Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Wu Hao, transformed by the Golden Tiger, is cold and arrogant, stepping on the sword of La Liga, moving forward without hiding his figure, killing decisively, and the continuous killings have made some people only consider killing him with more people and dividing the spoils. Fearful, this is a life-related matter. Between staying alive and possibly seizing the opportunity, more demon cultivators chose to stay alive.

After all, when you die, you really die.

That sword is truly powerful, and that sword skill is truly capable of killing demons!

Juxing and a group of demons from the Northern Prison came across the border from the Northern Prison, carrying orders from the Lord of the Northern Prison. They wanted to see people alive and corpses dead.

Jin Hu's cold expression was solemn, and there were more and more demons with advanced cultivation. Among the group of demon cultivators, there was a familiar aura, which was the gun-wielding Bei Yu Juxing.

He looked at the demon cultivator under the overwhelming demonic aura, and began to twist his fingers slowly, gradually increasing the strength. This was a precursor to war. The demon sword in the sword frame felt the fighting intention of the golden tiger, and roared, and for a moment, the two Long swords of various styles appeared in his hands, and then he kicked the bottom of the sword stand with his toes.

Several smaller sword blades surged out, stopped in the air, and then rushed towards the group with a whistling sound.

Wu Hao and the other four tigers sighed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. The militants have just walked a long way. They have already fought hundreds of fights and made countless heavy blows, but they have attracted more and stronger opponents. They can't start first. Do you think I can beat him?

Wu Hao has not learned how to be steady at all. If he can reach his destination steadily, a hundred question marks are superimposed on Wu Hao's head. How to go? Can he rely on koi to protect his body?

"Second brother, you are next, don't be so stupid!" Wu Hao sighed like an elder.

Muhu ignored it and continued to sleep soundly. For him, the only things in life that he could not live up to were the essence of vegetation and sleep.

Wu Hao shook his head like an elder again.

Juxing was also preparing to popularize the Wu Hao's combat skills in front of him. When Wu Hao's combat skills were powerful, his moves were exquisite, and his swordsmanship was fierce, several people from the Beiyu Demonic Cultivators had already rushed out of the camp and blocked the sword blades that were attacking them and knocked them away.

"The fusion period?"

A tall demon cultivator with muscles like an iron tower looked at Juxing and asked.

Juxing nodded respectfully in response.

"hey-hey!"

Many Northern Prison masters are gearing up, as if the Lord's reward will be theirs in the next second.

Jixing, who was cut off, said nothing, slowed down his forward pace, and sneered in his heart. Since you want to die, do I, a person who is not ranked in the top [-] of Bei Prison, still have the right to stop your actions?

"Arrest, investigate, and punish. You three come forward and beat him to death as quickly as possible and bring him back to the North Prison."

The other three demon cultivators leaning forward nodded and quickly rushed towards Wu Hao, who was standing in the air opposite.

"Others are scattered around, and anyone who dares to obstruct them will be cut down!"

"Yes, brother!"

Judgment and Punishment ranks 51st in the top [-] rankings of North Prison, Mahayana period.He cupped his fists and looked around, shouting loudly: "It's convenient for everyone to do some work in the North Prison!"

"Should be!"

"Your Majesty, you're welcome. The waters of the Red River will be withdrawn immediately."

……

The number of monsters surrounding him was instantly reduced.

Several sharp sneers came out, which were particularly harsh, "Hee hee, so domineering!"

Juxuan sneered and said: "It is rumored that the Lord of La Liga has an old relationship with this kid. Is it true? You are here to cover the armor. Are you here to protect the road or to resolve a potential crisis?"

"The big guy has no sense of humor. My sister must have come to see if this guy is good-looking. She wants to collect people and wealth together. You fight first. After both sides suffer, I will kill you all. The things are mine, hehe. .”

"Armored armor, your idea of ​​a steel frame is too beautiful. Why don't you ask Nanjiang for his opinion?"

The tall and rugged Juju does not have those rough lines, but instead deliberately provokes a conflict between the Western Demonic Territory and the Southern Demonic Territory.

One person in the crowd who never spoke raised his eyebrows and disdained to respond.

The armor-clad woman smiled sweetly and said, "I just made an appointment with Senior Brother April Immortal to share the spoils together. Otherwise, how could I, a delicate woman, dare to have such a loud tone and think about killing you all in one fell swoop."

Ju Xun's eyes widened.

The sword-browed star-eyed April said loudly: "If you don't participate, if you keep talking nonsense, you will die!"

"Hahahaha……"

Jin Hu was surrounded by many demons, and showed no fear on his face. Among the people in the same situation, the sword cultivator was the strongest, and he was not just a sword cultivator. The demon swords in the sword stand were like his hands and feet, and the properties of each demon sword were in his hands. All have been displayed to the greatest extent.

In an instant, the three Northern Prison masters who rushed forward were killed, one was injured, and the other escaped.

Sword cultivators fight, life and death can be a matter of seconds.

The long sword in his hand drew a mysterious arc and fell towards the Beiyu team. When the sword came out, the sky and the earth were dark, and the devilish energy roared in.

Zhu Pun sneered, and without holding back, he punched out two fists one after another, and then stepped heavily on the void. The black tiger appeared behind him, followed his fists and let out a thundering roar towards Wu Hao, rushing towards him. He turned around and cut Wu Hao in half, thinking of cutting Wu Hao in half without using any sword moves.

The fist and the magic sword collided, and each retreated for several miles.

Jin Hu used his sword mysteriously, and the moment he was forced away, a hundred swords were fired in unison.

He held his breath and tightened his whole body. He raised his fists high and then struck down hard. His body was shaken. The black tiger dharma image let out a long roar, and the gray demonic energy merged into a torrent of sound waves and blasted towards the hundred sword array.

"Hehe, the big guy looks good. I wonder how many hours he can carry it. Isn't it a silver gun with a candle end? It will be useless in bed." Armored Man smiled playfully.

"To shut up!"

"shut up!"

The armor-clad girl kept laughing, facing everyone's eyes, and kept advancing without retreating. There were foreign objects surging under her skin. When she rushed towards the Beiyu camp, she was already covered with a layer of cold silver armor, and her whole body was covered with cold silver armor. Not an inch of skin is exposed from above or below.

Everyone in Bei Prison was ready to take action.

"Hehe, what are you doing with such caution? My sister won't be able to trick a tough guy. I don't think this silly boy will fall for the bait so easily. How about I beat him half to death with you, and then we can divide the spoils?"

The armored man punched out, and took a step back with the impact of the fist and sword. The orb rotated and secretly calculated. Even though Wu Hao was only in the Fusion stage, he was unscathed by several punches in the Mahayana stage. This strength is hard to estimate. You shouldn't be able to take it by yourself. Since you can't take it, you have to borrow some help.

With whom?

Of course, whoever has the strength to borrow it borrows it from whom.

Juxun waved his hand to stop the Northern Prison Demonic Cultivator who was about to step forward. He nodded slightly to the armor and said, "Okay, if you return to Northern Prison, the elixir will be divided equally."

"Hehe, brother, I like this pretty boy just looking at him. How about I give you some more elixirs and you can be mine?"

The armor-clad woman in silver armor laughed out loud, folded her hands and stretched. Although she was covered in silver-white armor, the close-fitting silver armor better showed off her figure. The front was convex and the back was curved. This display was unique. What a taste.