Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

Holding a half-truncated ruler, Mo Que strode into the Valley of Doom.

"Bold, dare to break into my Valley of Tribulations and seek death!"

Not long after he walked into the middle, there was a shout, and several heaven-penetrating realm powerhouses appeared, all shot at him.

"boom!"

Mo Que's Immortal Burial Ruler swept across, and several people who shot it vomited blood at the same time and flew out backwards.

With half of the Dao Item in hand, no one can stop Mo Que at this time!

"Junior, be presumptuous!"

An old man appeared with a dozen strong men, blocking Mo Que's way.

"Elder Elder, this son broke into my Valley of Myriad Tribulations and hurt the people in my valley. Please also ask the elder elder to take action and take this son down!" Those who were injured by Mo Que showed joy when they saw the coming.

"Elder Elder?" Mo Que looked at the gray-haired old man, wanting to see if he was from Martial Dao.

I saw this big elder with a deep breath like the sea, white beard and white hair, and immortal style, but at this moment it was because of anger, his chest was heaving, and he was glaring at Mo Que.

"Junior, those who dare to break into my Valley of Myriad Tribulations and hurt me in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, kneel down for me!" The elder shouted angrily, his white hair fluttering, and a wooden staff in his hand pointed to Mo Que.

The wooden staff looked ordinary, but at this moment, it revealed a monstrous weather, like a mountain like a mountain, like a river like a sea, and seemed to suppress Mo Que on the spot.

Immediately, Mo Que's pressure increased greatly, and he felt a heavy breath pressing down, trying to push him to his knees.

"I won't kneel in the sky in my life, and I won't kneel down, just because you want me to kneel?" Mo Que roared, and swept the half-truncated ruler in his hand.

A terrifying coercion emerged from his ruler, as if to destroy the world.

The wooden staff in the hands of the Great Elder of the Valley of Tribulations snapped. The old man was shocked and his face was instantly pale.

"Junior, it turned out that it was only because of the power of Dao Item that he dared to break into my Valley of Tribulations!" The elder looked extremely ugly and said, "If you didn't have this Dao Item in your hand, you would have died ten thousand times now!"

Mo Que didn't care and said, "If you hadn't cultivated for a hundred years more than me, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be qualified to fight against me!"

"You..." The elder angrily pointed at Mo Que, so angry that he was speechless.

He scolded Mo Que for relying on the power of Dao Item, but Mo Que scolded him for bullying the small. He cultivated more than a hundred years than Mo Que before he could have the same strength as Mo Que.

"Hand over the rebellion of Martial Dao in the valley, and I will make it difficult for you!" Mo Que said coldly, standing with a broken ruler.

The elder was trembling with anger.

In fact, the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations does not necessarily have to protect those who were born in Wuji Palace, but if Mo Que is forced to hand it over, they will not be able to protect even a few people.

The elder said angrily: "Do you really think that with half a Dao Item, you can be so unscrupulous, how dare you force me to hand over to the Valley of Tribulations?"

"boom!"

Mo Que waved his broken ruler, and the ground in front of the elder suddenly cracked open, causing the elder and a group of experts from the Valley of Myriad Tribulations to retreat.

Needless to say, whether he has this strength, this strike is enough to show!

"Junior, you deceive people too much!" The elder roared, then turned to the direction of the valley, and said loudly: "This son has insulted me in the Valley of Tribulations, please let King Dan take action and kill this son!"

The voice echoed in the valley, which also made Mo Que's face darken.

In the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, there is indeed a King Realm sitting in charge!

"Boom!"

The next moment, the wind and clouds are surging, the sky and the earth are eclipsed.

A vast and heavy coercion came from the depths of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, bending the grass and trees, and shocked all things to silence.

"Pill King recovers, junior, you are sure to die!" The elder looked coldly at Mo Que, as if he were looking at a dead man. At this moment, Mo Que only felt that the bones and internal organs of his body were about to shatter, and the heavy pressure firmly locked him.

He had a feeling that at this moment, Youdao's eyes pierced through his bones and blood, and saw his martial body at a glance.

"After so many years, Martial Dao still has remnants alive, and they dare to attack me in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations? Be punished!"

In the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, there was an icy voice that sounded like thunder, and when it came out, it shook all things here.

Then, a ray of light flew out of the Valley of Tribulations and arrived in an instant, pointing directly at Mo Que's eyebrows, killing Mo Que on the spot!

The king's realm exists, and he shoots from the air. Previously, the sword king's sword was 800 miles away. At this moment, the Dan king in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations obviously disdains to show up, and wants to kill Mo Que from the air!

At this moment, Mo Que was firmly locked by Wang Jing's coercion. The coercion was so heavy that he could hardly move, even moving a finger was extremely difficult, and he couldn't respond at all.

Seeing that the ray of light was about to break into his eyebrows, a small pebble flew up, banged, and collided with the ray of light.

The shattered white light and the aftermath shook the place, overturning the Elder and others not far away several times.

The people of the king's realm shot from the air, and the coercion was so terrifying!

"It's you, you're still alive!" In the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, King Pill's voice was extremely cold.

When Mo Que turned around, he saw a beggar-like old man, holding a jug, lying lazily under a tree.

He licked his feet while drinking, and replied, "You are not dead, how could I hang up before you?"

Mo Que had already guessed that this beggar Laotian was the king who survived in the Wuji Temple, and this guess is almost enough to confirm at this moment.

"Now, even if you are alive, what's the difference between you and the dead?" King Pill's voice came from the valley.

It is rumored that when the Wuji Temple was destroyed, the remaining king was hit hard and disappeared.

Mo Que looked at Lao Tian's beggar-like appearance again, and felt uncomfortable in his heart. It seemed that although he had not died, but after the destruction of Wuji Temple, he gave up on himself and accompanied by wine, and he became what he is today.

"Life is like a white horse passing through a gap, and everything is just a cloud of smoke." Laotian drank the wine and picked his feet, saying: "Although I live a sloppy life, but I live freely, can you manage it?"

The people of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations are also looking at each other in dismay at this moment. There is such a king in the world, who is sloppy, like a beggar, and so disregarding his image.

"This junior, is this your disciple?" came the voice of King Pill.

As a king, he does not pay attention to the little things in the world. The name of Mo Que is well known to the world, but he never cares.

It's just that a Martial Dao junior dared to break into the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, which caused him to be alerted and shot from the air.

"This kid?" Lao Tian glanced at Mo Que and said, "Although his aptitude is mediocre, his temperament is decent. Even if he can't be my disciple, he is much stronger than your juniors in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations!"

Hearing this, Mo Que showed a wry smile, is he complimenting him or hurting him?

"You have been hiding in the past for hundreds of years, but today you want to show up because of this junior, and you want to settle with me in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations?" King Pill's voice sneered.

Having said this, the beggar Laotian sighed and said to Mo Que: "What you did today should have been done by me, but I have escaped for a hundred years. Since you have this heart today, I will accompany you to go through this place. Valley of Myriad Tribulations!"

He was the former king of the Wuji Temple, and he should have done it to clear the rebellion of the Wuji Temple.

But he was drunk all these years, and he had no intention of doing these things. On the contrary, Mo Que broke into the Valley of Myriad Tribulations because of his Martial Dao status, and could not tolerate those traitors in Wuji Hall.

If you don't do something at this time, the old beggar will feel uneasy in his heart, so he will show up.

"boom!"

Standing up, the beggar Laotian threw away the jug in his hand and walked towards the depths of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

Every time he took a step, the momentum on his body became stronger.

A few steps later, although he still looks like a beggar, the temperament revealed by him has changed drastically.

"After a hundred years, Mr. Jiang, I, Tian, ​​will fight with you again today!" Laotian said, moving a hundred zhang and stepping into the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

"A hundred years ago, I was able to destroy your Wuji Temple. A hundred years later, I have cultivated a hundred calamities. What are you fighting against me?" King Dan shouted angrily.