Chapter 5679: Another pretender

There was another pretender, which made Gu Fei really speechless.

Only in this way can we get to Dongyue Imperial Capital?

Of course, Gu Fei didn't bother to bother about these things, but his current state was really a bit embarrassing, and Emperor Wuchuji was also worthy of being the best man in the Eastji World, and he still had some abilities.

Since Gu Fei had a fight with Emperor Wuchuji, he had almost ruined Emperor Wuchuji's lair. Although he could not defeat Emperor Wuchuji, he was angry that Emperor Wuchuji almost vomited blood.

The current Emperor Wu Chu Ji naturally had no time to trouble Gu Fei, because this time he suffered a terrible loss and countless efforts were destroyed.

He is now busy blocking the news and rebuilding the old nest, because soon, there will be a grand age in the East Pole. Without the magnificent palace, there is no auspicious clouds, and the special effects of Daoyun soaring, how to pretend to be forced?

If people know that the East Ji’s first treasure is almost in ruins now, and even two of the direct disciples have died, where will the face of Emperor Wuchuji be left?

It's not enough to make Dongji Emperor ashamed.

Therefore, Emperor Wuchuji is anxious now.

In contrast, Gu Fei is much more leisurely, but there are some minor problems. His injuries are not easy to deal with, and it is not easy to force Emperor Wuchuji into his body. thing.

After all, where is the repair of this product.

Gu Fei's injury is really embarrassing. Once it happens, his power will be suppressed by Emperor Wuchuji's power, allowing him to use the cultivation base of the gods.

Of course, when it was not happening, Gu Fei was able to show the cultivation of Promise.

He didn't want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, he was also helpless.

However, this kind of thing can't be said, so just what these guys think.

Moreover, he is not a person who has lost his reputation, he is also a proper Promise Realm!

If they want to play, just play with them. I’m sleepy, so I’ll sleep for a while.

Gu Fei really slept, the throne formed by the one-horned fire tiger with spiritual power is really comfortable, the power of the fire is warm, and he would be happy to sleep for ten thousand years!

"roll!"

Faced with the sage of Mingyang, Heishenling Mountain Lord directly uttered a word.

The face of the bright sun saint in the sky turned black immediately.

"Little new saint, dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat, it's almost death."

Standing with his hand held in hand, standing in the void, the sage of Mingyang who was full of Taoist rhyme gritted his teeth and said, he didn't want to move this new saint, you know, those who can break through to the holy realm are mostly supported by forces behind them.

It is impossible for people without inheritance to cultivate to the holy realm.

And having the inheritance of cultivation to the holy realm, even in the Promise Realm, is the top inheritance, and only those superpowers with the holy realm have this kind of inheritance.

Although the Mingyang Saint was a saint, he suffered countless hardships before he was enlightened, and even because of his own talent, he was rejected by the major sects and major forces.

When I remembered that I was just going to apply for a middle-level sect's handyman, they were all driven out, and the people of the small sect were even more mocking.

Then, he was desperate, and then jumped off the cliff, and then he got an inheritance left by the ancient sage.

This process is really too dog-blood, but dog-blood returns to dog-blood, and things just happen, and those who eat melons are not satisfied.

The growth path of the Mingyang saint is a path of counterattack.

Relying on the inheritance of the ancient sage, the Mingyang Sage slapped the guys who looked down on him all the way, and stepped on the feet of the guys who humiliated him.

Finally become a holy ancestor.

After being sanctified, the Mingyang Sage slowly drifted, drifting, and then drifting even more. Now, I am afraid that even he himself does not know that he has drifted to the degree of disgust.

Now, a little new saint dared to tell himself to go, this was the biggest insult to him for the Mingyang saint.

"Rumble..."

Mingyang Sage turned his right hand and pressed down.

Endless power condensed in his hand, and the next moment, a big hand like a hill appeared in the void, slapped down towards the Black God Ridge Lord below.

Xiaoxiaoxinsheng is nothing more than an ant in his eyes.

Can the little ants turn the sky in front of the dragon?

The Mingyang Saint is undoubtedly very arrogant, and the arrogant is a bit arrogant, there is no way, who calls him a holy realm boss, but he does not know who he is arrogant in front of.

The huge palm, Dao Yun soaring to the sky, directly messed up the aura of the whole world.

The power of the sacred road is mighty, although this palm is not shot at everyone, but everyone present has a depressed feeling of vomiting blood.

"Crack!"

The giant palm descended from the sky, and the mighty power descended violently, the Black God Ridge Master sank, and the ground under her feet was directly shattered by her stepping on.

"Come on!"

The Black Shenling Ridge Master stretched out his right hand, and the magic sword appeared directly in her hand.

This is the magic sword formed by the condensed power of the Holy Realm.

Without any hesitation, the Black God Ridge ridge master directly slashed upwards.

"Huh!"

A dazzling knife light rushed out of the hand of the Black God Ridge Lingzhu, instantly rushing for thousands of feet.

The power of the Dao Dao came out from the body of the Black God Ridge Mountain Master, and everyone felt a sense of fear and fear being carried by a sharp knife around their necks.

Wang Zhan, Fatty and they directly hid behind the one-horned Huohu.

All the power fluctuations that broke out disappeared directly in front of the one-horned fire tiger, and an invisible force blocked all the fluctuations.

"Is this the power of the Holy Land?"

Wang Zhan said in shock, even though his cultivation level had broken through to the Divine Realm Great Success, he still felt that he was too weak in front of the Holy Realm, and he couldn't afford to resist at all.

The gap is too big.

"The little ants dare to resist. The worms shake the tree, which is ridiculous."

The Mingyang Saint was disdainful, and the power in his hand increased a bit.

The big hand falling from the sky is like the collapse of a mountain of gods, as if to knock out a hole in the sky and the earth, with a shock that is unstoppable.

Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, the knife light rushing out of the Black God Ridge Master's hand broke directly, and the big hand fell, destroying everything.

"bump!"

Without any suspense, the Black God Ridge Lord was directly slapped into the ground by this palm, the dust was flying, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground.

The vigorous vitality fluctuations directly shattered the surrounding trees, and even the mountain wall next to the mountain road cracked with countless cracks, and countless boulders rolled down from above.

I saw that the ground around the palm print was constantly undulating by palm force.

Even Dong Yue Xue'er, who retreated to a distance, only felt that the ground was shaking and her standing was unstable, and the soldiers that had been brought from Tianyue City were swayed and chaotic.

However, within a radius of ten meters around the place where the one-horned fire tiger was, it was calm.

"Sacred Realm is angry, earth-shaking!"

Everyone was shocked, but everyone was more curious about what happened to the Black God Ridge Lord.