Blow up the system at the beginning, I am the tyrant Emperor Yan

at this time.

Outside Zhenxian Gate.

Many forces have gathered here.

There are five savage cultivator armies, five savage flags are erected, and tens of thousands of people are scattered all over the mountains and plains.

Look up.

A mass of black figures and a berserk aura swept across the world.

"Suppressing Immortals, it was just a small foreign force back then, and because of the arrival of the Heaven Slaughter Ghost Emperor, it became famous and shocked the barbarians everywhere."

A burly man in a beast robe scanned the whole place with ferocious eyes.

"Brothers, the Heaven Slaughter Ghost Emperor has already gone to Xianfen Road. There has been no news for such a long time. I am afraid that his bones have already been buried there."

"Don't worry, now is a good time for our barbarians to annex this town of immortals!"

The tall woman in the beast skirt, with extraordinary momentum, held a dark gold animal bone in her hand and shouted cheers to the many wild cultivators.

"That's right, after destroying the Immortal Gate, no one in the Barbarian Land will be above us! Only us barbarians are needed in the Barbarian Land, and we reject all foreign forces to join us!"

"Back then, the Heaven Slaughter Ghost Emperor coerced me and waited for too long. I can't get over this bad breath!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

All of a sudden, the wild cultivators responded one after another, the mountains trembled, and there was a wild sound.

"Noisy! Even if the master is not here, you are just a bunch of rabble!"

all of a sudden—

Zhenxian Gate, the mountain gate is wide open.

There was a monstrous sound of evil and cruelty echoing.

Swish!

Immediately, eighteen ghostly figures descended in the form of blood awns.

"It's those eighteen ghost kings!"

Seeing those eighteen figures stepping on the sky alone, Man Xiu exclaimed.

To know.

These eighteen ghost kings are the eighteen strong men cultivated by the Heaven Slaughter Ghost Emperor before he left.

this period of time.

Too many injustices happened in Zhenxianmen, and they all came forward to solve them.

These 18 people are all dressed in black gold armor, wearing hideous ghost masks, and holding soul-devouring guns, exuding a spirit of undead that swept out from hell.

"So what about the eighteen ghost kings, let's see the barbarian king kill them!"

Among the barbarians, a grumpy barbarian king stepped on the void first, throwing out the bone knife with his bare hands.

Violent knife strength.

Like a spiral, a shocking murderous intent erupted, smashing the void and slashing away.

Bang bang bang!
The sky and the earth exploded together.

A ghost king snorted coldly, slapped the soul-devouring gun fiercely in his hand, and shot away viciously.

Just a breath.

The barbarian killed him on the spot.

At this moment, Xu Yi, the young master of Zhenxianmen, stared at all this with a serious face.

only.

Her eyes were not among the barbarian kings of the barbarian forces, but cautiously glanced at the three gray-robed old men in the crowd.

The three.

Whether it is clothing or temperament, he is not a barbaric person.

Their expressions are solemn, and they are not angry and majestic, so that people can't tell the depth.

It's like three big mountains standing upright.

Just standing in the distance gives people an unfathomable and strange feeling.

"Uncle ghost kings, quickly encircle and suppress these Wu barbarians, don't delay any longer."

Xu Yi said in a hoarse voice.

"Never mind."

The eighteen ghost kings also sensed the existence of the three old men, and nodded solemnly.

"Hey, with the help of three desolate emperors here this time, it's not easy to destroy your immortal sect!"

Many barbarian kings looked confident, and the two sides tried their best to fight together.

all of a sudden.

The monks on both sides below shook the sky with a burst of killing.

puff!puff!
Just three breaths.

The two barbarian kings were defeated and died above the void.

"I also invite the three of you to make a move, and my family will definitely thank you."

A barbarian queen, gnashing her silver teeth in the fight with her, kept backing up, and said to the three people in the distance.

"it's time."

The three gray-robed old men looked at each other.

An overwhelming power.

It erupted from the hands of the old man headed by him.

PS: Rest assured, this book will never be a eunuch, and will be written to the end.

I've been a little confused recently, and I'm reorganizing the plot line and the main line these days. I hope everyone will understand, and the normal update will resume tomorrow, starting from tomorrow. Three chapters are guaranteed every day.