Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

Shan Wuwei, Kong Yijun and his two took the opportunity to escape.

But the fan in the flower is sad.

Because his opponent is the Rage God who is listening!

The Rage God saw the terrifying energy storm coming, instead of retreating, he became more fierce, leaving Hua Zhongshan with no chance of escape.

When the terrifying storm approached, the Rage God roared, "Devour everything!"

The storm that was enough to destroy everything was resisted by Rage God's resistance. Although he still suffered a little injury, it was harmless.

"No!"

What Rage God did was to terrify Hua Zhongshan, who wanted to take the opportunity to run away. He roared in despair, and could no longer see any hope of surviving.

Without it.

Being entangled by the Rage God, he couldn't escape, he could only watch helplessly as the power generated by his eighth brother's self-explosion overwhelmed him!

Without the powerful supernatural power and physique of Rage God, Hua Zhongshan was wounded in an instant, and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Hahahaha, idiot!"

Rage God laughed loudly, grabbed the crumbling flower fan with his big hand, and the flower fan fell into Rage God's palm without the slightest resistance.

The fan in the flower is so miserable that it wants to cry but has no tears.

Even if he has seen the abnormal supernatural power and physique of the guy in front of him before.

But who would have thought that he was so strong that he could even resist the self-destruction of the half-step Zhiming Limit Realm?

The eighth brother blew himself up, not only did not help him escape, but caused him to suffer severe injuries, making him unable to escape.

Who the hell are you going to ask for reasoning?

I'm afraid that in the history of the entire Xuanyuan Continent, there has never been such a tragic half-step knowledgeable extreme powerhouse like him, right?

Rage God didn't give Huazhong another chance to slap Huazhong, the huge force in his palm erupted, and said: "Look for my younger brother in the next life, don't look for such a stupid one again!"

Huazhong Fan's whole body burst in the hands of the Rage God, and he died without a whole body.

So far, the three kings of Nine Kings Island are all dead.

As the void gradually brightened, Xie Jianxian glanced at Shan Wuwei and Kong Yijun who were desperately fleeing to the Central Territory, and waved his big hand: "Chasing!"

The three deities of desolate voodoo and witches, Chonglou worships the moon, and Tuoba Bodhisattva abandons the heavenly emperor.

With his hands behind his back, Ji Wushang murmured: "It's over, Xuanyuan Five Realms, finally Xuanyuan..."

But before he could finish his words, a voice that shook the world suddenly sounded: "Immortal Island has life, and all parties in the war, stop fighting immediately, and if you violate it, you will be killed!"

Ji Wushang's pupils shrank suddenly, and with the heart of Xuanyuan in his body, he clearly felt a terrifying aura descending on the extreme east of Xuanyuan Continent.

That aura made the space barrier above the endless void of the Xuanyuan Continent tremble unceasingly, as if it was about to collapse!

But the collapse didn't last long and calm was restored.

Because that aura seemed to be covered by something, and it quickly weakened and could no longer affect the space barrier of Xuanyuan Continent.

All the Nine Jue of the Xuantian Demon Sect returned to Ji Wushang's side, and were vigilant.

They don't know where the owner of the voice is or how powerful it is.

But the master's instinct gave them a premonition that it was definitely an extremely terrifying existence.

Ji Wushang took a deep breath, looked somewhere, and said, "Qianyuan, come out and clear up my confusion."

Daoist Daoist Qianyuan appeared, came to Ji Wushang, bowed slightly and slapped his head, and said bitterly, "Sect Master Ji, Xuantian Demon Sect is really..."

In the battle between Xuantian Demon Sect and Great Xia Foshan, how could Dao Sect remain silent.

He watched the battle in the dark from beginning to end.

Dozens of people know their fate half-step!

Almost didn't give him a heart attack.

Ji Wushang glanced at Taoist Qianyuan, and said calmly, "I didn't ask you to come out and talk nonsense."

Taoist Qianyuan put away his complicated thoughts, and said solemnly: "Sect Master Ji, the person who spoke may arrive soon. After dealing with the matter in front of me, I will talk to you in detail."

Ji Wushang nodded, looked to the east, and waited quietly.

Today, he wants to see what the other party actually exists.

As Daoist Qianyuan said, after about half a stick of incense, a stream of light pierced the sky, extremely fast, almost thousands of miles away in one breath.

This speed is as fast as lightning, even the Xie Jianxian and others who know the limit of their fate at half a step can't beat it.

Jiujue's nerves were tense, and he surrounded Ji Wushang.

Whenever there is even the slightest danger, they will sacrifice their lives to escort the Lord back to the Promise Realm.

The speed of the streamer gradually slowed down, and finally stopped a hundred feet away from Ji Wushang.

Everyone finally saw the true face of the streamer Lushan.

It was a middle-aged man with a strange appearance, his body was shrouded in a mysterious halo, and there was an aura shuttle under his feet.

Behind the middle-aged man, there are two figures, it is Kong Yijun who escaped before and is kind and fearless.

At this moment, Kong Yijun He Shan Wuwei straightened his back, his face was calm, and he was no longer in a state of embarrassment like before.

It seemed that as long as this middle-aged man was around, they would be confident and fearless.

Ji Wushang looked at the middle-aged man with a calm expression, but his heart was shaken.

Just standing there, this person gives people an indescribable sense of oppression, as if facing a peak without a top, an abyss without a bottom, and an endless sea!

This is definitely a super strong man above half-step knowledge!

The middle-aged man looked at Ji Wushang, and asked with a cold snort, "Who are you? What is your surname? Where did you come from? Why did you disturb the five realms of Xuanyuan?"

Nima!

Up is a series of questions?

What about putting the prisoner on trial?

With Ji Wushang's violent temper, he couldn't help but almost replied on the spot: "Who are you? What's your name? Where do you come from?"

The same question, word for word.

This is tantamount to provocation!

That's right, Ji Wushang was just provoking.

Aren't you a dog's thing, a strong man who has surpassed the real world, what the hell.

Others are used to licking it, but he, Ji, doesn't like that.

If you can't fight back to the Promise Realm for a while, no one is afraid of anyone!

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and a wisp of breath escaped from his body.

Immediately, dark clouds appeared on the top of the sky, thunder and lightning blared, and an inexplicable pressure descended, making everyone's blood surge and panic.

Xuantian Mozong Jiujue's face changed drastically, and he was so nervous that his whole body was soaked in blood.

Behind the middle-aged man, Shan Wuwei, Kong Yijun saw the situation, revealing a vague expression of gloating.

They wished that the Xuantian Demon Sect would die and anger this envoy from the Immortal Island.

It would be even better if this envoy from Xiandao could destroy Xuantian Demon Sect with his own hands!

Seeing the rhythm of the fight, Taoist Qianyuan was frightened half to death, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "The envoy, please don't get angry, and listen to the poor Taoist first."

The middle-aged man looked at Qian Yuan, frowned slightly and said, "A member of the Taoist sect? What do you have to say?"

Dao Qianyuan said humanely: "Immortal envoy, this matter is very important, so I have to be heard by the immortal envoy."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force emerged, forming a mysterious film to isolate everyone.

Inside the film, Taoist Qianyuan kept opening and closing his lips, not knowing what to say.

The middle-aged man's expression first showed obvious shock, and then became extremely dignified.