Chapter 882 Who Can Be Underestimated

The Immortal Emperor Jiuchong finally took advantage of the right time to ask a question that had troubled him for a long time, but he did not wait for a satisfactory answer. His divine sense was swept away, and he saw that the current Bahuang City Lord, the white-robed Zhanxian, was actually surrounded by three god emperors. Sacrifice the Immortal Seal, and swayed purple awns in the surrounding void.

"Old Ren, you are obviously invincible, why don't you ask for help?"

Immortal Emperor Jiuchongtian took over the pressure temporarily for Baipao Zhanxian, and asked coldly without looking back.

The white-robed warrior Ren Longdan took a few breaths, and said with a sneer, "I have encountered even dangerous situations before, why do I need you to rescue me?"

The Immortal Emperor Jiuzhongtian sneered: "You are still so stubborn. Among the Seven Holy Lands, I hate your Bahuang City the most!"

The white-robed Zhanxian shouted: "Everyone, each other!"

As the two of them were talking, the white-robed war fairy suddenly shivered. He didn't help the Jiuzhongtian emperor against the gods around him. Instead, he was like a dragon and crossed through the void.

That old Xiu Xiu was the guardian of Donghuang Mountain, and now he was covered in blood, so he was almost lost.

Baipao Zhanxian rescued him, and shouted in a deep voice: "Your strength is not enough to fight a devil emperor alone, don't be too aggressive, I know you are here to replace that Daozi to fight for death this time, but at least letting yourself die is more valuable..."

"Does the old man need you to teach me a lesson?"

The guard of Donghuang Mountain shouted sullenly, but there was still lingering fear in his heart. He originally wanted to take over a god emperor alone, but unexpectedly, after this contest, he found that the opponent's strength was far stronger than he imagined, but he almost lost his life directly!

"It's obviously the same realm, why can't you do it and I can't?"

The guards of Donghuang Mountain were full of resentment, and they fell down quickly. They traversed three hundred miles, and came to the ancestor of Wangqing Island who was holding a dragon head crutch to fight the Supreme God Emperor Li. With a seal in his hand, he shot down behind the Supreme Emperor Li God.

The ancestors of Wangqing Island shouted sharply: "Get lost!"

Donghuangshan Shoushan's popular forehead is full of blue veins: "I..."

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This battle has just started, and many dangers have already emerged.

The Supreme Ten Emperors are indeed tyrannical and terrifying, both in terms of strength and realm, they are already first-class.

All the cultivators in the arena are already the top major cultivators in the world, but fighting against them is also a very dangerous scene.

"Don't let him escape..."

Saint Jingtian, Saint Gufang, and Saint Luchuan each held their magic weapons and stared at the Supreme Witch God Emperor with a white bone and snake tail. He wanted to use the power of the three to kill this God Emperor, but he didn't expect that the puppet had an extremely strange figure, looming in the dark magic breath, and interspersed.

And when he reappeared, he was always extremely sinister, and suddenly killed the three saints.

In all fairness, the combined strength of the three Saints of the Immortal Alliance is not weaker than him, but under such circumstances, the three Saints seemed to be played by it, and fought for a long time.

"Wow" "Wow" "Wow"

At this time, Mr. Lei had already rushed into the dark magic breath, and killed the Supreme Emperor Yushen who was sitting on the stone platform.

But he didn't expect that it seemed that he was very close to the Supreme Yushen Emperor, but he still couldn't get close.

The Supreme Emperor Yushen didn't seem to do anything, but in the dark magic breath behind him, all kinds of monsters poured out one after another, one was stronger than the other, and there was an unknown number of kings and demons inside, rushing like a tide, and they came to kill him one after another.

Mr. Lei has a bad temper, with more than 3,000 flying knives criss-crossing around him, cutting countless monsters into pieces.

But the key point is that those monsters seem to be inexhaustible, and every time they are cut into pieces, they always recover on the spot in the dark magic breath.

On the other side, the ancestors of Wangqing Island, the guardians of Donghuang Mountain, and the three saints of the Immortal Alliance, are also gradually exhausted and dangerous.

Fang Yuan, who was fighting fiercely with the Supreme Dragon God Emperor, couldn't help feeling a little heavy.

He already fully understood what the Supreme Dragon God Emperor said just now.

Today, it is true that the Supreme Ten Emperors have not grown to the highest level, but they also pose a huge threat to the human world, and to them, the great monks who came to eliminate demons, not in terms of strength, but in terms of...quantity!

Dragon, Chaos, Yin-Yang, Xu, Xue, Yu, Ming, Pan, Li, Wu, the ten great gods and emperors all have fierce and invincible power.

Among the cultivators in the field, only Tiankui Saint, Jiuzhong Tianxianhuang, Baipao Zhanxian, Xijianchi Jianshou, Fang Yuan and others can take over one of them with their own strength. The rest are more or less weak and can only besiege them, or rely on certain magic weapons and supernatural powers to deal with them, and this makes the situation always have some omissions and incompleteness!

The five of them can only take over five god emperors, and apart from them, the ancestors of Wangqing Island are fighting with their lives to fight a god emperor alone. The guards of Donghuang Mountain are helping her to prevent her from being defeated; Spy on them, and also wait for the opportunity to sneak attack!

In addition, this battlefield is full of dark magic breath and monsters, and they happen to be hiding. No matter how strong their spiritual sense is, they may not be careful, which immediately makes Fang Yuan and others extremely dangerous, and may fall into a situation of being besieged by two gods at any time!

Fortunately, they were also extremely alert, and they helped each other to barely survive.

But the problem is that in the Devil's Breath Lake, there are not only the reincarnated puppet Ten Emperors, but also many monsters and distorted laws. These are the power of the Ten Emperors. Therefore, amidst the chaos, Fang Yuan and his party gradually fell into decline.

"In this battle, the victory or defeat is not based on the long board, but on the short board!"

Fang Yuan was able to discover this situation, and so could the rest.

The three sages of Xianmeng, the guardians of Donghuang Mountain, the ancestors, Mr. Lei and others all felt endless anger in their hearts.

"On weekdays, everyone is equally famous and respected. Now when it's time to move the real chapter, there is even a junior like Fang Xiaozi, but we come here to hinder us. If it gets out, how can we have the face to call ourselves masters?"

The ancestor of Wangqing Island shouted angrily, suddenly reversed the kung fu, spewed a mouthful of blood, and purple flames ignited around the whole body.

While the raging flames were burning, she actually looked younger, and her mana was also skyrocketing.

Amidst the stern voice, the old ancestor's aura was overwhelming, and the dragon head turned into a long spear in his hand. He joined hands with the guard of Donghuang Mountain, and attacked the Supreme Li God Emperor.

On the other side, just as the Supreme Witch God Emperor repeated his plan and quietly appeared behind the Saint Luchuan, intending to pierce the Saint Luchuan with his white bone tail, all of a sudden, the surroundings were illuminated with extremely hidden formations of light, but it was the Saint Jingtian who set off an endless formation, which happened to trap him in the middle of the formation, with his white beard flying up, carrying an indescribable gloom.

"You monster, do you really think we are something you can play with?"

The puppet shrank its pupils, only then did it realize that the three sages of the Immortal League seemed to be weak, but in fact they deliberately showed themselves to be weak, and they were quietly controlling themselves.

"Jie Jie..."

Seeing this, the puppet laughed strangely, and said in a sarcasm, "I, the Supreme Illusory God Emperor, was just playing with you just now, but with the meager cultivation of the three of you, where do you have the guts to come and act wild in my Supreme Illusory God Palace?"

When he was speaking, his figure jumped violently.

The surrounding dark demonic aura rolled in, and unexpectedly formed a majestic and strange shrine around him.

The copper furnace was suppressed in front of the shrine, but it was blocked by endless dark brilliance.

"If you want to die, I can fight with you!"

In the other room, the short Supreme Emperor Yushen, who had been sitting cross-legged on the small stone platform, looked coldly at Mr. Lei in the group of monsters. He didn't speak, but his voice rang out: "But at least...you have to be qualified to come to me!"

"Damn, are you underestimating me?"

Mr. Lei was panting tiredly. After hearing this, his angry eyebrows were raised upright, and he scolded fiercely: "You all look down on me, so what if I am a blacksmith? So what if I married my master as my wife? Damn, the Immortal League didn't invite me to be a saint, and the other holy places refused to admit that my Leitai was a holy place. Laugh, but you want to underestimate me in your heart?"

His anger was really unreasonable, and even the Supreme Yushen Emperor frowned.

I thought to myself that I just said something casually, so how could it cause you to complain so much?

But before this thought crossed his mind, Mr. Lei suddenly untied the black wooden box he was carrying on his back while scolding endlessly, and looked down on the ground, his eyes full of murderous intent: "Today, I will show you how capable the blacksmith is!"

"Wow!"

The black wooden box was untied, and suddenly a demon knife appeared from inside.

On that monster knife, there are countless veins, like blood vessels. It looks like it has its own heart, which is beating non-stop, but after being released from the wooden box, one can feel that it seems to be in a joyful mood. The blade trembles slightly, as if it wants to jump away, but Mr. Lei stretches out his hand and grabs the handle of the knife!

"You were made by Lao Tzu, if you want to run away, you have to do something for me before running away!"

Allowing the veins on the knife to wrap around his body, Mr. Lei raised serious eyebrows and said, "Little brat, I think you're still crazy!"

The Supreme Emperor Yushen was full of vigor, and he felt a little reluctant: "Speaking of conscience, am I crazy?"