Fantasy: I have 100,000 boss identities

Like a streamer piercing the sky, it is moving forward at extreme speed.

"Master! Hug Xiaoqi, it's windy! I'm cold!"

"Put more clothes on when it's cold!"

"Hmph! Master is incomprehensible, don't miss such a beautiful day!"

"What do you want to do? Being a teacher is not that kind of...!"

Before finishing speaking, Xiao Jixuan's lips were sealed.

Well!!

The clothes disappeared, and the two faced each other naked!

The conversation came to an abrupt end, followed by something indescribable (blink).

Wuxuan Continent, the central area of ​​the Northern Wilderness.

The Northern Wilderness is vast.

The various sects are constantly being born, and the forces are intricate.

There are several first-class sects, dozens of second-class sects, and countless third-class or low-level forces.

The Northern Wilderness is the most changing area in the Wuxuan Continent.

Every once in a while, new forces are formed here, and old forces are destroyed.

Therefore, if you want to keep your sect, you have to keep getting stronger.

However, no matter how much the situation in the Northern Wilderness changes, there is one sect that will always stand firm.

That is the Heavenly Phoenix Holy Land.

The only super sect.

For hundreds of years, he has been the leader of the Northern Wilderness, at the leader level.

Chapter 57 None of you can live!

But half a year ago.

The empress of Tianfeng Holy Land was seriously injured by a mysterious curse, her cultivation base dropped several times, and her strength was greatly reduced.

So the news spread, and several first-class sects felt that this was a good opportunity.

So they joined forces secretly and began to quietly erode the sphere of influence of Tianfeng Holy Land.

And now.

They felt that the time had come, and rushed into the Holy Land with a large number of strong men.

Murderous aura was already raging in Tianfeng Holy Land.

The ground was stained red with blood, and corpses fell to the ground dead.

Boom boom boom!

A series of terrifying spiritual power bombarded the defensive formation.

The ground was shaking constantly, showing signs of breaking.

"Su Qingyue, your Holy Land is over, do you still want to resist?"

Surrounding the formation are powerful people in the True Spirit Realm, constantly bombarding them.

The one who spoke was Qiu Wudi, the patriarch of the Fiendish Sect, who had attained the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm.

Bang!

With an explosion.

The formation shattered, and the powerhouses on both sides confronted each other.

This side of Tianfeng Holy Land.

On the tall main seat sat a beautiful woman, wearing a scarlet battle armor, full of heroism.

She is Su Qingyue, known as the Empress of the Northern Wilderness.

Originally, Tianfeng Holy Land dominated the Northern Wilderness.

But now it has been captured by various sects, leaving only the last line of defense.

"Su Qingyue, do you still think you are the Empress? Get out of here!"

Qiu Wudi looked at it with cold eyes, and shouted in displeasure.

Now they have the upper hand.

There is a great certainty that Tianfeng Holy Land will be destroyed.

But even though it kills a lot of people.

But the top powerhouses in the Holy Land are all there.

So it is not so easy to solve it completely.

"Qiu Wudi, I remember you used to bow your head and bow in front of me like a dog!"

"Why do you want to bite your master now?"

Su Qingyue's eyes were cold, and a cold light flashed.

Qiu Wudi was furious when he heard this, and shouted: "Fart! Su Qingyue, you are courting death!"

Swish!

Being scolded as a dog, how can I bear it.

The figure flickered.

In an instant, the spiritual power was condensed into a giant palm, and it was suppressed fiercely.

call out!

Su Qingyue's face was calm.