Sign In For A Hundred Years, Gou Cheng, The Ancestor Of Sect

Mu Qiujie pointed at the void and cursed, his heart was going crazy.

"Nian-burial beast, don't wait for you to break into my supreme palace, today's matter is over, I will level your guardian city!"

He screamed and cursed himself, but Zhao Fei and the three of them had already recovered most of the time.

Thanks to the metamorphosis ability of the golden body, Zhao Fei was the first person to restore his fighting ability.

"Master Ignorance, what is this old thing in the sky Realm?"

Wuming Qingdeng was a little surprised, he knew very well how terrifying Zhao Fei's battle with Hua Qianshu just now was, and he could recover so quickly.

"Back then, it was a five-star and seven-horizon realm, but now I don't know it. He always carries more than one mysterious tool that hides the Cultivation Base on his body, for fear of being seen through by others."

Zhao Fei couldn't help but sneered when he heard the words, "It looks like a tortoise with a shrunken head, um...a closer look, the face looks like a tortoise, will he come from the tortoise? Should I let the burial master come back," Isn’t there a Magical Beasts that I haven’t taken away?"

Hearing this, Mu Qiujie exuded extremely cold air, and said one word: "Yellow mouth boy, do you know what you are talking about!?"

"You are a tortoise with a shrunken head, don't you like to listen?" Zhao Fei was not afraid, and pointed to Mu Qiujie's nose unceremoniously.

"Dead!!" Mu Qiujie finally fell into madness.

The bones of his beloved disciple, whom he has cultivated for many years, have no bones, and now he is so humiliated in public.

If only a few words were ridiculed by the ignorant green light, it would be fine, after all, there is indeed a gap that cannot be ignored in the strength of the two sides.

But the little beast in the four elephants below, now even dared to point to own's nose, and the shame and anger in Mu Qiujie's heart has long been out of control.

The ancient clock fell on the palm again, and Mu Qiujie slammed frantically, and countless terrifying sound waves vibrated in an instant.

Zhao Fei's complexion was calm, but it was inevitable to show a bit of dignity.

"The Soul of the Moon Eye!"

With a cry, Yuetong condensed the devilish energy and crossed the torrent of space, forcibly interrupting the propagation of the bell.

As if in a vacuum, Mu Qiujie only felt that the sound of his own roar could not be heard, and the anger in his heart became more intense for a while.

At the same time, Zhao Fei turned into Ma Liang's magic pen in his hand, and Lin Kong Xuhuang actually painted an image exactly the same as that of the ancient clock.

In an instant the image became real, and Zhao Fei also held up an ancient bell in his hand, just like the mouthful Mu Qiujie struck.

"Old tortoise, why can't your broken bell ring anymore?"

Mu Qiujie was furious, but he had no choice but to run out of Magic Treasures in his hand. What's more, he dared not rush forward to kill Zhao Fei with the ignorant blue light on his side.

But at first glance, he saw the ancient clock in Zhao Fei's hand, and Mu Qiujie couldn't help but stunned for a moment.

"You, how come you have my dynasty clock?!"

Zhao Fei made a flamboyant expression with disgust, and said contemptuously: "Imperial Clock? Just this broken thing is also worthy of such a name, you really are always narcissistic!"

"Little beast, if you have the ability, come up and see if I can kill you alive!"

Mu Qiujie was extremely ashamed and angry. He originally came to avenge him aggressively. At this moment, he didn't know how, but gradually evolved into a scolding in the air. He really lost his own power!

The entire sky was full of Mu Qiujie's scolding and Zhao Fei's ridiculous laughter.

The ignorant blue light put away the broken wooden sword, if you want to repair it, I am afraid it will take a while.But these are not so important anymore. At this moment, he listened to Zhao Fei's humiliation to Mu Qiujie, and his heart was so relieved, it seemed that it was more joyful than killing Mu Qiujie directly.

Mu Qiujie furiously attacked his heart, and a golden light spread out from under his feet.

The words on the Dynasty Clock flickered and appeared, and the quaint bell sounded gently again, which actually broke the vacuum cut off by the power of the moon pupil.

As if thousands of years have passed, infinite centuries have passed by the sound of primitive bells.

"One dynasty, one century!"

A look of horror suddenly appeared on Zhao Fei's face, the change came too fast, and it was too late to block it with the moon pupil at this moment.

Unexpectedly, being stunned by the bell, the fluorescence in Zhao Fei's eyes became vicissitudes of life and primitiveness, as if the years were rapidly draining from him.

Seeing this, Mu Qiujie couldn't help showing a cruel look, and said with a grin: "Drain your vitality, it depends on what fart you can let out!"

The ignorant blue light frowned slightly, and was about to step forward to rescue Zhao Fei, but saw that Zhao Fei's hair was as white as ice and snow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is it possible? The imperial clock can never function so fast!"

The ignorant blue lantern lost his voice in horror. This was probably the first time he was so gagged and secretly blamed himself for being too slow.

And Mu Qiujie laughed wildly. He didn't expect the power of the Dynasty Bell to be diligent, but Zhao Fei's head was covered with gray hair while breathing.

But the laughter quickly solidified, Zhao Fei's pupils flashed with a weird purple evil light, and it was the realm demon who took over Zhao Fei's body.

"It's all these inconspicuous little tricks, it's really shameful!"

Because of Zhao Fei's continuous ascension of strength, the power of the realm demon also increased, faintly reaching an indefinite height.

Mu Qiujie stared at Zhao Fei incredulously, as if he wanted to dissect him from the inside out.

He didn't know Zhao Fei at this moment, but the realm demon on the back of his soul was taking over.

I saw the realm demon standing with both hands pinching the tactics, and then the whole body condensed and entangled with thunder.

Clouds gather again above the sky, and it seems that there will be rainstorms at any time.

The thunder gathered more and more, and gradually became irritable, forming a lavender color.

As the purple thunders began to condense, a flash of thunder in the eyes of the realm demon became more and more cold and solemn.

"You, you can condense the purple thunder, what kind of monster are you!?"

Mu Qiujie finally showed a look of horror, even when he faced the ignorant blue light before, he was far from the fear at the moment.

"Return the vitality you took away, otherwise Zi Lei will be born, and you will have no way of life with this old thing!"

The purple thunder in front of the realm demon was almost out of control, and the clouds in the sky had dragged the Xuji City into the dark night.

Among the purple, a tiny thunder and lightning flashed and fell suddenly.

All the places he passed were plunged into nothingness, the Emperor Zhong Kui in Mu Qiujie's hand broke through the cracks, and a transparent streamer swayed to Zhao Fei's body.

"It's him, if it weren't for this kid's current Cultivation Base is too weak, he can only provoke such a tiny bit of purple thunder, daddy just smashed him directly!"

The realm demon let out a curse, and dragged the streamer into Zhao Fei's body.

"Come on... If this kid is in control of his body, he can't control the purple thunder at all, so don't chop yourself."

After another complaint of dissatisfaction, Zhao Fei's hair turned black and bright again.

Looking up a little blankly, Mu Qiujie above the sky was already dumbfounded, and his gloomy pupils were full of despair.

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