Me, sword fairy!

"It's not as bad as it is, but it's not too bad." Liang Haoran smiled: "We have three extreme emperor realms here, and several young heroes are all Tianjiao who can resist the ordinary emperor realm. That’s right, let alone magical talisman, the most important thing is...Wang Mang dare?

Yes, Wang Mang dare not.

Ye Jintianming, the organization hiding in the dark, is fine. Shang Guo is on the bright side. Although Wang Mang dared to refuse diplomacy with Gu Guo, if he dared to attack Chu...

What's more, this place is not just Chu Yi, the strongest Taoist among the hundreds of families, the ancient sword soul Chu Yi, the elder of the Misty Xianzong, even Su Changge is standing behind the Qin country...

If these forces are really determined to fight the Shang Country, I am afraid that Shang Country can't even let out a fart...

After all, Shangguo has a fatal weakness-the lack of top players.

Physical cultivation is the easiest profession to cultivate. As long as there are enough resources and certain talents, an emperor realm can be piled up with piles - but that kind of emperor realm is like the pavilion master Taixu.

But the problem is that even so, Shang Kingdom doesn’t have many emperor realms. In the final analysis, it’s because of poverty. The one hundred and fifty pill that Su Wangyou used to become a perfect immortal can not be able to find the entire Shang Kingdom. Find a set.

Physical training is easy to learn but hard to master.

"That being said..." Chu Yi said solemnly, "Since Su Changge knows about the perfect fairyland, his uncle should also know it. That group of people was destroyed by us several times in a row. The hatred is deep in the bones, and now our group of pseudo-perfect immortals are missing. It is impossible for those guys to feel nothing at all. We have to guard.

"Soldiers will stop, and water will cover the earth." Su Changge closed his eyes, "I hope it's just that we think too much."

In a dark crypt...

More than a dozen figures hidden in the darkness stood sparsely.

Their eyes were fixed on the most central ground, where there was a blood-colored six-pointed formation.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the center of the six-pointed star, but everyone seemed to be surprised.

Afterwards, that hand pressed the ground and pulled himself out.

Crazy ghost.

This person who crawled out of the ground is the crazy ghost who committed suicide in front of Su Wangyou.

He turned his neck, and a quack quack sounded.

"Su Wangyou..." His voice was hoarse, with a trace of resentment in it, but more of it was excitement.

Then he stood up, only to find that everyone was looking at him with horror.

"Hey, hey? What's the matter? Are you looking at me with this look?" The crazy ghost opened his mouth, "Is it possible..."

"Is it only you?"

Suddenly, a black shadow said.

The mad ghost was startled, he looked at the ground and suddenly woke up, "No...no mad swordsman!!"

"That's right..." Sombra sighed: "He is dead, and his soul is destroyed. Even we can't resurrect him. Do you know what this is?"

"Su Wangyou...can completely kill us, unable to resurrect, and have no afterlife."

Then, the dark shadow took out a knife.

The mad knife was holding this knife that day.

"The crazy knife man took this thing and blocked Su Wangyou's knife, you can see for yourself." Then, the shadow threw the knife to the ground.

The shadows looked at each other a few times, and then fell silent.

The atmosphere became more depressing.

"Are you optimistic?"

Sombra sneered.

"Lost aura, this knife is now a fancy, do you know what this is?"

Afterwards, Sombra said coldly: "Humpbacked, come on!"

As the voice of the black shadow fell, a hunched old man slowly walked in front of everyone.

————The uncle of Su Changge, the traitor of Guigu faction.

His name is Tu Long and his last name is Zhang.

Chapter 42 Behind the Scenes

Zhang Tulong shook his head, his voice dull.

"It's too late to say this. People are dead and can't be saved. Weapons are out of use. We can't repair them well. We can only do one thing now, which is to kill Su Wangyou. In any case, kill him. ."

[Kill him, so we don’t have to worry about the resurrection.

Resurrection, this is Ye Jin Tianming's biggest and most ultimate hole card, and now Su Wangyou is directly threatening this hole card, no matter what method he uses, killing him is the most important.

"But if this Su Wangyou really hides in the Misty Immortal Sect all day long, we can't do anything about him. After a few hundred years, he will be another top-level Extreme Emperor Realm..."

The poisonous spider sighed. She was really afraid of being killed by Su Wangyou. She almost died there in the Battle of the Chaos Desert. Now she has seen the Crazy Swordsman die in the hands of Su Wangyou. She is really wary now. It's all gone.

Zhang Tulong let out a bad laugh.

"No, no, he will come out..."

"Shut your mouth to Gu!"

In the gloomy cave, there was a loud shout of anger.

When many dark shadows heard about their reputation, they happened to see a young man walking slowly.

The young man was wearing a dragon robe, his white hair fell to his shoulders, his pupils were completely golden, and the most eye-catching thing was the hostility of the young man.

His brows are full of hostility, and he is also the emperor, but he and the emperor are two extremes.

Yes, this young man is the emperor of Shang Dynasty, Wang Mang.

The world only knows that Wang Mang is young, but he does not know that he already has white hair.

This white hair is not the kind of very beautiful white hair, but like the white hair of the elderly, without the slightest vitality and vitality, the color is dry and dim.

Zhang Tulong was yelled at, but he didn't show any irritation.

He was once an angry horse in fresh clothes, but now...

He respectfully stepped aside and waited quietly for Wang Mang to speak.

Wang Mang looked around, the surrounding shadows almost concealed their faces, Wang Mang could not see their faces.