Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Boom--

With the sound of a landslide, Xia Qingchen's altar in front of him collapsed with thunder and thunder.

The billows of smoke, soaring into the sky, shrouded Xia Qingchen in haze.

Nu Tian left and looked at Xia Qingchen, which was like smoke and fog, and like a god, and he saw dementia for a while.

He had only one question in his head, who was standing before him?

Does a mortal have the idea of ​​becoming the king of the gods?

will not!

Absolutely not!

But it is precisely this goal, the unwillingness of the slaves left behind, turned into smoke.

The moment Xia Qingchen said his goal, he lost.

His ambitions are in the three realms, but Xia Qingchen only saw the king of the heavenly gods.

With this ambition alone, he was far worse than Xia Qingchen and lost completely.

Even if he became the master of the Three Realms today, he still can't beat him Xia Qingchen!

"I, I lost!" Nu Tianyu lowered his head and confessed the defeat completely, but then he raised his head high again: "We, there is another gamble! Right?"

Xia Qingchen vaguely remembered that Nu Tianyu once said that he was eligible to make three gambles with him.

Now it seems that it is the angry genius who looks qualified.

"That's right." Xia Qingchen said.

Nu Tianyu's eyes were bright, and his dim eyes re-emerged with more brilliance: "Then, our third agreement is to see who becomes the **** first!"

People, the most feared thing is not mediocrity, but to be with a group of mediocre people.

No matter how high the talents are, it will be assimilated by the mediocre masses, and everyone will be carried away.

The talents of the slavery are rare in the three realms, but they never dare to covet the ambition of the ancestors and gods to become gods. Why?

Looking at the world, no one with this age has this ambition!

It was only at this moment that a peer of his age who was more talented than him appeared, and he pointed to the king of the gods. He only found out that he was in a mediocre state and was catching up.

After hearing it, Xia Qingchen lifted it up, and finally a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The road of martial arts is not alone."

"I'll wait for you to become a **** together." Xia Qingchen patted him on the shoulder.

The fighting spirit of the slavery is high, and the excitement in the expression is rare: "No, I am waiting for you!"

He must surpass Xia Qingchen, become a **** first, and win the last bet.

"Oh, good!" Xia Qingchen's eyes admired.

Nu Tian's frustration and courage became stronger and stronger, and he became stronger when he was strong.

If the opportunity is sufficient, it is not impossible to create the grandeur of its ancestors.

"The bet of the Lord of the Three Realms is that you won." Nu Tianyu pointed to the great river and mountain: "Lou Nan, it's yours!"

Xia Qingchen accepted it politely and said, "Thanks."

He has no interest in mortal rivers and mountains, but as he thought before, since he came to the Three Realms, he should be here.

Isn't it because the three realms dominate each other?

If the three realms are unified, how can there be wars?

If there is peace in the world, the warriors have the energy and resources to pursue martial arts, and study the three "Xia Ye Essays" that he handed down.

At that time, the repetition of martial arts in the Three Realms will no longer be far away.

"In addition, you are a descendant of the barbarian god, I did not kill." Xia Qingchen paused and said.

Nu Tianyi was in a mood for a while, and his emotions overflowed with words, but then he was deeply ashamed: "I am sorry for Bai Zhantian."

He killed Bai Zhantian, but Xia Qingchen did not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Xia Qingchen said: "He died for the person he wanted to protect, without regret, and you paid the same price."

It was heard that Slave Heaven looked down at the corpse of the Heavenly Priestess above the earth, his pupils shrank, and there was a trace of pain on his face: "Everything is my fault!"

Although the man was not killed by him, he died because of him.

He took out "The Mysterious Code" and stared at it, saying complicatedly: "Ancestor mistakes me!"

In the Secret Code, except for a small amount of cultivation experience, the rest are all secret techniques used for war.

Perennially obsessed with the secret code, he went astray.

Snapped--

He closed his eyes, folded his palms together, and slapped hard.

In this descendant of the barbarian god, the secret code that has been circulating for thousands of years has turned into a powder!

At the same time, he shouted again: "Where is the candle dragon priest?"

Wow wow wow--

The priest of the candle dragon in the distance jumped up and stood respectfully behind the slave's remains: "King!"

"From now on, there will be no Lounan King, your new master is Xia Qingchen, and his orders need to be executed with life."

The candle dragon priest's expression shook. After a long time, his eyes dimmed and said sadly: "Yes!"

Looking down at the world of slavery, he bowed his head, what else can he say?

"You convey the same order to the other six priests." Nu Tianyu said with relief: "Xia Qingchen will be a good master."

"Yes, Wang... no, division!"

Nu Tianyi was really put down, and even the former priests were handed over to Xia Qingchen.

"That's right." Suddenly, Nu Tianyi took out half of the drawings from the ninja of the finger of the dragon priest and handed it to Xia Qingchen: "This is for you."

Xia Qingchen took it and closed it with a blank expression, frowning: "Are you still thinking about this thing?"

This drawing, the candle dragon priest once obtained the spirit palace, and also obtained the Zhongyun Realm for inquiries, hoping that the spiritual masters of the two realms can refine it.

"Of course not, no matter whether it is the material, the remaining half of the drawings, or the refiners, it is impossible for us to refine them." Nu Tian said.

This drawing is the refining drawing of the Undead Scepter.

Xia Qingchen had warned the candle dragon priest at the beginning, don't pay attention to it.

"The refining map was discovered by accident. The original intention was to refining it for war, but now it is useless, and I will give it to you." Nu Tian said.

Xia Qingchen looked suspicious: "How did you find out?"

The refining maps of these advanced nirvanas, such as the Scepter of the Undead, were not found in the martial arts and civilized places like the two realms, but in the remote places like Lounan.

He had doubts about this problem at that time.

"It is a member of the Wulu priest tribe, Wu Guiming." Nu Tianyi recalled: "He accidentally obtained it during a raid."

Wu Guiming?

Xia Qingchen remembered him: "How about people?"

"Amidst the rebellion, disappeared." Nu Tian said.

The three priests rebelled. He led the army to rebellion. During the process, the whereabouts of the black ghost were unknown.

"Is there a problem?" Nu Tian asked.

Xia Qingchen's eyes were deeply insightful: "There is no problem in refining drawings, people have problems."

He remembered Luo Shuixian once said that after she was captured by Wu Guiming, she accidentally saw a dark shadow flashing on Wu Guiming.

This person is very problematic!

"Submit the order, within three realms, wanted Wu Guiming!" Xia Qingchen said.

Now from the north to Zhongyun, from the middle to the cold area, and from the south to the south of the building, there is the power of Xia Qingchen. As long as Wu Gui is alive, there will be a day to find it.

As for the refining drawings, Xia Qingchen also gave Nu Tianyi: "Handle it yourself."

He did not worry about anyone being able to refine this picture, not to mention anything else, just the essence of ninety-nine **** remains is destined to be unsuccessful.

Nu Tianyu thought about it and tore it off in person, it doesn't matter: "Since you feel dangerous, then tear it up."

He looked relaxed and clenched his fists towards Xia Qingchen: "Lou Nan will leave it to you. I am going to find a place to practice with peace of mind."

"Go." Xia Qingchen cast an encouraging look.

The two looked at each other and smiled, just about to separate, but the sky heard a yin and yang strange voice: "Sure enough, it was an embarrassment! Stubborn, stealing the territory!"

Everyone looked up, and a young man in a gossip robe came from a gloomy monster. (Five tomorrow)