Boom, rumble!

The sky and the earth were rumbling, as if hundreds of millions of iron cavalry were rushing, shaking the mountains and rivers of the Great Chu.

The vast army of prehistoric times arrived, and from the starry sky, they attacked under the Nanchu city walls, like a black carpet, covering the earth, like a cloud covering the sky, and standing on the sky.

This scene is of great historical significance.

The heavens and the prehistoric tribes finally confronted each other. One city was filled with the battle flags of the heavens; the other outside the city was filled with the battle flags of the prehistoric battle flags, and they were destined to fight to the death.

"If you come to the heavenly tribulation at this moment, it will be very lively." Looking at the vast prehistoric people outside the city, this idea suddenly emerged from the minds of the monks in the heavens.

The joke is that in those days, there were heavens in the prehistoric world. Now the entire prehistoric world is here, and all the people are attracted to the eyes. If there is a heavenly disaster, it will not only be lively, but it will definitely destroy the world.

"The ants in the heavens still have to fight unnecessary?"

In the vast army of prehistoric times, the corners of the Taotie clan emperor raised his mouth slightly and looked at Nan Chu with a smile. He lay leisurely on the seat, and was playing with the ring of Thumb Mountain.

Like him, the emperors of the prehistoric clans were similar, with noble identities, and they all had their own jade chariots. They were laughing and the grimness and tyranny in their eyes could not be concealed.

Looking away, the clans followed by clans, all in neat square formations. The prehistoric tribes in front were lined up in a row, without exception, all of them were inherited by the Emperor's Dao. As for the prehistoric tribes who had never had an emperor, they had to stand back. Such a big scene would allow the grand clan to support the scene.

"Who are you? Isn't this a turtle shrank?" Someone spoke on the Nanchu city wall. Nai Tian Lao stroked his white beard and didn't open his eyes to look at the prehistoric world. His eyes were slanted. This look gave a good explanation: I don't like you.

"There are still differences between turtles and Xuanwu. These are two varieties." Xuanwu Emperor said meaningfully, "I hope you all fellow Taoists will show mercy and don't mess it up."

"If you can't mess around, everyone outside will shrank their heads and turtles." The Holy Ape Emperor breathed a sigh of relief at the iron rod in his hand, and wiped it with his sleeve before polishing it. He wanted to see blood later, and he would try to stick one at a time and never hit the second stick at the same animal.

The quasi-emperors of the heavens are happy, but they are so happy that they are big and laugh without saying a word. Looking at them with interest is like looking at a group of clowns jumping.

Their eyes were even more playful and tragic. The reason why they did not attack was that they enjoyed this feeling. In their opinion, no matter how many heavens jumped around, they could still be unable to escape a death disaster. The despairing expressions of the heavens would be the greatest pleasure of his prehistoric clan.

This will be a tacit understanding, a unique tacit understanding between the heavens and the prehistoric world.

What this tacit understanding creates is the tranquility before the storm, which is extremely depressing and the space is solidified. The monks with weaker foundations have difficulty breathing.

"But who wants to have fun? If not, I can order an attack." The Emperor of Qiongqi clan said leisurely, and said, he glanced at the other prehistoric clans.

Not to mention, this remark was really just a step forward.

It was a real peak quasi-emperor, and it was not an ordinary peak quasi-emperor. It belonged to even the most powerful level. It seemed old, but its bloodline was extremely terrifying. It seemed to be there and there was a strange phenomenon around its body. In the strange phenomenon, there was a picture of the scorching sun and the stars collapsed. It was the explanation of his Tao, and it was the way of destruction.

"It's a bit good." When the Nine Emperors saw it, they said this.

The quasi-emperors of the prehistoric clan are all at the level of ashes. Whether they are bloodline or origin, they all crush later generations. They are even more terrifying, and they are not short of the most powerful quasi-emperors.

"It seems that I'm going to find someone to fight alone!" Kui Niu Emperor sneered and had already taken out his battle axe. If the opponent challenged him, he would not mind going out of the city to fight. Even if he knew that he could not fight Kuiba, he would definitely fight, just because he was the inheritance of the Emperor's Dao and could not insult his predecessors.

"When the two armies face off, they have to pick a few leaders to practice."

"If you really want to fight one-on-one, you will be happy and you can get more time." The Holy Lord pursed his hair and did anything, but he was not afraid of one-on-one challenge. If he fought alone, he had never been afraid of anyone in this era. Naturally, the monsters like the female holy body are different.

"Following the situation of the prehistoric world, we are going to waste our lives every one of them!"

"The prehistoric tribes are all crazy, and there is only this little fun left." Chiyangzi shrugged, "We are not afraid of fighting alone, we are afraid that we will all come over. Our lineup really can't stop it."

"Everyone is more concerned. No matter who that guy wants to challenge, try to delay time."

All the heavens agreed with this sentence. What they lacked is time. Even if it was a quasi-emperor of one or two incense sticks, it would be possible that Ye Chen would be awarded the title of quasi-emperor. Since he was so particular about the great clan of the prehistoric world, he had to find someone to practice. Then, he would not be able to compete for one second.

Compared with the heavens, the expressions of the prehistoric people are particularly comfortable.

No hurry, they are really not anxious. The Great Chu barrier has been broken, and the heavenly being surrounded by the southern Chu is already a turtle. It is a matter of time before they are destroyed. It is rare to come to the Heavenly Gate. It is enough to have fun. If you don’t find someone to practice, you will be worthy of the confrontation between the two armies.

In this scene, Emperor Dark was amused and beaten to the doorstep. He was only one order away. He even had such a single challenge. He was really not good at using his brain!

The Dihuang beside him can see more clearly.

The prehistoric world is not a bad brain. It is clearly arrogance. It has a perverted mentality of abuse. It is necessary to waste the peak powers of the heavens and kill each one in front of the heavens. It is what the prehistoric world wants to see.

Under the gaze of everyone's attention, Kuiba's quasi-emperor looked sideways and looked at a city wall.

Obviously, the person he was going to challenge was on that city wall. His eyes were very dry and silent, like the deep starry sky, and like a dead and silent abyss. There was the evolution of Taoism and the power of destruction, which made people dare not look directly at it. If you look at it for a second more, your mind might be swallowed.

"Looking at this side, it is obviously a fight with Lao Sun!" The Holy Ape Emperor let out a loud voice, and stepped out of the city wall with a black gold iron stick, revealing his domineering aura.

However, before he could scream, someone felt that he was holding him.

The next moment, the Holy Ape Emperor who had just stepped out of the city wall was thrown back to the city wall at will.

The one who takes action is Wutian Sword Master Mo Qin.

That's right, he also came out of the city wall, but it was one second later than the Holy Ape Emperor. Otherwise, it was the Sword Lord, and throwing the Holy Ape Emperor of a clan was like throwing a stone. He was both the peak quasi-emperor. He didn't know how many of the Holy Ape Emperor was stronger than the Holy Ape Emperor. The two of them were not at the same level at all.

This time, it was not because he was pretending to be a quasi-emperor of Kuiba, and he was the one who really wanted to challenge him.

This is what we have to talk about the Starry Sky. Before coming to Da Chu, he saved Ye Chen in the Starry Sky, and by the way, he also destroyed a peak quasi-emperor-level Kuiba. The Kuiba and the outside of the city were obviously in the same clan. At first glance, they still looked a little similar.

This is the case. It is indeed him who has to challenge Kuiba outside the city. Kuiba, who was killed before, was his nephew of his lineage. The reason why he knew it was destroyed by Jian Zun was because he used his great power to deduce the scene of that day.

This time, he was to take revenge, and to kill the sword master in front of the heavens and the prehistoric world. Not only did he get grudges, but he also wanted to add a strong touch to his achievements.

The most embarrassing thing is the Holy Ape Emperor. He rushed out without even figuring it out.

It's so good now. I didn't pretend to be fine and I broke it on the spot. I really don't have any face.

"Dad, are you embarrassed?" The little monkey emperor poked the Holy monkey emperor.

"Get out." The Holy Ape Emperor was furious and slapped him.

No one was amused by the father and father. Everyone's eyes were still outside the city.

The sword master looked indifferent, walked on the sky, and walked one Taoist in one step, without any breath of a cultivator, and was truly a mortal, but both sides knew that he had reached the realm of returning to the simplicity and the Taoist in one's mind. All such people were ruthless people.

"Fatty, do you know who he is?" Xie Yun pulled the corner of Xiong Er's clothes.

"He should be an individual." Xiong Er tiptoed and said earnestly.

"Your sister."

"That's the person from the era of Wutian Sword Master, the Immortal Emperor." Zhou Ao spoke suddenly.

The words made many juniors look at each other and look at Zhou Ao together.

"Everyone ago, the heavenly demons invaded, and the entire army of war was wiped out. The sword master was the only survivor of that lineage. He practiced swordsmanship and was definitely not weak in the sword gods of the heavens." Zhou Ao said slowly, "It is said that he is the junior brother of Xianyu, with his combat power of the same level, and is still above the fairyland. Like many great heroes, the reason why he failed to be the emperor was because he lacked the opportunity to become an emperor, but his reputation was the greatest in ancient and modern times. Three thousand years ago, the Qiongqi clan was in trouble in the East Wilderness, and he was killed by him and returned home in vain."

After a while, the young people swallowed their saliva, but they didn't know it, and they were shocked when they heard it.

At this moment, even many ignorant older generations couldn't help but stutter.

It is true that the four peak sword cultivators that still exist today are all ruthless people, and they are all related to the emperor. For example, the Sword God and the Sword Immortal, they are the disciples of the Emperor; like the Nine Sword Sanren, they almost destroyed the Nine Wilderness Emperor who had not become an emperor in the past; like the Sword Lord, they are the junior brother of the Immortal Emperor, with extraordinary backgrounds and equal combat power, which are all symbols of the same era.

Many people looked at one side and looked at the other three masters who gathered swordsmanship.

"Very strong." In the dark, these two words were revealed, and they were in unison. They were from the Sword God, the Sword Immortal and the Nine Sword Sanren, and they could be seen. There was a hint of fear in the eyes of the three of them.

That fear is a unique tacit understanding among the peak powerful people. They have no distinction between combat power and fear each other. They have created myths. The sword path has different paths, but the great way has come together.

"If Ye Chen is here, I wonder if he will curse me." Old Tian pinched his beard.

"Why?" The younger generations looked at each other again.

"The sword master was the one who sold Ye Chen's paintings everywhere back then. Well, to be more precise, the sword master in response to the disaster." Mr. Di took over the conversation and laughed happily.

"This..." Not only the younger generations, but also the older generations, also pulled the corners of their mouths.

The scrolls of the Tenth Emperor of Great Chu are all treasured versions. Everyone present has a copy. Who would have thought that the seller was the Wutian Sword Master, which is so fresh.

Many people pulled open the storage bags and glanced in. Well, Young Master Ye’s scroll was lying quietly. This had to be treasured because it was bought from Jian Zun, because there was a bitch named Ye Chen in these scrolls.

With so many people, Xiong Er's waist and back are the straightest.

The little fat man's face was full of pride. The Ye Chen scrolls sold by Jian Zun were all bought from him. If it were the collector's version, his scroll was the original version.

"I said, where is the person?" The person who had seen the storage bag went out of the city and no longer saw the Kuiba who challenged the sword master, and saw a blood mist floating in the void.

"It's destroyed." Gu Santong coughed dryly.

"Where are you playing?" Too many people lay on the city wall, staring straight with their eyes. That was Kuiba, with a strong bloodline. He was a peak quasi-emperor and a shining god. This was destroyed? The legendary Wutian Sword Master is so urinating!

Not only the heavens are confused, but the people in the prehistoric world are even more confused.

The younger generations didn't see clearly, but the older generations saw it really. The Sword Master only produced three swords, and Kuiba was destroyed. He had not had time to use the imperial Taoist immortal technique.

It’s also a blessing that Ye Chen is not here, otherwise he will be amused by that Zun Kuiba and wants to avenge your nephew and grandson. With your combat power, how can you be worse than your nephew? Whoever gives you the confidence is enough to fight the Holy Ape Emperor, but you just want to challenge him, you are also a talented person.

"This guy doesn't follow the routine!" Emperor Kui Niu grinned, bursts of urgency, "It's really not good to delay time and be so straightforward."

"Importantly, the junior brother of Emperor Xianyu doesn't like routines." Chiyangzi coughed dryly.

"I am embarrassed for the Kuiba tribe." Beilin sighed, "and he picked the tough guys when he came up."

Outside the city, it was not only the Kuiba tribe who was embarrassed, but the entire prehistoric world was awkward. Even the emperors of all tribes who were lying in the jade chariot were on the right hand, and they were defeated by the generals.

This is so strong, it’s a bit disgusting!

I went to see Wutian Sword Lord, standing gracefully, with a look that was still so indifferent. From beginning to end, there was no emotion fluctuation. From beginning to end, I never saw a sword in his hand.

His back was ancient and bleak. He destroyed a Kuiba Quasi Emperor and had no intention of returning. In other words, he had no intention of returning from the moment he left the city wall. Until he died in battle, he was not the inheritance of the imperial Tao, but had a connection with the emperor and would never be humiliated.

"Damn it." In the silence, a loud shout suddenly broke out, and someone from the prehistoric world came out of the formation, and he was also the peak quasi-emperor of the Kuiba clan. His purple-gold python robe was fierce, and his dazzling divine eyes were full of golden light. He could be said to be overwhelming. In terms of combat power, he was even more powerful than the previous Kuiba.

"Take your life." Kuiba quasi-emperor snorted coldly, and Ling Tian slashed the magic sword. The thousand-foot sword suddenly appeared. The sky was easily cut open by a knife.

Zheng!
To be continued...