Chapter 1122: Unparalleled in the world

The first thousand one hundred and twenty-two chapters

He once again served a pseudo-god-level spirit gathering pill, turning a bit of a disadvantage.

Yang Teng did not continue, stopped the movement in his hand, and shouted at Yin Xiang: "Yin Xiang, I just know why you dare not lift your veil to see people, you turned into a monster!"

"What are you talking about!" Yin Xiang's heart trembled, and at the same time he stopped spraying black blood drops.

His movements are almost to the extreme, and no one can see the changes on his face as soon as the black scarf rises and falls.

But it was still seen by Yang Teng.

Yang Teng laughed loudly: "Yin Xiang, do you still want to deceive yourself? Look at your face. It is covered with things like fish scales. Are you still a person now! Do you dare to call yourself a human monk! I feel ashamed for you. I don’t know what your parents would think after they knew you became a monster. Will your dad kill your mom!"

Many cultivators, including Yin Xiang, did not react. Yin Xiang's face changed. What did this have to do with his parents?

Standing far away from the opposing war zone, the old sloppy laughed, "Yang Teng, your kid is too bad. Just say that Yin Xiang's mother was misbehaving. You can combine with a strange animal to give birth to Yin Xiang, and you too. You can't expose the old folks in front of so many people. Didn't you harm the three Yin Xiang family?"

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter from the viewing area.

Yang Teng, this guy, is so bad that he can hide Yin Xiang like this.

Obviously, Yin Xiang's change could not have been caused by his mother's derailment, it was entirely because he inherited the inheritance of the Devil Emperor.

The old sloppy is even more detrimental, and he has to explain it so clearly.

Yang Teng shouted at the old sloppy: "You said this, I didn't say that. As the descendant of the emperor, Yin Xiang's blood source is more complicated. This is also normal. Your old sloppy will not be jealous."

The old sloppy waved his hands again and again, "I am not jealous of such a thing, I am sloppy is definitely my father's son."

The monks in the war-watching area laughed loudly. Who is not the father's son, at most someone likes to be a father, but there is still only one father.

Yin Xiang's face was pale with anger.

Of course, his face is dark now, no matter how sullen it is, it can't be seen.

"Old sloppy! You are looking for death!" Yin Xiang was furious.

The old sloppy screamed: "I said that the devil's descendant, what do you mean, I am just telling the truth. Young people nowadays, can't even bear this fact. If you want to prove innocence Well, you might as well take off the black veil on your face and let everyone see your honor. Isn’t this the best proof, what's the use of yelling at me."

Of course Yin Xiang would not take off the masked black kerchief. He knew his physical condition very well. At present, only his hands have not grown black scales, but they have also turned black, so his hands are wrapped in black cloth. .

On his face and neck, there were already such black scales that made him irritated.

He thought of many ways to remove these scales, but what made him helpless was that he endured the severe pain and removed one layer, and then a layer would grow.

The more he removes it, the denser the black scales.

In the end, he really had no choice but to adopt this method to wrap his whole body.

Today, to the effect, when Yang Teng saw the black scales on his face, Yin Xiang was so angry that he could no longer suppress the irritability in his heart.

"Yang Teng! Old sloppy! You two scumbags, let me die!" With a violent roar, Yin Xiang didn't care whether he would expose the changes on his face, and he spouted a burst of black blood.

This is not a drop of black blood. The vitality contained in such a black blood is unimaginable.

"Wow!" The body of the black Moluo monster soared, and the golden **** was completely suppressed in an instant. The entire sky would be occupied by the black Moluo monster, and only a little bit of golden light remained.

It is not just Yang Teng who bears the immense power, but the black Moluo monster attacks the old sloppy at the same time.

The old sloppy cried out strangely: "You, a person who is not a ghost or a ghost, dare to attack the old man at the same time. You are too slow to die! The old man will do you!"

With a loud shout: "Pluto is coming!"

The Pluto sword in the old sloppy hand exudes strange auras.

"Da! Da! Da!" There was a tapping sound, like someone stepping on a pair of torn shoes into the opposing battle zone.

Yang Teng looked to the old sloppy side, and what he saw made Yang Teng speechless for a moment.

I saw a sloppy monk with exactly the same image as the old sloppy, kicking on a pair of tattered gray cloth shoes, appeared in midair, holding the Pluto sword in his hand.

"Da! Da! Da!" There was a sense of rhythm, and the old sloppy in mid-air wielded the Hades sword at will.

As the sword of Hades was swung, the body of the black mora monster shrank.

Don't miss the opportunity! Yang Teng immediately threw a pseudo-god-level Spirit Gathering Pill into his mouth, and input the violent power into the Tianhuangdao.

"Boom!" The golden light skyrocketed, and the golden **** instantly reversed the situation and launched a fierce attack on the black monster.

A golden god, a dirty old sloppy, teamed up to fight the black magic monster, but only achieved a close match.

The two sides are equally divided, and black still occupies half of the sky.

The other half of the sky is divided equally by the golden **** and the old sloppy.

"Old sloppy, I take it, you are really a descendant of Pluto!" Yang Teng shouted.

"Then I need to say, why did I ever lie to you!" The old sloppy laughed triumphantly. He once said that the Pluto lineage is such an image. At that time, he had no idea in his heart, and he was not sure about it a million years ago. The quasi-emperor Pluto is such a sloppy image.

Today he showed this style of Pluto's coming to the world, summoning the image of Pluto branded in the sword of Pluto, and he finally fell in love.

From then on, he was so sloppy and didn't need to feel inferior for this appearance. He could proudly claim that the quasi-emperor Pluto is like this!

"Old sloppy, you said that Pluto was defeated by the great emperor that year and failed to become the highest emperor. Could it be because of the sloppy image, which does not conform to the great road of heaven and earth, and was rejected by the great road." At this moment, Yang Teng actually still has Mind joking.

"Puff!" The old sloppy squirted wildly, and Yang Teng could think so!

The two of them made a fuss, and the sloppy monks and golden gods in mid-air suddenly weakened.

The black magic monster immediately occupied two-thirds of the sky, suppressing the two opponents within one-third of the area.

"Yang Teng! You bastard, don't hurry up and fight the enemy with all your strength!" The old sloppy expression changed drastically, and he quickly concentrated all his attention to stimulate the power of the sword of the Hades.

The Emperor Zhun and the Great are half a step away, but this half step determines a lot.

There is also a half-step difference between the quasi-imperial weapon and the imperial weapon. The power of the Pluto sword is obviously not as powerful as the Demon Emperor's wand and the Tianhuang Dao. If it had not been for Yang Teng and Yin Xiang for so long, the old sloppy might not be able to fight against Yin Xiang.

Under his full urging, the old sloppy spirit in mid-air was refreshed, and the long sword in his hand counterattacked again and again.

Yang Teng's cultivation is inferior to the old sloppy and Yin Xiang, so he can only use the Pseudo-God-Level Gathering Pill as a supplement to stimulate the power of the Heavenly Sword and inspire the power of that god.

Yang Teng felt that something was wrong.

What Yin Xiang displayed was Mo Luo's coming to the world. Obviously, this black Mo Luo monster should be the image of the Devil Emperor's deity, perhaps the Devil Emperor is the Mo Luo monster.

What the old sloppy shows is the presence of Pluto, and the old sloppy in mid-air is the image of the deity of Pluto.

What he is displaying is the Desolate Ancient Supreme. Could this **** in mid-air be the former Desolate Ancient Supreme?

According to his understanding, Huanggu Supreme should be Tianhuang Great Emperor.

This golden **** is obviously not the Emperor Tianhuang.

Tianhuang Great Emperor is also called Huanggu Great Emperor. Would the change between the two titles change the image of the Great Emperor?

This made Yang Teng puzzled.

Tianhuangdao, why not call it Huanggudao.

A series of questions caused Yang Teng to fall into contemplation.

Perhaps, this **** is not the deity of Emperor Tianhuang?

If you say that, isn't it a loss for yourself.

What was summoned was not the deity of Tianhuang Great Emperor, how to fight the Devil Emperor, is this a joke!

Thinking of this, Yang Teng was upset.

His loss of consciousness immediately manifested on the **** in midair.

The golden light instantly weakened and was immediately suppressed by black.

"Wow!" The black Moluo monster screamed, opening its big mouth and biting an arm of the golden god.

The golden **** was hit hard, and it immediately reflected on Yang Teng's body.

"Puff!" With a spout of blood, Yang Teng's heart seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer.

That! Yang Teng cursed himself, when is this!

In a duel with the descendants of the Devil Emperor, the strength of the two sides has already exceeded the level of a saint, and he actually dared to be distracted. Isn't this just killing himself!

"Om!" Tianhuangdao trembled in his hand.

There was a faint sigh from Shihai, "Unexpectedly, you still found it."

what? Yang Teng was shocked, what did he find?

Wouldn't it anger the emperor?

"Huanggu, you are too bad, can't you be beaten by the devil emperor!" The voice of Emperor Tianhuang again came from within the knowledge sea.

Yang Teng didn't care about the battle in the sky at all, seeing that golden god's light quickly faded.

"Tian Huang! Don't be cynic, it's not that this little guy is too wasteful! Otherwise, how could I fail to beat the Devil Emperor!"

Yang Teng's heart shook wildly, and he felt that this sound was actually from that golden god!

what's the situation!

Two great emperors!

Emperor Tianhuang and Emperor Huanggu are not the same person!

"Huang Gu, do you want me to help you!" The voice of Emperor Tianhuang sounded.

"Tian Huang, don't talk nonsense. If I'm abolished, you won't be better! You and I live in the same breath. Let's do it by yourself."

Yang Teng is even more confused, what is the situation?

"Yang Teng! What do you guys want? If you don't have a trick, we both have to die!" An old sloppy roar came from a distance, and he was doing his best to use the power of the Hades sword to fight the black monster. .

Yang Teng was speechless, and he said that this matter was not something I could call the shots. I was confused by the current situation.

"Ancient, Tianhuang! Unparalleled!" Yang Teng suddenly heard two completely different voices in the sea of ​​knowledge.

The golden light in the sky skyrocketed, and the clouds instantly flooded.