And it may not necessarily be a draw.

"Let's go."

Zhuo Buqun helped Wushuangji Sheng up.

He was about to take back the headless fighting god puppet.

Unstable fluctuations appeared in the void.

Suddenly, Zhuo Buqun, Wushuangji Sheng and Fengtian Fighting God both widened their eyes.

How long has it been since the peerless fighting god of the Dao of Destruction and Destruction come?

It's too fast! Three figures came out of the torn void.

A middle-aged man with a blurred face, tall and agile body, and a deep and terrifying aura.

There was also a boy riding a black cow. His face could clearly see some hideous marks.

The last woman, with long hair and slim figure, and her face was as blurry as a middle-aged man, holding a huge spear in her hand, was very exaggerated.

These three people all exuded more powerful fluctuations than Fengtian Fighting God.

They should represent the ceiling combat power of the realm of the God of Fighting.

Fengtian Fighting God swallowed.

You can tell at a glance that these three guys are very difficult to mess with.

Especially the boy riding a black cow, if he can see clearly on his face, it means that he is the strongest and he can no longer use secret techniques to cover up his identity.

In other words, this boy riding a black cow is extremely powerful.

He is stronger than the middle-aged man who has not yet held a huge spear.

I don’t know what kind of benefits this path of destruction and birth are used to buy these three ceiling combat powers representing the realm of the Fighting God.

In their realm, there are really not many things they want to need.

"You're Zhuo Buqun?"

The boy riding the black cow spoke, "You must have been re-educated in the second life. You have already practiced to the Dou Sheng. I guess you only have enough time to be comparable to our realm."

Zhuo Buqun spoke in the face of three powerful enemies who were almost impossible to win, "Is this considered a compliment?"

The boy riding the black cow laughed, "Hahahaha, I can understand this way. I am here to inform you of something, that is, to be my slave."

I will let you cultivate to the level of mine.”

The boy riding a black cow bit the word "I" very heavily.

"The way of migrating life notifies me to kill you, but as long as you become my slave, you will not have to be chased. How about it?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised with the woman holding a spear. The boy riding a black cow was a little powerful, but he actually resisted the way of life and death so openly.

This is simply provoking the way of destruction and birth.

"Mishengdao wants to kill you, as long as you promise to be my slave, even if the Heavenly King is not able to touch you."

Zhuo Buqun looked at the middle-aged man's reaction with the woman holding a spear, and it didn't seem to be pretending.

Could it be that this boy riding a black cow doesn’t want to have any entanglements with the Dao of Destruction and Birth?

Originally, Zhuo Buqun thought that this boy riding a black cow should be a fighting god who had already followed the destiny of the Dao of Destruction and Birth, but it seems that this is not right.

How arrogant Zhuo Buqun is, even if he is the mastermind behind the path of Destruction and Destruction today, he is not afraid at all.

Does this boy riding a black cow think he is afraid of death?

Just kidding, he was able to become Zhuo Buqun in his previous life, but he was not able to become casually.

He stood in the realm of fighting gods by stepping on the corpses of countless people.

If he was frightened by this boy riding a black cow, he wouldn't have to live.

"If, I said no?"

The boy riding the black cow was not angry, and he still had a smile on his face.

"You can't not, unless you choose to embrace death."

"Just kidding, do you think you'll be sure to eat me?"

The boy riding the black cow nodded.

"Then I, I want to be your slave.

However, I have a condition."

“What conditions?”

"This condition is to kill the man next to you and the woman on the other side."

"..." Wushuangji Sheng didn't want to complain about Zhuo Buqun anymore.

Even Fengtian Fighting God knew that this was a divisive plan.

How could someone be so stupid that he agreed?

But in the end, the boy riding the black cow said, "Isn't this simple yet?

I agree that as long as I kill these two fighting gods, you will become my slave, right?"

Damn! Ruthless! This boy riding a black cow is even more powerful than some of the big brothers in the Dao of Die Sheng.

In front of the two peerless fighting gods, I wanted to kill them.

I don’t know where this boy riding a black cow got the confidence.

The middle-aged man and the woman holding a spear thought the boy riding a black cow was joking.

How is this possible?

The next moment, the middle-aged man and the woman holding a spear changed drastically.

The boy riding a black cow touched his head and smiled.

In an instant, the spiritual energy surged between heaven and earth.

On him, the pressure of the Fighting God had almost condensed into a terror of substance.

I saw the boy riding a black cow pulling out his hands, as if the sun, moon and universe were among them, and countless lights were emitted.

Two streams of light hit the middle-aged man and the woman holding a spear.

None of them expected that this boy riding a black cow would really take action like them.

How is this possible?

Zhuo Buqun widened his eyes, and he said casually.

Also shocked were Wushuangji Sheng and Fengtian Fighting God.

The two of them were also confused. What is this?

If you don’t talk about martial ethics, you will kill your own people if you become cruel?

"Old Wu Zi, how dare you!"
Chapter completed!