Shinto Emperor

Chapter 3642
"Ha ha ha ha……"

When Ye Zhiwen's voice fell, he laughed loudly, resounding between heaven and earth.

The calm sea, because of this unbridled laughter, the waves are rolling.

Immediately afterwards, the waves swept away, hundreds of feet high, like the body of a sea dragon, churning in the sea.

On the tip of the waves, a figure stepped out.

His body is burly and tall, his eyes are piercing, and his muscles are like a vigorous old pine, with intertwined roots.

Wearing a close-fitting strong suit, the muscle lines are clearly visible.

Its body is two meters tall, standing between hundreds of feet high waves, it looks very short.

But the sky and the waves seem to spread out around it.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhiwen and the others frowned.

The burly, muscular man stood on top of the waves, looked at the dozen or so figures on the deserted island, and laughed out loud with a wanton arrogance.

"Yin Tian!"

Ye Zhiwen frowned.

"Ye Zhiwen!"

The burly muscular man looked at Ye Zhiwen, laughed loudly and said, "We meet again, hehe..."

Ye Zhiwen said indifferently: "It's you, you can't transfer a dozen people like me to this place, Lord Shenmen Qiantui, where is your companion?"

"Second, third, come out!"

The muscular man laughed.

all of a sudden.

Bang! ! !
Bang! ! !
Two low and ear-splitting bangs sounded immediately.

On the left and right sides of the muscular man, two figures appeared, punching directly on both sides of his head.

The muscular man's entire head was distorted as if the door had been clamped, and his two eyeballs almost popped out.

That arrogant smile also disappeared at this moment.

"Who are you calling?"

A cold voice sounded.

The man on the left is tall and slender, wearing an elegant long gown, he also looks very elegant and smart.

"Shout that again, and I'll hit you next time!"

On the right, a soft voice sounded.

It was a woman. The woman was tall and slender, and her chest was bearing a weight that this slender body should not bear.

Wearing a lavender dress, covering the body, making people fascinated.

Seeing the two of them, Ye Zhiwen frowned even deeper.

"Shenmen is two thousand years old, Zhao Zitong."

"Shenmen is three thousand years old, Ying Ningyu!"

Ye Zhiwen's expression turned cold.

When Shenmen was destroyed in the past, these people also disappeared.

Over the years, the major alien races in the fairy world have never given up looking for these people.

Among them, the Jiuyin and Jiuyang clans are most eager.

The former patriarchs of the Jiuyin and Jiuyang clans were killed by Gu Yunjian, a nine thousand-year-old Shenmen.

This is a great shame.

Although the Jiuyin and Jiuyang clans have been following the high-level traces of Gu Yunjian and other gods for so many years, they have had little success.

Who is Gu Yunjian?
Hunwu Tianzun Hun Wuhen disciple!
What is Soul Wuhen proficient in?
Soul surgery!

It was too difficult to find Gu Yunjian.

The physical temperament of a warrior can be changed, but the soul cannot be changed.

But Gu Yunjian possesses the most powerful soul art in the entire fairy world, who can find him?

Unless he exposes himself!
In the past, Shenmen, Taisui's spirit without trace, was the number one in the fairy world.

His disciple, Gu Yunjian, is known as Nine Thousand Years Old.

And under the master and apprentice, there are eight thousand years old, seven thousand years old... until one thousand years old.

A thousand-year-old Yin Tian, ​​known as the Thousand-year-old Lord.

Zhao Zitong, two thousand years old, is known as the second master.

These few, in the Immortal Realm of the Great God, are all resounding and invincible characters.

Zhao Zitong and Ying Ningyu stopped.

Yin Tian pinched his head and returned to normal, cursing and muttering for some reason.

The second master Zhao Zitong looked at Ye Zhiwen and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, we meet again..."

"Zhao Zitong, you are so lucky!"

Ye Zhiwen said indifferently.

In the past, Zhao Zitong pretended to betray Shenmen and joined the Nine Yin Clan and Nine Yang Clan.

result……

The Jiuyin clan and the Jiuyang clan attacked Shenmen, and Zhao Zitong joined forces with Gu Yunjian to kill a large number of strong people from the Jiuyin clan and the Jiuyang clan.

This person looks elegant and easy-going, but he is actually a very sinister figure.

"Each each other!"

Zhao Zitong smiled and said, "My fate is up to me!"

"..."

Seeing this slightly strange trio, the dozens of Yougu clan, Blood Moon clan, and Lingtong clan powerhouses present had different thoughts in their hearts.

These three guys are so weird!

"Are they... people from the Divine Gate?"

An old man of the Blood Moon Clan frowned, and snorted coldly: "Then Qin Chen won't kill him and destroy our clan's big plan, absolutely not!"

"Everyone, I'm going to kill Qin Chen first, you can waste time with them here!"

The old man's words fell, and he rose into the air.

"Hey……"

Ye Zhiwen raised his hand just as he was about to say something.

But the old man has disappeared.

After a few breaths.

hundreds of miles away.

Between heaven and earth, a roar suddenly sounded.

Then, a few more breaths.

Two figures came from the sky.

One of them was carried by the other.

The figure being carried was the old man of the Blood Moon Clan who was about to leave just now.

"Fang Shuman!"

Ye Zhiwen sighed.

It was a woman in soft armor, her figure was graceful, her appearance was not vulgar, and she had a bit of a sassy temperament.

Shenmen is four thousand years old!
Fang Shuman!
"You are here, your brother should be there too?"

"Mr. Lawyer misses you."

A figure stepped out of the void, its figure was tall and slightly thin, its eyes and nose looked a little agile and delicate.

"Fang Shuqing!"

Ye Zhiwen shook his head.

Shenmen from one thousand to five thousand years old, all appear on the stage.

It seems that today, it is impossible to kill Qin Chen.

"Mr. Ye, I haven't seen you for many years..."

Fang Shuqing held a paper fan and bowed politely.

This Shenmen is five thousand years old, looks gentle and elegant, and is well educated.

Five Chitose appeared.

Everyone feels very weird, but none of them gives people a strong sense of aura.

However, looking at the soft-armoured woman, with her proud figure and cold expression, carrying the old man of the Blood Moon Clan, everyone present did not dare to breathe.

The old man!
He is an immortal emperor who is far beyond the realm of the immortal emperor. Looking at the entire immortal world, the level of the immortal emperor is already a level that is admired and praised by tens of millions of people.

but……

In the blink of an eye, the old man was carried back by the woman like a dead dog.

From this point, it can be seen that this woman is absolutely powerful.

Five figures stood in the air.

At this moment, the dozen or so people on the deserted island had an illusion, as if they were surrounded by these five people...?

This absurd feeling made the hearts of a dozen people tremble.

An old man from the Lingtong tribe looked at Ye Zhiwen, and said slowly, "Are they all from the Shenmen?"

"Um……"

"Humph!"

The old man of the Lingtong tribe snorted: "The Jiuyin and Jiuyang tribes used to act rashly and failed, but now, they let the gods smash and meddle in this Supreme Immortal Realm..."

Too high in the fairyland.

The Lingtong Clan, the Blood Moon Clan, and the Yougu Clan, the three major clans, are already choking on those immortal emperors and immortals in Zhongtian Dadi.

Now there are more people from Shenmen.

In the twelve great fairylands of the fairy world, each alien race has its own division of labor.

Everyone cooperates suddenly on weekdays, but each other is still mainly divided by the Great Immortal Territory.

now……

The people from Shenmen come here with great fanfare and sabotage their actions!
This is all caused by the ineffectiveness of the Jiuyin clan and the Jiuyang clan in the past.

(End of this chapter)