In the sky, four figures fell, Ying Zongtian, Wanfa demon king four, the first time to protect Xiao Chen.

On the other hand, the abandonment of the Emperor of Heaven also fell, leaving the Emperor without a lack of care.

The two leaders stood side by side, and Ying Zongtian looked at the **** of the gods: "Abandon the sky, this farce, it is time to finish the end, but still want to continue to destroy my Tianzong?"

Abandoning the Emperor of Heaven, Xiao smiled and said: "No, you have already lost. From the moment when Xiao Chen jumped off the emperor's road, he was doomed to the result. The martial arts command was handed over, and the Shinto lord, immediately retired, otherwise this would never Will play."

Suzaku Lord, step forward and said: "Ying Zongtian, this is not something that belongs to you, it is best not to keep it. Otherwise, the evil of today will repeat itself, all because of your greed!"

"Hurry to surrender the martial arts command, really shame for you. In the end, it is just a sin-ridden demon guard, and even more ridiculous is this devil, and finally jumped down and self-destructed!"

When the three holy masters took turns, they sneered and sneered, and Ying Zongtian handed over the martial arts order.

Ying Zongtian's mouth sneered with a sneer: "I am ridiculous, I am greedy? If it wasn't before the King of Thunder left, I would like to take care of it. I should have to take this hot potato. Tell you, the **** of war is the king of mine and ask me to let me After accepting it, since I have promised, I will certainly not let down the thunder of the King of Lei."

Abandoning the Emperor and the Emperor: "It seems that it is impossible to talk about it. Ying Zongtian, after half a month, the Shinto League will come again. At that time, I hope that you will continue to have good luck and be able to keep it."

clang! clang! clang!

At this time, between the heavens and the earth, suddenly a loud bell sounded. The bells are loud and tragic, and there is an inexplicable charm that fills the world with the bells.

The bell rang, and several of the audience were present, and their faces changed greatly.

Abandoning the Emperor of Heaven to look into the distance, muttering: "The clock in Kunlun Mountain has not rang for thousands of years. What happened in the end."

Kunlun Mountain, the center of the entire Kunlun Mountains, is fixed on the mountainside. This clock originated from the Xiandao era, and only when something particularly important happened, the bell would ring in Kunlun.

In fact, it can be more pointed out that the bell will only sound when there is a major event with the Abyssal Mozu.

Above the scorpio, there are five huge ghosts in the clouds. Each vain comes from a different race. The protoss, the demon, the ghost, the human, and the corpse all have.

If you feel it carefully, you will find that the atmosphere of these phantoms is all the top nine kings of the Emperor, only one line away from the Supreme.

The five old people didn't know how long they had lived. The look was very vicissitudes. Ying Zongtian abandoned the gods and other emperors to see these old men, and all their faces showed a respectful look.

Obviously, these five old people are among the most advanced among the various ethnic groups.

"The Abyssal Mozu is attacking the starry battlefield in an all-round way. Please drive to Kunlun Mountain quickly, no one is less!"

The five old men spoke at the same time, and the voice was loud, just like the sound of the avenue, deafening.

What is even more shocking is that the news of the old man’s mouth, the abyss of the abyss, has completely attacked the starry battlefield.

All the Emperor Wu and the Supreme feel the seriousness of the situation. The starry battlefield is equivalent to the outpost of the Kunlun defensive abyss.

Once the Abyssal Demons occupy the Starry Battlefield and give them a foothold, they will break the barriers of the sky and come to a full-scale attack.

That will be a disaster of extinction. To know the previous robbery, the Mozu are all transmitted through the space cracks of the two worlds. There are not many people at all.

So anyway, the starry battlefield must be held!

In contrast, the battles and contradictions in front of us can be put down and must be put down.

"Sure enough, this gang of emperors, really smashed this time." Abandoning the **** of the gods coldly, said: "Go!"

After that, he ordered that the Shinto League all retreat, and the Dongyue Ghost Emperor and the corpse gods, and rushed to Kunlun Mountain.

The army of the Shinto Alliance suddenly retreated as the tides, and the Three Holy Hearts were unwilling. In the face of these general trends, I am not willing to do anything, and there is no other way.

Ying Zongtian looked back and saw that Xiao Chen, who had received a raging fire, had already fallen, and he was not known.

I quickly went up and looked at the injury. After I let go, my brow was wrinkled.

"How, is the little guy coming over?" asked the old voice of Wanfa demon Wang with some compassion and pity, and asked.

Ying Zongtian nodded: "Hey, come and have a sigh of relief. When you can wake up, you don't know. The original dark disease in the body is gone, but the soul of the Emperor is not condensed. In this life, I am afraid that I will not be an emperor."

After Zhou Tianxing’s main words, he snorted and said nothing, leaving alone.

The three Supreme are somewhat surprised, but they are also aware that Zhou Tianxing’s personality is not too strange.

"I hope he can accept this blow. In fact, we should have thought of it. The blood and the rain, the **** roads, these are all ominous signs, and should not let him step on the road from the beginning." Linghu Wang sighed, In the words, I am very worried.

Ying Zongtian brows unfolded and whispered: "The world is like chess, and the unpredictable, Xiao Chen is not necessarily a blessing in disguise. Throughout the ages, no one dares to jump off the road of the emperor, I wonder why can't jump down? We these Who can really go beyond the Supreme?

"In the era of martial arts, you have to break the rules and not take the usual path. Otherwise, you can only continue the old road that I wait for."

The Linghu King and the Wanfa demon king looked at each other and shook their heads slightly, but they corresponded to Zongtian’s remarks and did not agree.

Wanfa demon king said: "It is a good thing to be able to pick it up. The little guy is also a true temper. The burden we gave him is a bit big. Let him clean up for a while, be an ordinary person, we should go. ""

"Well, it's time to go."

The three most supreme ones got up and went to the Kunlun Mountains. The Abyss Mozus attacked the starry battlefield in an all-round way and must definitely discuss it together.

Among the ghosts and hells of Huangquan, the one that Xiao Chen had previously visited was only the black and white sea of ​​bitter seas. The headless Tibetan king did not know when, and there was a more head.

The Tibetan king slowly closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "Unfortunately, the key step is to jump. If it is not sinful, after the Buddha refining, I am afraid that I can directly rush out of this exile. It is."

In the mouth of his speech, in the bitter sea, countless souls, doing the gesture of conversion, turned into a white light, rushed into the interface between his head and the neck.

There was a huge wound there, letting the blood flow out like a fountain, and the white light continued to fly, and it seemed that some of the water was filling the wound.

No matter what, the terrible wound is still a little bit fused at a slow speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye.

Outside the Starfire City, after all the Supreme left, Chu Chaoyun and the cold moon, from the gap of the void, cautiously came out.

Chu Chaoyun said faintly: "Now I know, why don't I let you shoot?"

The cold moon is unheard of, and whispered: "If it is me, will he jump down without hesitation?"

Chu Chaoyun heard the words, could not help but smile a bit, this time, the emperor cold moon considered

This is actually the problem.

Hey!

The Lord of the Stars, falling from the sky, looked at Xiao Chen, who passed out. His face was complicated, and he sighed and shook his head and left alone.

Many Wudi, when they came down to look at it, they no longer managed to leave.

No matter how strong Xiao Chen is, even if he defeats the emperor, he is no different in the eyes of everyone. There is no room for improvement, and when the emperor has no shortage of stability, the step-by-step improvement will only make Xiaochen farther and farther.

Even with the glory of the Kunlun world, they have survived the storm and achieved status.

Those who have surpassed Xiao Chen will emerge in an endless stream, and the myth of Qinglong Wang will no longer exist.

Many people, when they come, leave, no trace of nostalgia.

Only the 13 thieves of the Black Sea, after falling down, did not say a word, lifted the drowsy Xiao Chen, ready to send it back to the island of Star Island.

If people drink water, they know themselves, only at this moment, can you see who is your true friend.