Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

at first.

He spent several hours trying to thoroughly study and comprehend the way of fighting immortals.

But this road full of fights is destined not to be mastered by sitting and meditating.

Even if he has the top golden fate in terms of enhancing comprehension, he still gains very little.

It can be said that a lot of time wasted.

But fortunately, Su Xunge came to his senses quickly, and if he failed to fight the immortal, then he re-studied the Void, Yongye, and True Dragon Sovereign Dao.

At this time, his power of law has even reached the level of a saint.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as he survives the thunder tribulation, he may even have a chance to ascend to the sky in one step, cross the entire realm of power, and challenge the cultivation of a saint.

And this kind of improvement, manifested in his vision of the sea of ​​qi, is this unprecedented monstrous wave of magic.

One seat after another, representing the power of Yongye, is a terrifying attack of demonic nature. As long as it is eroded by his vision of the sea of ​​​​qi, it will be as short as an instant, and as long as [-] hour or [-] quarters.

No matter what kind of life it is, it will fall into the dark and eternal night.

And the void power mixed in it, and the domineering imperial aura, are more like a violent storm accompanied by thunder, suppressing the world for him, making it impossible for his opponent to escape.

"How is it possible, how could he have such a strong power, didn't he rely on the emperor's soldiers to kill Long Wen and them!"

As if being locked by a powerful ancient god, Long Zhi trembled subconsciously and felt weak, unable to generate any strength to escape.

Shock and fear spread throughout her body and mind.

It made her want to scream out.

"Help me. Help me!"

The trembling voice, accompanied by her touching red lips, sent out the idea of ​​asking for help to a dozen saint friends behind her.

But Longzhi still couldn't break free from this terrifying ocean of devilish energy. These saints who were forced to act because of favors, would not be willing to take this risk.

"Fellow Daoist Longzhi, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that you and I have agreed before that I'm only responsible for keeping an eye on the extreme emperor's soldiers, and now that the emperor's soldiers haven't come out, we must stick to our defenses."

"Yes, sister Longzhi, you are just a junior Wu Zun, you are a saint, how can you be so unbearable!"

All the sages were hesitant to shirk their excuses, and even thought of excuses perfectly, which made Long Zhi's chest feel a rush of blood.

"You, you bastards!" Long Zhi was breathing heavily, and thousands of blood-red hairs stood on end like a waterfall. If it wasn't for being firmly pinned by the devil energy, he might have turned against his friends on the spot.

Before you came here, you all swore to each other, but now it's really time for you to make a move, why are you all shrinking back.

"I can't help it, relying on others is worse than relying on myself!"

Delicate dragon scales rolled out of Long Zhi's glamorous face, and the blood light flickered among them.

next moment.

A small bloody knife was spat out from her mouth.

The knife is only half an inch long, but it looks like it was fished out of a pool of blood, full of killing breath.

Following Long Zhi's control, the blade trembled slightly.

boom!
Immediately.

A series of sharp blood-colored blade lights spread towards the sky and the earth like ripples on the water surface.

"This power? It's a great holy weapon!" A saint's pupils narrowed, staring at the bloody knife, his face paled in shock: "Longzhi actually invited out the background of Huanlongshan!"

Saint soldiers handed down from generation to generation, in Xiaonantian, represent a certain family whose ancestors once produced saints, and are synonymous with Xiaonantian's upper-class nobles.

Even if this family has been in decline for a while, as long as there are holy soldiers sitting in the town and exerting the power of saints for a short time, it will not decline for too long.

And the Great Sacred Artifact is the real support for the longevity of the top ethnic groups in Xiaonantian like Huanlongshan, Xuanwushan and Luolinshan.

Long Zhi invited out the great sacred artifact, which meant that she bet on the future of Huanlongshan.

"That human race called Motian is in trouble!"

The great sage is synonymous with inviolability, and it is the realm that is only one step away from being named "Emperor".

It can be said that Longzhi spent a lot of money in order to deal with Su Xunge.

"Little bastard, let me see what skills you have!" Shouting all over, Long Zhi's distorted face became crazy, and the tyrannical great sacred artifact's divine power ripple fixed the Heaven and Earth Avenue, breaking her out of Su Xun Ge Qi Hai Yi elephant control.

The body suddenly relaxed, shaking quickly accompanied by a strange rhythm.

Long Zhi became angry, and wanted to use the blood dragon clan's treasure technique to kill Su Xunge completely.

The entire Tianmen Mountain seemed to be boiling, turning into a churning pool of blood, with countless dragon shadows circling in the sky and on the ground.

"Ow~"

The majestic dragon chant came out of Long Zhi's mouth, which shocked thousands of miles without fading.

A giant dragon with towering horns slowly pulled out from her back.

"This is the Dragon's Back Sacred Weapon that I have cultivated for thousands of years. It is forged from the sacred iron of the Great Sage level. You will not die unjustly!"

With a loud shout, Long Zhi flew out like a swift lightning bolt, and the Longji Long Sword broke through the obstacles of demonic energy in her hands, like a twilight in the morning light in the chaos, extremely dazzling.

"As long as the emperor's soldiers don't come out, I can definitely kill him!" Long Zhi screamed in his heart, and the sound transmission made more than ten friends behind him stand by, ready to intercept the emperor's soldiers.

however.

Just when she thought she had the chance to win.

Su Xunge smiled.

Contemptuous as nothing, he smiled disdainfully at Long Zhi.

"I thought you could do anything, it's really barbaric to take out your own spine as a weapon!"

Long Zhi's eyes showed a fierce look: "Little bastard dares to be arrogant, today I will let you know that the Dragon Clan should not be insulted!"

The dragon's spine blood sword is unparalleled in sharpness, and the aura of the law of the great way circulates, causing the void to begin to crack.

The blood is so bright that there is nothing to look down upon.

Surrounded by other monster saints who are also demon saints, they couldn't help being terrified.

"Longzhi is crazy!"

"If it were me, I might not be able to block this sword!"

The monks present were stunned. It was absurd for a saint to use all means to kill a warrior.

"What secret is this human monk hiding that is worth such a big move by the Huanlongshan family?"

"Can he stop it? Can he stop the blow of the saint who exhausted his blood?"

The demonic energy that overwhelmed the world before was still fresh in their memory.

now.

Everyone was curious whether Motian could create miracles.

The smile on the corners of Su Xunge's mouth did not diminish, but there was a strange trace of pity in the depths of his eyes.

"A dignified saint, to be forced to this point, I really did a bit too much."

A chuckle.

He moved.

Under the eyes of everyone, while everyone was guessing, a burst of blue smoke and dust exploded, and Su Xunge disappeared in place.