Chi Xu, the ancestor of the Nine-Headed Bird Clan, is really guilty now, with a star-eyed look. What did he say not long ago?

And now, who is he facing and what kind of Taoist priest hell is? He is actually the sect of the prehistoric master Li Yan!

Needless to say, the word "Li" can suppress the ancient times and shake prehistoric times. How can this lineage not be scared?

He was really dizzy. Even if he was the Heavenly Lord, he was still unsure and his body was almost rigid.

Chi Xu, the ancestor of the Nine-Headed Bird Clan, stared at No. 9, and was covered in fur. He poured cold air into his body from the tailbone. He was uncomfortable all over and almost ran away in panic.

The most miserable thing was Ling Yi, who was still trembling now. He struggled to get up, leaned his back against a rock, and looked down at his legs.

It was gone, empty, and blood was flowing, and he couldn't believe it.

This is not a dream, but a real cruel reality. As the descendant of the martial arts madman, he was actually twisted off his legs and treated as bloody food.

He wanted to speak harshly, but seeing that No. 9 was so calm in the distance and was still eating his thighs, he felt cold again and chose to close his mouth tightly.

He regretted it, and he really shouldn't have gone south. At that time, the second disciple of the Martial Madman, the Second Patriarch, recovered from seclusion, and his blood was overwhelming, covering the northern provinces.

That was not the retreat place of Martial Madman, but the place where his second disciple sat down, and it was relatively closest to the three-way battlefield.

Originally, the Second Patriarch wanted to go south personally, but when he practiced martial arts until the most critical moment, he could not walk away. Finally, he wrote the order and sent someone to go south.

Then, he quickly went into seclusion without taking into account the matter.

Because he is in the death gate, and it is not easy to get out of the gate, and he will face the state of death at any time.

And this time, he reached the most critical moment. If he could survive, he could go to a higher level and see a vast world.

It is a scenery that only a few strong people have experienced in ancient times.

If he fails, he will never have the chance to arrive again in his life, and he will never be able to reverse the current withered body in his later years. He can only wait for death to transform.

So, after being disturbed, his blood was overwhelming, covering the mountains, rivers and earth, tearing the sky apart, but soon he had to converge and go all out to get through the pass.

If it were a normal day, how could he dare to do this? Even if a ray of demonic nature appeared in his youth, he would have to burn incense and kowtow, worship and serve him devoutly.

After the decree was written and released, several of his disciples were moved and wanted to come in person and go on a trip together!

However, Ling Yi, among the younger generation, immediately made a suggestion, saying that he was just dealing with a saint. The arrival of the Heavenly Lord was too mobilizing and looking down on Cao De too highly!

It is enough for him to pass on the decree, which is in line with their transcendent status.

If the elders of the master are worried, they can come later, otherwise they will pay too much attention to Cao De, so how can they reflect the supreme power of the martial madman?

Ling Yi snatched it up, thinking that this was a rare opportunity to show his face, showing the domineering aura of the Martial Ancestor, and he also shines.

Who would have thought that the one who awaited him was No. 9, the Taoist tradition they feared the most.

The martial arts madman can look down on anyone and be superior to everyone, but the Li Yuan family cannot despise it, but must be as if they are facing a great enemy.

But what did he do, showing off his might in front of No. 9, and let Cao De kneel down to receive the imperial edict.

How could a person from that lineage follow? It seems that his legs are not unfair.

Ling Yi was so regretful that he wanted to slap himself two big slaps in the face, asking you to steal the credit, and insist on using your tricks to spread the decree. Now he is suffering.

"Uncle Master, my life will be in danger!"

Ling Yi took out a snow-white conch and sent a message in a low voice. At the critical moment, he chose to report it.

This kind of thing must be told to the master, which has long exceeded his control. It is too trivial for him, a god-level evolver, to be here.

On this battlefield, all kinds of warships and spacecraft cannot fly, and will be disrupted by special terrain, and all communicators cannot be used.

However, this snow-white conch can be transmitted and transmitted in one-on-one voice. It is a special secret treasure refined by the Martial Madman lineage.

After he passed this sentence, the conch like mutton fat jade was covered with cracks, and then it turned into pieces and fell to the ground.

"I don't want to kill, but if I involve all the people in the martial arts madman and have no choice, I can only fight."

No.9 spoke calmly.

Silver Dragon Heavenly Lord, Chifeng and others were speechless, and they were complaining that you didn’t want to kill, but you would eat people’s thighs at any time, which was even more scary.

Others were filled with awesomeness. This creature, like a living zombie, dared to speak like this in the face of the martial arts madman. This is the rhythm of fighting!

"Master Ninth, your condition..." Chu Feng was worried.

He didn't know if No. 9 could resist after facing a real martial arts madman.

boom!

Almost instantly, a black light surged at the end of the world, covering the battlefield with a vast amount of blood and energy.

When a master comes, he is a real strong man approaching this place without any concealment and emitting the energy of the Heavenly Venerable level. This is a situation where he wants to kill and slaughter the place bloodied.

A heavenly master has arrived!

That was a genius figure sitting down by the Second Patriarch. Compared with other celestial masters, he was very young and very amazing. He entered the realm of the celestial master in his "great years".

Although she was only a first-time entry and achieved such a position in recent years, everyone felt that her future was limitless and she would become the king of the Heavenly Lord.

This female powerful woman, Youlan, went south all the way and was almost approaching here.

After receiving the conch transmission, she appeared immediately and came over to kill.

She was as white as snow, spotless as dust, and her black hair was like a waterfall. She looked quite beautiful. After reaching this level, her temperament was particularly outstanding.

A female Heavenly Venerable, the second ancestor, must become the king of the Great Heavenly Venerable!

At this moment, she was born in a state of grace, and her whole body was very sacred. Her body was covered with hazy light. She was dust-free and dirty. Her face was cold and as white as mutton fat, looking down at this battlefield!

However, in the sky, it was full of black light, accompanied by red blood. She was very beautiful and cold, but she was emitting the energy of magical aura.

The Heavenly Venerable from the Martial Madman lineage is here, and he is a stunning talent!

In the world of the world, even if the Tianzun is a high-level combat power, he is considered a high-level combat power.

Because 99% of the stronger creatures are in decline, they are all old monsters whose lifespan is about to end, and they are waiting to die in the mountains.

It takes time to accumulate the strong. Most of the people who can reach the realm of Heavenly Venerable have grown old, and as for the powerful, they are like candles in the wind.

There is a saying in the world that the Heavenly Lord can control most major events and is in the year of fighting.

Higher-level creatures are more empty than the other, and living is a problem. It is impossible to rely on them to fight and walk in the world for a long time.

Even there are only one or two or three percent of the creatures among the Heavenly Lord, with sufficient blood and energy, and can be used to move them, and more than 70 to 80% of the others are almost dying.

When Yulan, a "young" Tianzun who looks charming, appeared naturally, she naturally caused exclamations. She was famous and had endless potential.

The mainstream believes that she will have a smooth journey in the future and will eventually become a powerful person!

With a "huh", Youlan waved her hand, and a golden scroll on the ground flew up, emitting a dazzling light, and fell into her hands with a suppressed aura of energy.

It was the order of the Second Patriarch that Ling Yi had no time to unfold from beginning to end.

Youlan's own body is very sacred, shining with light, hazy and dazzling within a radius of one meter, but there is a surging black light and red blood qi, which is quite strange.

However, her strength is beyond doubt.

After arriving here, she felt the seriousness of the situation. She originally thought it was blocked by the Heavenly Lord of the Yongzhou camp, but now her hair stands up and down. Is there a stronger creature present?

"Uncle Master... be careful!" Ling Yi said tremblingly.

He finally had some courage and reminded him there.

In fact, he didn't say much about it. Youlan was on guard. She stared at No. 9 and found the source of terror.

"This fellow Taoist, do you want to make things difficult for the Martial Ancestor?" Youlan spoke, his words coldly, and she was regressing.

"It's not that I want to make things difficult for you, but that you always want to bully our lineage. I was asking Cao De to kneel down to receive the imperial edict just now."

No.9 spoke with a rare word.

"Fellow Taoist, are you going to start a war? After provoking the Second Patriarch and alarming the madman in war, you should know the consequences." Youlan reminded.

In their line, when it comes to their ancestors, they also call them martial arts madman. This is not disrespectful. Now those three words have a kind of magical nature and have become an invincible symbol!

Youlan was originally soft and hard, and mentioned the second disciple of the Martial Madman, and also mentioned the Martial Madman himself. This was originally enough to shock the world, but it doesn't work now.

No. 9 responded coldly: "Whoever is afraid of whom, you can fight at worst!"

After he said these words, the world changed color, the wind and clouds rose, the sky was cracked, lightning and thunder roared, the red whirlwind blew, and blood rain poured down.

And as his eyes opened and closed, the heaven and earth would instantly turn into day and night, constantly changing!

This vision scared many people and was incredible.

With just one word from him, the world was abnormal.

At this time, No. 9 was dangerous. He seemed to be announcing a full-scale war against the Martial Madman!

Boom!

At this time, Tianzun Youlan took action at the first time. She felt the extremely dangerous aura and had to attack first and sacrifice the decree.

At this moment, the second ancestor's decree bloomed with dazzling golden light, spreading across the sky, as if the great road was coming, and a piece of characters appeared and engraved in the void.

It's so terrifying. That breath covers the battlefield, with billions of golden lights tearing apart Cangyu!

In a trance, it seemed as if a majestic old emperor was sitting high in the ninth level of heaven, looking down at the world, coldly looking at everything below, as if looking at an ant.

People know that this must be the second disciple of the Martial Madman, the Second Ancestor!
To be continued...