Great Emperor Myriad

The vast chaotic fist prints enveloped the sky, exuding an eternal and immortal light, to break everything apart.

The sky's blood shadow exploded, Ling Xiao's blood boiled all over his body, and he punched like a dragon, and collided fiercely with dust-free!

Bang!

The heaven and earth were trembling violently, and the sky dome seemed to be divided into two halves at this time, half golden, half bloody, fighting against each other fiercely, and then burst out suddenly.

Dustless, the whole person flew out directly, blood spattered in his mouth, and his eyes were full of incredible looks.

He cast the ancient forbidden technique of blood **** change, and temporarily improved Xiu to the state of semi-holy. He did not expect that he was still not Ling Xiao's opponent.

And that fist seal came down against him, making him feel a thick death threat.

"court death!"

There was a trace of rage in Lei Qianjue's eyes, and thunder surged in his palm, and the air was suppressed towards Ling Xiao!

The huge palm print contains the power of terrifying terror. When he saw Wu Chen as if he was about to die in Ling Xiao's hands, Lei Qianjue finally couldn't help but shoot.

"Lei Qianjue, you dare to shoot Long Aotian, that is, never die with the old man!"

Liu Wenzheng's eyes are unmatched. He has long been paying attention to Lei Qianjue, afraid that his dog will jump into the wall, and did not expect Lei Qianjue to shoot.

Everyone didn't see clearly, Liu Wenzheng's figure was blocked in front of Lei Qianjue, and then his big sleeves waved, as if there was a world of heaven and earth in his sleeves, which contained extremely mysterious law fluctuations, and instantly Lei Qianjue That palm is invisible.

"Uncle Liu, if there is no dust, I must kill Long Aotian, no one can save him!"

Lei Qianjue said furiously, his eyes full of monstrous murderous intent.

Rumble!

The terrifying momentum was intertwined, Lei Qianjue and Liu Wenzheng confronted each other, and the extremely vast fluctuations spread in all directions, so that the flying platform began to tremble violently.

The confrontation between the two pinnacles and half saints, just the kind of aura of aura, made everyone tremble and could not help but retreat.

"Lei Qianjue, no dust can't die!"

Liu Wenzheng said lightly, his eyes were extremely deep, and his whole body of breath locked Lei Qianjue as if he would move as soon as Lei Qianjue changed something!

At this moment, Ling Xiao's unmatched punch is about to fall on Wu Chen, the terrifying Qi machine dissipates instantly, and only one punch is hit on Wu Chen's face, blasting his handsome face. The whole person fell from the sky to the flying platform.

boom!

The flying platform is trembling violently. If the flying platform has a protective array and is solid and unmatched, I am afraid that the flying platform will be directly smashed by dust.

Ling Xiao stood above the sky dome, with black hair flying, and Jinxia lingering around her body, looking like an undefeated Heavenly Emperor, exuding an invincible breath.

On the other hand, it is dustless, and now it is lying on the ascending platform like a dead dog.

"It really is three punches!"

Everyone's eyes were full of shocking expression, and they suddenly remembered what Ling Xiao said before the war.

Before the war, everyone thought it was a joke, but after the war, everyone was shocked by the result.

The early cultivation of Shenwang Realm defeated the complete and dust-free Shenwang Realm, and even the use of dustless hemorrhagic change did not change any results.

Even if they have long become the inner disciples of the Temple of War, their eyes are full of dignity.

Such a peerless talent, I am afraid it will shine!

Ling Xiao is naturally impossible to kill Wu Chen here. If Wu Chen really died in his hands, Lei Qianjue might have more reason to shoot him.

However, the dustlessness now makes him more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Hey, I knew this kid was going to finish, dare to challenge Long Aotian, but blame him for his bad luck!" Black Donkey grinned and smiled with a big white tooth.

"Senior Brother Long is also regarded as Liwei. Now I am afraid that he will become a true disciple and have less trouble and trouble!"

Tian Gang said slowly that when he saw those inner disciples who had looked down upon him, his face and eyes changed obviously.

"Uncle Liu, the Hall of War has a good disciple, but it is so reckless, so fierce, may not be the blessing of my Temple of War! Let's go!"

Lei Qian said coldly, then took a deep look at Ling Xiao, turned and took Lei Dian's crowd and left.

His heart was also very stubborn. Although the original dustless challenge to Long Aotian was not his advice, it was also his acquiescence, but Long Aotian, who lost his three punches in the hand, also made him lose his face.

Therefore, he was too lazy to continue to say hello to other people, just turned around and left.

"Do not bother you! Take care of your disciples!"

Liu Wenzheng looked at Lei Qianjue's figure and said lightly, but when his eyes fell on the seriously injured dustless, there was still a trace of complexity in his eyes.

The other deputy hall masters, at this moment, their eyes fell on Ling Xiao.

They suddenly found that compared with Ling Xiao, the inner disciples they received were all bleak and dull. This time there was only one of the brightest pearls, that is Ling Xiao!

"Okay! There is no match for the flesh, the boxing power is beyond the limits of the world, there is a faint winner. Uncle Liu, this talent of Long Aotian is superb. I did not expect that this time the inner disciple will have such a big surprise!"

Yang Fan's eyes were full of surprises.

With the early cultivation of God King Realm, he defeated the perfect dustlessness of God King Realm, and dustless is not an ordinary God King, and his talent is also extremely strong. Such anti-sky combat power shows that Long Aotian’s talent is extremely terrifying. .

Yang Fan even wondered if Long Aotian was carrying a certain kind of holy body, otherwise how could there be such a terrible physical power?

"His talent is not bad~www.wuxiaspot.com~hahaha..."

Liu Wenzheng also laughed, his eyes filled with extremely gratifying look.

"Long Aotian, are you willing to join my temple? If you want, I will accept you as my closed disciple, and my master, Lord God of War, will also point you!"

Yang Fan suddenly looked at Ling Xiao and said eagerly.

Liu Wenzheng still had a smile on his face, but he didn't expect Yang Fan to suddenly insert a knife to grab someone, and suddenly his face was green.

"Xiaofanzi, you are tickling, right? Dare to rob someone with Master Uncle? Long Aotian is the one in my battle hall, no one wants to rob!"

Liu Wenzheng is about to run away, and finally there is a peerless genius who is willing to join the battle hall. How can he be robbed by others?

Yang Fan immediately smiled bitterly: "Uncle Liu, the current situation of the War Hall is afraid that you also know that if you use Long Aotian's peerless talent, if you enter the War Hall, you might be afraid of delaying his talent, as long as he is willing to worship me as a teacher, I I must teach him with my heart, and Lord God of War will also point him, and with his talents, it is expected to prove sanctification within ten thousand years!"