"Kara, you are so brave!"

A loud shout came, and a faint wave appeared. A figure appeared in front of Li Tian and Kong Tianyu, blocking the Lord of the Jielu Palace. There was a little evil spirit in his eyes, and he looked at the black figure, and he was even more confused.

It was the strongest generation in the Blood Sea Palace, the Holy Son of the Blood Sea Palace, who was named three thousand years ago, and Ye Dongsheng, the Night Demon Emperor.

"It's you!"

His pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of hesitation and fear in Kara's eyes, but he was unwilling to retreat. Instead, he gave a slight bow to Ye Dongsheng, with a look of neither humility nor arrogant look on his face, and said, "Kara has seen the holy master!"

Ye Dongsheng, the Night Demon Emperor, is the elder brother of the previous generation of the Saint of Blood Sea Palace and the master of this generation of the Saint of this generation. In the Blood Sea Palace, even if the Saint of the Saint of the Contemporary Saint of the Saint of the Saint of the Sea of ​​Blood, he would also have to perform the great ceremony of the master and apprentice when he saw it.

And Kara is just the lord of a palace. If he had seen Ye Dongsheng in the past, he would have probably been a mouse and a cat, and he would not dare to show off his grandeur. Now he has gained the immortal connection in the Posa world, and his cultivation has increased greatly. He realizes that he is not weaker than those old monsters who have been hidden in the world for many years.

"oh?"

The light flashed in his eyes, but Ye Dongsheng looked at Kara, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked, "I haven't seen him for three years, but the Lord of Kara's cultivation has increased greatly. It's so gratifying. He doesn't even take my old bone seriously."

"The Holy Master is so serious!"

Hearing the night demon ￥→long ￥→wind ￥→text ￥→learning, c∞←t the emperor's words, Kara's expression changed slightly, and seemed to be a little lack of confidence after all. Kara changed to an unknown expression and spoke: "Karra has always respected the saints, and has always been loyal to the Blood Sea Palace, and has never surpassed it in a single step."

"Do you still remember the order I gave to you three years ago?"

His face was slightly cold, but Ye Dongsheng looked at the nearby Kara, and an obscure momentum spread out from his body, covering the sky and the sun like dark clouds on the mountains.

"Kara never forgot, but what Kara does is for the sake of the Blood Sea Palace and for the sake of my Shura inheritance."

His expression remained unchanged. Kara looked determined, looking at Ye Dongsheng nearby, with a righteous face.

"What do you mean? Are you trying to take action against these two queens for the sake of the Blood Sea Palace?"

With a sneer, Ye Dongsheng laughed furiously, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Kara carefully. The smile on his face became brighter and he laughed softly: "What do you mean is that you are accusing me of endangering the inheritance of the Blood Sea Palace?"

"Kara dare not!"

He looked down and looked pleased, but there was no sign of fear on his face. His waist was straight. Kara and Ye Dongsheng looked straight, but they were always ready to meet Ye Dongsheng's attack. Their shoulders were trembling slightly, and they couldn't tell whether they were excited or fearful.

"very good!"

Finally, a loud shout came from the mouth of the Night Demon Emperor. Ye Dongsheng, who was originally a light cloud, made a blow. He slapped his right hand and the wide sleeves danced.

The seemingly soft sleeve robe turned into the most powerful weapon at this moment, with a strong wind everywhere, rushing like a battle flag. The sleeve robe suddenly turned into several feet in size, sweeping towards Kara's face like a door panel made of iron and stone.

There were ripples in the void, and powerful power swept through. There was no doubt that if it was swept into the sleeve, it would definitely be broken bones and tendons. But would Kara let such sleeves and robe hit him in such contempt? The answer is no.

bite!

With a light sound, a faint wave spread out. A dazzling sword energy instantly broke through the sleeves of the Night Demon Emperor, and a red light wrapped around the nervous Kara, which was carrying him several feet away.

A faint figure appeared in front of Ye Dongsheng, with a little solemn look on his face, but Qiu Tian, ​​who had lost in the world of swaying. At this time, he appeared here.

Like Qiu Tian and Kara, they both came from the Shura clan, but they said that they had a little bit of a relationship between master and disciple. Moreover, the conflict between Qiu Tian and Ye Dongsheng was not a little bit, but at this time they took action to save Kara, which clearly wanted to protect their shortcomings.

"It's you!"

His face changed slightly, Ye Dongsheng looked at Qiu Tian near him, and his eyes showed a little incredible look. However, he saw clearly that the sword energy that had just broken his sleeves was actually emitted from a sword sheath, which made Ye Dongsheng feel palpitations.

"It turned out to be Yuan Tu Jian. You are so brave. You dare to use the sacred relics of the Blood Sea Palace without any voluntary action."

He asked and scolded him, but Ye Dongsheng did not make any moves, because he thought that the Yuantu Jian should have been guarded by the group of old monsters with the highest cultivation level in the sect in the secret area of ​​the Blood Sea Palace.

All those who are qualified to see are the saints of all dynasties, but the only ones that can be used are the saints of the Blood Sea Palace of all dynasties. Qiu Tian was able to lend the Yuantu sword, which may have a huge relationship with the immortality of the Shura clan in the Blood Sea Palace.

"hey-hey!"

Seeing this scene, Qiu Tian grinned slightly, sweeping away the haze of the previous failure, but he saw the fear in Ye Dongsheng's eyes. The two of them had been hostile for thousands of years, but they knew each other well. How could Qiu Tian not seize the opportunity to humiliate Ye Dongsheng?

Although the real Yuantu sword has been confiscated by the Tianhai City Hai Wuji, the sword sheath is still in Qiu Tian's hands. The sword sheath is also made of immortal gold. It is a first-class immortal weapon, specially designed to bloom and warm the evil sword.

For billions of years, he has been tempered by the fierce sword, so the sword sheath alone can emit chaotic sword energy, carrying a trace of the aura of Yuantu sword. No wonder Ye Dongsheng, who is familiar with Yuantu sword, mistakenly regarded as a treasure by Ye Dongsheng, who is familiar with Yuantu sword.

"Since you know it's Yuan Tu Jian, why don't you retreat?"

Grinning, Qiu Tian looked at Ye Dongsheng, and flowers were almost blooming on his face. His smile became brighter and brighter. He even said with a little teasing voice: "You are the people from the Blood Sea Palace, but you know that Jianyuan Tu Jian is like seeing the Saint Lord. Although you are the master of the Saint Lord in the contemporary Saint Lord, you are still insurmountable!"

"you!"

His face changed drastically, Ye Dongsheng almost vomited blood, his face was full of shock and anger, but he felt a depressed aura piled up in his chest, and he couldn't relieve it for a while.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Ye Dongsheng's expression, Qiu Tian burst into laughter, and then his expression gradually became colder. With a wave of his hand, he took him towards Li Tian and Kong Tianyu. Qiu Tian saw the previous dispute between Jielu and Ye Dongsheng, and in addition, Li Tian's reputation has been at its peak in the past three years.

Even the old antiques that have been hidden in the world for many years, Qiu Tian also knew that Li Tian was of extraordinary origin. He was also suspected to be the key figure who opened the seal of Lihentian. Of course, the most important thing is that Li Tian was quite hostile to the Shura clan.

when!

As the bell rang, a white figure appeared in front of Li Tian, ​​but it was a very handsome little monk, the guardian of the Nalanda Temple in the Posa World, Fahai Dizang.

I saw a huge golden bronze bell phantom appearing in the void, just taking Qiu Tian's huge palm, and even shaking him several steps.

"It's you!"

His face was shocked, but Qiu Tian's pupils shrank slightly and he exclaimed. He looked at Fahai.

"Namo Amitabha!"

When Fahai heard this, his expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Qiu Tian nearby, waved his hand, broke the restrictions on Li Tian and the others, and then turned toward the void in the distance and said lightly: "Senior, why don't you show up and see me?"

"you!"

Seeing Fahai ignored him like this, Qiu Tian's expression changed drastically, and he was about to take action. He found a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him and turned his back to him.

It turned out to be an old man in a gray cloth shirt, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. His back was slightly bent and looked a little old. He thought he was an old man from the mortal world at a glance.

"Old, ancestor!"

With a scream of exclamation, Qiu Tian's expression changed a few times. His right hand, which had already stretched out, was withdrawn. His eyes were slightly dodged, and he seemed to want to escape from this place.

"Bring it!"

A light shout came from the mouth of the old man who suddenly appeared. It exploded in Qiu Tian's ears like a muffled thunder, which made his eardrums hurt, but the old man poked his right hand towards Qiu Tian.

"yes!"

Seeing this, Qiu Tian did not dare to disobey. He hurriedly handed out the sword in his hand with both hands, with a respectful expression.

"snort!"

With a snorkeling, the old man grabbed the long sword, but threw it directly on the ground without caring, and shouted, "Where is the sword?"

"sword……"

Qiu Tian, ​​who was originally trembling, knelt down with a "thump" and then kowtowed one after another like pounding garlic, but said in a vague way: "Qiu Tian deserves to die, he lost the Zhibao Yuanshu!"

"Why!"

After hearing Qiu Tian's words, the old man suddenly showed a hint of sigh in his eyes. He shook his head, feeling quite regretful that he was not strong enough. He sighed a long time, then stopped looking at Qiu Tian, ​​and turned to look at Li Tian nearby.

"senior!"

Seeing the old man like this, Fahai's expression changed drastically, but he did not dare to stop him at all. When he reached the level of Fahai, he knew how terrifying the old man's cultivation was. If he was really crazy, Lihentian would probably be destroyed.

"Is this the human teenager who messed up Li Hentian's chaos?"

There was a look of surprise on his face and no murderous intent. The old man looked at Li Tian carefully and showed a thoughtful look, which made Fahai slightly relieved.

Li Tian, ​​who was stared at by the old man, dared not let out his anger. He didn't even dare to move his toes. He only felt his scalp numb. It seemed as if he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast. Although the old man's aura was introverted, the natural Taoist rhyme naturally emitted from his body was too terrible.

"Hehe, Vishnu, you old thing is not dead yet?"

At this moment, a sharp smile came, and a red divine light shot into the sky above the sky. An old figure appeared nearby, and an extremely old man, so old that Li Tian would suspect that it was almost destroyed.

The wrinkled skin was tightly pressed against the dry bones like air-dried orange peel. In a pair of hollow eye sockets, two waxy eyeballs emitted a cold breath.

"You old ghost is not dead yet, how could I die first?"

After hearing what the person came, Vishnu's expression remained unchanged and he snorted coldly.

"Oh! I didn't expect to meet a few old friends, which is really gratifying!"

Another chuckle came, and several powerful auras suddenly approached. Several figures appeared quietly in the field, causing Fahai's face to change... (To be continued...)

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