Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Two wars, one defeat and one tie.

The face of the Saint Mark Temple was lost.

Murong Chen and others never dared to say anything again.

"This battle, I am coming!"

Obviously, the Saint Rune Temple needs victory.

Failure embarrassed them.

It also embarrassed Dongguo Protoss.

One person stepped out, and a spear shot straight into the sky behind his back.

People with weapons and spirits are either too weak or too strong.

This person's sharp air can pierce through the sky.

Obviously a strong weapon.

He also holds a spear in his hand.

With the spear Wuhun, murderous spirit.

"My spear penetrates everything!"

The spear in the hand of this person pointed to the opposite side: "Who will die in this battle!"

"Hehe, to die, you can't help but look down on yourself too much!"

The one who stepped onto the ring was the wine demon fairy.

"The Saint Mark Temple, do you really think that there is only the Saint Mark Temple in the world?

Your vision is really narrow!"

Wine Demon Immortal is now the patriarch of the Faxiang Protoss.

The original talent was extremely strong, absolutely not losing to Shang Zun, Xuanyuan Mie and his like.

If placed in the kingdom of life, he is the titled king.

Later the memory recovered.

The cultivation base also resumed.

Naturally much faster than the average person.

Today's cultivation base is already the peak of the eleventh god realm king level.

Even if it was Dong Guo Qingcheng, it might not be his opponent.

The person in front of him was obviously much weaker than Dong Guo Qingcheng.

Jiu Moxian took the wine gourd and stood there, dismissing the Saint Mark Temple.

"Dare to humiliate the Temple of Saint Mark, you are almost looking for death!"

The gunman's spear suddenly stabbed out.

His gun seemed to blend with the might of the world.

When it was pierced out, the surrounding space was deformed.

The power is really powerful.

"The frog at the bottom of the well! Lost!"

Behind the wine demon fairy appeared the wheel of Faxiang.

This is his real martial soul.

Different from Ling Xiao's Faxiang Shenlun, he belongs to the authentic martial spirit.

Ling Xiao's evolved from a magic weapon, perhaps even stronger than the authentic.

In the void, a series of terrifying formations emerged.

The man with the gun suddenly couldn't move.

He looked at the Brew Demon Immortal in horror.

As if for the first time to realize the terrible of the other party.

His face became extremely ugly.

"broken!"

At this moment, Dong Guo Qingcheng suddenly shot.

The violent force swept the ring.

The formation was broken, and she slammed into the wine demon fairy with a palm.

Wine Demon Fairy was now focusing on dealing with the enemy, who would have thought that Dong Guo Qingcheng would make such a shameless shot.

For a while, he was knocked out of the ring.

Although there was no injury.

But he was very aggrieved.

"The Saint Rune Temple, turned out to be such a group of shameless people."

"Dongguo Protoss, even more ridiculous!"

"In this battle, that person has been unable to move. Should we have won it?"

Dong Guo Qingcheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "You have won, but what?"

That's just two wins.

There are still two wars.

Don't waste time, the remaining two of you, let's play together.

I am too lazy to deal with them one by one."

"Afraid, your mother, this kind of stuff can be considered a genius in the Saint Mark Temple?

It's a joke.

The Saint Mark Temple is also a joke!"

Jiu Moxian said with disdain.

"Your Excellency's words are overwhelming."

Murong Chen frowned.

"Insult my Saint Mark Temple, this shouldn't be."

Wen Chengmu also coldly said.

"What did I say? What qualifications do you two babes have to make irresponsible remarks here?"

The wine demon fairy's eyes were cold: "You three trash together, see if I can blink!"

"kill!"

Murong Chen, Wen Chengmu, and Wen Chengzong really joined forces to kill Jiu Moxian.

Jiu Devil smiled contemptuously.

Take a sip of wine directly.

Then spit out.

The rich wine is in the air,

The three of them flew out like three kites with broken wires.

All fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Hehe, it's a waste, I can squirt you to death with a sip of wine!"

Jiu Moxian was attacked by Dong Guo Qingcheng, which was really upsetting.

Therefore, I was very rude to Murongchen and the three: "Together, you three are not as tough as a woman.

Waste, scum!"

The people of Murong Protoss looked at this powerful wine demon fairy, their eyes were almost staring.

The first genius in their minds.

Plus the brothers Wen Chengmu and Wen Chengzong.

He was defeated by one move.

This apprentice of Ji Xingzhou is really terrifying.

Each one is impressive.

Fortunately, Murong Chen humiliated Ling Xiao in public.

Really want to die.

Fortunately, Ling Xiao didn't bother to care about this little thing with him, otherwise it is estimated that he has become a corpse now.

"Do you fight or not?"

Dong Guo Qingcheng's voice rang again.

"To fight or not to fight? Do you have the right to ask? You have been disqualified for breaking the rules without authorization.

The Dongguo Protoss has been defeated, and their main mineral vein is under our control."

Jiu Moxian sneered.

"Rules? There are no rules in my eyes!

Strong is strong, weak is weak.

What shit rules.

I'm not afraid to tell you that in today's battle, you will have to fight, and you will have to fight if you don't."

Dong Guo Qingcheng said coldly.

"What if you lose?"

Ling Xiao asked coldly suddenly.

"Lost? Do you think I will lose?"

Dong Guo Qingcheng laughed loudly.

No warrior under the Eleven God Realm dared to question her like this.

He is the invincible king of the Eleven God Realm.

That is, the Eleven God Realm, no one can rival.

Who can defeat her?

"You don't think you can really win if you win two games?

Say something you might not believe.

Together, we are not the opponents of Senior Sister Qingcheng.

Do you still want to beat her?

What a joke!"

"Are you kidding?"

Dugujian said with disdain: "Before the war, you seem to have said that we are not worthy of your opponent.

What is your record now?

Three wars, two losses and one draw!

Ha ha, really a glorious record.

Others have been beaten in the face, at least they know how to constrain.

And you guys are really thick-skinned."

"Speaking of being funny, where are the people of the Saint Rune Temple funny?

After losing so much that he had to play against the rules, he even dared to continue to speak out."

Jiu Moxian laughed.

Murderous aura permeated the void.

This battle is from the confrontation of the four major forces.

Evolved into a duel between the Saint Mark Temple and the Tyrant Empire.

This is the first battle of the Tyrant Empire after entering the eternal kingdom of God.

However, the enemy is too weak.

"So much nonsense, to fight or not to fight?"

Dong Guo Qingcheng said coldly.

"War, of course, we must fight. I want to see how shameless the people in the Saint Mark Temple can be."

Ling Xiao smiled slightly and stepped onto the ring: "But for you, I am alone.

Moreover, three tricks are enough.

You will see that the vastness of this world is not just a frog at the bottom of a well."

Everyone's eyes focused on Ling Xiao's body.

A warrior who is a tenth level realm king.

Even the cultivation base of the high-level gods has not reached it.

Why is there such confidence?