Chapter 39, Reverend Qing
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The green-robed man's concealment skills were much better than Chu Xiu's.
Black Dragon never found him from beginning to end.
At the same time.
The other party also grasped the timing very well.
When the high priest handed over the Qing Ping fragment and Black Dragon was about to achieve his goal, everyone was on edge and relaxed the most.
He suddenly made a move and intercepted him halfway.
Not to mention the high priest, Chu Xiu didn't expect that even Black Dragon, who thought he was in control of everything, was caught off guard.
Looking at the Qing Lian so close, the green-robed man raised his lips and grabbed it in his hand.
"Hahaha~"
"The fragment of the Creation Qing Ping Sword, the top treasure in the world, is really destined to be with me, and I deserve it."
Hearing the green-robed man's rampant laughter.
Sitting in the golden chariot, the black dragon's eyes were cold to the bone, and a cruel arc curved at the corners of his rosy lips.
"Good, good, good, very good, a mere immortal dares to snatch food from my mouth."
"If I can't make you regret being born in this world, I, Black Dragon, will die here."
The terrifying pressure erupted, with the golden chariot as the center, sweeping across the world.
When a mortal king gets angry, millions of people will die. As the uncrowned king of the Northern Wilderness and even this world, when the Black Dragon gets angry, the world will turn upside down.
Countless creatures feel that the end of the world is coming, crawling on the ground and trembling.
Even powerful beings of the same level as the high priest changed color and were terrified.
"It turned out to be him..."
Chu Xiu's black hair danced wildly, his body glowed with blazing brilliance, and with his powerful physical strength, he withstood the terrifying pressure erupted by the Black Dragon.
He recognized the identity of the man in green robes.
The other party was the Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty, the Imperial Worship Hall, one of the Immortal Lords, the Qing Zun...
This person not only did not die in the hands of the Heavenly Slave, but also drifted to the Northern Wilderness like himself.
That would have been fine, but he actually dared to snatch food from the tiger's mouth in front of the Black Dragon.
It's really that the old cow is menstruating and is so awesome.
The old demon Chu, who thought he was bold, took a breath and even wanted to give this buddy a thumbs up.
"You are very strong, I don't think I am his opponent." The green-robed man grabbed Qinglian, looked around, slowly raised his face, and set his sights on the golden chariot, with a confident smile on his face: "But if I am not sure, how dare I take action."
"Looking for death..."
Without waiting for the Black Dragon to speak.
The twenty-eight Black Dragon tribe strongmen who carried the golden chariot for her finally couldn't help but explode.
The dense black scales on his face turned outward, and he transformed into twenty-eight black dragons with bodies ten thousand feet long.
Ao~
The twenty-eight black dragons roared, swooped down, and pounced on the green-robed man.
"How dare you, a mere immortal king, show your teeth in front of me." The Qing Zun raised his eyelids, snorted disdainfully, waved his sleeves, and displayed a great magical power similar to the world in his sleeves.
The cuffs that penetrated the sky and the earth opened, like the mouth of a glutton, overflowing with terrifying suction to imprison the twenty-eight black dragons, and were determined to swallow them all into the sleeves.
The dragons kept rolling and struggling, but they could not get rid of the imprisonment, and could only watch themselves getting closer and closer to the cuffs.
It seemed that the dragons were about to be taken away.
The black dragon sitting in the golden throne finally moved.
She raised her white palm seemingly casually.
She did not show any magical power.
The twenty-eight black dragons seemed to be inverted, retreating quickly, shrinking, and finally turning into human form, landing next to the Golden Throne intact.
It was as if nothing had happened from the beginning to the end.
The pupils of the Qing Zun shrank slightly, and his heart was shocked.
Using time to reverse to dissolve my magical power, what a big hand, what a terrifying method.
I'm afraid only a quasi-immortal emperor can manipulate the law of time as easily as she does.
Chu Xiu was also amazed by the black dragon's move.
In the universe within his body, as the absolute master, he can certainly easily do what the black dragon did.
But in the prehistoric universe, or in this world, he is still far away from being able to manipulate time so easily.
"Your Majesty~"
He was almost captured alive as soon as he started.
The leader of the twenty-eight guards lowered his head, his face was ashamed, and he said ashamedly: "We have brought shame to you, and we can only die to apologize."
The other strong men of the Black Dragon Tribe were also like this, ashamed, and felt ashamed to face their gods and their totems.
"He is far stronger than you, retreat..." The black dragon's voice came out lightly, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
The twenty-eight guards said no more, retreated to the side with a face full of shame, and lowered their heads in silence.
"This person is stronger than me." The high priest who was eating melons silently was secretly surprised and looked at Chu Xiu, his eyes seemed to ask, do you know this guy?
Chu Xiu shook his head.
He is now in his original appearance, and he cannot admit that he knows the Qing Zun, otherwise it will be easy to be exposed.
"You want to delay time, use tricks, and escape from my hands. I will give you a chance to let you know what despair is." The black dragon's cold eyes fell on the Qing Zun, domineering and confident.
She has calmed down now, not as furious as she was at the beginning.
She wanted to play with this daring little thief like playing with a little grasshopper, step by step, and force him into the abyss of despair, and finally make him live a life worse than death.
"Hahaha..."
Being underestimated, Qing Zun was not angry, but laughed, "Very good, I hope you won't regret it."
Chu Xiu frowned, glanced at the woman behind the curtain, and shook his head secretly.
I'm really not afraid of playing off?
If you change to yourself.
Even though the strength is thousands of times stronger than the young His Holiness, it will not give the young Lord a little chance, and then say it to death before saying anything else.
What torture and despair are farting.
The enemy is a good enemy.
The Qingzhe sneered secretly in his heart.
His body is a congenital same core and Tilian.
Born, there are two flawless flesh, combat power, and the realm is 100 % synchronized.
If you walk in the layman, if you accidentally fall, pay some costs, you will be able to resurrect it with another avatar immediately.
As long as the two major parties die at different times, he will not die completely.
The same core and Tilian also have a very talented talent.
If a avatar is trapped by means of people, he can use another avatar as anchor coordinates for replacement, and change the position.
With this means.
Endless years.
The Qing respect and people compete for opportunities. In the face of countless crises of life and death, they have never lost their hands.
This is also where he faces the bottom of the black dragon.
He was confident that the Black Dragon could not kill him, and he could not leave Qing Ping Sword fragments.
The treasure he is going to be fixed.
The Qingfeng Xian Emperor is not useful, what he is the young man said .....
"hehe...."
The Qingzhe covered his face with one hand, his shoulders shook, and the laughter was frantic.
The body of Chu Xiu obeyed the Qing Dynasty is gradually becoming transparent, as if going out of this world.
"What is this means, space transmission? No, there is no space rules to report fluctuations ..."
"Don't stop him?" Chu Xiu looked at Black Dragon.
"Interesting, I can really get away from my palms." The big long legs of the black dragon and white python were overlapped, raised Su Baixiu's palm, the onion and jade finger were empty, and two shining and wonderful words were written. ...
Others may not recognize what these two words are.
However, Chu Xiu, as the ancestor of the Cultural Master's cultivation system, did not know.
The Black Dragon's writing is a text.
The two words are [Break] [Forbidden]
When the Black Dragon wrote these two arranges, in the meditation, the rules of heaven and earth were touched by two arranges, and some unknown change occurred.
