"You...Young Master, please respect yourself..." The Peacock Saint almost fainted. She had seen countless suitors who covet her beauty. Some were like gummy, some were full of love for her, hidden in her heart, and some held admiring eyes to her, watching from afar... But she had never seen such a straightforward, shameless, almost gangster-like thug-like pursuit language. This was not about pursuing her as a beauty, but about treating her as a green, a building, a prostitute, or a girl, which made her almost angry...

"Why, don't you? I Zhetian allows you to be my dual-cultural partner, which is enough to give you a saint's face. Are you still not satisfied? Believe it or not, I will do it on the spot? Humhehe..." When Mr. Zhetian saw the Peacock Saint's face full of displeasure, he snorted heavily, and the terrifying mental pressure seemed like a rolling dark cloud, pressing down...

"Peng!...Pengpeng..." The hundreds of demon cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance were instantly crushed by the terrifying pressure and burst into blood mist. The blood sprayed out sprayed the Peacock Saint. The white dress that symbolized holy was covered with spots of blood...

"You... dare to kill the people from my demon clan?..." The Peacock Saint was furious, but she was really no match for this person. Moreover, the entire Mianshi City, in the sky and underground, was blocked by him so tightly that a fly could not fly out. She was only the power of a level nine holy fetus, and she was not the opponent of the young master Zhetian like a murderer? She could only show off the golden sign of the demon clan!

"Demon Clan? Do you think my Yin-Yang Wanshou Sect will be afraid of your Demon Clan?" Mr. Zhetian sneered, "The era of the Demon Clan has long been dead, and the glory of the Demon Clan has long been gone! Come on, beauty, come to my dragon throne obediently, take off my clothes, let me enjoy it. If you serve me well, I will not kill any of the Ten Thousand Demon Clans. Otherwise, you will not be able to survive. And you still can't escape my Five Finger Mountain. However, I usually don't like to be bully to the top of the lords until they are absolutely necessary. If you are obedient, hello, I will also be happy! If you are disobedient, hehehe. Then I will be the only one who is happy..."

"You...you, you..." Princess Peacock was so angry that she was cold. This young master of the Heavenly Heaven was obviously planning to attack her. For a long time, she relied on the princess of the demon clan. No matter where she went, she was surrounded by countless young talents, complimenting and pursuing... How could she encounter such a terrible scene...

In the Hunshi Star Domain, the Wan Yao Alliance does have the background of the demon clan's powerful powers, but those demon clan's powerful powers were devoted to seclusion and did not kneel in front of the cave to ask for help. They would not easily learn about what happened outside the cave. As the saying goes, distant water cannot quench near thirst...

"Hmph, is this the so-called Panlong Palace Master of Yin and Yang Wanshou Sect? It's evil to force demons and bullies than gangsters. What kind of thing is it, and you dare to be the king and dominate?" Suddenly, a long roar full of energy came from a distance.

"Who is it? Get out of here!" When Mr. Zhetian heard this, he jumped up like a toad. In this Yin-Yang Star Realm, who dared to condemn him like this? Insult him? From his birth to now, who is not timid towards him, like a slave or a lackey, who dares to scold him like this?

"Swoosh!"... Master Zhetian's sharp eyes suddenly broke his eyes and shot towards the direction of the source of the sound. He could only hear a shocking explosion from thousands of miles away. A big mountain was penetrated by his terrifying pupil magic skill at one glance, and countless gravels collapsed in the sky...

"Aren't you just here to find me? I killed all of your Panlong Palace Zuo Hua Sheng and others, and I am waiting for you too. Come on!" In the rocks and clouds, the sound of a slowness and indifferent voice was heard again. Obviously, the sighting of Mr. Zhetian did not hit him...

"Xuan...Guo Lie..." Princess Peacock heard who it was, and almost called out Xuanyuan Peng's name in disbelief. She suddenly remembered the pseudonym of the word "Guo Lie" that he had reported in public, and quickly corrected it...

"Xuan Guo Lie... Who is he? Say, otherwise I will bomb you on the spot..." Mr. Zhetian roared like a wolf and a tiger. This man was very brave. He killed Zuo Huasheng and others in Panlong Palace. He was still waiting for him on the Hunshixing with shameless words. He wanted to see where the arrogant people came out...

"Young Master Zhetian, the one who just spoke was named Guo Lie, a scholar from black robe. He is just a wandering cultivator who wandered around the world. Please don't make things too difficult for him..." Princess Peacock was secretly grateful to Xuanyuan Peng who spoke in time to help her rescue her, otherwise she would really face an inevitable humiliation!

"Young Master, do you remind me?" Mr. Zhetian flew his eyebrows and said softly: "Guo Lie, come on your life!" With a sneer, a space wormhole tore apart the sky above his head, and the dragon throne jumped in with a silence...

"Peng!" In the blink of an eye, Young Master Zhetian jumped out from the sky above a mountain and river thousands of miles away. His eyes saw a young man in black robe standing on a precious light, floating thousands of meters away in front of him!

"Are you Guo Lie?" Young Master Zhetian said that his enemies were extremely jealous when they met. With a roar, his eyes suddenly shone brightly...

"Clang!" Xuanyuan Peng had already used the cracked skeleton staff to block his chest. The gaze slashed hard on the body of the staff, and sparks burst out from a tent. He seemed to be furious with a divine thunder, and his whole body was shocked. With a puff, he spewed out a mouthful of blood...

"What a powerful eye magic skill!" Xuanyuan Peng's heart was shocked. Mr. Zhetian, the second-level powerful man, was indeed extraordinary. He actually beat him to the point of bleeding with just one gaze...

"Can you actually block my 'Shanshan Pupil Technique'?" Mr. Zhetian was even more surprised than him. As soon as he appeared, he quickly swept Xuanyuan Peng with his spiritual sense, and judged that the breath that was flowing over his body was just a level ten holy fetus that was born in the secret realm. Unexpectedly, he actually had a top-grade Taoist weapon, which had the power to resist the attack of his mountain Pupil Technique...

"Very good, you are someone worthy of my killing!" Young Master Zhetian stood up from the dragon throne, and a roaring sound of dragon roaring, shocking the world, and colorful dragon shadows one by one condensed from the void behind his spine. Ten...seventeen...seventeen dragon shadows of the entire 10,000 dragons, roaring, shaking the earth!

"No, this young master Zhetian is actually carrying the power of the seventeen dragons. Even if I give my all my strength, I am not his opponent!" Xuanyuan Peng's first reaction was that he was shocked. He was the power of the five dragons, and the five powerful powers who converted were superimposed. In theory, the total skill was not lower than that of the young master Zhetian. However, if the loss was superimposed, the account was not calculated like this. After all, the five powerful powers are different from his martial arts practice. The skills that he lost to him were not all transformed by him, and often lost a huge part...

What's more, his body with holy fetal cultivation greatly limits the limit of accepting the power of Tongtian power. If he loses too much, his meridians will be completely burst.

In general, if he accepts the five powerful powers and millions of Shura, including Jin Chan and others, and with his own power, he can burst out the power of the ten dragons. If he dies, he will be able to cut out the power of the twelve dragons. If he is able to reach the limit, he will be able to reach even if he is able to gather the power of the twelve dragons. If he is accumulating and chopping it out, he will be suffocated alive before he can chop it out...

Infusing skills, one-on-one loss is the best. If you lose more to one, the disadvantages outweigh the benefits. It can only be said that Xuanyuan Peng has five great sources of energy to continuously lose. Relying on their strong dragon power, the ten dragons can gather the peak power, support them in battle for longer, and fight for longer...

However, the power of Zhu Tian, ​​who had hit a seventeen dragon power today, was pale in comparison. Zhu Tian, ​​the power of Zhu Tian, ​​was cultivated by himself. It was more powerful and fierce than the power of his five great powers and millions of Shura. It was more powerful and arduous than his concentrating the power of five powerful people and millions of Shura! Under his command, the subjugated slave Zui Sheng, although he had just broken through the secret realm of Immortality, only the power of the twelve dragons, and it was not a match for Zhu Tian. If you really want to face it, you would be defeated in one move. And Zhu Sheng’s super powerful dragon power and the limitation of Xuanyuan Peng’s physical cultivation cannot accept too much power of Zhu Sheng. In combination, it does not have an advantage at all...

"Let's go!..." Xuanyuan Peng turned his head and left when he saw that the situation was not good...

"I want to leave? Let's see where you are running?" Mr. Zhetian sneered. His right palm suddenly raised and suddenly turned into thousands of green vine beards. With a puff, it seemed like a rainstorm of vines, covering the sky and the earth, shooting tens of thousands of meters, and trapped Xuanyuan Peng in the vine clusters...

"The vine hand covering the sky!" Zui Sheng exclaimed in Xiaoling Mountain...

"Open it for me! Open it! Open!" Xuanyuan Peng's palm covered the Xiaoling Mountain, condensed the power of the ten dragons, and slashed wildly in all directions, breaking, cracking, and exploding countless vines... Although there are many vines, their power is not concentrated. He is still more than enough to break ten thousand vines with one force...

"Check my palm!" Mr. Zhetian rubbed his hands, and he flew over Xuanyuan Peng's head with his chair. He shouted, and his palm seemed like a towering mountain, roaring through the air!

"Ahhh..." Xuanyuan Peng frantically improved his strength. Five powerful people including the Zui Sheng led millions of Shura to lose. With the power of the twelve dragons, his palms suddenly dyed a green and blue, and he fought fiercely!

"The magical power of all poisons and devouring the sky!" He wanted to use this poison skill to make up for the shortcomings of insufficient magic power. He wanted to use this poison skill to pose a threat to Master Zhetian!

"Peng!" Two palm shadows broke through the air, and the rolling dragon power and fishy and disgusting aura ejaculated all over the sky...

"Puff...puff puff..." Xuanyuan Peng shook his whole body and bleeded blood. How could his twelve dragons have an opponent of the twelve dragons? This palm hit him, and countless cracks burst out of his body, and thousands of blood arrows were spraying wildly, but the indestructible magic power he was operating quickly flowing, rapidly repairing the terrifying wounds...

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