Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

"The Spirit of the White Tiger! Xingtian Demon God is finally going to be resurrected. From now on, I will be the master of Xingtian, the new king of the world, hahahaha!"

Yao Tian's **** face was hideous and he looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter echoed in the White Tiger Temple, full of endless madness.

It seems that this world has fallen into his palm, as long as he wants to, he can cover the sky with one hand!

After a burst of frantic laughter, Yao Tian gradually calmed down the joy in his heart. He lifted his palm in the air, and a spiritual wind blew by. The white tiger spirit suspended above the stone tablet flew directly towards his palm.

However, it was at this time that the five gusts of wind suddenly shot from a distance, taking advantage of Yao Tian's moment of relaxation, and grabbed the spirit of the white tiger in his hand.

The last treasure that was available was taken away by others. After seeing the bald man in the center of the other party, Yao Tian became completely angry: "The bereaved dogs of the Heroes’ Guild, how dare you come to stop I!"

Holding the spirit of the white tiger in his hand, he raised his eyes indifferently and indifferently, a strong wave of spiritual power swept the whole hall in an instant.

"Seven-star heavenly realm, your strength has been promoted again?!"

Seeing Wuxin's horrible spiritual power fluctuations, Yao Tian couldn't help his eyelids twitch.

"Ah~ I was promoted a long time ago."

Unintentionally, he sent the White Tiger Spirit into You Shu's palm, and immediately raised his cold eyes slightly, slowly releasing the cloak on his body, and his strong body outlined a white jersey in a good shape.

Just when Wuxin showed his fighting spirit, You Shu also took Lu Xi, Ye Suo, and Ba Ba back to the side.

Upon seeing this, Yao Tian was slightly startled: "Wuxin, do you want to fight alone with me?"

After touching his fists, Wuxin smiled faintly: "Why, can't it?"

"Oh~ OK, it seems that the old man is really underestimated by you juniors..."

Yao Tian was so angry that he laughed, his palms lifted, and a **** wave of blood rose from his feet in an instant.

The blood formed a red storm, faintly filled with a pungent smell.

Although Yaotian's realm is one star higher than Wuxin, but You Shu and the others sneered at it without any tension.

On the contrary, they all responded with an attitude of watching the show, with arms around their chests, not intervening.

Seeing that they were so arrogant, Yao Tian was fierce in the scarlet storm, his handprint moved, and a blood-red palmprint flew directly at Wuxin.

The palms of blood condensed by the blood galloped all the way, tearing open a pitch-black crack in the space along the way.

Yaotian's strength is the eight-star heavenly realm, and it is still not far from the star realm, so when he uses his spiritual skills at his full strength, he can easily tear the void.

In the face of the scarlet blood mark coming on his face, the unintentional face didn't change his face, he just clenched the right fist that was tumbling, and then acted strangely and blasted out.

boom!

There was a loud noise in the White Tiger Temple, and the seemingly terrifying blood mark, under the unintentional punch, directly exploded into the sky of blood fog. At the same time, Yao Tian made a miserable cry and flew out directly.

Fly out of the White Tiger Temple, and finally hit the stone pillars in the square. The stone pillars burst, and Yao Tian fell to the ground like soft mud, splashing blood.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Kneeling on the ground, he coughed violently twice, and when he raised Yaotian's eyes, the unintentional figure had already appeared in front of him.

"you……!"

Finally, he was able to fight against Wuxin, the legendary boxing god. Until now, Yao Tian has deeply realized how terrifying Wuxin's strength is!

"But it's one star higher than me, what are you proud of?"

Wuxin's face was cold, and suddenly he punched again.

Bang!

This punch hit Yao Tian's **** face fiercely. The terrifying force actually blasted his profile into a groove, accompanied by Yao Tian's eyes protruding sharply, followed by a miserable howl. sky.

Yao Tian's horrible howl sounded like thunder, and the people who were fighting under the mountain couldn't help but trembled.

Falling in a pool of blood, Yao Tian, ​​who even fisted Zhong Wuxin, had blurred his vision.

He struggled to get up, but his neck was broken and he could not move.

The domain master of the dignified blood realm was defeated by the hero's guild's unintentional, understatement. If such a scene fell into the eyes of the world, I don't know how many people would be amazed.

In the blurred vision, the White Tiger Temple in the distance was faintly distorted, Yao Tian shed a line of blood and tears in despair and unwillingness, his eyes fixed on Wuxin, revealing endless hatred from the heart.

"Yaotian will not die, the blood domain will not die, sorry, your blood domain will die."

Wuxin lowered his eyes and smiled coldly, and the clenched fist once again radiated dazzling aura.

Close at hand, after Yao Tian calmed down, he finally saw Wuxin's glove, and when Wuxin gathered his spiritual power into the heart of his fist, the glove would emit a strong light.

"It turns out that I lost to this artifact..."

When he was about to die, Yao Tian let out a desperate chuckle, and slowly closed his eyes.

boom! !

The third punch made the entire holy mountain tremble violently.

The blood mist in the sky gradually dissipated, and such a scene had already announced Yao Tian's death.

At this moment, the **** army, who was more than half dead and wounded, was completely desperate, threw his helmet and armor, and fled in a hurry.

"Don't chase the poor!"

Wuxin screamed, making the sanctuary disciples who were trying to catch up to be stunned.

Under the leadership of the elders, those people returned to the holy mountain, looking at the five people before the main hall, all shocked.

Who could have imagined that the last guardian of the sanctuary was actually the five survivors in the Heroes Guild.

Slowly lifted the spirit of the white tiger into the hands of a white-clothed elder. He turned around unintentionally and gave his companions a thumbs up.

"Hero! Never absent! World punish evil! Must die!"

The five people raised their fists in the air and drank in unison, the soul of the hero resounded through the sky, and the crowd of thousands of people in the sanctuary was stunned.

Although the hero guild has been destroyed, the soul of heroes is still continuing!

Looking at the bald back, the old man holding the spirit of the white tiger, hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, please stay!"

After a pause, Wuxin did not look back: "Is there anything else?"

"Uh... a few young heroes can come to rescue me at the critical moment of my sanctuary, I am grateful to the sanctuary, it is better to wait for the elder to return, we will solemnly send you down the mountain, and express our gratitude.

"No, hero, never leave a name."

He stepped on the soles of his unintentional feet, and his figure suddenly lifted off.

However, he had just flew a short distance away, and the space behind him was suddenly torn open with a black mark.

A series of extremely huge auras suddenly appeared, shocked and the others turned around quickly.

In that space torn, a woman in a light green dress stood proudly. Behind her, Jing Haichuan, Jing Haiqing, Hua Dounan, and Xiao Huan all exuded horrible spiritual power that made people palpitating!

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