Strongest Myth System

“It’s him! Zeng Yumo! The old principle is great, although it is not the lord, but often helps the great influence!”

A cultivator stood on the top of the building and exclaimed. The name of Zeng Yumo came out, attracting many souls to whisper.

Zeng’s fame is not small, especially in great influence, he can do anything as long as he gives him enough rewards.

The masters of the great influence of the sword master, Hua Yijian, Dipankara, Marmot, Jiuyin Yin, Sima Mengmo, 岐Wolf King, Naranci, etc. appeared one after another, they all observed Qin Jun on the roof.

In the face of thousands of gaze, Qin Jun looks as usual, and seems to have no feeling for Zeng Yimo’s momentum.

“roll.”

Qin Jun spit out a word and it was so cold.

Where did you come to Xiaoxiaosan and dare to stop his way?

Once I heard it, the killing intent in my eyes was even worse. The right hand was lifted up and a bronze scimitar appeared in his hand.

call out–

Just then, a golden giant pole swept past Qin Jun, very fast, directly on the chest of Zeng Yumo, and pushed it to the end of the street.

It is Sun Wukong, Ruyi Golden Cudgel!

A loud bang, Zeng Yumao collapsed the stone wall outside 100 meters, dusty, so many souls moved.

So rough?

Just listen to Sun Wukong holding Golden Cudgel with one hand, disdain with with a smile: “Bastard dare to stop the road? Is it stupid?”

Great Principle to Immortal Realm Middle Stage !

Many souls are secretly swearing, Sage Emperor Qin’s casual one is so strong?

Qin Jun snorted, then stepped forward and went forward. He could feel that Zeng Yumo did not die, but he still moved forward, obviously not putting Zeng Yumo in his eyes.

“roar roar…”

In the dust, the low voice of Zeng Yumo’s anger is heard, which makes people feel guilty.

岐Wolf King stares down, muttered: “Zeng Yumo is the existence of the Great Principle to Immortal Realm Late Stage, even if I have to avoid three points, how difficult it is to kill him!”

Next to Naranci, there was no opening, and the face was full of nervous colors. Before Sage Emperor Qin appeared, the legends of Zeng Yumo were circulated in the six halls and three places. It is said that Zeng Yumo’s shots never lost, of course, he wanted to ask him to take shots. Must pay the equivalent.

“Who is the one who asked Zeng Yumo to shoot?” 岐Wolf King thought curiously, not only him, but the other lords also guessed this.

Zeng Yumo never shot for no reason.

“die for me !”

A roar of scalp and numb sounded, and I saw Zeng Yumo rushing out with a bronze scimitar. The powerful strength directly bounced the Golden Cudgel, so that it could be recovered in time at Sun Wukong, otherwise it would sweep into Qin Jun.

The distance between 100 meters is a step away from the Powerhouse of the Great Principle to Immortal Realm Late Stage.

Zeng Yumo held up the bronze scimitar and wanted to kill Qin Jun with a knife.

Qin Jun only felt black in front of him, but he did not panic, and even his face did not change, his eyes were not blind, and the curvature of his mouth was not flat.

boom–

A huge fist flew over Qin Jun’s head and slammed into the face of Zeng’s demon. The blood flew, and Xingtian was shot. He stood behind Qin Jun and hung his right arm over Qin Jun’s head.

Between Zeng Yumo and Xingtian, Qin Jun looks very small, but has a calm and temperament, which makes the picture full of visual impact.

Just pause for a second, Zeng Yumo flew out like a string of arrows, shot at the sky high speed, leaving a long blood arrow, disappeared into the sight of the souls in the blink of an eye, life and death are unknown.

Quiet!

The whole street is silent, and all the creatures are moved towards the Xingtian.

The burly Xingtian like Demon God stood behind Qin Jun and slowly stopped, like an Iron Pagoda standing behind Qin Jun.

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled. He stepped forward and the wind was light and dark. He did not take Zeng Yimo seriously!

Sun Wukong glared at Golden Cudgel, Yang Jian walked like a dragon and stepped like a tiger, Bodhi Founder Ancestor with the dust, golden light, the graceful grace of the Virgin, the entire group walked through, all have their own style.

“really strong !”

Yanhuang stared at Xingtian’s back and whispered, and the three men behind him had already seen it.

That was a demon!

Great Principle To the eternal existence of Immortal Realm Late Stage!

How many souls in the world have reached this height?

“It’s too strong! Zeng Yumo is so defeated!”

“He is Xingtian, just the strength, I am thrilled by this far…”

“Xingtian’s aura is too strong. I have never seen such a strong aura. Where did he come from?”

“It’s Sage Emperor Qin, I’m facing the face of Zeng’s face!”

“tsk tsk, yesterday is the summer night, today is the demon, the old powerhouses are not guaranteed!”

The creatures on both sides of the street have been talking about it, and the eyes of look at towards Qin Jun and the others are full of awe.

Qin Jun looked up casually and looked over the sword master, Hua Yijian, Dipankara, Jiuyin Yindi, Sima Mengmo, 岐Wolf King, Naranci, etc., just a casual look, but can make people feel To his madness, it seems that he does not put the whole world in his eyes.

“This guy……”

Jiuyin Yin Emperor locked his brows, and there was a nameless fire in his heart. I don’t know why, how did he feel that Qin Jun and Yan Di were like?

The expression of the sword master is extremely complicated, especially when looked towards Xingtian.

Dipankara is sighed in relief, Qin Jun is finally here!

Last night, he was uneasy, for fear that Supreme One Donghuang suddenly broke out. Now that Qin Jun is coming, at least someone can hold Supreme One Donghuang.

Sima Mengmo can’t wait to kill Qin Jun. He used to remember the shame of the Southern Territory in the battle for the fairy tomb. He always remembered it, but when he saw the strength of Xingtian, he didn’t dare to shoot.

岐Wolf King, Naranci, and so on, all have awe.

All the way through several streets, the creatures on both sides are nervously looking at them, where they pass, abruptly stopped.

With the victory of a battle, the loss of a powerhouse, the name of Sage Emperor Qin has become a well-known existence.

Qin Jun’s fame points have already started to sprint 100 billion, if it becomes the nine emperors, it is bound to skyrocket.

“tsk tsk, our gas field is very strong!”

Sun Wukong was a little excited, as if returning to the Celestial Palace, the scene where Celestial Immortal Buddha was helpless.

Qin Jun sings with a smile: “When you become the world’s nine emperors, you will be more impressive!”

Everyone listened to the blood, even Bodhi Founder Ancestor couldn’t help but smile.

He was indifferent to fame and fortune only because he was forced by Journey to the West World. With Qin Jun, he didn’t need to worry too much. All the pressure was Qin Jun.

Regardless of who offended, the enemy who first wanted to kill was Qin Jun.

This is the benefit of the chess piece.

At this moment, Qin Jun suddenly stopped and everyone smiled and they were all dignified.

Xingtian is even more impressive.

Supreme One Donghuang, who saw a gold coat, walked from the front, followed by three big Monster Kings.

“Supreme One Donghuang.”

Qin Jun muttered softly, staring at the most deterrent lord without fear.

The strength of Supreme One Donghuang is ingrained for Chinese people, even God and Demon such as Sun Wukong are extremely jealous.