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There is no impermeable wall in the world.

The secret of the Jinlin tribe was discovered, and the news was spread.

The other big tribes, all the masters, came to the door.

"A tribe is only allowed to have one king!"

The rolling noises brought up the sky full of thunder, and the terrifying momentum made countless people terrified.

This is surprisingly the strongest of the king-level Tianmen.

Before anyone arrived, the horrible divine light pierced through a hundred thousand miles of the sky, punched a huge black hole, and shot down the Virgin Mary in the square.

"boom!"

When the Taishang sacrifice turned around, the vicissitudes of life shone with dazzling divine light, see through the nothingness, the whole body of golden light, the whole Jinlin City shining as if it was plated with gold.

The sky became golden.

"Who would dare to run wild in our Jinlin tribe!!"

He roared and waved his hand to make a palm print. The golden palm print covered the sky, shining in all directions, and struck away.

"what--"

In the sky, several figures screamed, falling into the void, blood splashing.

These people dared to appear, naturally they were not weak, but they were swept to the ground by the Taishang sacrifice.

"Huh! Jin Wentian! Haven't seen you for many years, your violent temper is getting longer!" In the depths of the distant earth, someone snorted coldly, and the majestic voice drove the murderous aura, causing the masters of the later stage of the star-level Tianmen to tremble.

Obviously, this person is a king-level strongest person, he directly called the name of the Jinlin tribe Taishang sacrifice-Jin Wentian!

Jin Wentian, the high priest of the Jinlin tribe, turned his head, his deep eyes accurately captured the direction of the sound, and he raised his hand to point out.

"call out!"

As if the sky was shot down by a meteor, a golden fingerprint was crushed down a valley.

"boom"

The valley exploded, a large mushroom cloud soared up on the spot, the mountains and rivers shattered, the void collapsed and returned to nothingness.

In the chaos, a figure appeared, enveloped the power of the heavenly gate, with a dazzling light, and he couldn't see his face, but he could feel the cold breath of his whole body and the murderous intent of Sen Han.

"A tribe is only allowed to have one king. This is the "Great Desert Pact" we made!"

The voice of this figure is cold.

The voice fell, and a dim figure appeared in the other direction, and also made a mighty voice.

"The balance of the ten tribes of kings cannot be broken by your Jinlin tribe! The Great Desert Pact cannot make an exception for you either!"

The Taishang of the Jinlin tribe offered sacrifices to Jin Wentian and scanned the two.

"The old silver ghost of the Yinlin tribe, the old copper way of the Tonglin tribe, you are also worthy of the "Great Waste Convention" in front of the old man."

Jin Wentian sneered, his face full of contempt.

"No one in the Great Wilderness knows that your Silverscale and Copperscale tribes have been colluding with enemies outside the cage, vying to be that dogleg, you still have the face to mention the "Great Wilderness Pact"!"

The words fell.

Above the sky, the two dim figures were murderous, and they rebuked in unison.

"Shut up! Jin Wentian!"

"Don't be silly, nonsense!"

Jin Wentian laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of irony.

The three king-class strong men spoke in the air, and their voices vibrated in the sky.

At the same time, they mentioned a word that was unfamiliar to countless people-"Great Famine Pact".

Everyone talked a lot, and there was a tumult.

"What is the "Great Desert Pact"? Does any big boss know how to give the younger generation a rising posture."

"Sorry, I only know that the stockings of the senior sister are black, and the **** are suspenders."

"The Great Wilderness Pact is an agreement signed by the ten king tribes and the king-level masters of the Great Wilderness long ago..."

The people around were noisy, and some older generations told the origin of the Great Wilderness Pact, but they were also ambiguous. The details of the specific agreement were not known. They only knew that it was the sacrificial priest of the tribe.

Heizi heard it and looked at the old village chief.

The old village chief rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know, maybe I'm a fake sacrifice!"

At this time, the void suddenly whistled in the wind.

On the sky, two dim figures moved, and the terrifying divine light knocked down, covering Jinlin City.

Looking at that posture, it seemed that the entire Jinlin tribe was to be erased.

The two king-level strongmen of the Silverscale Tribe and the Copperscale Tribe finally took action.

A move fell, the sky fell apart, the rules and regulations were chaotic, and the terrifying momentum made everyone tremble.

"Wow~"

Jin Wentian waved his hand, a divine light spotted on the sacred willow on the Jinlin tribe square.

This divine light activated the sheltering power of Shen Liu.

In an instant.

Hundreds of thousands of branches and leaves of the sacred willow spread out, exuding the sky full of green sacred light, forming a green enchantment, covering the entire Jinlin City and the Jinlin tribe and protecting it.

In the void, the two falling attacks knocked down the barrier shield and exploded on it, setting off a skyrocketing mushroom cloud, making the void annihilated.

However, the shield barrier was not damaged in the slightest.

Shenliu's supreme defensive and sheltering power is beyond imagination and can resist the power of heaven.

"Today, let the old man teach you how to behave!"

Jin Wentian shouted sharply and turned into a golden light, rising into the sky.

"Boom Rumble"

In the void, there were constant explosions, and the human figure could not be seen clearly. Only the three groups of divine lights were colliding, attacking, and fighting each other.

These three groups of divine light, one group of golden light like a big sun, another group of silver light like a planet burning, and a group of divine light blooming with ancient bronze color.

Gold, silver, and bronze, dyed the sky into three colors, bright and bright, alternating with each other.

They bombarded in the void, all kinds of magical powers were played, the sky split like a spider web, the great wilderness shook, and the terrifying aura spread across all monster worlds.

The monsters shivered.

Only in the monster world of King's Domain, those few King-level monsters felt this breath and raised their heads and screamed, their voices full of fighting spirit.

Dahuang's masters feed on monsters for their blood, and often catch monsters to refine the great medicine divine liquid. They have insoluble hatred with Dahuang.

But at this moment.

There was a deep roar from the depths of the black sacred mountain, and the sound came from the majesty deep in the soul.

"These old guys in the Great Wasteland are fighting again. I really hope to die a few..."

This sound is the roar of a monster, but with strange syllable characters, it sounds like a human voice.

In the domain of the king, the roaring king-level monsters, upon hearing this sound, all crawled down, their eyes full of awe, and they did not dare to yell.

Obviously, the monster in the depths of the sacred mountain, with extraordinary strength and lofty status, made the other king-level monsters afraid, and it was an extremely terrifying and cruel stubble.

In the great wilderness, the battle continued over the Jinlin tribe.

King-level masters are all called the Xeons. This kind of existence fights, and the winner can't be distinguished for a while, but they will never die.

Because whether it is the Taishang of the Jinlin tribe offering sacrifices to Jin Wentian, or the silver ghost of the Yinlin tribe, the Tonglao Dao of the Tonglin tribe, or other king-level supreme powers, they are a group of old men who have lived for an unknown number of years monster.

They should have long since dried up and died because of the survival of the willow crystal.

Therefore, they are extremely cherish their lives, unless the extreme state is sublimated, otherwise there will be no major events.

This is something that many Dahuang masters know.

Therefore, everyone watched the excitement a lot, but did not panic.

In Jinlin City, what should people do and what to do, the treasures sellers continue to shout and sell treasures, the two figures in the Red Mansion Pavilion closed the windows, changed their positions to continue the double repairs, the uncle who repaired the artifact, replaced the hammer with a board, and knocked Beat, continue to repair the artifact...

It is not that they are not afraid, but that they believe in the sacred willow, and the protective cover of the sacred willow is opened, and no one can hurt them.

however.

at this time.

On the square of the Jinlin tribe, a terrifying and vast murderous intent suddenly broke out.

A figure shrouded in a black robe suddenly walked out of the crowd, releasing the breath of the king without warning.

"Not good! There is a king-level master hidden here!!"

The high priest of the Jinlin tribe was the first to react with a long scream, signaling all the Jinlin tribesmen to withdraw from the willow, and at the same time, they wanted to roll up the Virgin Mary in the sedan chair to escape.

However, it was too late.

The black-robed king sneered, and his murderous intent burst out suddenly.

"Huh~"

This murderous intent, thinking of a hurricane hit, but it solidified the void, and countless people beside him suffered an extinction disaster, all exploded into blood and flesh.

The hundreds of thousands of Jinlin tribes all around instantly evaporated and turned into powder.

Heizi and the old village chief screamed in horror, and the invisible murderous intent spread, causing the void to hurriedly crack, and the figures in front of them exploded one by one, turning into a rain of blood.

"Is the old man going to die here?! —" The old village chief yelled in despair.

Heizi yelled, "Senior, come and hide behind this big bison!"

"The big wild bull monster can't even slaughter the sword ancestor, it can definitely help us prevent disaster!"

The old village chief’s eyes flashed with hope, and he grabbed Heizi, and rolled up the several Qinglin tribes on his side, like old rabbits, leaped up and jumped on the side of the big wild bull monster Yang Shou’an. .

At the same time, he grabbed Yang Shouan's corbel and lifted Yang Shouan high, blocking him in front.

"Worri!"

Yang Shou an angry cow barked.

This old immortal is too shameless! Actually use me to block the murder.

And this time.

"Om~"

The murderous intent of the black-robed king has spread.

The murderous intent is invisible, but it is real, and even if the other people around are fleeing in the void, turning into streamers, covered by this murderous intent, they are instantly annihilated.

On Yang Shouan's body, there was a "crackling" arc flashing, as if countless sharp swords and blades were slashing at it, making a sour sound.

The old village chief, Heizi and others, their faces pale in fright, pressed tightly to the side of the big bison.

They looked around. In the entire square, except for the area where the nine king-level tribes and other big tribes are still crowded, there are not a few living people in the other areas, or they have to be turned into powder or not. Broken corpses all over the floor.

As for those who can have broken corpses and flesh and blood, all are masters of advanced cultivation.

The flesh and blood squirmed hard, and it was obvious that there was still an unquenched soul, and he wanted to reorganize the flesh.

At this moment.

Yang Shouan, the big wild bull monster standing on the square, was particularly conspicuous.

"Huh?! This cow... a good cow!"

The black-robed man made a sound, echoing in all directions.

But soon, his attention was attracted by the Jinlin tribe.

Because the high priest of the Jinlin tribe was still alive, and he issued a long scream to warn the Taishang priest in the sky.

"what--!"

"It's a king-level master! Too great sacrifice, help—"

On the square of the Jinlin tribe, the high priest yelled in horror. His half of his body was wiped out by this murderous intent. He walked away under the branches of the divine willow in the distance with extreme horror, and transmitted the voice to the priest on the sky.

In the sky.

The Taishang sacrifice, who was fighting with the kings of the Silverscale and Copperscale Tribes, noticed the shock in the Jinlin City, and saw the mysterious master in black robe, raising his palms, gathering his divine power, about to slap death. The Virgin Mary fell to the ground shivering.

"stop!"

Jin Wentian roared, his expression furious.

He turned into a golden light, like a golden sun falling, and the void wherever he passed turned into a black hole.

He wants to save the Virgin Mary, so that the Totem Son can be born smoothly.

"Jin Wentian, where to go, leave it to me!"

"Huh! Again, the Totem Son of your tribe can't be born, he must die!"

The two kings of the Yinlin tribe and the Tonglin tribe used the supernatural powers of the Tianmen to block Jin Wentian.

"kill!"

Jin Wentian was furious, his long golden hair was burning with golden flames, and his old body suddenly became younger, his momentum soared in an instant, and his terrifying aura made the empty silver old ghost and Tong old Dao change color.

"Not good! Extreme sublimation, this old thing has to work hard!"

"Jin Wentian, don't you want to live anymore?!"

The two roared, horrified and then retreated.

Jin Wentian roared in anger, the golden gods in his eyes made a big deal, his palms shot endless roads and he attacked, covering the old silver ghost and the old bronze road.

He wants to fight quickly to rescue the Totem Son.

The Totem Son is hard to come by. If they can be born smoothly, their golden scale tribe will surely rise and become the overlord of the great wilderness, the true master!

Moreover, Jin Wentian still has a guess in his heart, that is, in the belly of the Virgin Mother, except for the little guy, the other two people, I am afraid they are the totem sons.

At the thought of the Jinlin tribe being about to welcome two totem saints, Jin Wentian's eyes reddened, and his whole body was beaten with blood, desperately desperate, raging, and fighting wildly.

"Big Shattered Palm!"

"Sky Reincarnation points!"

"Soul cut!"

Jin Wentian performed several great tricks in succession, all of which were the magical powers of the king's heavenly gate. The sky exploded and the eyes were full of mushroom clouds. The rules and regulations were chaotic, and the atmosphere of the heavenly gate was mighty.

Yin Laogui and Tong Lao Dao changed color, and the two looked at each other and were about to retreat.

They can't make a deadlock.

However, in the Jinlin tribe square below, the voice of the black-robed king...

"Block Jin Wentian, I need time!"

Yin Lao Gui and Tong Lao Dao were anxious, and their hearts were extremely angry.

"Black Robe, you need time for a fart!"

"That's right! You grind a few hands down below to kill an unborn Totem Son, is it that slow?!"

"Don't pretend to be compelling, hurry up and make a quick decision, we can't hold it!"

They roared, their voices shaking the sky.

Seeing Jin Wentian slaying, he hurriedly used his big moves to resist, but was beaten by Jin Wentian, who was sublimated in the extreme realm, and fell into the void, and the heavens were shaking.

The two are anxious, and if they continue to fight, if they don't want to get hurt, they will have to sublimate to the extreme.

Take time.

They looked at the Jinlin tribe square below, wanting to see the totem saint child of the Jinlin tribe being wiped out, but at a glance, the two could not help but vomit blood.

Because that black robe stood in front of the Virgin of the Jinlin tribe, rubbing her belly.

"Hold the grass! Black robe, Nima's, Lao Tzu beats to death on the top, you touch the woman's belly below!"

"Hurry up and give her a palm!"

The two burst into foul language and were extremely angry.

But still did not call out the true identity of the black robe king.

Jinlin Square.

The black-robed king was full of aggrieved heart, his eyes breathed fire.

It's not that he didn't make a shot, God testified, he has shot ten thousand times!

But at the critical moment, he was always blocked by a red belly pocket, turning all his attacks into invisible.

The pregnant Virgin Mary had already been stunned by his king's vitality, her soul was traumatized, and she would not be able to wake up in her life.

He wanted to destroy her, blast her into scum, and let her and the Totem Son in her stomach go to see the ancestors of the Jinlin tribe.

But when the attack fell, there was always unpredictable power coming out of the red belly pocket, obliterating his attack.

"Ahhhhhhhh! I don't believe it anymore, I'm a majestic man, I can't kill a big belly or the seeds in her belly!"

He roared and squatted on the ground, the palms of his hands pressed against the mother's belly, and the palms puffed out the power of the heavenly gate and attacked.

Such a posture, when seen from a distance, does seem to be touching the belly of the Virgin Mother.

Abdominal space.

The Virgin Mary was wounded and passed out into a coma. The congenital purple qi began to dissipate. Liu Liuhai and Chen Beixuan's practice was forced to terminate.

At this time, Chen Beixuan had already opened the heavenly gate, but his heavenly gate was only a star-level heavenly gate.

Liu Liuhai opened the king-level heaven gate, but because the congenital purple gas dissipated, he only opened halfway. Like Liu Wuhai, he was half-hidden and half-represented, and belonged to a half-step king.

He was extremely angry.

Liu Wuhai stood up and said, "Let me go out and kill this guy."

Liu Liuhai blocked Liu Wuhai, and said, "Don't be forced, let me pretend!"

Seeing Liu Wuhai still talking, Liu Liuhai glared: "You are a half-step king, can you beat this black robe?! He is a true king!"

Liu Wuhai suddenly wilted.

But in my heart, I was thinking, how far is the difference between myself, the half-step king, and the real master~www.wuxiaspot.com~? ...

"boom"

At this moment, Liu Liuhai had already torn the belly space, stepped out and arrived at Jinling Square.

In the belly space, Chen Beixuan cried out: "Brother, look, second brother is going to be abused!"

"Half-step kings can't be compared with Dacheng kings at all, and this black robe is not an ordinary Dacheng king. At first glance, it looks like an old yin comparison!"

however.

As soon as Liu Liuhai walked out of the fetal space, he yelled: "Anxious as a rule, the ancestors are alive in the sky, the ancestors will soon come on me!"

Sure enough, he was afraid of death, and immediately used the "Old Ancestor Upper Body" magical technique bestowed on him by his ancestors.

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