Villain: I really didn't want Master to be pregnant!

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Confront a quasi-emperor.

And still in each other's small world.

The pressure Chuxiu faced was as if being crushed by a world.

The floor under his feet was cracked inch by inch, and his bones creaked.

Golden blood beads overflowed from the pores.

: "Human Holy Physique, do you really think that this old man dare not kill you?"

The ancestor of Dieshan had a flat expression, his dark and vicissitudes eyes, without any emotional fluctuations.

In her eyes, Chu Xiu was a relatively outstanding young man.

What about high talent and strong strength?

After all, he is nothing more than a holy king.

The gap between the holy king and the quasi-emperor.

It's like cloud mud.

What is the quasi-di?

With the integration of one's own great way and the way of heaven, and the magical tree of the Taoist palace turned into a small world, who can use the power of the world, he is the quasi-emperor.

Reaching the quasi-emperor realm, monks already have part of the ability to exercise the authority of heaven.

Therefore, the quasi-di was revered as the supreme.

This kind of existence, only the same level can fight against it.

No matter how many holy kings there are, it is not enough for a quasi-emperor to kill.

Of course, freaks like Chu Xiu and Su Wanqiu are not included in this list.

:"kill me?"

Chu Xiu, whose face was covered in blood, had a ferocious smile on his face.

: "Old Clapper, don't you think you can really do it?"

The ancestor of Dieshan narrowed his dark eyes gradually, his murderous intent came out vigorously, and he stretched out his right hand to pat Chu Xiu.

As a woman, known as the old clapper, she was angry, and he wanted to teach this young man to be good.

Let him experience for himself the huge gap between the holy king and the quasi-emperor.

Chu Xiu was covered in golden flames, his black robe was hunting, and his eyes were shining with golden fairy light, like a god and Buddha descending into the world, bearing the pressure of the whole world, his waist was still straight.Facing Emperor Zhun's attack, his head was held high, there was no fear in his eyes, his lips opened and closed, and he uttered a word, "Heaven—"

The word "heaven" was uttered, and the world was silent.

Everything in the small world pauses.

Clouds floating in the sky, small animals running on the grassy plain, and spirit birds soaring in the sky.

The sparkling lake, the swaying green bamboos, the leaves falling in mid-air, everything is still.

At this moment, Chu Xiu's whole figure turned into a peerless sword that was about to be unsheathed.

A domineering sword intent, as if capable of overturning the universe, soared into the sky.

The pupils of the Dieshan Patriarch suddenly shrank to the size of a needle eye, his whole body was icy cold, and an intense life-and-death crisis emerged in his heart.

I will die,

I will definitely die.

That is a kind of intuition unique to the strong, and there is no reason at all.

Patriarch Dieshan stopped moving.

Originally, the ancient well had no waves, and his eyes seemed to be indifferent to everything in the world, but now they kept trembling and became extremely shocked.

She stared at the young man in front of her, with an unsteady look on her face.

I find it extremely absurd and unbelievable.

how can that be.

What exactly did Chuxiu do?

One must know that she, the Dieshan ancestor, is the quasi-emperor supreme. If the emperor does not come out, she is the absolute peak existence in this world.

What is Chuxiu?

She was just a holy king, no matter how talented she was, in her eyes, she was still a small character like an ant.

How could he treat himself with such a strong sense of crisis.

how could it be possible!

The corner of Chu Xiu's mouth raised, and he spit out the second word, "Emperor—"

boom -

The small world trembled violently.

This time, it was many times stronger than when the Dieshan Patriarch was angry.

Forming the sublime supreme sword intent, splitting the sky of the small world...

Manifested over Butterfly Mountain.

Countless monks felt their scalps go numb, and there was a sense of horror that the world was about to fall.

Someone looked up, and vaguely saw a sword appearing in the nine heavens.

It is huge and spans thousands of miles.

Like an emperor, overlooking the world and all things, carrying out the prehistoric universe.

The body of the sword is transparent and vaguely visible, and on the black hilt, which is more magnificent than the mountains, there is a vivid black dragon engraved on it.

The black dragon circled and leaped, breathed out the brilliance of the sun and the moon, roared to the sky, and let out a dragon chant that shook through the ages.

:"what is that...."

There was a great saint trembling and prostrate on the ground.

Many little saints who looked directly at the Excalibur couldn't bear the pressure of the sword, their eyes burst, and two lines of blood slid down their cheeks.

The monks under Xiaosheng were even worse, they didn't even have the qualification to look up at the sword.

Even the holy king was intimidated by the supreme sword intent, and lowered his proud head.

fear! !

Peerless terror...

If the sword hanging above the nine heavens falls, no one can predict what will happen.

The entire Butterfly Mountain will probably be erased from the demonic territory.

Do not--

Andie trembled and murmured to herself: "If this sword falls, the area covered by the sword will turn into nothingness."

: "No one can survive, including the Holy King..."

:"In the end what happened."

In the main hall of the mountain master.

Die Qingge stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, "What a powerful sword."

: "Emperor Zhun may not be able to take over."

Wudie's delicate body trembled like chaff, bit her lips, and reminded: "Shanzhu, something happened in the ancestor's small world."

"Yeah—" Die Qingge nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, "I can feel that this sword was cast by my husband."

: "The old guy must have made him angry."

: "It's also good, lest she always put on that disgusting posture of being superior and not looking down on anyone."

: 'Ah this...'

Wu Die was speechless, "If this continues, we may all die."

"Let's go, I'll go and have a look..."

Die Qingge's whole body turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared at the entrance of the main hall.

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In the small world of the quasi-emperor.

Patriarch Dieshan turned pale.

It is difficult for Chu Xiu himself to predict how terrifying the Heavenly Emperor Sword, which has been kept for 10 years, is about to be unsheathed.

However, he guessed that killing a quasi-emperor should not be difficult.

Now, seeing the performance of the Dieshan Patriarch confirmed this point.

Locked by the sword intent of the Heavenly Emperor Sword, the ancestor of Dieshan fell into an ice cave, and had the illusion that he would be killed in the next moment.

If the Heavenly Emperor Sword was compared to a super.nuclear..bomb, then Chu Xiu is the one who holds the switch.

He only needs to press lightly, and everything in front of him will turn into nothingness.

Including this small world, as well as the ancestor of Dieshan, the quasi-emperor supreme.

:"stop....."

The ancestor of Dieshan finally couldn't bear the pressure and spoke eagerly.

She was scared, really scared.

The young man in front of him was really terrifying.

If you don't agree with her, you have to fight her hard.

Madman, this madman! !

The Patriarch Dieshan still doesn't know what trump card Chu Xiu used. It was so terrifying that she felt powerless and hopeless.

Chu Xiu looked at Patriarch Dieshan calmly, and he only needed to spit out the word "sword" again.

The Heavenly Emperor Sword will be completely unsheathed.

By then, there will be no scum left of this old clapper.

: "Young man, you and I have no vengeance between life and death. It is not worthwhile to use such a trump card to kill me."

Patriarch Dieshan forcibly calmed down.

: "I don't like the title young man." Chu Xiu said lightly.

The corners of Dieshan Patriarch's eyes twitched, and she could hear the disdain in Chu Xiu's tone, but she didn't dare to say anything harsh, so she put down her airs of being the supreme emperor, nodded and said, "I see."

:"what happened?"

A familiar voice came from afar.

Die Qingge's beautiful shadow landed beside Chu Xiu.

: "Husband, who made you angry?"

She cast a sideways glance at Patriarch Dieshan.

Chu Xiu turned his head to the side, expressionless, and looked at her, "You came just in time."

: "Tell this old clapper, is it me who licks my face and upsells you, or you who stick to me."

Die Qingge covered her mouth and smiled lightly, a pair of peach blossoms were shining brightly and kindly, "Of course it's a concubine who is falling in love with her husband."

Chu Xiu sneered, and turned to Patriarch Dieshan with deep and dark eyes, "Did you hear that, old clapper?"

: "It's you Dieshan who rushed to post the deity."

: "Why do you put on that lofty posture in front of me?"

: "Why do you come and go when you call me?"

: "Ah, tell this deity, why are you?"

: "The Emperor Zhun is amazing? Do you believe it or not, I will kill you with a sword right now!"

Patriarch Dieshan's eyes twitched at the scolding of the old clapper, and the anger rose in her heart, but she still wanted to suppress it forcibly. Such aggrieved, made her, the quasi-emperor, almost vomit blood.

"Handsome and beautiful, I saw that it has been added to the bookshelf!"

"The weather is getting colder, and Chinese New Year is coming soon. Everyone, please keep warm and avoid the sun."