Strongest Myth System

“Qin Heavenly Emperor! You kill my friends, you can’t die!”

The man in Jinyi roared, even if there was only one head left, there was still a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he was not afraid of death.

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows with a smile : “So you came to bury your friends?”

Zhao Gongming disdain, taunted: “overestimate one’s capabilities!”

In the face of the words and humiliation of the two men, the men in the gold jacket almost gasped, and their eyes were full of blood, full of grievances and anger.

“I am Wei Yue, my Master is Sword God Yang Beiming, even if I am against you, my Master will help me out!”

The gold man icily said, while speaking, he still laughed, as if he had seen the scene of Qin Jun being killed by Yang Bei.

Sword God Yang Beiming?

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows, this is a star influential figure, he does not belong to the ancient fairy field, but his fame resounds through the universe.

Billion Sword River crossing the stars!

Sword Path’s Shenyang North Ming!

This is the real strongest sword repair in the universe. Compared with him, the sword master does not match his shoes.

Yang Beiming has not known how long it has been alive. Even Canghua Xianzun is hard to see his back. He has repeatedly lost in the hands of Yangbei.

No wonder this guy who claims to be Wei Yue is so fearless.

The prestige of Yangbei Ming is absolutely horrible. Anyone who has a relationship with Yangbei is not simple. Most of the creatures are not afraid to offend.

“How? Do you know if you are afraid?”

Wei Yue saw that Qin Jun did not speak, and his arrogance was even more arrogant.

Qin Jun is speechless, to Zhao Gongming instructed: “Kill it!”

This is a brain yet dare to be arrogant, it is a pig…

“Yes.”

Zhao Gongming nodded, directly abandoning Wei Yue’s head, Luo Fu whip a pumping, exploding on the spot, can not die.

But the next second, Qin Jun frowned.

Because Wei Yue’s Primordial Spirit did not appear, he could not believe such a powerhouse and died.

“Qin Heavenly Emperor! You kill me, this hatred does not share the sky, treat me this Venerable back to the ancient fairy field, you must die without a burial site !”

Wei Yue’s sneer sounded through the stars, and the killing intent in the words almost made the stars in the stars stand still.

Qin Jun listened to his eyes.

Just avatar into the cultivation base?

It is a democracy of Yang Beiming, it is really powerful.

“Ding! triggered Side Mission – Sword God’s Wrath! Mission Details: Sword God disciple Wei Yue hates Host, you must kill Host, if Host kills it, will obtain one Searching Sage chance, one God and Demon Summoning chance , one Skill Inheritance chance, one random lottery chance !”

Sword mad?

Qin Jun sneered at the nose, this kind of goods also known as sword mad?

“When is the report?”

Bodhi Founder Ancestor sighed and sighed. Zhao Gongming and Qiangliang are not cold. They are all killing people. Whoever provokes them will return ten times.

Just as they were ready to move on, it was another tyrannical aura.

Qiang Liang said: “What is going on today?”

Into the holy turn to appear?

When is there so much to enter the Holy Land?

Bodhi Founder Ancestor suddenly narrowed his eyes, and Zhao Gongming frowned, because he felt that the other side was extremely strong, not even inferior to him.

Qin Jun, listening to it, is it that Fuxi is coming?

Who is Fuxi?

The descendants of China know that in Myth, he is the brother of Nuwa who created Human Race, the Emperor who is the head of the Three Emperors, and he is the king in the history.

In Great Desolate Myth, he is one of the Monster Race giants and can compete with Supreme One Donghuang, Di Jun and Kunpeng.

Absolutely top power!

Just as Qin Jun secretly looked forward to, a man suddenly appeared outside the kilometer. He wore a black robe with a slightly vicissitude face. Like the three 40 years old, he had a long hair shawl. At first glance, he thought it was the one. The devil is coming.

The sultry aura and the cold and severe eyes make Zhao Gongming ready to fight.

“Fuxi!”

Strong good teeth shouted, when they Twelve Shaman Ancestors forced Fuxi together, afterwards Nuwa refining Fuxi’s demon body as Tu Wujian, handed to Di Jun and Supreme One Donghuang, Tu Wujian has great restraint effect on Shaman Race , the Monster Race arrogance.

After that, Fuxi took advantage of Nuwa’s relationship, reincarnation for Human Race Emperor, and enjoyed the power of merit.

Tu Wujian also became Xuanyuan Sword in the future, and Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan relied on Xuanyuan Sword to defeat the Chiyou.

The enemy meets, and the eyes are red.

Fuxi’s face was also cold and cold, icily said: “Strong, I didn’t expect to meet you again!”

While speaking, he suddenly took out a fiery red piano, which is his magical treasure Fenghuang piano, later known as Fuxi piano.

Zhao Gongming’s heart shook, his face was incredible.

How did Fuxi appear?

Bodhi Founder Ancestor has a weird look, subconsciously looking towards Qin Jun.

Just listen to Qin Jun and quickly said: “What do you want to do! The grudges of past lives, do you have to repeat the same mistakes?”

Well, Fuxi and Qiangliang still have Loyalty level for him, so they didn’t immediately shoot, but their faces didn’t look good.

Qin Jun said to Qiangliang: “Forget what you said to you, don’t want you to live for revenge, live for the resurrection of Pangu, I hope you follow you, climb up and climb to the real invincible Peak!”

Strong face changed and changed, and Zhao Gongming was touched by these words.

Live to achieve invincible.

Qin Jun turned to look towards Fuxi. “Monster Race identity is how many years ago, you are not Monster Race, but Human Race Emperor, great calamity, everyone is involuntarily, you are a saint It should have been seen.”

Fuck!

How do you forget that Qiangliang and Fuxi have hatred?

Qin Jun is upset in the heart, and now the strong is definitely being played by Fuxi. He doesn’t want to go to the ancient Immortal World, Fuxi will kill him.

“Your Majesty’s statement is that the past life is like the past, why bother?”

Bodhi Founder Ancestor also followed the sound, he vaguely vented a glimpse of aura, let Fuxi complexion changed.

Show holy aura!

Fuxi has reached a sacred place in the past, and is very familiar with the aura.

He couldn’t help but look at Bodhi Founder Ancestor, and he was very curious about the origins of Bodhi Founder Ancestor.

Strong good took a deep breath, then slowly loosen the clenched fists.

Zhao Gongming’s expression on the face of the show, except for Qin Jun, is his Senior. When he sees the atmosphere of the Seniors, he is somewhat excited.

As the two sides calmed down, Qin Jun was only with a smile: “Go! Go ahead!”

“With your help, what Xianzun, Sword God are clouds!”

Fuxi slightly nodded, strong coldly snorted, go to the corner of the dust, lie down and continue to fight.

Bodhi Founder Ancestor lightly smiled, manipulating the dust to continue flying to the ancient Immortal World.

This area is not passing by, but even if it is, it is estimated that Wei Meng’s previous momentum scared away.

A sacred scene, the two stages into the Holy Land, Perfection, a half step into the holy!

Although Qin Jun only took four people, it is equivalent to carrying a first rate influence.

Looking at the entire ancient fairyland, the forces that can come up with such a lineup are not at all, even if it is Canghua Xianzun.