Chapter 1561 Reluctant

"Then what should we do?"

Zhao Shuang'er gritted her teeth tightly, and even the elder brother was slapped to death by that Pengsheng. How can they contend with such dignified people.

"How about Senior Sister Zhao and I enter the secret treasury and ask these brothers and sisters to hold him back for a while?"

Zhang Jiuji pondered for a moment, only then did the aura emanating from Peng Sheng's body contain a ray of imperial power.

Even he felt extremely terrified.

Chen Zaijian is dead, I am afraid that Perak Sect will notice soon.

The dozens of respected people in front of them only need to resist for a while, and maybe a strong man from the Thunderbolt Sect will come and kill Pengsheng.

No matter how bad it is, wait until he gets the good luck in the secret store first, and then ask Yinyue to take action and kill Zhao Shuang'er and Pengsheng.

The two great powers are competing for treasures, and the ordinary strong will not get involved at all.

It's a pity that they won't know that the lives of these two people are only in my Zhang Jiuji's thought.

Good fortune is in me! !

"This...isn't very good..."

Zhao Shuang'er obviously hesitated, but with her strength, although she couldn't be Peng Sheng's opponent, wouldn't it be more than enough to deal with Gong Jiu?

"Senior Sister! Don't hesitate, this Pengsheng will obviously not let you go, so is it possible that you really want to be his concubine?!"

Zhang Jiuji gritted his teeth and drank softly, while Zhao Shuang'er was stunned for a moment, finally took a deep breath, and shouted in a cold voice, "Brothers, set up a thunderbolt thunder formation!"

"Yes! Saintess!"

Hearing this, a group of Perak sect disciples immediately circulated their spiritual power and surrounded Pengsheng in the center.

"Overreach!"

Pengsheng snorted coldly, crossed his arms with his hands, and didn't mean to put everyone in his eyes at all.

"kill!!"

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the disciples became more and more serious. As the palms changed, they saw thunderbolts, thunder and fire descending from the sky, heading towards Pengsheng to suppress them.

"That's it?"

However, what is shocking is that at this time Pengsheng still didn't use any spiritual power, and let the thunderbolts fall, but with the strength of his body, he resisted all of them.

joke.

In the past five hundred years, he has fused with the blood of the great emperor, and the thunder and calamity karma he has endured is not ten thousand times more terrifying than this?

"Bow Nine! Quick!"

Zhao Shuang'er gritted her silver teeth tightly, and there was sadness in her eyes.

Obviously, today's disciples of the Thunderbolt Sect may not survive any of them.

But as long as she can get the fortune here, it is not considered a loss.

"good!"

Zhang Jiuji frowned, and didn't dare to hesitate any longer. The moment his palm was stretched out, that imprint of reincarnation suddenly bloomed with profound brilliance.

"Buzz!"

In the land of thousands of miles, the sun shines everywhere.

On the ancient jasper tree, the divine lines appeared and the mist rose.

And in the middle of its branches, a strange spiritual whirlpool tree hole is slowly emerging.

At the same time, Thunderbolt sect.

Ling Xiao, Zhao Wu and others suddenly put down their wine glasses, walked out of the hall, and looked in the direction of Taixu Mountain.

"The suzerain also felt it?"

"Tishi... how is it possible?"

At this moment, Zhao Wu's face suddenly turned pale.

Although the creations in Taixu Mountain are extremely rare, Emperor Shi...

Is Shengdi Palace too exaggerated?

"Empire power?"

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised a faint smile, and there seemed to be some pondering in his eyes.

He also felt that breath, it was indeed a ray of imperial power.

However, this ray of imperial power is too sloppy, and there is a clear gap with Chi Yan and Emperor Wu.

Obviously, this person who has the power of the emperor is not the real emperor.

"Sect... Sect Master!!"

On the mountain road in the distance, two young disciples suddenly rushed over, their eyes were terrified, and they hesitated to speak.

"What is it! Say!"

Zhao Wu's eyelids twitched lightly, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

These two people are the disciples of the Thunderbolt Sect who are in charge of guarding the fate cards, and they are thinking of the previous imperial power.

It's over, Barbie Q! !

"Sovereign, senior brother's life card is broken..."

The faces of the two disciples were pale. As one of the most cultivated people in the present age, although Chen Zaijian's talent was not as good as Zhao Shuang'er, his realm had stepped into the holy realm, and he had condensed three holy patterns.

He is the most promising person in the entire Perak sect to step into the supreme level within a thousand years.

But now...he suddenly fell into Taixu Mountain! !

"What!!"

Zhao Wu's body trembled, his steps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

"metropolitan!!"

However, before the panic on his face dissipated, several figures loomed over the mountain road in the distance.

"What... what's wrong?"

"Sect Master!! Second senior brother, third senior brother, fourth senior brother...The thirteenth senior brother's life cards are all broken!!"

"What!!!"

At this moment, Zhao Wu felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Although he guessed that there would be casualties in the battle of fortune.

But he still seems to have underestimated the ruthlessness of the Holy Emperor Palace, and actually slaughtered him in a thunderbolt contemporary? !

"Shuang'er...how is Shuang'er!!"

"Sect Master, Senior Sister Shuang'er has no..."

"Puchi!"

A streak of blood dripped from the corner of Zhao Wu's mouth, but the young disciple scratched his head, "Senior Sister is fine.

"

"I say you..."

Rao, with Zhao Wu's disposition, he could hardly restrain the killing intent in his heart at this moment, so he executed this little disciple on the spot.

"Emperor...Emperor!!"

Suddenly, Zhao Wu seemed to think of something, knelt down on his knees, moved in front of Ling Xiao, and hugged his thighs with both hands, "I beg the emperor to uphold justice for my Thunderbolt Sect!!"

Now that the Holy Emperor's Palace has already dealt with it harshly, no matter if he goes or the Patriarch of the Thunderbolt Sect goes, it will be difficult to change the situation.

Only Ling Xiao, the descendant of the Ling clan, the emperor of the human race may keep the last hope of the Thunderbolt sect.

"This... the battle of good fortune..."

Ling Xiao frowned, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Emperor!! I beg you to save Shuang'er, Zhao Wu will be a cow and a horse, and he will do whatever he wants! No, let Shuang'er be a cow and a horse for you!"

"Sect Master Zhao is serious. It is indeed a bit too much to cut off the inheritance. I will go and have a look. I hope there is still time."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, his eyes were deep, and he disappeared in place instantly after taking a step.

"Sovereign, we..."

Behind Zhao Wu, all the elders of the Thunderbolt Sect looked ashen, and it was obvious that their hearts were extremely angry.

"Dishi... It seems that this time, the Holy Emperor's Palace is probably trying to destroy my Thunderbolt Sect..."

Zhao Wu sighed, raised his head and closed his eyes, feeling melancholy all over his body.

"Forget it, since the emperor is gone, let's wait and see what happens."

If there is really an emperor in Taixu Mountain, or even a false emperor, it is not something that the Thunderbolt Sect can compete with.

And once the crowd goes forward, if the words are wrong, it may cause a catastrophe.

"Why!"

The entire Thunderbolt Sect suddenly fell into mourning.

At this time, in the depths of Taixu Mountain, Zhang Jiuji looked at the entrance to the secret realm slowly opening with gloomy eyes, turning his head from time to time to look at the battle situation behind him.

only!

Even if dozens of Zunjing teamed up to set up a large formation, they still couldn't hurt Pengsheng one iota.

I saw that the young emperor of the Holy Emperor Palace could shatter the head of a Thunderbolt sect genius with a single palm.

In just a short moment, in the ancient forest, blood flowed like a river, and broken bones were everywhere.

After the last Thunderbolt Sect disciple fell to the ground, Peng Sheng's eyes were finally on Zhang Jiuji and Zhao Shuang'er.

"It's your turn."