I! The Strongest Suzerain

Meet the ancestors!"

The six asked monks rushed out of the natural sect, and the six of them faced Tingfeng at the same time, and the two of them bowed respectfully when they waited for Yu.

"Six questions?"

Han Feng looked at the six figures with vacant eyes, and a disdainful chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Asking cultivators are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. Top-level questions are like Han Feng. In the early days of asking, you can fight against some ordinary asking peaks!

And although the six people have the aura of asking questions flowing in their bodies, their aura is not strong, and it is estimated that they are weaker than those of the weakest asking monks. Strength in the early days.

However, the breath of the demons flowed from the six people's bodies, it should be a pseudo-question created by the magic secret technique!

"I said... These few spicy chicken questions are the confidence of your natural sect? Listen to the wind friends, don't think that you can challenge my Tiangang Dao sect by creating a bunch of spicy chickens with the magic secret technique! "

Han Feng said sarcastically, it wasn't that he looked down on these six questions... it was that these six questions really didn't allow him to look down on them.

"Han Feng, Hugh is going to be rampant! We are eight questions!"

A fat 677 cultivator shouted loudly, he just broke through and asked, just when he felt that his life was at the peak, he was humiliated by Han Feng like this, and naturally he wanted to find some ground.

Sitting in the mecha, Lu Ban glanced at the fat monk, looking at a fool,

Although Han Feng's cultivation base is in the early stage of questioning with him, the difference in strength is like the distance between heaven and earth!

Han Feng has the blood of the ancient gods, the second-turn sword intent, and the physical body of the first-turn perfect golden body comparable to the peak of Lingbao! The strength is simply a human-shaped ancient god and demon!

Even if he asked how far he had to run when he saw Han Feng in the later stage, this question actually expanded in the early stage to give Han Feng a number.

"Be careful, this Han Feng is extremely powerful."

Hearing Old Ancestor Feng scolding, the questioner looked at Han Feng at the beginning, and said in confusion,

"Old Ancestor...how do you think he is just an early questioner, can't we still deal with him with so many people?"

"madness!"

Hearing Old Ancestor Feng scolding the cultivator, he had seen how terrifying Han Feng was at the beginning. If (befd) singled out Han Feng, he would definitely be able to kill him! It's crazy to think about it, a person who can kill him in the middle of the early stage can actually kill him. Strong!

"Wait for the rain, hold Han Feng with me first! Then you wait to kill the other early questions first, as for the later questions...Trust! Don't hit it hard!"

Old Ancestor Tingfeng quickly developed a strategy, but unfortunately... imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Luban's ten puppets were the first to make a group of people in the natural sect begin to doubt life. The combat power of these puppets was only at the level of the initial stage of Dao, and their strength was similar to that of the six Dao cultivators who had been transformed by magic secret techniques.

But after all, it's something that Lu Ban made. They don't play cards according to the routine. These puppets have more than a dozen hands, and each hand is equipped with various weapons. They can attack from a distance, defend from a distance... It's a mobile battle platform.

In addition, the ten puppets cooperated with each other, and the individual of each puppet played to the maximum! Ten puppets made six monks complain.

"Little Luban, you are too unscrupulous! You actually have six stronger opponents!"

Cheng Yaojin shouted.

"That's it! Put five out! Let's have them all!"

The golden lion king rubbed Luban's mecha with his fingers, and a vicissitudes of life came from the mecha,

"Xiaocheng...how did you talk to the old man, cough, cough!! I don't respect the old man, and you have to have fun, just dream."

"Why nonsense! It's just a bunch of clowns, I can kill them all with one sword!"

Bai Qi swung his heavy sword and rushed into a question at the beginning, the sword came out, the sword fell!

There was a hint of fear in the questioning cultivator's eyes, and then... and then no more.

"Hey! The general of the Tiangang Dao Sect is so terrifying, he asked with a sword!"

A Primordial Spirit cultivator outside the natural sect took a deep breath and said,

"That general seems to be Bai Qi! He once led tens of thousands of troops to kill tens of thousands of demonic army! There has never been a defeat in battles, big or small!"

"General Bai Qi! I will join his army after this time!"

"Indeed, following such a strong person, my generation can also become stronger!"

Several Yuanshen cultivators spoke up.

Bai Qi slashed the question with a sword, causing several cultivators of the natural sect to completely fall into fear.

"I'm going! Bai Qi this guy is so unkind.. Going quietly and happily alone!"

Cheng Yaojin's figure disappeared on the spot, and suddenly appeared behind a cultivator of the natural sect, with an axe in his hand,

"Hey hey hey!! Tremble! Fear from the axe!"

The monk's pupils shrank, and the breath of death had enveloped him, but he didn't want to die, so he struggled frantically.

A black, mucus-covered wing grew from his back, and then his eyes turned blood red.

Evil and destructive aura appeared on his body. After taking the Blood Dream Pill... he had begun to lose control of his demonization!

"What monster is that!"

"God...the devil! The devil!"

"Natural Sect is really cultivating magic arts, and there are such things that are neither human nor ghosts in the sect!"

"Killing all the natural sects, I can only be safe in the Snow Ridge Region!"

A group of monks in the distance exploded the pot, and the fact that the natural sect colluded with the magic way has been finalized!

"This is? The big black bat has become a sperm?"

Cheng Yaojin said carelessly, then shook his head again,

"It's useless to turn a bat into an essence. Under Grandpa Cheng's big axe, there is death but not life!"

Clang! The axe fell, and the demonized cultivator died instantly. He was really handsome for only three seconds.

"Wow...I'm coming too!"

The golden-haired lion king was even more sturdy, and turned into a 100-meter-long male lion. He went up like killing an ant and instantly killed a natural monk.

"Hahaha......"

Then the golden lion king laughed for a while and turned into a human figure again.

"Not happy! Too weak!"

After the golden-haired lion king finished speaking, he pounced on another monk who asked.

Less than five breaths... The six Primordial Spirit cultivators were directly killed in half, and Old Ancestor Ting Feng's complexion changed greatly.

Fierce! Powerful!

A group of cultivators who watched the fun from a distance fell into silence. It wasn't that the battle of asking questions was earth-shattering. With one country as the battlefield, the mountains and rivers were shattered and millions of souls perished.

However, Tiangang Daozong here... is too child's play._