Signing into Emperor Cheng, being a teacher is really not a person in the Tao

Nine-colored rays of light mixed with endless frost wrapped around Mu Yu's body, crazily improving Dao Yun.

Feeling the love from the two senior sisters, Mu Yu shouted loudly.

"Thank you to the two senior sisters. In order to prevent the senior sisters from being affected, I implore the two senior sisters to ride on me!"

Xuanguang laid a sky bridge, and paved it under the two Hututus.

The second daughter hesitated for a moment, but walked up slowly.

"It is Mu Yu's honor to fight side by side with the two senior sisters."

"It seems to be full of power!"

"Mu Yu?" Luo Li's pink lips twitched slightly, remembering this good name.

Out of impersonality.

Luo Li saw at a glance that Mu Yu was not a human being, and that Kunpeng's dharma form was not transformed by Taoism, but was his real body.

Hututu and Luo Li have no idea about the Ten Fierce Protoss.

In Xiao Chen's view, going down the mountain without knowing the distribution of power in the mainland is a kind of disrespect for life.

Isn't the meaning of Gou Dao just for Gou's life in troubled times?

This world is too messy.

The strong have the right to speak, the gods sit on the altar, and all living beings are suffering.

And this god, only people above the Emperor Realm can be called a god.

"Fight the enemy well, Senior Sister will be with you." Seeing a black cloud coming from the depths of the imperial mausoleum, extinguishing thousands of Taoism, it was clear to the bewilderment that it was a higher-level powerhouse who made the move, so he crazily output divine light.

Fortunately, innate supernatural powers can transcend the boundaries of cultivation, and they can still exert magical effects on enlightened people.

Especially when the cpu Dafa of the senior sister fell, Mu Yu seemed to have been beaten to death.

The three major disciples under Xiao Chen joined forces to face the Holy King.

Kunpeng's golden wings turned into big golden hands, and the huge Kunpeng's body held a terrifying giant axe.

The Ice God Battle Armor removed most of the power of the Holy King for him.

Then the blood of the ancestors boiled, allowing him to give birth to a power comparable to that of a holy king, of course it was only for a moment.

"Entering the Holy King in an instant can be regarded as creating your own brilliance."

Xiao Chen nodded slowly, wondering if the muddle-headed god's prayers acted on him, would he be able to break that layer of shackles.

In the sky above the imperial mausoleum, Huizong smiled coldly with a majestic atmosphere.

"Forcing into the Saint King Realm surprised me, but unfortunately you only have one chance to strike. Even if you are firmly in the Saint King Realm, I can kill you with one blow."

"Sword come!"

Thirty or so emperor's auras in the imperial mausoleum merged into one stream, condensing into a sword.

It's 40 meters long!

The golden holy sword, swung out like a scar in the sky, split the sky in half. Normally, in such a situation, there would be a supreme power to suppress it.

But Mu Yu, who was holding the sky axe, removed most of the divine power with a single axe.

Then let out a loud "Broken Pole"!

This is the supreme mystery of the Kunpeng treasure art of their Kunpeng God Clan.

Breaking the pole, that is, transcending the limit of the object itself, is divided into two layers.

One is to break the pole of the life weapon, and the other is to break the pole of the deity. Mu Yu only mastered the first type, and he broke the pole himself. After borrowing the innate magical powers of the two senior sisters, he is almost there.

That's right, this is one blow in his peak state, and only one blow.

It only takes one hit!

The golden holy sword was conceived and raised by the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of thousands of years. It is a quasi-divine weapon in itself, and coupled with Huizong's holy king cultivation, it should be a lore for Mu Yu.

But after the collision, it only broke the opponent's layer of ice god armor.

Because Huizong's holy king's body couldn't bear the power overflowing from the Zhundi soldiers, half of his body was blasted into mud.

"Pfft!"

Impossible, even if the enlightened person has all kinds of magical powers, he can't be the War Saint King, he must be...

When Huizong was in a panic, he only came to one conclusion: the Protoss is worthy of being the Protoss.

One word: Invincible!

"Ahem, cough, the more amazing you are, the faster your death will be accelerated. It should be very exciting to kill ten murderous heirs, but it's a pity that I am not worthy of infecting this layer of karma."

Let's talk, Qinzong pinched a layer of holy light in his hand and sacrificed it to the depths of the imperial tomb.

The 32 imperial tombs flew up together, reflecting 32 golden lights, and finally condensed into a virtual shadow.

In the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty, some of them truly passed away, only a wisp of remnant soul conceived in the mausoleum, not even a corpse.

Some voluntarily sat down, after all, lying dead is also a kind of practice.

On the other side, Mu Yu collapsed from a high altitude, and when he saw the rows of figures with his weak eyes, he couldn't help but raged: "Your grandma doesn't talk about martial arts, she just beat the young ones and ran out!" ah!"

It doesn't matter if they run out from the grave, there are a dozen of them in one run.

Leaning from both sides to the middle, the emperor's aura became stronger and stronger, until the one in the middle reached the Supreme Realm.

There is a Supreme Being in charge of the Great Zhou God Dynasty, and Hutu is dumbfounded.

"It's over, it's over, if you don't know the place here, how can you move rescuers?"

With the Snow Clan as her back, Junior Sister Luo Li should be able to break the siege of Supreme Being.

But the Snow Clan is in the extreme northern sky, which is two heavens away.

Far cannot quench near thirst.

"By the way, master! Master said that as long as he activates the Xiaoyao Order, he will know...but it's so far away, and he can't come here."

Seeing that the indiscriminate bombardment from the Supreme and the Holy King is about to fall.

In a hurry, Hu Tutu could only hold the mentality of giving it a try, and squeezed the Xiaoyao Ling severely.

Because I used it for the first time, I shouted at Xiaoyao Ling while casting the spell:

"Master, Master..."

"Are you here?"

"Can you hear me? I'm dying, my disciple is..."

There was no response from the other end of Xiaoyao Ling, and his confused heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

But right now!

A lazy yet pampering voice sounded from the sky:

"Stop shouting, the teacher is always here."

Xiao Chen coughed lightly and walked out of the void, stepping on the breeze, with a green shirt fluttering in the wind, looking like a pretty young man.

The moment he appeared, the Taoism in a radius of ten thousand miles was sparsely annihilated.

He couldn't even see any movements clearly, so he melted everything.

"Age, no."

At an unsuitable age, but with the power to shock ghosts and gods so much, the Supreme Zhou Dynasty's Supreme Being stopped for a moment.

"Who is it, report your name!"

The old man in the dragon robe in the center was originally just a phantom, but gradually became real. He is the Great Zhou Emperor, second only to the Great Zhou Shi Emperor in cultivation.

However, Xiao Chen came to Mu Yu's side on his own, supported the body of the Kunpeng that was over [-] miles away with only his thoughts, and then gently stroked its head.

"Master, I finally understand why your Yafu didn't let me take you away."

He is such a fearless guy, he really dare not be your master if he has no strength, and he has to wipe your ass.

Xiao Chen sighed in his heart.

"Master! It's really you, I'm not a dreamer, woo woo woo..."

"I'm so scared to death."

One couldn't hold back, and threw himself on Xiao Chen in a daze.

He threw himself directly into his arms.

"Ah..."

Today is different from the past, Hututu has grown up, not small.

Subconsciously, I felt lumps...ah no, it's two lumps of soft stuff, pressed in my arms, I don't know what to do...