The scenes outside the Zhuxian Dynasty shocked everyone.

There are more than twenty myths there, but these are strong people from the upper realm who use elixirs to force themselves to break through the mythology field. After joining forces, they still have tactical calculations, but they still cannot hold on to the same unit.

The Lord God didn't even move his fingers from beginning to end. He just fell down, causing the mythical powerful men to break their bones and tendons, their bodies to break, and they suffered severe damage.

The strong men in the headquarters of Qiwen Tower and the Starry Sky Ancient Road have witnessed him killing the dark messenger at the peak of the second level of mythology, and also know that he had singlely killed the dark powerful men in the first level of the nine mythology.

They all knew that he was very strong, but the methods shown by Jun Shen today once again refreshed their cognitive limit.

In the attic in a certain area of ​​the city, Shengzi Teng and Uncle Ran sat in front of the window and looked outside quietly.

They witnessed the whole process.

Bang!

The wine glass in the hand of the Holy Son Teng instantly shattered, his eyes slowly narrowed, and wisps of cold light burst out from the cracks of his eyes, and a ridge bulged out of his jade-like face.

"How could there be such a person in the lower world!"

His voice was cold and he felt a deep sense of jealousy.

Yes, he was jealous and felt very unbalanced.

He is the holy son of the demon clan, born with a golden key in his hand, and is completely different from the people in this lower world.

His bloodline is the bloodline of the ancient Tengser Snake, which is an extremely powerful ancient blood. He has cultivated to the peak of the small heavenly throne of the Holy King Realm, but he is only at the first level of the mythology field.

With his physical strength, he can only show such power.

He is at the realm of the Holy King, and the bloodline of the ancient demon!

That Jun Wuxie is only under the holy realm, and he is also a human race!

"I underestimated him..."

Uncle Ran looked cold, but there was a look of shock in his eyes.

He seemed to feel the emotions of the Holy Son, looked at him slightly, and said, "Son, you should have a rock-like state of mind. That Jun Wuxie is very strong, but this is also attributed to the changes in the lower realm universe over the years.

The prosperity of this world has passed, and the end of the world has arrived. The prosperity of our upper world has just begun, and all kinds of peerless treasures will be born one by one. At that time, as long as the Holy Son seizes the opportunity, the strength of talent growth will definitely make rapid progress and far away

Leave it behind."

"Uncle Ran said, how could I be confused about a person from the lower realm? The barbarians are not worthy of disturbing my heart."

...

At the same time, in the air in front of Zongwang Mountain, Ling Qingyu and the elegant beautiful woman were looking at the battlefield in the distance.

"I only know that he is a myth, but I don't know that he has become so powerful..."

Ling Qingyu was shocked. This place is the lower world.

That bad embryo can cultivate to such an extent in a place like the lower realm, crushing the same realm and field, and severely hurting dozens of people with mythical combat power in every move. This is really incredible.

If there are mythical young geniuses in the upper realm to achieve this level, it would be reasonable, but this is the lower realm universe with extremely backward cultivation civilization...

"Although he is offensive to your words and deeds, he has to admit that he is indeed an amazing little guy."

The elegant and beautiful woman couldn't help but exclaim that she was indeed shocked by the young man's practical ability.

When you first enter the mythology realm, you can crush opponents in the same realm and field so much. Such characters are rare in the upper world.

At least, this is the case now, and there may be differences in the future. After all, the prosperous era begins, and all kinds of amazing talents will inevitably emerge. This is a law that has not changed since ancient times.

"Aunt Jing, you see that he is so talented. If he is besieged by envoys from various forces, what if you come forward to help him? Isn't it a pity for such a potential person to die? Let him join our demon clan, and the future will be

It can strengthen the strength of my demon clan."

"Qingyu, what are you thinking?" The elegant and beautiful woman shook her head gently and said, "He seems to have good potential now, but how much success can be achieved in the future is not a certainty. How can we offend so much because of him?

The big force, do you know what consequences will do to our demon clan?”

"Aunt Jing..."

"Don't mention this matter again!" The elegant and beautiful woman refused, her tone was undiscussed: "Don't talk about Aunt Jing, even your father dared not make decisions about such a thing, just because the consequences are too serious!"

Ling Qingyu was silent.

How could she not know the consequences?

It was just that she had to watch the bad embryo die in the siege, and she couldn't accept it...

"Qingyu..." The elegant and beautiful woman sighed, with a hint of heartache in her eyes, "You are the saint of the demon clan, and your feelings must not be willful or independent. This may be the price of being a saint. The prosperous age is coming.

, My demon clan will also face many tests. The two veins should cooperate with the development of the whole clan with a more harmonious relationship, and you and the Holy Son are the links that promote harmony between the two veins..."

"Aunt Jing..." Ling Qingyu's delicate body trembled and she looked at her with incredible eyes, "What did you say? Is this your idea or what your father meant?"

The elegant and beautiful woman felt very sorry for her. She could not face Ling Qingyu's gaze and turned slightly and said, "It's the meaning of the veteran group. They agreed that only in this way can the two veins be harmonious. She once mentioned it to your father and was rejected by your father.

I. Aunt Jing and your father hope that your relationship can be decided by themselves, but in the demon clan and as a saint, some things are involuntary and some responsibilities are always fulfilled..."

"Responsibility?" Ling Qingyu's eyes became particularly cold, and she regained her cold and quiet temperament, and said coldly: "I can work hard to become stronger for the sake of the demon clan, but aren't they used as bargaining chips? Do I think I, Ling Qingyu, a doll?

?I will never agree to this matter. I want to see what the veteran group can do to me and kill me?"

The elegant and beautiful woman did not respond, but just sighed quietly.

No one can change the matter that the veteran group decided unanimously. How many years can Qingyu's father delay her?

That day will come eventually, and it is impossible to escape, maybe it is fate.

She often annoyed herself why she was only at the level of the Holy Emperor, if she became a saint ancestor, she could compete with her brother-in-law, who was the demon lord, and they would have to reconsider the decision.

But if you want to break through to the realm of the Holy Ancestor, it is almost impossible to achieve within a few years. Even with her talent, you will not see hope...

Boom!

In the distant battlefield, the battle there broke out again.

More than 20 mythical powerhouses from the Tianjing Holy Sect and the Soul Hunting Temple launched a fierce attack on Jun Wuxie.

The river of time rushes there, and the waves are rolling up, and there are countless pictures of the world of the world, and the three thousand wonderful and gorgeous, but when the prosperity falls, it is endless desolation.

All kinds of secret techniques collapsed in the rushing river, and Hunyuan true qi and black energy continued to collapse.

More than twenty figures were shaken away and fell to all directions, and suffered heavy damage again.

Those people could hardly see the intact, covered with cracks, their bones were exposed, their sternum collapsed, and their large mouthfuls of blood foam surged out of their mouths, all of them shaking their bodies, their eyes showing fear and reluctance.

"I can't kill you today. In the future, a stronger person will come down to the realm to take your life and slaughter your dynasty!"

The messenger of the Tianjing Holy Sect let out a loud roar.

They are both afraid and unwilling to give up and feel humiliated.

The man from the upper realm, who was extremely backward in this wilderness universe, had overturned his ship after taking the [Divine Forbidden Pill] and was defeated by the young man in the lower realm. This is a great humiliation, even if he dies, he will not be able to take it.

Sad shame!

"Don't worry about fellow Taoists from Tianjing Holy Sect. Why do you need to do this next day? Today, you will make him die without a place to bury him!"

A thick sound came from the starry sky with unparalleled confidence.

At the same time, lights penetrated the atmosphere like meteor showers, coming to the battlefield, forming an airflow shock wave covering thousands of miles.

When people from the Zhuxian Dynasty saw this scene, their hearts suddenly sank.

Those who call the messengers of the Holy Sect of Heaven and Jing as fellow Taoists must also be messengers from the upper realm.

There are too many people in their numbers, and at first glance, there are more than a thousand people!

Their landing position was very accurate, just around the four sides of the area where the Lord God was located, blocking the area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, forming a siege.

"He's dead."

In front of the window of the attic in the city, the corner of the Holy Son's mouth raised slightly, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"If they all took the [Divine Forbidden Pill], no one who had just entered the mythology realm could survive in this situation." Uncle Ran poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and said slowly: "Don't talk about the new entry into the mythology realm,

Even in the middle and late stages of the mythology field, it is difficult to survive.”

"The barbarians in the lower world are ultimately grass. No matter how amazing it is, if they don't know the current affairs, it will be in vain. Offending so many forces in the upper world, becoming rats crossing the street, everyone is destined to die."

Shengzi Teng is in a very beautiful mood now. He really wants to see the scene of that boy being killed, and he is also looking forward to Ling Qingyu seeing that boy being killed with his own eyes. It must be very wonderful.

In the sky in front of the King of Zong Mountain, Ling Qingyu tightened her slender hands. Beside her, the elegant and beautiful woman grabbed her arm tightly, with a hint of regret on her face.

The amazing little guy is about to die, and no one can change the ending.

Not to mention all of those more than a thousand people, most of them have [Divine Forbidden Pill] on them. Once taken, it is equivalent to a thousand people who have the power to enter the mythology field.

Not to mention the world, the heavens and the worlds, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that there will be no one who can fight against thousands of powerful people in the same realm and field when they first enter the mythology realm.

There is no need to think about this. There is no miracle or any suspense. Even if you don’t dare to fantasize like that when you dream.

She knew that Qingyu would be sad about the death of that little guy, but no one could change such a result.

"Qingyu, you'd better not watch it."

It would be a bit cruel to try to pull her away and let her witness such a scene with her own eyes.

But she pulled it several times but didn't pull it.
To be continued...