The Evil God Emperor is In the City: Chapter 180 Contemporary 1 Left Chaofeng

The Zhengyi Dharma has been passed down for thousands of years, and several generations of Celestial Masters are the national teachers of Kuangfu Dynasty.

At the foot of Qianzhang Peak, in front of the Dragon Tiger Dojo, the ancient emperor still gave three points of respect.

Who is so provocative here?

More than a thousand eyes pointed at the figure in the air, and it was quite unexpected to see that it was Xiao Huan, a rising star who inherited the White Emperor Sword from the Seven Swordsmen in Shu, and he was too daring.

"Xiao Huan, get back!" The calm Qijianmen Sect Master scolded sharply.

Xiao Huan's figure, however, did not stop at all, and flew straight to the sky above the third gate of heaven, standing under the falling Purple Qi Waterfall, with her hair fluttering and laughing loudly.

"I'll go, it seems that I'm not arrogant enough to confront Pei Xuanji and Wang Mengfu in person. Pei Xuanji, I _fuck_ your uncle."

At this time, Ge Mu scolded a lot, which made people laugh and cry. Pei Xuanji himself felt helpless and was shot while lying down. What the **** is going on! But Pei Xuanji didn't have an attack, he felt something abnormal.

The same is true for Ge Mu. Just imagine that the rising star of Qijianmen is definitely not an idiot. How could he be so reckless? Do something so incredible?

In addition, Ge Mu's arrogance is much higher than Xiao Huan's, and he can reach the extreme when shrinking the ground into an inch. He is only eighty feet in one step. Even if Xiao Huan uses a magic weapon, he can't be three hundred feet in an instant. There is definitely a problem.

"This stuff..."

"This is not Xiao Huan himself!" Fang Ying felt a little uneasy.

Ge Mu guarded her and Zhao Yiqing behind him and observed them with the technique of the gods.

He saw that Xiao Huan's eyebrows had a black mark like a vertical eyebrow. This mark was connected to the meridians all over his body, and a dark and heavy black gas flowed, covering the red light of his own divine essence.

Sending Spirit—

Ge Mu's heart froze for a while, Jiling is a technique to control others with his own spiritual thoughts, and to separate a spiritual thought to control others, the realm must be at least the Yuanying period, and the contemporary cultivators born in the Yuanying period are only There is only one person in the left dynasty, Feng Laoguai.

"Is it him?"

Fang Ying, who had felt the terrifying aura of Zuo Chao Feng before at the Seven Devils Gate, nodded, trembling a little, and unconsciously grasped Ge Mu's arm.

Not only the two of them, but Zhuang Shangren and the elders of the Zhengyi method have already felt that Xiao Huan at this time is just a puppet, and behind it is the most powerful old monster of the evil way, Zuo Chaofeng, who is unparalleled in the world of cultivating with scheming and strength.

Zhuang Shangren stood up slowly: "Old monster Zuo, is it going to cause trouble in my dharma with just one spiritual thought? It's too contemptuous of people."

"Hahaha, the boy surnamed Zhuang, the 60-year-old man seems to have seen you before. From your gloomy and white face, you know that you are a character. Sure enough, you have reached this position after 60 years. It's a pity that you have all your scheming, but your aptitude is not. It's too low, it's useless to get this position, and it will be difficult for this old man to stand up to you for a thousand years!"

"Since ancient times, evil has not suppressed good."

Zuo Chaofeng’s Ling Nian took advantage of Xiao Huan’s body to laugh loudly: “Does the evil suppress the righteous? The old man asks, all the high-sounding sect masters and patriarchs present, who has the strength to fight against the old man?

The old man is standing on the top of the clouds, and who can make the old man fall to the sky?

There is only one old man, only one spiritual thought, who would dare to be equal to the old man? There are eight sects and thirteen sects of the right way, and there are more than ten thousand monks. Who would dare to set foot in the gate of the old man's seven evil ghosts? "

The voice echoed in the Dragon Tiger Dojo, but there was no answer for the sect master.

This is the domineering arrogance of Zuo Chaofeng. Although he is a peerless devil who everyone can kill in Xuanmen Zhengdao, he is really standing in front of him. Even if it is just a spiritual thought, most of the people who think they are righteous. People dare not act rashly.

only.

There are also dissatisfied!

When the crowd was silent, Miss Han Xiao suddenly puffed out her chest and shouted as much as she could, "The old monster from the left side of Qisha Gate, my aunt is a late practitioner, if she was the same age as you, she would definitely dare to go to Qisha Ghost Gate and kick it over. Your doghouse! Humph, auntie dare not lower her eyebrows now!"

In addition, there is a dead **** named Fan Jiuyou in your sect who was killed by my aunt, and I also have a share in killing Feynman's witch. "

"You little girl is very good, much stronger than these mysterious leaders."

Zuo Chaofeng actually praised Han Xiao unexpectedly. With this honor, it is estimated that Miss Han will be able to go back and play for a lifetime. To be honest, she is still going to have a fight with the old monster Zuo Chaofeng. She thought that it would be worth it even if she died, but unfortunately She was held down by the elders of Zhenwu Daozong who brought her to watch the ceremony.

After all, this is the true one, and it is not enough for the real martial arts sect to take over.

And the white-faced Zhuang Shangren was still a bit daring, and said loudly: "Old monster Zuo, what are you going to do when you come to Zhengyi Famen?"

doing what! ?

Zuo Chaofeng stretched out his hand and held it in the air, and the sky and the earth changed color suddenly.

The long black cloud shrouded Qianzhang Peak in an instant, and the day was like night, and red thunder light burst out from the clouds, dyeing the Dragon Tiger Dojo into the color of blood.

"The old man is here, not to kill you idiots, but to cut off the days of luck in the cultivating world of the Southern Kingdom, you, understand?"

"Don't think about—"

"If the old man came here in real form, UU reading www.uukanshu.com would be a bit bullying the younger generation, only one spiritual thought would not be bullying you, come on! Let the old man see what the righteous path of this mysterious door is after fifty years. What an improvement."

Zuo Chaofeng pressed down with one hand, like a boundless sky that collapsed with rumble, forcing Zhuang Shangren, Zhang Nanxiang, and Zhao Xiaoyuan who came to help from the bamboo forest, three Jindan realms; the other hand drew horizontally into an arc, sending out a thousand zhang qi, such as Pushed flat like a tidal wave, the purple qi falling from the top of the peak was cut off from the center.

It's just a trick, and it's too late for others to stop it.

He cut off the purple qi, which symbolized the luck of the monastic world in the southern kingdom, and it seemed to be supreme, but this would affect all cultivators in the cultivating world of the southern kingdom. Talent withered, green and yellow are not accepted!

In a hundred years or more, such talents as Qilin'er Bai Leng, Tianjiao Zhu Xixue, Kendo and Di Xiao Huan and Song Xu will not be produced again.

The older generation of cultivators will also speed up their fall.

The consequences could be disastrous…

And Zhuang Shangren, Zhang Nanxiang, and Zhao Xiaoyuan joined forces to resist Zuo Chaofeng's hand!

The four strands of spiritual energy collided violently, and a strong explosion erupted. The turbulent wind rolled into four directions, forming a tornado higher than the Qianzhang Peak. More than a hundred disciples of Zhengyi at the front of the Longhu Dojo were involved in it. It was smashed into blood in between.

Qianzhang Peak swayed, but all the falling rocks were suspended in the air.

The ground of the Dragon Tiger Dojo was violently cracked like spider webs, the ground was like waves, and the sharp gravel several feet high were bumped out, like bamboo shoots.

The aftermath of the destructive spiritual power is still spreading around with Qianzhang Peak as the center.

run!

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