In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

"It seems that you already have the chance to win this time." Han Tiansong looked at Zhang Wenyao and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Of course." Zhang Wenyao nodded, and the next moment, the aura of a ninth-rank immortal emperor burst out from his body.

His father, Immortal Emperor Haotian, was also a Ninth Rank and Second Realm Immortal Emperor, and his ranking was even ahead of Yue Qingdai, the Immortal Emperor Picking Stars of Daotian Immortal Palace. Naturally, he would not be afraid of offending Daotian Immortal Palace.

Even though Zhang Wenyao was clear in his heart, behind Dao Tianxian Palace, it was not that simple.

But he, Haotian Immortal Courtyard, is definitely not a kind person, and behind him is the ancestor of the ninth rank and third realm.

"Hehe, I really thought that my son would be afraid of your failure?!" Han Tiansong sneered.

Everyone is the top talent under the top power, who can be much worse than whom?

When Han Tiansong's voice fell, the aura of the Ninth Grade Immortal Emperor realm on his body burst out suddenly.

Seeing this, Han Qingge was naturally unwilling to lag behind, as the blue hair fluttered, the aura of a ninth-rank immortal emperor burst out from his body.

Although the saint sons and emperor sons of these two forces are not as powerful as the emperor sons of the seven ancient clans, that is because the saint sons and emperor sons of their two parties were born later than the emperor sons of the seven ancient clans. .

If they were born at the same time, there really wouldn't be much difference.

"Eldest sister, let me learn the methods of the Emperor Haotian Xianting, just watch from the side." Han Tiansong said to Han Qingge at this time.

Han Qingge nodded.

Then Han Tiansong looked at Zhang Wenyao and said coldly: "If I lose to you, I will hand over the Shocking Drum to you. If you lose to me, get out!"

"Okay." Zhang Wenyao said with a smile.

The two also knew that it was the best strategy to allow them to fight on behalf of their respective forces.

After all, if the Immortal Venerables and Immortal Emperors from both sides are also involved, then the two major forces are likely to go to war, and it will not be cheap at that time.

"However, after all, you got the Zhentian drum first. How about this, if you lose, your sister will continue to fight with me. If I lose to your sister, then I will still go away." At this time, Zhang Wenyao said to Han Tian Song laughed.

"Emperor, you..." The Thunder God General next to Zhang Wenyao looked at Zhang Wenyao in disbelief when he saw this.

However, Zhang Wenyao just waved his hand, signaling that General Thunder God should not speak.

In fact, Zhang Wenyao felt that this was a scene where he seemed very arrogant. Han Tiansong must have his own pride as a top talent, and it was absolutely impossible for him to agree to this statement.

After all, if Han Tiansong agreed, he might lose face.

In the void above.

A kind-faced old man in white looked at a tall and strong red-robed man with calluses on his hands and said with a smile: "The emperor of Haotian Xianting is young, but he is very fond of himself. Be confident."

The man in the red robe heard the words, but did not speak, but frowned slightly.

The kind-faced white-clothed old man is one of the three deputy hall masters of the Elder Hall of Dao Tianxian Palace. His name is Feng Aoyang, and he is a seventh-rank immortal emperor. people.

And the man in red robe next to the old man in white is Haotian Immortal Court, one of the five high-grade immortal emperors under the seat of Immortal Emperor Haotian, Immortal Emperor Sheri.

at the same time.

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Hearing this, Han Tiansong glanced at Zhang Wenyao in surprise. He didn't expect this guy to be a real person.

"Okay." Han Tiansong nodded bluntly.

Isn't it a fool not to take advantage of the advantages?

What's more, it was originally an opportunity obtained by Dao Tianxian Palace.

Seeing this, Zhang Wenyao blinked in bewilderment, are you a fake son?

Shouldn't you feel that I look down on you, and then dismiss my request angrily?

How can you say yes? !

The corner of Zhang Wenyao's mouth twitched, he just felt that he was a little bit pained at the moment, did he lift a rock and hit his own foot?

"Emperor Zhang, as the emperor of Haotian Fairy Court, you can't speak without counting, right?" At this moment, Han Tiansong looked at Zhang Wenyao with a smile and said, then took out a video stone and said:

"From the moment I saw you just now, I opened a video stone to record the scene. I have recorded everything you said just now, okay? If you go back on your word, if this video gets out, you will be the one who lost it." Haotian Xianting's face.

Don't even think about destroying this video stone, I, the seventh-rank immortal emperor of Tianxian Palace, is not a vegetarian. "

Zhang Wenyao: "..."

This riding horse is a six-son brother!

Compared with Zhang Wenyao.

Han Tiansong was much more relaxed.

After all, as long as he consumes Zhang Wenyao's mana, his elder sister can easily win.

"Of course I won't go back on my word!" Zhang Wenyao took a deep breath and said with a heavier voice.

Today he was unlucky to meet a guy who didn't play cards according to common sense.

However, Zhang Wenyao was also the son of an emperor, so he quickly adjusted.

To be honest, Zhang Wenyao is still very confident in his own strength, even if the opponent's siblings are fighting each other, he may not be afraid.

"Let's do it." Zhang Wenyao said while looking at Han Tiansong with narrowed eyes.

"Okay." Han Tiansong was not polite, he stomped his big feet on the ground, and suddenly the ferocious breath of the Immortal Emperor rolled up the dust on the ground, like a storm, and hit Zhang Wenyao.

Immediately afterwards, Han Tiansong rushed towards Zhang Wenyao following behind the storm.

Seeing this, Zhang Wenyao didn't panic at all, and the precious light on the exquisite silver armor flowed on his body. The next moment, a silver coiling dragon spear appeared in his hand.

As the tip of the gun was spinning in Zhang Wenyao's hand, it easily pierced through the stormy wind and dust. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wenyao raised the gun and swept it towards Han Tiansong. It made the sound of shaking dragons, and the momentum was extremely compelling.

Seeing this, Han Tiansong reacted quickly. After dodging, he came to Zhang Wenyao's front.

A scroll suddenly appeared in Han Tiansong's hand, and with a shake of his hand, the scroll unfolded like flowing water.

All kinds of visions of heaven and earth are depicted in the painting scroll, such as burning all things with fire, flooding all beings with water, lightning striking demons, ten thousand swords piercing the heart and so on.

"Record of Phenomena of Heaven and Earth!" Zhang Wenyao looked solemn when he saw this.

"Good vision." Han Tiansong grinned, and the next moment, countless fire clouds poured out from the scroll in his hand, sweeping towards Zhang Wenyao like covering the sky and covering the earth.

After that, countless thunderbolts followed closely behind in the painting scroll, bombarding towards Zhang Wenyao.

Fire clouds filled the sky, and thunder roared.

Turn the dark surroundings into light like daylight.

The flames were reflected on Zhang Wenyao's silver armor, and Zhang Wenyao was seen clenching a spear in his hand.

"Let me see if the gun in your hand is a silver gun with a wax head!" Han Tiansong said with a smile. He once used this trick and this treasure to instantly kill several evil monks of the ninth rank of the Immortal Emperor, with a remarkable record.