"Eternal God Emperor (

There are two things in the world that are worthy of eternal awe, one is the vast starry sky, and the other is your own heart.

The starry sky is cold and dark, and mortals cannot survive. Only practitioners who reach the holy realm can fly through the sky, travel through the stars, secret realms, and market realms.

In the dark, an old scalper walked in the void, sitting on his back with a thin-faced Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest looked like he was in his fifties, with high cheekbones and long narrow eyes, giving a sense of cruelty. The black hair on his head is fixed by a snake-like iron hairpin with a little silver thread, which is a trace of the vicissitudes of life.

He was carrying a sword, but the sword was wrapped in a black cloth.

He still held a sword in his hand, but this sword was indistinguishable from a stone and was rough. He regarded it as a treasure, clenched his hands tightly, closed his eyes and felt something.

The old scalper stepped on the void with four hoofs, extremely fast, every step was thousands of miles.

"Since "Sword Without Words" has fallen into your hands, let me see and enlighten it? When I step into the realm of God, you will pass me a divine sword, so that I can immediately become a member of the realm of God. The strong." The old scalper said, spit out human words.

The face-lift Taoist on the cow's back leisurely closed his eyes, and said, "With your talent, even if you practice kendo, you can do nothing."

The old scalper stopped, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared in the big fists' eyes, and said: "What's wrong with my talent? Is it the dragon elephant's prajna palm that is not strong enough, or the Tianhe Shenquan is not sophisticated enough? Goose Yamato Goose Two, which one beat me?"

The face-lift Taoist said: "You have got my empowerment and directly used the holy energy of heaven and earth to elevate your cultivation. The realm has always been in front of them, so you can defeat them. At the same realm, you want to win any of them. , It is not an easy task."

"Go!"

The old scalper leaned his head up, his nostrils turned into the sky, and said stubbornly: "Don't go! If you don't make it clear today, I won't go! My talent is not high, how tall is it?"

In the nostrils, two tubes of white gas were ejected.

The face-lift Taoist opened his narrow eyes and frowned, "Back then, I was in the Hundredsaw Realm, and I was able to cultivate into a **** step. You are at the peak of a demigod, but you haven't succeeded in your cultivation. Is this also considered high talent?"

"You are the master of space, and I am not." The old scalper said.

The face-lift Taoist said: "Just because of this little thing, you have to fight with me again? If you knew it, I shouldn't let you out."

"It's not just because of this little thing, I have tolerated you for a long time! You want me to defeat Goose Da and Goose Er, but you are not willing to pass on my true skills. You said, you don't let me practice kendo, how will I inherit your **** in the future? Sword?" The old scalper said.

The face-lift Taoist stunned, and said: "Your heart is quite big, you still want to inherit my divine sword?"

"Shen Pill, you didn't give me one either!" the old scalper said.

"Do you still want God Pill?"

"I'm your disciple, you don't give it to me, but give it to others. I am very angry when you say this. I regard you as a master, but you see me as a mount. How unfair is this?" the old scalper said.

The face-lift Taoist was very angry, this bull is getting more and more asshole.

He jumped from the back of the cow, slapped it on the horn, and said, "If it weren't for me, you would have been slaughtered by the butcher and turned into the beef bone soup in the pot."

"Nonsense! Obviously I am so talented that I trampled the butcher to death. This is what you said, don't deny it! I remember it really." The old scalper's face is stretched very long, and he is not so good at looking thin. Pleasing to the eye.

The face-lift Taoist morale was so angry that his intestines were knotted, his index finger pointed at the old scalper for a long time, and he said fiercely: "Sooner or later, I will stew you!"

"Just stew it, as if someone was frightened." The old scalper said.

"I knew I shouldn't have taught you cultivation, you crooked animal."

"Look, I just said, you didn't treat me as a disciple! Teaching me to practice is to let me deal with Goose and Big Goose II. Is there a half-hearted devotion to me? I have no intention of teaching. I can defeat Goose and Big Goose II. The most fundamental reason is that I have worked hard enough."

"I have to devote myself to you?"

"Of course! Cows also have feelings. I put my feelings on you. I see you as a teacher and a father, but you just treat me as a tool cow. Is this fair? It's not fair!"

...

One after another, arguing in the starry sky.

The old scalper was very stubborn. He always thought that the face-lift Taoist was just using it as a tool bull, hiding it and not sincere enough, so he was very dissatisfied, stopped in place, refused to move forward.

The face-lift Taoist believes that with its qualifications, it is not enough to be his own disciple.

Besides, in matters of affection, we must pay attention to what you want and cannot force it.

The face-lift Taoist lost his patience, and said: "In short, if you don't reach the level of Yuanhui-level representatives, I won't admit that you are my disciple. Uh, it seems that you have to be thrown into the starry sky battlefield to sharpen you. To recognize yourself."

The old scalper looked like he was not afraid of boiling water, and said: "Go and go. I have long wanted to kill Sifang and directly declare that I am your disciple. As long as the reputation is beaten, it will be useless if you don't admit it. ..."

"Shhh! Don't talk."

The face-lift Taoist noticed something and looked towards a certain direction in the universe. On his pupils, a star-like mist of truth appeared.

Seeing that he looked very serious, the old scalper didn't dare to bother, and asked quietly, "What's the matter?"

"What a heavy corpse gas! How could this happen, here is behind the starry sky defense line, is there a corpse clan army quietly crossing the defense line? Go, go and take a look."

The face-lift Taoist put away the stone sword and jumped on the back of the old scalper.

The old scalper said: "Well, business matters! First exist here temporarily, next time we have time, we will theory. I will not be a tool cow!"

The starry sky millions of miles away was filled with gray corpses.

The corpse qi is cold, as wide as the ocean, spreading outward. Thousands of carrion corpses flew among them, besieging a group of human monks wearing Taoist robes.

The cultivation bases of these human monks are all very high, reaching the realm of the Great Sage. But the number of corpses is thousands of times more than them, like endless. From time to time, monks were injured and even fell.

"what……"

Screams sounded.

A great sage of the immortal realm was dug through his chest by a great sage of the corpse clan covered with long black hair, and his heart was torn out.

In an instant, the body of the great saint turned black and turned into pus and blood.

Feng Qianshu, the highest cultivation base, saw this scene, his face changed wildly, and shouted: "It's the deadly corpse poison, everyone, be careful, once the corpse poisons the body, the gods will be hard to save."

But it's too late!

There have been many wind clan great sages injured, their bodies poisoned.

It's just that it's not as serious as the great saint just now, so with his profound cultivation base, he can barely support it. However, the blood vessels under the skin had turned black, and the combat power was greatly affected.

"There are too many corpse races, and I can't kill them at all. Why don't I blew my own holy source and open a way for you?" A middle-aged Taoist aunt has a strong personality and wants to burn all the stones.

Feng Qianshu glanced down at the Universe Space Bag wrapped around her waist, untied it, swallowed it directly into her abdomen, and said: "Don't be impulsive, I have already sent a message to Fengxi God, she will come to meet us soon . Support for a while!"

"Damn it, how did the corpse clan army bypass the starry sky defense line? Are they not afraid of coming back and forth?" a wind clan great sage said angrily while swinging his sword and cutting.

Someone exclaimed: "Not good! In the corpse qi, there is also the deadly corpse poison, which can penetrate the body protection holy qi and invade the body. I feel that the blood qi is being corrupted and weakened."

There were more than 30 Wind Clan Great Sages present, and they all panicked as they watched their gray-black skin.

Thinking that he will soon turn into pus and blood, thinking that he might become a carrion, no one can keep calm.

"Fight with them!"

"Even if you die, you have to drag these corpses to bury them."

The middle-aged Taoist aunt whose cultivation reached the Hundred Songs Realm burned blood in his body, turned into a dazzling brilliance, and rushed into the group of corpses.

"No!"

"Yuanqing!"

...

The great saints of the Wind Clan are all bloodshot and resentful.

Even though they have been fighting in the starry sky battlefield for many years and are used to seeing life and death, they still can't control their emotions.

Blasting the Holy Source, this requires great courage.

"Snapped!"

A feather-shaped thunder and lightning pierced through the corpse's energy and connected thousands of miles. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com hit the middle-aged Taoist who flew out.

Before she exploded the holy source, the body and holy source were split into pieces, and her body exploded in the corpse gas, turning into sparks.

In the gray corpse, a low voice sounded: "You still want to explode the Holy Source? You all have to die today, and no one can escape."

The great sages of the Wind Clan were all stunned. Petrochemical generally looked at the place where the middle-aged Taoist aunt burst open, unable to accept this result. Can't even self-destruct Shengyuan?

A desperate mood spread along with it.

"Fight, fight!"

A great sage of the wind tribe was enraged, his vengeance surged, and the holy blood burned in his body, desperately rushing into the corpse gas.

Feng Qianshu also wanted to rush out, but was stopped by two Qianwen Realm Great Sages.

One of the Qianwen Realm Great Sage said: "Don't forget that you have more important things to do. We can all die, you can't. You have to hand things over to the true god."

"kill!"

The two Great Sages of Qianwen Realm flew out, the Shouyuan and Holy Blood in their bodies burned at the same time, the holy technique was shot, and the corpse cultivators fell in pieces, turning into corpses and bones.

However, the Great Sage of the Wind Clan also continued to fall in front of Feng Qianshu.

Even though Feng Qianshu's iron and blood is ruthless, tears are still in the corners of his eyes, and there is a long scream in his mouth, he lifts an epee, and rushes to the corpse army, trying to break through.

"Moo!"

An ear-shattering cow call sounded at the same time as the howling of Feng Qianshu.

Above the rolling corpse qi, a cow hoof as thick as a mountain stepped down, and the four corpse clan great sages who intercepted Xiangfeng Qianshu were all stepped on and turned into four masses of rotting blood.

Feng Qianshu was also shocked by the energy erupted from the hooves.

The more than twenty great sages of the Feng Clan who were still alive were all startled. This combat power is a bit scary!