan shook his head: "no, I'll come in."

Everyone was stunned. Xiaowusheng and yekuafu laughed.

"Haotian, Haotian, you are not stupid, can you go in?"

"This is the area covered by the imperial power. Can you go in?"

"Don't be ashamed."

People sneer at Meng Xuan and think that he is arrogant to the extreme. The challenge beyond one's own measure, xiaowusheng does not say, but dare to say that he can step into the field of medicine?

The void, which was settled by the emperor's utensils, was difficult to enter unless its cultivation reached the three realms of dragon and elephant, or was approved by the emperor's utensils.

What are you sure about Haotian?

Meng Xuan didn't speak much either. When his right hand unfolded, a pair of Vajra's demon subduing wings on his back came out, which were covered with silver cracks. It looks very messy and irregular. But there is a mysterious atmosphere in circulation, the temperature in the void suddenly fell down. Behind him, there are snowflakes falling.

Ice crack!

Hongmeng treasure, ice crack in eight lines and twelve songs!

"Come back!" He cried, squeezing his hands and hitting the void. All of a sudden, he broke through a big hole in the void and put his hands in.

One of the ten sects of Xiandao, the ancient religion of split heaven. The old supreme is sitting in the secret room. In front of him is an ancient tripod.

Cloud from the tripod!

Yun Cong's imperial utensils were refined by Meng Xuan with ice cracks. Then it was picked up by Yao Qingcheng, the Deputy patriarch of the ancient religion of split heaven, and was snatched away by the patriarch.

During this time, yuncongding has been refining. However, the old supreme did not make any progress. He had no way to refine his magic power.

Because the cloud was covered with silver cracks from the tripod, and it could not be removed at all.

At this moment, he opened his mouth, spit out a red flame, covered the cloud from the Ding, want to refine it. This is the supreme flame, which is constructed by the original divine power. Its power is terrible.

Cloud from the Ding was burning red, but it did not move. This made the Lord of Shatian very distressed and didn't understand what was wrong.

But at this moment, the tripod moved, and then shook wildly. Then, a call came from the tripod - return!

The Lord of split heaven suddenly stood up, his eyes shining instantly, dripping down two sacred flames, burning through the void. The breath of the three realms of dragon and elephant soared to the sky, and the whole ancient religion of split heaven was shrouded in this terrible breath.

"Go away!" The Lord of split heaven gave a drink, and his realm appeared behind his head. Among them, heaven and earth are exploding, all kinds of gods and demons are born, roaring up to the sky.

When the supreme is angry, the vision is terrible.

Yao Qingcheng suddenly recovers from the closed pass. His huge mind sweeps here, and his face looks dignified. He doesn't know what's going on. The old supreme will be so angry. But then she understood, and there was a shock on her face.

Because a tripod came out of the ground!

At first it was the size of a wheel, but then it turned into a mountain, rushed into the sky and suspended there. It's huge. It's a huge shadow on the ground. The whole body is bronze. It is engraved with runes and printed with rivers, mountains and rivers. The mouth of the cauldron is as deep as the starry sky, from which the mist of gold comes out, and it turns into long rivers and falls down.

The whole ancient religion of split heaven was shrouded in the imperial power.

A powerful and ancient atmosphere was awakened, looking at this scene.

"Cloud conggu Ding, what's the matter?"

"Refined by the Lord?"

"It's not like refining, it's not like self recovery, it's like being called."

"Cloud from the ancient tripod, master?"

They said in amazement.

As long as Yao Qingcheng can guess one or two, if she guesses well, this is Meng Xuan calling Yun congding!

Roar!

The old supreme is crazy. The cloud he captured from Guding will be called away at this moment, which makes him unbearable!

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