Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

Wu Tian wiped the blood from the boy's face, revealing a delicate face.

Take out a bottle of Medicine Pill from the storage ring, remove the stopper, and pour it all into the boy's mouth.

Shen Zhi Dan.

But the flesh is dead.

The injury of the teenager began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Cultivation Base also broke through to the Martial Master as a blessing in disguise.

Looking at the excited members of the Wu family, Master Bai Qi curled his lips and glanced at the gray-clothed old man.

The gray-clothed old man took a step, the strong coercion swept the audience, and the Martial Emperor Realm Cultivation Base had a clear view.

"Wu family, die!"

The entire Qiwangcheng was a sensation.

Inspect the headquarters and command the headquarters.

The commander wearing a python robe opened his eyes, and the Martial King realm expert looked suspiciously in the direction of the Wu family.

"Martial Emperor realm? This gloomy aura is a bit strange, definitely can't be the ancestor of the Martial Family, what happened?"

Zhou Family Territory.

Because of the destruction of the Elder line of Zhou's family, Zhou's family chief Zhou Yiyuan, who was much older all at once, flew high into the sky.

"Unexpectedly, I will be able to meet the powerhouses in the Martial Emperor realm in my lifetime."

There are also many caravans of gangs in the city, and family forces of all sizes have come out one after another, looking in the direction of the Wu family in shock.

"What happened to the Wu Family? Is this King Qi going to change ownership again?"

......

Martial arts.

"A strong man in the Martial Emperor realm?!"

Wu Wentao, the head of the Wu family who was stepped on by the white chess master, looked at him in disbelief, and an emotion called despair was quietly growing in his heart.

That's it!

The ancestors are just the Realm of the Martial King, not the opponent of the Martial Emperor.

"Old ancestors, you can always retreat, don't worry about us, the Martial Emperor is too terrifying, it is important to preserve the blood of the Martial Family."

The Second Wu Family Elder said dryly, his turbid eyes gloomy, and his expression wilted as if he had accepted his fate.

The strong Martial Emperor, the top combat power of the entire Dagan dynasty, can even dominate the fate of a country's life and death.

"Yes, ancestor, as long as you are still there, there is hope for the Wu family."

Elder, the rest of the Wu family, laughed miserably, his tone full of depression and despair.

No wonder they, the Martial Emperor is really too terrifying.

Even the imperial family of the Dagan Dynasty, the Martial Emperor has not heard the news for a long time.

"It's just a Martial Emperor in a mere trifle, so I'll be the starting point, your ancestors, I'm not dead yet..."

Wu Tian snorted coldly, seeming to be very dissatisfied with the desperate attitude of the Wu family members.

The whole body was shocked, and the Martial Emperor's Realm was unobstructed.

For a time, almost everyone was dumbfounded.

The ancestor of the Martial Family was actually a strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm.

"The battle between the two emperors, the battle between the two emperors."

Zhou Yiyuan kept mumbling to himself, as if he was possessed.

Although he is only a small Martial Spirit Realm, he also yearns for a higher Realm.

"The battle between the two emperors!"

Having reached the command of Martial King Realm, he was shocked, and suddenly distanced himself from the Wu family.

He was fortunate enough to have seen the battle of the Martial Emperor powerhouse on the battlefield.

Martial Emperor, comes with Realm.

Also known as the Realm powerhouse.

Super top combat power at the level of destroying the city.

"This... Martial Emperor..."

King Qi stepped back uncontrollably, his face was horrified, his expression was unbelievable.

The martial artist is known as the Martial Emperor, and this meaning brings him a disaster level.

The real identity of the Wu family is a branch of the Dagan royal family, and the blood of the Dagan royal family is of the same origin.

Secretly guarding the dragon veins of the Dagan imperial family, this is also the fundamental reason why he targeted the Wu family.

He wants to rebel against the imperial family. Will the ancestors of the Wu family stand by and let the imperial family be destroyed?

The answer is naturally impossible.

"Unexpectedly, the little Qi Wangcheng was actually known as the Martial Emperor..."

Young Master Bai Qi narrowed his fox eyes, shook the paper fan in his hand, and said to the gray-clothed old man, "Uncle Fan, kill him."

His tone was like an understatement like crushing a chicken and a dog, and it was justified.

"Go away."

Wu Tian handed the boy in his arms to the ecstatic second Elder.

The Wu family members Elder nodded frantically, and hurriedly greeted the children of the clan to retreat, "Retreat and retreat, the ancestors are going to show off."

The joy in the tone couldn't be hidden.

The martial arts are really ill-fated. They rise up at the time of weakness and encounter strong enemies in their glory.

I thought that the Wu family was going to dissipate in King Qi City like the Han family.

I didn't even think about it, but the ancestor was not the Martial King, but the strong Martial Emperor.

The last hope of the Wu family.

"Go? It's better to leave them all. Isn't it right to bury your martial arts family in this huge territory?"

The gray-clothed old man’s old face has no joy or sorrow,

In the next second, with him as the center within a radius of hundreds of miles, towering trees quickly pulled up to the sky.

Lush trees grow savagely.

All the buildings of the Wu family were submerged in an instant.

The vines entangled with each other, intertwined into a big net, and shrouded everyone in the Wu family.

The green leaves were squeezed into clusters, blocking the soft light of the sun overhead, and not one strand of it could leak.

It was like a dark green seabed, wherever one's eyes could be, there was a dark green and a dark.

After just a few breaths, the territory of the Wu family has almost become a virgin forest.

There is no sign of human life at all.

This was the result of the gray-clothed old man's deliberate control, otherwise the entire Qiwangcheng would become a continuous dense forest.

"Although I don't know who you are, you successfully annoyed me."

"Old stuff, I'm very satisfied with your Realm."

Wu Tian raised his head slightly, the facial features under his hood were obscured by Sword Qi.

The surrounding land was cut apart by Sword Qi and began to fall apart.

"Today, I used the fall of a Martial Emperor to frighten Xiaoxiao in all directions."

"Tell everyone in the world... Wu Family, not everyone can provoke!!!"

The gravel was suspended in mid-air, and thunderous black thunders shuttled through it.

The madly growing vegetation suddenly stopped moving as if it had encountered a barrier.

The confrontation between the two realms between the Martial Emperor powerhouses!

Wu Tianchen dropped his elbows with his shoulders and his knees bend slightly.

Two Martial Souls emerged behind him, the golden Xuanyuan Sword phenomenon was held in his hands, the Thunder Spirit Dragon was on his right arm, and the evil dragon on his left arm raised his head.

The large hooded cloak seemed to be unable to withstand such a powerful force anymore, quietly shattering into strands of rags.

The silver hair stretched out, fluttering in the air without wind.

The pitch-black eyes turned into golden pupils, exploding with brilliant light.

The black thunder was condensed into armor, covering the surface of the skin.

"Lead it to death!"

Accompanied by the voice, Wu Tian's body rushed out like an arrow from the string, and broke into the forest with a black light.

The speed is as fast as a black line, moving and twisting on the thick branches, making it difficult to see the figure.

In the air, the sound of crackling thunder continued to form a large area, like a dragon's roar.

The gray-clothed old man exploded his scalp, and a strong sense of crisis grew in his heart.

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