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Gu Jingman's power and brutality obviously completely angered the old man Xuanyou. He was no longer so scrupulous. Although he did not kill Gu Jingman, his attacks were quite ruthless and he could injure Gu Jingman every time.

Gu Jingman's physique is somewhat special, and she can recover quickly no matter how serious the injury is, but if time goes by, she will definitely not be able to hold on, and she will definitely be caught by the old man Xuanyou.

Mo Wen naturally saw this. It was quite extraordinary for Gu Jingman to be able to do this.

"Let's take action." Mo Wen said with a solemn expression. He could no longer let Gu Jingman take risks.

When the King of Black Scales heard the words, he suddenly turned into a black light and flashed out from Wu Nian City. He had been holding it in for a long time. Zeng Jin had almost no opponents in the Ancient Land of Trials. After coming out of the Ancient Land of Trials, his cultivation level Breakthrough again, but did not meet any decent opponent.

The appearance of the old man Xuanyou completely ignited the fighting spirit of the Black Scale King, and the excitement of seeing Lie Xinxi couldn't help but grow in his heart. Although he knew that he was probably no match for the old man, he was full of fighting spirit and just wanted to have a hearty battle.

"Old man, take a punch from grandpa."

The King of Black Scales is domineering, his burly body is like a mountain, and his whole figure is like a volcano that has completely erupted. The battle with those Dou Zhuan realm monks before was just for fun. Only now can he unreservedly fight the pain. Fight happily, no matter you win or lose, just fight.

Deep down, the King of Black Scales is a militant. In ancient times, Mo Qilin was the most militant type of Qilin and often appeared on ancient battlefields.

The sudden appearance of Cheng Yaojin shocked old man Xuanyou, but he soon sneered.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." Old Man Xuanyou glanced at King Mo Lin. He had known before that there was a very powerful monk in the Qinggu Secret Realm, who could kill the monks who had transferred to the Dou Realm at will. But he didn't take it seriously. Even the monks in the early stage of Taixuan were far from his opponents.

What's more, this burly man exudes a very strong aura, far exceeding the ordinary Douzuan Dzogchen, but he is definitely not a monk in the Taixuan Realm.

"Stop talking big words. Take the fist from grandpa before you talk."

In an instant, the Black Scale King appeared in front of the old man Xuanyou, his unicorn arm burst out with bright divine light, and he punched him hard.

Old man Xuanyou dealt with Gu Jingman. While glancing at the Black Scale King, he raised his hand nonchalantly and blocked the Black Scale King's punch.

However, the punch that Old Man Xuanyou thought he could easily receive shocked his body. He took three steps back involuntarily.

"Such a strong power, it's really not that simple. No wonder it can easily kill the monks who have entered the Doujian Realm."

Old Man Xuanyou looked at the Black Scale King in surprise. The power of one punch could actually be so strong, almost no less than that of a monk in the early Taixuan period.

However, the Black Scale King was even more unbearable. His body was directly knocked out and fell back a hundred miles.

"Haha, old man. Have fun, come again."

The Black Scale King laughed loudly, and rushed over again in a flash. He has a unicorn combat body, and his endurance can be imagined. Although the old man Xuanyou was injured with a casual block, ordinary injuries are not enough for him. But it was insignificant. No matter how many injuries he suffered, his Qilin battle body could withstand it.

"Old fool, take my aunt's trick."

On the other side, I started working on the latest chapter of King of Gods today. Gu Jingman screamed, and blood shadows split from her body, layer upon layer, and the whole sky seemed to be her figure.

Old man Xuanyou was almost furious. What is his identity? Now he is actually being called by an old man and an old fool.

"You are courting death."

Old Man Xuanyou was angry, but he was unwilling to kill Gu Jingman, so he could only take it out on the King of Black Scales. The sword that had been carried behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath. The sword was five feet long and as cold as frost, as soon as it appeared. The whole world was enveloped in a layer of murderous aura.

Tianlingbao!

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Old man Xuanyou actually had a heavenly spirit treasure on his body. Even for monks in the Taixuan Realm, it was quite rare for people to have a heavenly spirit treasure.

The gap between Heavenly Spiritual Treasures and ordinary Spiritual Treasures can be described as one in heaven and one on earth. They are fundamentally different worlds. They are both Spiritual Treasures, but their status is very different.

As soon as the Lingbao was unsheathed that day, Mo Wen felt a peerless edge coming towards him, as if he might be cut in half by that peerless edge at any time.

For a militant like the Black Scale King, although he also felt the threat of Tian Lingbao, and it was quite profound, he did not back down and still faced it.

Old Man Xuanyou sneered. The sword in his hand was the most precious treasure of Jianyou Valley. The sword worn by the leaders of the past generations was called Youhuang Sword. With this sword, he could fight with the monks of the late Taixuan period.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Nether Emperor Sword turned into a sword light and struck hard at the Black Scale King.

"Mo Lin, be careful."

King Yuxiu said solemnly, with worry in his eyes. The three kings of the ancient land were brothers and sisters. Naturally, they were worried about the King of Black Scales at this time. However, he wanted to rescue him now, but it was already too late. Moreover, looking at the appearance of the King of Black Scales, it seemed that he was not there at all. He flinched, wanting to taste the edge of that sword.

The Youhuang Sword turned into a long dragon, carrying unparalleled power. Mo Wen felt that it was not a sword, but a world. A world containing endless power crashed into the Black Scale King.

Although his Phantom Wings are also Heavenly Spirit Treasures, and they are combined Heavenly Spirit Treasures, the Phantom Wings are not attack-type Heavenly Spirit Treasures, so Mo Wen didn't feel very deeply about them. But at this time, the Youhuang Sword gave Mo Wen a quite shocking feeling. It turned out that the Tianling Bao was so terrifying.

At this time, the Black Scale King also burst out with the strongest power in his life, like a black sun. He dared to take Old Man Xuanyou's Youhuang Sword. Not only was he bold, but he also had confidence in himself. If in his heart Without self-confidence, one would not dare to accept this sword.

Boom!

The ground shook, and the entire Penglai Wonderland seemed to be shaking.

The black light dissipated, revealing the figure of the King of Black Scales. The black armor on his body was shattered piece by piece. There was a bone-deep wound on the fierce and ferocious Qilin arm. It was almost cut off at the waist, and the bright red blood stained it. His whole body was red.

"Haha, have a good time. It's been a long time since I've been injured so seriously. It must have been a hundred thousand years."

The King of Black Scales looked like a madman, with disheveled hair and blood all over his body, but the aura on his body became more and more fierce, and the fierceness of Mo Qilin was vividly reflected in him. For him who has the blood of Mo Qilin, only on the battlefield is the best soil for his growth. He had been trapped in a cage for too long and could not bring out the characteristics of his blood.

"The warmonger has finally found his newfound joy in The Twilight Zone."

King Yu Xiu was speechless. In the past, King Mo Lin was the most famous militant in the ancient land of trials. However, after he became the king, no one could match him anymore. The master had been lonely for more than a hundred thousand years.

Old man Xuanyou was also secretly frightened, who are these people, a hundred thousand years old? That's not what you're bragging about. Even monks in the Divine Void Realm may not be able to live to a hundred thousand years. Who does he think he is? Although this burly man is somewhat extraordinary, he should live for a hundred thousand years. How is that possible!

However, this man was really extraordinary. Not only did he take his sword, he actually laughed. His ferocious appearance and wild aura made even him feel a little chilly in his heart.

He didn't hold back on that sword strike just now. I'm afraid ordinary monks in the early stages of the Taixuan Realm would be seriously injured if they resisted his sword strike. No one knew the power of the Youhuang Sword better than him. His original plan was to kill the boy with one sword, but he failed.

"Old idiot, come on, let's continue."

The Black Scale King screamed, he was not a human being at all, the vitality in his body was unimaginable, and his recovery ability was terrifying. At this moment, he actually became lively again, and the terrifying scar on Qilin's arm was slowly healing. .

Old man Xuanyou was almost furious. This guy actually imitated that woman and called him an old fool. He was bullying others too much. He was simply bullying others too much!

The old man Xuanyou, whose heart was filled with rage, once again commanded the Emperor Youhuang Sword to kill the King of Black Scales.

"Old fool, let's keep coming too."

On the other side, Gu Jingman's sentence "Old fool" also sounded at the right time. Although she did not have the background of the Black Scale King, her fighting power was also extraordinary, enough to contain part of the power of the old man Xuanyou.

"Don't think that I dare not kill you." Old man Xuanyou almost vomited blood.

"Old idiot, there's me as well, don't think that our Qinggu Secret Realm is easy to bully."

Before Old Man Xuanyou could calm down, suddenly, another sentence of "Old Fool--" was heard, and a white light appeared silently in the sky. It was a middle-aged man, dressed in white, with a very handsome appearance. It smells like a mature man. His aura is not as domineering and overbearing as the Black Scale King, nor is it as sacred and mysterious as Gu Jingman, but it is particularly tolerant, embracing all rivers, as if the entire world is contained in his body.

It was none other than King Yuxiu, the first master among the three kings of the ancient land.

With the help of the Black Scale King and Gu Jingman, they probably can't stop the old man Xuanyou, so he can only appear on the scene. Although this will expose their strength, there is no way to hide it anymore.

Old man Xuanyou was so angry. Would a random cat or dog dare to insult him like this?

The furious old man Xuanyou directly controlled the Youhuang Sword, splitting a sword energy and slashing at King Yuxiu.

However, that sword did not achieve any effect. Instead, it was swallowed up by a white light, as if it fell into a black hole, and disappeared in an instant.

The old man Xuanyou was stunned and glanced at King Yuxiu inexplicably, his face becoming solemn for the first time.

These people from the Qinggu Secret Realm just insulted him, but none of them were easy to deal with. He gradually realized that this Qinggu Secret Realm might not be as easy to deal with as he imagined.

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