A bang sounded.

At this moment, Chen Yimo's chest collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing his veil red.

"roll!"

But after all, it was the Great Perfection of the Emperor, and Chen Yimo reacted very quickly, and his sword instantly slashed towards the Iron Fist.

The clanging sound is endless.

This sword did not shatter the iron fist, but instead fell deeply into the iron fist.

At this time, the iron fist followed the trend and firmly fixed the ancient sword.

"Iron King Tie Chongshan!"

Chen Yimo shouted at this time: "You are here to get involved, do you want to die?"

"Hehe..." The void swung slightly, hundreds of feet away, a bald man sat on a rock on the top of a mountain, looking at the place.

The bald man, with empty hands, smiled and said, "I'm a little late. I think the Holy Lord of Tiangang will not be angry, right?"

Iron King Tie Chongshan! The peak powerhouse who appeared in the Nine Yuan Realm.

At this moment, his fists seemed to be cut off, leaving his body and appeared in front of Chen Yimo, firmly clamping the ancient sword in Chen Yimo's hand.

When the Holy Lord of Tiangang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this person appear.

If he doesn't come again, he will be killed by Chen Yimo like Mo Wenfeng.

Chen Yimo looked cold at this time.

What should appear will appear.

But, this will not be the end.

"roll!"

Chen Yimo drank it and the dragon of the sky fire under his feet exploded instantly, and a fire chain rushed straight to the pair of iron fists.

At this time, the Iron King was not careless. When he instantly clasped the ancient sword with his hands, he dispersed thousands of iron fists and hit Chen Yimo directly.

At this moment, Chen Yimo had to use the ancient Tianyan Cauldron to block the iron fists.

The Holy Lord of Tiangang, Pei Mantian, and Wan Qianxin, seized the opportunity at this moment, escaped from far away, and left Chen Yimo.

Iron King Tie Chongshan! This is a strong man who is so powerful that many warriors in Shangyuan Tianwen do not know its depth.

As early as tens of thousands of years ago, the older generation of figures such as the Iron King were said to have transcended the extreme realm.

Some people even say that these people have reached the state of transcending mortals and turning into immortals.

At this time, the Iron King appeared, and the explosion of his fists was extremely powerful, almost distorting the space, which forced Chen Yimo to deal with it with all his strength.

Thousands of iron fists hit the ancient tripod, causing Chen Yimo's body to tremble continuously.

"I am worthy of being a disciple of the Nine Yuan Dan Emperor. My alchemy skills are good and my strength is not bad."

The Iron King laughed and said, "Then try my heart-eating punch!"

The Iron King laughed and suddenly pulled his fists back, returning to his arms, standing in a distance from Chen Yimo.

When he arrived, his fists were clenched, and iron patterns appeared on the surface of his fists, layer after layer, covering the entire fist.

I saw him blowing out lightly, and the shadow of the fist was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, spreading continuously.

A terrifying roar broke out at this time.

Thousands of fist shadows came out overwhelmingly.

Chen Yimo stood with his sword, the dragon rushed out against the sea of ​​fists, and the ancient tripod stood above his head, spinning rapidly, stabilizing his body.

For a moment, the world was filled with the clanging sound of iron fists hitting the ancient tripod.

"It's interesting."

When the Iron King saw this scene, he said incredible.

Chen Yimo, not ordinary.

But... the Iron King laughed, his iron fist became more and more surging, with endless power.

In such a stalemate between the two, terrifying fluctuations swept across the world.

But at this moment.

Around Chen Yimo's body, four figures made of black iron appeared silently.

The four bodies, holding swords, swords, spears, approached Chen Yimo in an instant.

Puchi Puchi... The long sword, sword, spear, spear, spear, instantly penetrated Chen Yimo's body and crossed into Chen Yimo's body.

Blood ticks out.

A body appeared not far from the Iron King, and smiled and said, "No matter how powerful it is, it is only the Great Perfection of the Emperor."

He was a very thin figure, shriveled and shriveled person, and he felt a little scared when he saw it.

"Old man Tianzi!"

At this moment, many people recognize such a legendary figure.

During the Battle of the Nine Yuan Realm, many people heard about the appearance of the Iron King, the Old Man of Heavenly Corpse, and the Little Fairy of Hundred Flowers, but they have never seen it.

Only today can it be seen.

"The Four Ghost Puppet King, the proud corpse puppet of the old man Tianzi!"

"The four emperors are refined puppets."

At this time, many older generations of emperors and warriors at the peak of the perfect realm were shocked when they saw the four figures.

At this moment, the Four Ghost Puppet King pierced Chen Yimo's body through, fixed in the air, unable to move.

Blood flowed out along Chen Yimo's body.

His veil was shattered by the energy at this time, his mouth was covered with white teeth and blood, and his strange face looked extremely dismal.

"Mad!"

Chen Yimo opened his mouth, blood flowed out, cursing and said, "Everyone will attack..." "Yimo!"

On the other hand, when Su Wanyue saw this scene, her heart was almost broken and she wanted to escape, but how could Zhou Minggong, Yuan Zhengxiang and Zhan Yi give her a chance?

"Junior Brother Chen!"

"Senior Brother Chen!"

In the Wanming Formation of Locking the Sky and Prisoning the Earth, Li Xuandao, Ye Nanxuan and Li Xianyu changed their faces even more.

It was Chen Yimo who had the upper hand, and they closely watched Qin Chen breaking the fusion of hundreds of spiritual pillars, but suddenly, the style of painting changed.

Iron King! Old Man of Heaven! These two immortal things again.

At this moment, Qin Chen stood above the valley, blessed by the spiritual pillar, fighting against the ninety thousand-foot spiritual pillar under the compass of the sky.

His eyes turned and looked at Chen Yimo, wearing a white dress, moving with the wind, but his eyes gradually became deeper.

"Tie Chongshan, Tianzi!"

Qin Chen stood on the spiritual pillar, his voice was bright and calm.

"You two really want to die?"

Outside the formation, the Iron King and the Old Man of Heavenly Corpse looked at each other and both laughed.

"It is difficult to become an immortal, but it is difficult to become an immortal. It has only been over the years since we both moved from the Great Perfection of the Emperor to the Realm of the True Self. It is still a long way from the time of transcending the mortals and turning into immortals. Nine Yuan Dan Emperor, why don't you help us?"

The Iron King said openly at this time.

"Give you all?"

Qin Chen's eyes passed dozens of miles and said directly: "I know!"

At this moment, Qin Chen no longer paid attention to the two of them.

At this time, everything you say is false.

"Mo'er!"

Qin Chen shouted from the air.

"Master, I'm here."

Chen Yimo grinned and replied with a smile.

"Did you die?"

"If you don't let me die, I won't dare to die."

"Um!"

Qin Chen nodded and then said, "How about holding on to another cup of tea?"

At this time, Chen Yimo nodded reluctantly and laughed: "No problem."

Qin Chen looked up at the sky, and the huge reincarnation compass was spinning continuously, and the 99,999-foot spiritual pillar sprinkled the divine power all over the sky.

"Persevere another cup of tea and let them live and die!"
Chapter completed!