I’m Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

It only took two sentences, and the two sides fought in an instant.

Although the Celestial Emperor is not strong enough to compete with the Tianyan Daoist, the Tianyan Daoist has just consumed a huge amount of time, and both sides are in a state of anxiety for a while, hitting you and me.

What was clearly easy to win, was blocked at the beginning, and the Heavenly God Emperor was angry and cold, and attacked Tianyan Daoist even more fiercely.

While attacking, he drank heavily.

"Kill me all these repairers! The majesty of Jiuzhou is here!"

With an order, the iron cavalry attacked, and the army of the king of the gods rumbled out of the black mist, and the entire land of the gods was trembling.

In addition to the Tianyan Daoist, the target that the king's army looked at was the cultivator who followed the Tianyan Daoist. At this time, there were only a few dozen cultivators.

As for the cultivator and Cultivation Base that fell behind, seeing the battle in front of them, the intention to retreat had already sprung up, and even more so, they just turned around and ran away.

However, some cultivators with some strength remained and joined the battle.

At this moment, in their hearts, there is no difference between the battle of immortality and the battle of territory.

Where is the country broken?

The battle for territories destroys a country. The people don't care much about the change of dynasties. The wildfires are not exhausted, and the spring breeze blows again.

However, in the battle of Immortal Dao, if Dao breaks his heart, and that day, everyone is a humble dog, there is really nothing left.

Thinking of this, the cultivator who came and stayed suddenly realized the way of righteousness.

With an epiphany in my heart, the alarm clock rang, and suddenly a bell rang over the land of the Conferred God.

It was a collective epiphany of the cultivators who had arrived, and they could not make a shocking vision. A simple and heavy red drum appeared in the sky above the white clouds with the roaring sound.

Mu Gu was radiant, surrounded by golden Yinglong.

All the cultivators who feel the feelings feel that the golden light is added to the body at the same time. While the Cultivation Base is stable, there is a barrier to protect themselves.

The Heavenly God Emperor, who was still anxiously fighting with the Tianyan Daoist in the distance, was suddenly flew out by the golden light bullet that appeared. The force was so strong that the Heavenly God Emperor was forced to clasp his hands, and the double swords and the axe were in front of him to resist. A golden light wave.

"Drink, Jing Shimu Drum! You have triggered such a Taoism, which I never expected. But what is the use? Taoism is only for a while, it can only protect you for a while!"

The Emperor Tianshen wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

With force from under his feet, the artillery shells shot out and attacked Tianyan Daoist again. At the same time, the king's army also raised spears and attacked the rest of the practitioners.

The record was less than two quarters of an hour, and there were only a hundred cultivators who rushed over, and there were no cultivators coming back like Duanjie.

The army of the King of Gods headed toward more than a hundred people, directly making dumplings.

The strength of the god king is not high, but inspired by the 100,000 god king, the power of the god king instantly surrounded more than a hundred people. The shock of that moment made the air twilight drums tremble, as if it could not be resisted. The original red light faded away.

The black mist came in, covering the sky and the sun, swept in, vowing to infect the evening drum as well.

The cultivators were completely surrounded and struggled to attack.

Soon, the cultivator's defense was like being broken open. It was picked up by the king's spear, and a cultivator with a slightly lower Cultivation Base was instantly cut off by an arm.

The blood spilled out, but the cultivator gritted his teeth and resisted it.

"laugh--!"

One break, all the way through, at the moment when the cultivator's blood was spilled, another person was hit by a spear, directly injuring the vitals, the inner palace was damaged, his body was stagnant, and he lacked defense, and he was directly stabbed by the spear from behind. Pierce through.

Riding on a horse is like a grassland blown by a hurricane, all about to be uprooted.

Seeing that it was about to break the square, while tired of dealing with the Emperor of the Gods, Tian Yan Daoist joined the cultivator camp, which slightly eased the cultivator's dilemma.

But two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the addition of Tian Yan Daoist is only a drop in the bucket.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh! The old words spell it with you!" Seeing that he was about to lose, a Daoist rushed directly into the king's army, blew his soul, and exploded a blank area of ​​two feet wide in the king's army. But then the army of the King of Gods came up again.

The immediate predicament makes the cultivator more and more worried.

Once they break this line, Kyushu may be completely over.

After all, if there is no cultivator to stop it, I believe that the land of the gods will soon be flattened by the true gods.

The Daoist, the most powerful Tianyan at present, is tired of coping...

Not dare to think further, everyone felt a kind of sadness, not the sorrow of death, but the common people in Kyushu, the common people in the world.

Is this what the world means?

It was already in a predicament, and only a rumbling sound was heard again, and the crack in the bronze giant door that was only two people wide was once again big.

A pair of two-foot wide giant hands protruded from the inside of the bronze giant gate, and they were broken on both sides of the bronze giant gate.

I want to completely open the bronze giant door so that I can pass through it like using the giant door.

The rumbling sound was the sound made by the bronze giant gate that could not bear the strength of the giant hands and was forced to open it.

"Kacha...boom..."

The bronze giant door continued to hold, and the gap that slowly began to crack became larger and larger. That pair of giant hands were signed out.

The battle in the land of the gods outside the door did not stop.

The situation of the battle was like a guillotine that was originally overheared by the crowd. At this moment, the shaking of the giant gate was like breaking the rope with the guillotine, and it was cut straight toward the top of everyone's heads.

"boom--!"

A huge head with horns glowing with silver light on its head came out from the opening of the huge bronze gate.

Huge eyes stared at Tian Yan Daoist for a few breaths. I was afraid that the mouth was too small, so he retracted again.

Huge hands stretched out again, opening the bronze giant door more forcefully.

However, the bronze giant gate seemed to have reached its limit, and it was no longer shaken. Seeing the power that had been used for a long time, it had no effect at all. The Giant King could not pass, and the explosive temper hammered and smashed inside the gate.

"Boom!" The voice resounded across the sky, and the ground under my feet trembled violently, as if the land of the Conferred God was about to collapse.

The sound of the giant god king's vibration caused some cultivator ears to roar. For a moment, they seemed to lose their minds, and they were taken advantage of by the god king army.

"Everyone, keep your mind!" Tianyan Daoist shouted, telling the cultivator not to be disturbed by the giant king. When the cultivator was shocked, he turned around and hurriedly embraced Yuan Shouxin to stabilize the original mind.

But the situation is even less optimistic.

At this moment, Jiang Beichen, who was far away at the Immortal Gate, also heard the thunderous movement.

It's just that Jiang Beichen wanted to come to like a state of ease, and he didn't turn to the true God at all. He fished again in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, knocking on the melon seeds.

"What kind of bad weather is this? Why don't there be any sun every day? If it rains but not rain, it's not like blowing up some dry thunder."

"Why don't you just poke the sky!"

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