Master of Untold Daos

In front of Tianxiu City.

Too vain an army as a mountain lean against the city of Tianxiu, the Taiwanese Emperor is not really interested in participating in the Zero and Ming wars, but this does not prevent him from eating the land of the martial arts and demons.

Both armies, eating as many as you want, can weaken Yan.

The weakening of the Yan Nation is too fictitious to be strong.

There is no contradiction in your contention of the sun and the moon, in which We kill you invincible in the world.

Being able to remove Chen Zheng's arm is crucial to the current hypocrisy.

The whole world had become a battlefield before the emptiness of the army set foot in Acupuncture City.

Wufu stood at the head of the city and looked at the head of the Immortal King, Baxiong, Xiao Cold Moon.

“Shaw, have you gone out and disturbed the empty army and retreated? ”

Xiao Hanyue nodded: “Don't worry, Wu Wang, we have withdrawn back, but lost thousands of people on the way. ”

Wufu nodded and said: "It is no shame to lose thousands of people in front of too many voids. ”

Before the purple Taiwanese army, a vast sky flowered, revealing a palace like a crystal, the Taiwanese palace.

Too vain a flower can move with its own war fortress, and too vain a war fortress is this too vain temple.

Wufu glanced at him and smiled: “Even the Temple of Too Vain has moved here. It seems that too vain is really determined to eat me? ”

The crystal doors opened, through the palace, in the center of the palace, sitting on the imperial emperor, he was dressed in purple imperial robes, the ultimate in luxury.

He looked at Wufu with his whirlpool eyes and said: "You have been trapped in the Great Golden Immortal Realm for 80 years, not a Wufu I am familiar with. ”

Wufu looked at the Too Virtuous Emperor and did not speak.

The Taiwanese Emperor waved, then said: “In the First World War, you killed eight Ying Ling, and now I am too vain, there are twelve Ying Ling, I do not know that you may kill them all!? ”

The Emperor shook his head with a smile and said, "No, you can't. ”

Wufu looked at the Taiwanese Emperor and said, “What are you trying to say? ”

"" The eight daughters of the dead supreme coronation, "said the Emperor,“ and I, the living one, have only one sister. ”

Wufu frowned and the Emperor was still trying to subdue him.

But it didn't work. What his kung fu decided, nobody could change, “You deserve to be compared to the Supreme Uncoronated? ”

The Emperor was slightly angry, and he said, "I see you still don't want to, but I will let you. ”

The Emperor waved his hand, opening the twelve side doors of the Temple, and walked out of it a spirit in a purple robe, who flew down and landed straight on the city floor.

Old White Dragon looked at Wufu and said: "Wufu wait, I will fight them! ”

Baxiong, the Immortal King under Wufu, also stood up at this moment, “My lord, I can only look at your invincible figure in the battle of a thousand years ago, this battle, let us take over for you! ”

“Yes, in that case, the battle we fought a thousand years ago is not absent! ”

“Sir, we're going! ”

Eight fairy kings, leaping out of the city, rushed towards the twelve Ying Ling across the street, old Bai Long ancestors also rushed out. Before Tianxiu City, Wufu looked at the eight fairy kings under the city and drank heavily: “You all come back, you, at most, are the best of the princes, your opponents, Ying Ling! ”

But the Eight Fairy Kings did not turn back, they were absent a thousand years ago, but this time, they will not be absent.

A fairy king coughed up blood by a too faint spirit with pieces of his gut, but he was still pushing forward, trying to stop a too faint spirit.

A Immortal King coughs blood, they are only Immortal Kings, and their adversary, Ying Ling.

The spirit of the first millennium represents the most powerful of Immortal Kings!

Even the old White Dragon ancestors cough up blood at this moment. There are too many people, and they are also spirits!

Ying Ling, is the undoubted peak of power in the world.

The fairy kings were trampled under the feet of the spirits, they cut off their trampled parts, got up, continued the battle, but the battle had begun, and they had become terrible. After all, they were just fairy kings.

Watching the scene in front of him and then looking at his hands, Wufu recalled that Xuanjie had said to himself that he was an invincible warrior.

He remembered that the Supreme Uncoronated had told him that in the last life he was only a martial arts man, and that he knew nothing but martial arts except to practice martial arts.

A thousand years ago, he killed eight spirits in the war, and a thousand years later, he could do nothing but watch the enemy trample the Immortal King under his command.

His previous realm broke through quickly, but he was trapped in the Great Golden Immortal for 80 years.

This is not normal for him for a Circle Immortal.

He began to wonder why he was trapped in the realm of the Great Golden Immortal. At this time, he suddenly remembered what Zhuo Qingyao had said to himself, that is, he was afraid.

Zhuo Qingyao knew that he could break the curse of making fairy fruit by serving it. He resolutely abandoned his cultivation.

And he, who had done it, dared not.

Thousands of years ago, he took the sacrifice to make fairy fruit, knowing that he couldn't do it, but practiced martial arts all his life to break through the obstacles to making fairy fruit.

A thousand years later, he knew he could break through this barrier, but he was afraid.

The endless practice of fear before the creation of the Immortal Fruit has become an obstacle to him, covering him all the time.

He looked at the fairy kings who fought with blood and drank, "Tell me who I am!? ”

The head of a fairy king was cut off and kicked in front of the Wufu by a spirit who was too vain. "If you want to know, ask him! ”

Xiao Xingyue's head fell into Wufu's hands. Xiao Xingyue endured the grief before his death, smiled and looked at Wufu. "You are a Wufu! ”

“You are the invincible warrior! ”

At the end of Xiao's Cold Moon Road, his eyelids fell and he was silent. Even the Immortal King, under the attack of Ying Ling, had to die.

Wufu looked at Xiao Cold Moon's head and slipped two drops of tears in the corner of his eyes. "You know, I'm scared. I'm not the world's invincible Wufu anymore. I'm scared. ”

Another Immortal King's head fell in his arms, and that Immortal King smiled: "No, you are, in our hearts, you will always be, that invincible warrior! Before I die, I want to see the world's invincible martial arts, that invincible figure again! ”

And then this Immortal King, he fell into his arms.

Wufu puts his two heads on the walls of the city and cries out: "What you want to see, invincible Wufu, he's coming back! ”

He opened his hand and was a large Golden Immortal Grade Fabricated Immortal Fruit, after which his repair landed in the Golden Immortal Realm.

He opened his mouth, stuffed this forged fairy fruit in his mouth, chewed it violently, and then swallowed it, and the next moment, he was the Great Golden Immortal again.

He looked at the spirits of the walls, “If you want to see the invincible martial arts, I'll show you again! ”

“Today, I, Wufu, return to the invincible realm! ”

This Acupuncture City began to tremble, and it was a city, and it was also a cemetery, in which only one man was buried, whose name was invincible, whose name was martial arts.

Boom!

The earth cracked open and a golden body climbed from the graveyard where it slept for a thousand years, then flew in the direction of the martial arts.