Heavenly Emperor

As soon as this sentence came out, most Sage shook their heads to deny that it was a very embarrassing thing. They were aloof, how could they be like ordinary people, walking in groups, and even, they would deliberately avoid appearing at the same time.

However, that strange power shook the hearts of several people. Yuanshi Tianzun also shook his head and denied the idea of ​​own. It was really embarrassing. Everyone, Sage, didn't think of himself as Sage.

Just when a few people were unsure of their attention, the Master Tongtian said faintly: "No, let's take ten thousand miles as the distance. Whoever crosses ten thousand miles first will look at it, and the others will look for opportunities next time."

"Yes." Yuanshi Tianzun nodded and added: "Also, the man is obviously not weak, so don't make trouble, but if you can, it's better to stop the half-worn mountains, otherwise, the world's famous rivers and rivers I was moved home by that Xia Qi."

At this point, all the saints took a breath, and I really didn't expect that this level, half of the mountain can walk, then other famous mountains and famous places are also okay? What if Xia Qi is greedy and empties this world?

This kid is simply a scourge. Who would have thought that he would even move back home? Others are robbing treasures, but he is good, and even the treasures have to be moved away.

However, Xia Qi really didn't think so far. He simply felt that he was panicked and wanted to move this half of Zhoushan back on a whim. However, this definitely does not mean that Xia Qi will never do this kind of thing again. Even Xia Qi himself might not be able to control it. Now, it's just that he hasn't thought about it so much.

What a brazen boy this is!

All the sages contemplated, and after a long time, Daoist suddenly said fiercely: "No, you must stop Buzhou Mountain from entering the cave, otherwise, this will be an evil trend, and the famous mountains in the world will no longer exist."

When he said this, his figure flashed, and the lotus leaves under his feet flashed, and the whole person had already spanned thousands of miles away.

"This this……"

The other saints looked at each other, and they didn't know if he was sincere or intentional to grab the first place.

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But at this moment, Xia Qi didn't think so much. He looked at the half-turned mountain beside him. It was very beautiful. There were countless treasures of fairy grass and peaches on this guy. They were very beautiful when placed in his own home.

If you have nothing to do, go up to hunt for treasure, maybe you can find something like Xiantian Lingbao, but the most inaccessible part of Zhoushan, how could there be no treasure.

He didn't know that several Sages had already regarded him as a prehistoric mudslide, a representative figure of the evil trend.

Others snatch treasures, he kills, others snatch treasures, he moves mountains. He is almost a step faster everywhere.

Even Tang San couldn't help sighing repeatedly, "Although I have the power to move mountains, I absolutely don't have Xiao Xia's mind. I never thought that instead of grabbing the treasure, I should move the ground home and find it slowly."

"That's it." Xia Qi also smiled and said: "Brother, you are a mellow and gentle temper, unlike me."

Xiao Wu interrupted and said: "Xiao Xiazi, you are more than cold, you are simply bold. You will not plan to move the famous mountains and rivers back to your house in the future!"

"Huh?" Xia Qi contemplated, shocked.

At this moment, at the far end of the sky, half of the sky was rendered into a peaceful golden light, a long rainbow straddled, and the Sanskrit sound bursts, and a peaceful and compassionate breath descended on the earth.

Xia Qi looked up and saw that little thought behind him, turned his head and whispered: "Brother, this is Daoist, one of the six sages. It should have entered the unspeakable Realm."

"Oh, I've heard of it." Tang San's expression didn't show any fear, but he was peaceful and full of interest.

Half of Zhoushan stopped, Tang San Xiaowu and both of them quietly waited for the golden light to land, but the golden light did not land. They just looked at the half-long mountain from a distance, and then lowered the Sanskrit sound, as if it had become a substance. The symbol is general, and a little bit of golden light is spilled from the sky.

The golden light dotted the sky, and the clouds seemed to turn into pale gold for a while, and the peaceful and beautiful atmosphere permeated, like an intoxicating picture.

However, Xia Qi frowned, Xiao Wu also looked at the golden light in an annoyed manner, and Tang San was even more direct, swinging his arm and saying calmly: "Realm."

A wave began to spread from his side. The nearest Xia Qi felt his body sank first, and his back was cold, as if he was surrounded by Sen Leng's murderous intent, let alone other things.

The waves spread invisibly, and you can only see a faintly flashing black and red light. Wherever you go, weeds and trees hang their heads, like eggplants hit by frost. Whether it is a small animal or that mighty beast, it is shivering. Creeping on the ground.

The waves spread to thousands of miles, quietly stopped, and then swept straight upwards, murderous.

When Binghan’s murderous aura touches the golden light, it is like fire and water incompatibility. The invisible waves turn into a murderous aura and crazily swallows the golden light, the little golden light formed by the Sanskrit sound, and the little golden light of the Sanskrit sound is not like the one it shows. So peaceful.

It can even be said that the fighting is full of fiery air, the Sanskrit sound is pressed down, and no step is allowed, and then gradually a monk chants the scriptures gently.

In the Northern World of Douluo, how did Tang San ever face this way of fighting? He raised his eyebrows and said with interest, "Wait for me for a while, you will meet this high monk."

However, before he could finish his words, Xiao Wu had already turned into a pink light and ejected straight out, quietly leaving a sentence: "Brother, you help me sweep the formation, I will beat the monk."

Tang San's interest in his face turned into stunned, and then he smiled bitterly, silently retracted his steps, and uttered a word: "Okay!"

I don't know if this good word has been passed up, anyway, Xiao Wu has already shown the nine spirit rings of own, which are as big as a roulette wheel, shining like the sun and the moon.

Purple, purple, purple, purple, black, red, black, red, and red, like a simple rainbow with only three colors, the colors are all deep, and the pink figure inside is more dazzling, like a goddess of Nine Heavens.

The fighting style of Douluo's Northern World is completely different from that of Honghuang. When he stayed far away, Xiao Wu called out: "Waist bow." Then the first spirit ring lit up with dazzling light, sprinkling a large amount of divine brilliance into her body. .

She bent her head back, her body bent into an arch, like a crescent moon, and shocking power was gathering and accumulating between her waist and abdomen.

In the deep golden light, Sacred and peaceful Daoist, naturally seeing this figure, did not dare to underestimate him, and hurriedly took out a branch from his arms. The branch was simple and unpretentious, and the one that can be seen everywhere. The branches are almost identical.

However, at this moment, there was also a faint light, and gradually there was a trend of more brilliance.

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