Eternal Sacred King

"So courageous!"

The imperial palace leader on the main hall looked furious and screamed: "You dare to kill people in the Hanquan imperial palace. Give me your life!"

At this moment, the prisoner of Hanquan glanced horizontally and raised his hand slightly to stop the imperial leader.

The prisoner Hanquan didn't want to kill the martial arts deity casually.

In his eyes, the martial arts deity is simply a huge treasure!

Normally, it is impossible for the creatures of the Middle Thousand World to come to the **** world. This purple-robed man can come here, there must be something special in his body.

The **** world has fallen into the Age of Doom, and there has been no emperor realm powerhouse for years.

The prisoner Hanquan vaguely felt a hint of opportunity in the body of the martial arts deity.

Perhaps, in this purple-robed man, he can find a way to step into the emperor realm!

If he can step into the emperor realm and become the only emperor and strongman in the **** world, he will become the master of the hell, and he will be in charge of the **** world!

The prisoner Hanquan didn't give an order, and it was difficult for others to do it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the martial arts deity came to the front of the Jiu Jiao chariot smoothly.

"Are you from China Thousand Worlds?"

The prisoner Hanquan stared at the martial arts deity, leaning on the cold giant sword beside his feet in his palm, and asked slowly.

The martial arts deity didn't even look at the prisoner Hanquan, but looked at the beautiful woman in the chariot, and asked softly, "Yuzhen?"

Yu Fei's name on the Heavenly Desolate Continent is Yuzhen.

However, very few people know.

Moreover, this time, the martial arts deity did not hide his voice.

Hearing this call, there was a wave of fluctuations in the woman's eyes. She looked at the martial arts deity with a look of uncertainty.

The voice is familiar.

But she was not sure, nor could she believe it.

The woman remained motionless and silent.

"You know?"

The host of Hanquan frowned.

The martial arts deity still ignored him, and directly took off the Moro mask on his face, revealing a delicate face.

The woman's eyes widened, surprised and delighted, with an incredible color in her eyes.

However, she tried to open her mouth, but made no sound.

Seeing this woman's reaction, the martial arts deity no longer had doubts.

The woman in front of you is Yu Fei!

Concubine Yu was not unwilling to speak, but was subject to some kind of restraint, unable to move, even unable to make a sound!

There are too many doubts about Yufei, the martial arts deity, but it is not the time to ask.

The martial arts deity looked cold, put on the Moro mask again, his eyes turned, and finally looked at the cold spring prison master beside him.

"Your wedding ceremony is to impose various restrictions on her, forbid her to resist?"

The martial arts deity asked faintly, with a calm tone.

The martial arts deity had just ignored the prisoner Hanquan twice. The prisoner Hanquan didn't seem to be angry, but with a grim smile on his face.

"So what?"

The prisoner Hanquan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked mockingly, and asked, "Do you want to get justice for her? Or do you want to challenge me?"

"Hahahaha!"

Take a look, this monk from the Middle Thousand Worlds has come to our Cold Spring Prison to fight the injustice! "

"What is the injustice? I think he was fascinated by the prison concubine, lost his mind, and actually ran to the prisoner and shouted!"

There was a burst of laughter in the square.

"well."

The martial arts deity nodded and said, "Since you admit it, I will kill you!"

Before he finished his words, the martial arts deity stepped forward, and suddenly a quaint bronze square tripod flew out from the center of his forehead, which swelled instantly and landed in his palm.

Emperor soldiers, prison guard!

The martial arts deity lifted the prison guard and smashed down the Heavenly Spirit Cap of the prisoner of Hanquan!

This time, the martial arts deity did not release Yuan Wu Dongtian.

Hanquan Prison Master’s Dongtian had already cultivated to the level of Dzogchen, and his Yuanwu Dongtian might not be able to withstand it.

Normally, the deity of martial arts kills and rarely uses weapons.

But now, he sacrificed his sacrifice to the Prison Ding of the Imperial Soldier Town, just to kill the prisoner of Hanquan in the first place!

Eliminate the greatest threat to the prisoner Hanquan, although there are tens of thousands of prisoners around, they are like a group of dragons without a leader, which is not to be afraid.

"You dare!"

The prisoner of Hanquan was furious!

Since he became the lord of Hanquan prison and took charge of one hell, no one has dared to use swordsmen in front of him for many years.

And now, tens of thousands of prison king powerhouses are below, this person, outsiders from a thousand worlds, dare to take the initiative to attack him!

The Cold Spring Prison Master also reacted extremely quickly. As soon as the martial arts deity rushed up, he raised the Cold Spring Prison Sword in his palm and slashed it down towards the prison guard!

"Break it to me!"

The prisoner of Hanquan shouted.

This cold spring **** sword is nourished and tempered in the cold spring of **** all year round, nurturing the powerful force in the cold spring of hell, and the chill is deep!

The Heavenly Cave Spirit Treasure of the same level could not match the sharpness of his cold spring prison sword.

It is like the Dongtian Lingbao conceived by Xiaodongtian, and it can't even stop his sword power!

The martial arts deity is indeed Xiaodongtian, but his prison guarding tripod is not a spiritual treasure bred by Xiaodongtian, but a soldier of the great emperor of the ancient era!

when!

The Hanquan Prison Sword collided with the prison guard cauldron, making a harsh noise.

Immediately afterwards, the body of Zhen Prison Ding was covered with a layer of frost in the blink of an eye, and it condensed into ice, as if it had become an ice sculpture.

"Hahahaha!"

The prisoner Hanquan laughed and said: "What kind of broken copper and iron, dare to show it in front of me!"

The martial arts deity looked calm, directly urging the divine consciousness and awakening the holy soul in the prison pot.

"expensive!"

"Roar!"

"Huh!"

"hiss!"

Suddenly four earth-shaking roars rang from the body of Zhen Prison Ding.

Immediately afterwards, the surface of the prison guarding cauldron burst out with blazing rays of light. On the cauldron wall, four behemoths with terrifying figures came alive and broke out of the ice!

"Ok?"

The host of Hanquan was shocked.

The breath of the four sacred beasts is so powerful.

The tyrannical pressure emanating from the sacred beast descended on the hall, suppressing the nine-headed dragon in front of the chariot and dared not move!

The four sacred beasts awakened at the same time and rushed to the cold spring prison master.

Boom boom boom!

Under the impact of the four sacred beasts, this huge chariot also collapsed, the restrictions in the chariot quietly collapsed, and Concubine Yu returned to freedom.

The martial arts deity waved the sleeves of his robe and brought out the jade concubine in the chariot and placed it behind him.

At this time, the four great sacred beasts had already rushed towards the cold spring prison master.

The green dragon hovered, the white tiger roared, the red bird roared in flames, the basalt stepped on the waves!

As the martial arts deity's cultivation realm climbed, the jail ding cauldron was nourished by his little cave, and his power rose rapidly with the tide.

The souls of the four sacred beasts have also undergone a transformation under the baptism of the Ten Heavenly Tribulation, which is even stronger than the Infernal Era.

Now, the power of the four holy souls has reached the level of the cave sky!

Under the attack of the four holy souls, the prison master of Hanquan couldn't resist, and wanted to urge the blood of the ancient Ming clan.

But the body of the four sacred souls also exudes the blood of the four sacred beasts!

Under the suppression of the bloodlines and aura of the four great sacred beasts, the bloodlines of the ancient Ming clan of the cold spring prison lord were firmly suppressed, and the operation was slow.