The chariot turned out.

There is a figure on it, with bronzed skin, and the face has sharp water chestnuts, strong and straight.

He surrounds Jinmang like an emperor who lives in the world.

The phantom of the fairy beast often accompanies it, and the four elephant beasts are surrounded by nine each. This is the vision of the Lord of the Ancient Heavenly Court patrolling the heavens. It has a strong breath and covers nine days.

Seeing this scene, someone's face changed color.

It is worthy of being an outstanding person known as the Northern Emperor, and he has the appearance of a great emperor at such an age.

Yin Yang, Mei Donglai, Ji Haoyue, Yaoguang Shengzi and others all looked up, their expressions calm.

"Fancy bells and whistles."

At this moment, an untimely voice sounded.

It was a handsome man who looked young among these younger generations. He was dressed in white, and he was out of vulgarity.

Looking at this person, many people were silent.

Xia Jiuyou.

A divine comedy, killing many preachers of the great religion, acting boldly and without scruples in style.

For this young genius who was a young genius, many people regarded him as if he hadn't heard him. He was indeed very powerful and qualified to speak to others.

Wang Teng is like an emperor. He stands on the chariot, driving the chariot slowly down in the garden.

"Let you wait a long time."

When Wang Teng's words fell, there was movement in the distance.

The movement at this moment is too scary.

Many distinguished people present changed their colors, showing amazement.

"The Lord of the Underworld can't travel?!" Someone exclaimed loudly.

East.

An ancient chariot moved its wheels, a nine-bronze dragon pulled a horse, and a horse stepped on the sky, crushing the void, and cracks into an abyss.

During the trampling, the sky left traces of black horse treads.

The most weird thing is the breath they exude.

Eerie and terrifying, a heart-pounding corpse energy hit Shifangjie, overwhelming the world, and even the golden light emitted by Wang Teng was covered.

Woo...

There are winds in the world, like a thousand ghosts roaring.

The sacred voice of Wang Teng's arrival disappeared, and some of them were the surging wind and wind.

"Handed down sage soldiers? That's handed down sage soldiers!!"

Someone exclaimed, feeling that the Tianling Cap was about to burst.

The chariot and the nine-headed bronze dragon horse are both handed down sage soldiers, and two handed down sage soldiers appear on the scene.

"It's not really the lord of the underworld traveling, right." A sect disciple was shocked, such an extravagant way of playing was too scary.

Shaoguang Shengzi's expression is also surprised.

"The corpse energy of the ancient corpse land!"

He recognized the corpse qi that hovered around the chariot and the bronze dragon horse. It was a substance that only the Heavenly Ancient Corpse Land possessed.

He was not the only one who recognized it.

"A few days ago, the ghost of Dao Tianjun appeared in the world. Isn't it the place of the ancient corpse?!"

A female fairy uttered, and she was dumb after speaking.

The young generation in the garden thought about it, and everyone looked tightly locked.

So far, there is no clue about the matter, and the discussion has been restricted by people from all walks of life. The matter is ominous, and not many people talk about it.

The ghost of Dao Tianjun was born.

Nowadays, the arrival of a Saint Soldier-level chariot that surrounds the corpses has made many people frown.

No one thought such a thing would happen.

The nine-headed bronze dragon horse stepped into the air and came straight to this side.

As the chariot approached, everyone felt an unspeakable depression. The chariot composed of two handed down saints was unstoppable. Even Ji Haoyue, Yaoguang Shengzi and others were all shining in their eyes. People know what they think.

"Hahahaha, it's so lively."

There was a big laugh in the chariot, full of breath.

Listening to this, many people are accidents, and the woman is puzzled.

Many people filed out of Chaluang, Li Heishui and Jiang Huairen were the first to be among them. They put their arms around a young woman, smiling all over their faces.

Jiang Huairen's face is full of smiles, or a lewd smile is more appropriate.

"Many acquaintances."

He was extremely excited now.

He has never been so eye-catching, and he likes this feeling the most.

Regarding the appearance of the descendants of big bandits like Li Heishui and Jiang Huairen, even Yaoguang Shengzi, Ji Haoyue, Mei Donglai and others were all in a daze.

How could it be them!

No one thought that these second-world masters, who had their own way, would be on this chariot.

These are the chariots of the saint soldiers handed down, or two.

Such a battle, is the way these second world masters play?

"Did the thirteen bandits dug the grave of the Great Emperor? It's such a luxury." A disciple from the Holy Land swallowed.

The way of showing off his wealth was very special, which made him feel envious of his liver pain.

"Is this really Li Heishui and the others?"

Ji Ziyue was also extremely surprised, Li Heishui and Jiang Huairen couldn't be more familiar with her.

At the same time, she was excited, where these people must have got this thing, because she knew very well that the thirteen big bandits definitely didn't have this thing, and would not be extravagant enough for these second world masters to show off.

Then the only possibility is where Li Heishui and Jiang Huairen got them, then can she borrow them for fun?

It might really be possible with their friendship.

As she thought in her mind, Ji Ziyue walked out of the pavilion, and Ji Haoyue also got up when she saw it.

He didn't worry about his sister, the chariot that these people got out of the Ancient Corpse Land was too weird.

Ji Biyue remained silent, and she was also curious.

Someone moved, someone who knew the second world master, and some people watched calmly and did not speak~lightnovelpub.net~ Wang Teng's eyes flickered.

The power of the emperor he created was broken by these second masters, but there was no joy or sorrow on his face.

This kind of thing is unlikely to make him angry. If he gets angry so easily, he is not Wang Teng, but he has already drawn these people to the opposite side in his heart.

In full view.

The nine-headed bronze dragon-horse-drawn chariot was parked on the garden.

"Wow!"

The dog barking sounded, and the scene became quieter in an instant.

It's that dog!

Everyone was surprised, and a **** dog rang in their minds.

"It's really lively, Wang Teng, I'll come here uninvited, Lord Dao, don't you mind."

Duan De hasn't appeared yet, and his voice comes out first.

I saw that Duan De and Heihuang also got out of the chariot, one person and one dog.

It's just a moment.

All of them had their pupils erupted.

Are they okay?

The Tiangucheng incident a few days ago was raging. Many people said that this man and a dog had been condemned by the heavens, and they were all dead, but they didn't expect to be alive.

However, soon they were not talking.

The pupils contracted sharply.

The young generation of the Eastern Wilderness did not dare to be confident, as if they saw something that they did not dare to be confident, their faces changed color.

Jiang Huairen, Li Heishui and others all stepped out of the chariot, and Duan De and Heihuang also stepped out.

And there is another person behind them.

It was a young man, not very old, slender and vigorous, wearing a blue long dress, long hair fluttering in the wind, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a lazy smile on the corners of his mouth.

The whole person has a different kind of refined temperament, outstanding, like the parents and children of the gods in the sky descending to the earth.

"It's him!"

"How can it be."

Exclamation sounded in the garden, and many outstanding people were shocked...

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