The Evil God Emperor is In the City

A surging spiritual frenzy suddenly surged.

In midair, around Ge Mu.

In an instant, countless other flowers bloomed out of thin air.

Flirtatious, gorgeous.

Fang Ying's heart twitched violently, and her beautiful face suddenly turned as white as paper.

Fan Jiuyou really used this trick.

The other side sinks—

"Ge Mu, run!" she shouted with trembling lips.

at the same time.

The other side flower that bloomed out of thin air suddenly burst and turned into countless black thunders, completely shrouding Ge Mu in the thunder field.

Holding a steel whip, Fan Jiuyou smiled grimly and said, "Boy, you are very talented, and your techniques are extremely exquisite. If you devote yourself to practicing for a few years, maybe you will be able to compete with me in the future, but unfortunately, your supernatural powers have not been achieved anywhere. Make trouble, there is no future! Now let me show you hell."

He stood in the sky like a **** Shura, looking at Ge Mu with judgmental eyes.

Flowers bloom on the other side, and thunder falls.

And he is the arbiter of the land of vain death.

Dominate life and death, obliterate the soul, and make the floating world sink to the other side.

This is the artistic conception of "the other side sinks", and when a technique has an artistic conception, it goes beyond the scope of ordinary spells, and its power is even less likely to be the same.

Fan Jiuyou didn't expect to use this trick in the initial stage of foundation building, but if it is used, the opponent will surely die.

He was very confident in the power of this move.

"Boy, you're dead! Yingsha, I'll take care of you **** later!" The lingering three-faced ghost got excited and grinned.

Bai Leng whispered: "It seems that Ge Mu is dead this time, next..."

Han Xiao was also very nervous. Looking at the black thunder field in the air, he pulled Fang Ying's sleeve and said, "Can't you stop it?"

"How could it be able to stop it? Even if the opponent is in the middle stage of foundation building at the same time, Fan Jiuyou's attack will be seriously injured. Ge Mu has just built the foundation. What should we do? Sister Xiaoxiao, what magic weapon did you bring? No?"

"The eight golden silk talismans are on me, but it's too late for him now."

"That…"

Fang Ying bit her cherry lips tightly, her face turning pale.

…

in the minefield.

Ge Mu was being devastated by thousands of thunderbolts, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and the skin of his arms showed signs of cracking, but he didn't appear fearful because he was in a predicament.

Because Yin thunder is also thunder, and whenever thunder strikes, some images of past life memories will always appear in his mind.

The same is true this time.

He saw again the upper realm that is high in the heavens.

his past life,

The God King of Xiaoting stood on the corner of the palace eaves surrounded by clouds and fog. A Dapeng flew over the sky. When he fell, he turned into a vicissitudes of life in front of him. He had no hair, bowed his waist, and looked half-asleep and funny. appearance.

"Boy, give me a jug of wine." The old man stretched out his hand to beg for it.

boy! ?

There are almost no people who dare to call the God King Xiaoting so, but the old man is undoubtedly an exception. He is very strong, and even the God King Xiaoting can't estimate how strong he is. He only knows that it is a vast existence that is not among the five elements.

"Here." God King Xiaoting threw him a jug of wine.

The old man gulped.

After half an hour.

He opened his mouth and said, "The upper realm has been prosperous for more than 20,000 years, and it will soon suffer disaster. I will tell you because of our fate. Let's run away with the beautiful family and treasures of the family now."

The king of Xiaoting smiled and said, "You are joking again."

"No joke this time."

"Really? Then I'm not going to run."

"If you don't run, you can't escape this disaster."

The old man pinched his knuckles and figured it out, his face slightly solemn, "That's right, if you don't run away, you'll definitely die, hey, then where am I going to beg for drinks in the future."

The God King Xiaoting smiled calmly and said, "If that's the case, then I'll give you all the wine in the house."

"You really want to be buried with Upper Realm?"

"It's not a burial, it's just that if there is a catastrophe, I will be my brothers, colleagues, relatives and friends to resist with all my strength, even if I die without regret."

"Really dead?"

"Then die."

The old man stared at the God King of Xiaoting for a long time, and sighed: "I don't drink this pot of wine, it's tasteless."

After saying that, he turned into a Peng bird and flew away.

He threw the remaining half pot of wine to the God King Xiaoting.

On the fourth day after he died, the rebellion broke out in the upper realm. As he said, it was a catastrophe that washed the upper realm in blood. The gods in the upper realm were almost powerless to resist, and 80% of the casualties were already in less than half a month. Everyone knew it was doomed.

But determined to fight...

The picture that appeared in Ge Mu's mind ended here.

"As expected of the God King of Xiaoting, who can match this kind of spirit? I really can't be ashamed of myself in my previous life. Wait, when I return to Jiutian, I will give the half pot of wine to the old man."

Ge Mu laughed generously and burst into pride.

Is it thunder?

Always thunder!

He who had been in charge of the Thunder Department of the Upper Realm in his previous life was the ancestor of Lei Yu, how could he be suppressed by Lei Fa?

With a thought in his mind, Zhou Tianyijian's constellation roulette appeared again in the air, and the light marks drawn by the three hundred and sixty stars were all gathered in his palm and turned into the original long sword.

He originally wanted to master the twenty-eight changes of Zhou Tianyi's sword. At this time, he felt something in his heart, which touched the generosity and arrogance of the God King of Xiaoting in the previous life. It was like the addition of two worlds, and his heart was like the light of the sky, beyond the twenty changes. There is another layer of artistic conception, and it is all poured into the sword intent.

this sword,

It's called "half jug of wine".

It is the generosity and determination of my previous life, and the long-cherished longing of this life.

Throughout the two worlds,

Angry in a sword.

The shot was just a sword, but it had already turned into an incomparably huge sword shadow in the air, like the mighty wrath of the gods, and the sword split the black thunder prison.

"How is this possible!? How could he prevent his master from sinking to the other side. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" The three-faced ghost who shouted the most powerful changed his face.

"blocked-"

Fang Ying, who was too nervous, let out a sigh of relief, as if his whole body softened.

Xin Mang's flying sword in Bai Leng's dantian trembled, his finger joints turned pale due to excessive force, and his face was even more complicated.

"This is too strong." Han Xiao was stunned.

They were all overwhelmed by Ge Mu's sword. It seemed like a random sword, and even the name of the sword move was extremely rough. How could they have broken the unique skills that the Seven Demons Ghost Sect had forged for nearly a thousand years?

How can a foundation-building early stage compete with the great perfection in the middle foundation-building stage?

However, Ge Mu did it.

right under their noses.

boom-

A thunderous sound erupted in the air.

After a burst of colorful swords and shadows, the battle quickly came to an end.

Fan Jiuyou fell from the air and fell on the dragon head of the Coiling Dragon Stone Pillar. His left arm was broken, and blood was dripping all over his body. In an instant, the dragon head was dyed red.

He could barely get up, but turned his head with difficulty, staring at Ge Mu with disbelief.

"How is it possible, how could I be defeated by a kid in the early stage of foundation building?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Ge Mu gasped from the corners of his brows, and finally managed to settle the old **** Fan Jiuyou, but his heart was not really happy. The previous life was full of turbulence, and now dealing with a middle stage of foundation building is so hard, the realm is still too low. .

Han Xiao didn't like Ge Mu's listless appearance, and scolded with a smile, "I said, buddies, you will pretend to be enough to stir up the world of cultivators, don't be so half-dead and half-alive."

Is it?

Ge Mu grinned.

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