The Almighty Asura

"Chinese artifact!"

Three other yellow lions screamed in the other two heads. This plane, how can someone create a Chinese artifact, the power of the law is not so strong.

Mu Feng, who did not use the ancient scorpion, is at most equal to him. It is not easy to destroy his body. However, with a good soldier, the attack is not the same, the attack power is greatly increased, and the destructive power is also improved several levels. .

"The president lost, how could it be!"

"President, but the strongest person in the early days of the Emperor's realm, how can you beat a half-step Tianzun, this person is too strong."

"What is the origin of this person?"

The Heavenly Emperor of the Yellow Lions Club was a monk. This time, the heart gave birth to a thoroughly chilly heart. Many people are ready for the wrong situation and ready to run.

Mu Feng fell and looked at the three spirits, and said coldly: "Today is the day of the coming year."

The three spirits and yellow lions looked at Mu Feng with horror.

In the palm of his hand, a stock of nine sacred power poured into its body.

"Oh ah..."

The three spirits and yellow lions roared, and the soul of the body was pulled out by Mu Feng, and it was imprisoned in the nine secluded space.

"The Taoist friends are forgiving, and the Taoist friends spare me a life."

In the nine secluded space, the three spirits and yellow lions were horrified and begging for mercy. They were surrounded by burning nine secluded fires. He also discovered an old acquaintance, Fuxing Commercial Bank Zhang Xingyu! The soul of Zhang Xingyu was also confined to this space, and the desperate eyes looked at the three spirits and yellow lions.

"You, who are you? Even if you die, let me die!"

Three spirits yellow lion roaring.

"Three thousand years ago, you helped the people to kill the Shura, you can still remember that Ye Fangtian, who was besieged by you in the past, and me, is his son, and now the patriarch of the Shura, Mu Feng."

Mu Feng sneered.

"What, you, you are his son!"

Sanling Tianzun finally understood, at the same time, he also instantly remembered that the battle was equally amazing for half a thousand years ago, the North Sea burned the Emperor.

This person is coming for the father of the newspaper.

"Essence and retribution, Tiandao is a good reincarnation..."

The three spirits are also desperate in their hearts.

Mu Feng looked at the huge body of the three spirits and the yellow lion, and earned the body of the gods and beasts in his own world, but he was a treasure medicine, flesh and blood, and a bone refiner.

Mu Feng's eyes looked at the other people in the Yellow Lions Club. These people fled in shock and frightened and did not dare to stay here.

Hey!

Mu Feng instantly appeared in front of a Yellow Lion, and a claw caught the other's throat.

"Predecessors are forgiving, adults are forgiving, we don't know anything, and we have not offended adults."

The emperor was terrified.

"Where is the treasure house of the Yellow Lion Club, take me there."

Mu Feng is cold and cold. Since he has killed people, he naturally has to salvage one hand, otherwise he will leave it to others.

"Okay, okay, I know where I am, I will take the adults." The Emperor was honestly told to take Mu Feng to the treasure house.

And Mu Feng, who directly ransacked the treasure house of the Yellow Lion Club, left the Yellow Lion Club.

Chen Jia, a top-ranking big family in the ancient city of Zhongyuan Xianyu, the ancestors of the Tianzun realm in the ethnic group, Chen is also a famous kendo family in the Zhongyuanxian domain, and the ancestor Chen Ziqiao has the first sword of the middle The title.

Chen's vast mansion, in a mansion, a young man wearing a blue robes, the sword in the hands and a strong Emperor of the Heavens fought fiercely.

After a long time, the Emperor’s guards were defeated, and the young sword spit out the green mans, leaving a sword on the other’s chest.

"The lesser swordsmanship is refined and admired."

The Emperor of the Emperor smiled and said that day.

"Oh, Mo Shicheng has given up."

The young man smiled at the sword.

And he is the Chen family, Chen Chuan!

Chen Chuanfei went to his house, took off his robes under the service of the maid, jumped into the bath of Xianchi, and washed a sweat.

At this time, he did not see, a thumb-sized white jade spider was crawling silently to him, crawling into the pool, a little closer to this Chenchuan.

"what……!"

Suddenly, Chen Chuan, who was taking a bath, screamed and scared the maids around.

I saw Chen Chuan suddenly huddled in the pool, his hands squatting, facial pain and convulsions.

"Less Lord, you, what's wrong with you?"

The surrounding maids quickly came around and saw Chen Chuan's face red and red.

Guess, where did the little spider bite?

"Not good, less master, less poisoned!"

The maids changed their faces and quickly put clothes on Chen Chuan to help him up. Some people even rushed to the pharmacist to visit.

Among the spring buildings thousands of miles away, Yaochuan left and held two beautiful people on the left, sneer, and played on the dragonfly on the table.

"Spider, you are too bad, how can you let your child spider bite, how do you make people feel humane in the future."

"Oh... Ming, it’s you, you are instructing."

The Wanlong Dragon Spider has issued a crisp childish mind.

"There is a good show to play, two beautiful people, today, Chuan brother wants you to know my power, hehe..."

Yaochuan picked up two beautiful people and pressed it to the bed. The laughter in the room was loud and the spring was boundless.

In the Chen family, the news of the poisoning of the Lord was quickly spread, and the pharmacists of Chen’s family came to visit, and as a result, one of them was helpless.

"Chuaner!"

A middle-aged man in a black robe with a thin face pushed in and looked at Chen Chuan's face in bed.

"Home!"

The people in the room were busy and respectful.

This person is the first strongman of the Chen family, Kendo Tianzun Shenhuang, Chen Ziqiao.

Looking at the bed, red and hot, comatose Chen Chuan, Chen Ziqiao worried.

"How? What is poison, can you solve it?"

Chen Ziqiao looked at the pharmacist.

The pharmacist's sweat on his forehead, said: "I am sorry for the owner, this poison, this poison is the poison of the fire system, the poison has a trace of dragons, like the poison of the dragon, the old and incompetent, can not solve this poison."

"The poison of the dragon? Is there a strong dragon in the city?"

Chen Ziqiao's face is black.

"My homeowner, when the young master and I had a good time at the time of discussion, how could it be suddenly poisoned, it would not, and it was concealed by anyone."

The Emperor Shen Shen Shen.

"Damn, who dares to put this yin in the back!"

Chen Ziqiao was furious and felt that this was awkward.

"How is this poison?"

He asked quickly.

"Incomparable, at least the poison of the dragon in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven, and, directly into the bone marrow, the soul, there is no way to forcibly detoxification, less master, up to three days." The pharmacist dignified.

"what!"

Chen Ziqiao was furious and quickly said: "Come, come to all the famous pharmacists in the city to invite me to Chen."

"Yes!"