Martial God Space

Really stepped into the realm of high-level celestial respect, Ye Xiwen can feel the magical power and amazing changes in the body, just just entering the seventh realm, at least more than double when compared with the peak of the sixth.

This means that you can not only cope with the two originals at the same time, but even say that you are not working **** the antigen at the same time, and you will not fall into the wind.

The effect of one plus one is far greater than two. Relatively speaking, the combat power has directly turned several times!

And there is no feeling of going down the realm, which means that his realm has just entered, it has been completely stabilized.

In the process of listening to the Tao, the wonders of many things in the seventh world are well known, so there will be no retreat.

Ye Xiwen pointed to a calculation, but it took more than five years!

He sat on this seat for five years and broke into the seventh world.

Of course, in terms of the concept of time in heaven, this is no different from five days!

He knows that it is time to leave here!

When he left here, he informed the Warlord the first time. Zhan Zun himself was dealing with various affairs. He did not come in person, but sent his disciple, the Emperor.

I saw Ye Xiwen’s first time in the ceremony: “The Butterfly King has seen it!”

Ye Xiwen nodded and said: "Get up!"

"Respected, my master is dealing with one thing temporarily can not leave, let me pick up and go out!" Butterfly King Road.

"It doesn't matter, I originally wanted to talk to him. Since he has something to do, it is not a matter of anyway!"

Ye Xiwen shook his head and said that he had not seen the butterfly emperor for more than 10,000 years. The butterfly emperor was indeed a lot stronger than the original, and he has already broken through to the third peak, which is equivalent to Bian Xiaoyue, but the time of Bian Xiaoyue’s practice is comparable. The butterfly king is far away.

However, this is also the normal progress of the emperor cultivation. Even this is relatively fast, and it also benefits from the fact that he has a respected master. Otherwise, it will be possible for an ordinary emperor to spend more than ten times more time to break through.

"In the words of reverence, I will inform the respect of the commander's life. Since the honor has already been cleared, it means that the respect is already ready. The selection of Dongtianzun will begin ten years later. The place of selection is in the east. Tianzunfu, the opponent of the respect is the time and space Tianzun. Whoever wins will be crowned as Dongtianzun in the East Heavenly House!"

The butterfly emperor said cautiously, the heart was very emotional. At the beginning, Ye Xiwen could only be regarded as a powerful Taoist friend, but he is still an emperor, and Ye Xiwen is already a master of Tianzun level.

Even qualified to compete for the position of Dong Tian Zun, once successful, it is one of the real masters of the dynasty, dominated the vast land of the East, and the difference in life is different.

Originally he thought. I am already lucky. In the case of the genocide, I have the opportunity to worship under the door of one of the ten emperors of the war emperor. Later, the war emperor passed through the celestial robes and became a god, and he also followed the rise of the ship. The status of the gods is rising day by day.

But compared with the situation of the former Ye Xiwen. It’s a long way off, even Ye Xiwen’s disciples are as if they are different from themselves. After the war came back from Zhoushan, they specially called themselves and mentioned this matter!

Hearing that Xiao Xiaoyue, who was only a small child, was able to sit on his own with him, the shock in his heart can be imagined.

There is always a mountain in a mountain. He is lucky, but there is always luck than he is!

"I know, ten years later, Dong Tianzunfu!" Ye Xiwen said that for ten years, for others, it is a matter of moments. Just take advantage of this time to deal with some trivial matters.

"Okay, I know, you have something to do first!"

Ye Xiwen waved his hand and the Emperor left the court.

Knowing the time of the selection of Dong Tianzun, Ye Xiwen did not leave directly, but stepped into the civilian area outside the city.

At this time, the civilian area is shrouded in awesomeness. The mighty Taowei will let everyone know that there is an emperor coming. In other places, the emperor travels and tens of millions of miles of purple gas. Empty, but in this creation of the gods, these emperors do not dare to sway, because the emperor is not a thing in the creation of the gods, Tianzun has several people to build the capital of God.

Ye Xiwen blinked, but he saw it in the civilian area. A middle-aged man in a iron suit was riding an unknown beast, carrying a rifle, floating in the sky, the mighty emperor Daowei It is from his body.

Under this mighty imperial priest, countless creatures in the civilian area trembled and trembled. They didn’t even dare to look up. It was a kind of crushing of life, let them be green. I dare not look up, not even the courage.

In the center of this mighty imperial Duowei, it was a pair of fathers and daughters who shivered under the pressure of this Daowei, and almost all of them were about to be smashed.

But it is not the grandson who looks at the father and daughter.

Sun has been repaired to the lowest point, and the realm of witnessing the Tao is not the same. How to resist the imperialism of the emperor, as long as it will be exploding in a flash.

Although Sun Ziwang is in a better position, he is already a quasi-emperor, but in front of the emperor, it is still nothing at all. It is nothing more than an ant and a bigger ant.

Moreover, this emperor in front of him is still the senior emperor of the eighth world, the leader among the emperors.

Sun Ziwang can only protect his grandson behind him. He can face this mighty person alone, but he can't persist for too long. The body begins to crack in the cracks of the body, and the golden blood is flowing, it is very embarrassing.

"Grandson hopes, Sun is a little bit, your father and daughter let me look for a while, actually hiding here, it is no wonder that these years, my nine priests have not been able to find you!" The middle-aged emperor said coldly. .

The grandson looked at the steel teeth and was not moving in this kind of pressure. He could not move, nor could he escape, because once he escaped, the daughter behind him would suffer.

"It’s been so many years, why do you still have to work hard!" Sun Ziwang finally opened his mouth, just to say this sentence, a blood spurted out and could not suppress the injury in the body.

In front of him is a terrible emperor, who can easily beat him out of the road. The last time he was not killed by his wife, he used the telegram obtained in an adventure, how could he escape.

"Grandson hope! You tarnished the saints of the nine sacred sacred religions, broke her merits, and ruined my nine sacred sacred things, and died of imperfections!" This middle-aged emperor only said coldly.

"I can die, but let go of my daughter. How can I say that she is also a half-member of your nine secluded sacred!" Grandson hoped to bite his teeth and said that it was not sweat that flowed from his forehead. It is blood. Under this pressure, his face has changed, and he is extremely embarrassed and iron-green.

"Half of the nine sacred sects? She also matched? She is just a scorpion, but I will not kill her for the time being, I will bring her back, let the sect of the ruling to rule!" Said, the words do not recognize Sun Ziwang's statement, but in the end it still shows the difference.

In his grandson, he is just a kid who doesn't know where to get a little luck. If he kills, he will kill, and there will be no trouble.

After all, I haven't seen him find a backer for so many years. I don't want to rely on the mountain. Even if there is really no emperor's master, it doesn't matter. The emperor can only bow down to the predecessor of the nine secluded sacred religions. It’s not bad to find the trouble to find them. They dare to find the troubles of the nine sacred religions.

As for Sun, it is true that because of his relationship with the blood, there are some relations with the Jiuyou sect, and it is related to the Tianmiao fairy. Although the Tianmian fairy made a big mistake, the face of the nine sacred sects was thrown away, and the sin was unforgivable.

However, Tianmiao Fairy can cultivate to this point, and become the saint of the nine secluded sacred religions. How can the future emperor candidate have no backing behind her?

The backing behind the Tianmian fairy is as high as the weight in the Jiuyou sacred religion. It is only because the Tianmian fairy has made a big mistake and has no direct intervention, but it is impossible to let him casually kill.

He is also a high-ranking emperor who is a priest of the nine secluded sects. He is not afraid of the other side, but for a sun-like ant, there is no need to be an enemy.

"You don't want to be proud. When my teacher returns, his old man will pack you up!" Although Sun did not feel the kind of prestige, he was completely blocked by his father, but it did not mean that he did not understand the imperial power of the emperor. What, looking out, said with a strong face.

At this time, she only said a word in her heart, the teacher, the teacher, where the old man went!

Ye Xiwen asked them to wait here five years ago, but they waited for five years, but the teacher did not wait until they finally waited for the nine priests and law enforcement emperors who had been chasing them. They only felt extremely desperate, if they said And if there is hope, then there is only the teacher who doesn't know where it is.

"Master? What is the teacher, I don't care who he is, even if you are a monarch, what is the emperor? In front of my nine secluded sects, anyone must surrender. If he doesn't come out, he will forget it. If he dares to come out, I will Looking for his troubles, take him to my nine secluded sacred sins!" The middle-aged emperor listened to the sun and said a little, suddenly a glimpse, but then again.

For him, it doesn't matter who the Sun is in the mouth of the teacher. The nine priests have dominated the Western Region for many years, and they have such confidence and confidence.

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