Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1122

Once again take a pseudo God level gathering elixir and turn around a slight disadvantage.

Yang Teng didn't continue. He stopped his movements and shouted at Yin Xiang: "Yin Xiang, I know why you don't dare to lift your veil and meet people. It turned out that you have become a monster!"

"What are you talking about!" Yin Xiang's heart shook wildly, and he also stopped spewing black blood droplets.

His movements were almost to the extreme, and no one could see the change on his face at the moment when the black towel and handkerchief lifted and fell.

But Yang Teng still saw it.

Yang Teng laughed: "Yin Xiang, do you still want to deceive yourself and others? Look at your face. It's covered with fish scales. Can you still be a person now! Do you dare to call yourself a human monk! I'm really ashamed of you. I don't know what your parents will think when you become a monster, and will your father kill your mother!"

Many monks, including Yin Xiang, didn't react. Yin Xiang's face changed. What does this have to do with his parents.

Standing far away from the war zone, the old slovenly who had never spoken burst into laughter: "Yang Teng, your boy is too bad. Just say that Yin Xiang's mother misbehaved and gave birth to Yin Xiang by combining with other animals. You can't expose the background of others in front of so many people. Didn't you harm the three members of Yin Xiang's family?"

"Ha ha!" there was a roar of laughter in the viewing area.

Yang Teng is such a loser that he buried Yin Xiang.

Obviously, Yin Xiang's change can't be his mother's cheating. It's entirely because he inherited the inheritance of the demon emperor.

That old slovenness is even worse. I have to explain it so clearly.

Yang Teng shouted at the old slob, "that's what you said. I didn't say that. Yin Xiang is the descendant of the great emperor. His blood source is more complex. It's normal. Your old slob won't be jealous."

The old slovenly waved his hand again and again, "I don't envy such a thing. My old slovenly is definitely my father's son."

The monks in the viewing area laughed. Who is not Dad's son? At most, some people like to be a father, but there is still only one father.

Yin Xiang was livid with anger.

Of course, his dark face can't be seen no matter how hard it is.

"Old sloppy! You want to die!" Yin Xiang was furious.

The old slovenly screamed: "what do you mean when I say the descendant of the devil emperor? I'm just telling the truth. Today's young people can't bear this fact. If you want to prove your innocence, you might as well take off the black veil on your face and let everyone see your honor. Isn't that the best proof? What's the use of yelling at me?"

Of course, Yin Xiang won't take off his masked black scarf. He knows his physical condition very well. At present, only his hands haven't grown black scales, but they have also become dark, so his hands are wrapped with black cloth.

His face and neck were covered with black scales that annoyed him.

He thought of many ways to get rid of these scales. What made him helpless was that he endured severe pain to remove one layer, and then one layer would grow.

The more he tried to remove it, the more dense the black scales became.

In the end, he really had no choice but to take such a way to wrap his whole body.

Today, Yang Teng saw the black scales on his face. Yin Xiang was angry. He couldn't suppress his irritability.

"Yang Teng! Old slovenly! You two bitches, die for me!" a violent roar, Yin Xiang ignored whether it would expose the changes on his face, and opened his mouth and spewed out a black blood.

This is not a drop of black blood. Such a black blood contains unimaginable vitality.

"Ouch!" the body of the black mura monster soared, and the golden God was completely suppressed in an instant. The whole sky would be occupied by the black mura monster, and there was only a little golden light left.

Not only does Yang Teng bear great power, but the black Morro monster attacks the old slovenly at the same time.

The old slovenly screamed: "you're not a ghost or a ghost. You dare to attack me at the same time. You don't think you die slowly! I'll help you!"

With a violent drink: "Pluto is coming!"

The Pluto sword in the old slob's hand sent out bursts of strange smell.

"Da! Da! Da!" there was a tap sound, like someone came to the war zone with a pair of worn-out shoes.

Yang Teng looked at the old sloppy side. What he saw made Yang Teng speechless in an instant.

I saw a scruffy friar with the same image as the old scruffy, stepping on a pair of ragged gray cloth shoes, appearing in mid air, holding the Pluto sword in his hand.

"Da! Da! Da!" there was a sense of rhythm. The old slob in the air waved the Pluto sword at will.

With the wielding of the Pluto sword, the body of the black mura monster shrinks.

such a chance must not be missed! Yang Teng immediately threw into his mouth a false god level gathering elixir and input the violent power into the Tianhuang Dao.

"Boom!" the golden light soared, and the golden God instantly turned the situation around and launched a fierce attack on the black mura monster.

A golden God, a dirty old slob, joined hands with the black Morro monster, but only achieved a close match.

The two sides share equally, and black still occupies half of the sky.

The other half of the sky was divided equally between the golden gods and the old slovenly.

"Old sloppy, I'll take it. You're really a descendant of Pluto!" Yang Teng shouted.

"Needless to say, why did my old sloppy cheat you!" the old sloppy laughed proudly. He once said that the image of Pluto was like this. At that time, he didn't have the spectrum in his heart. He was not sure that the quasi emperor Pluto was like this sloppy image millions of years ago.

Today, he showed the presence of the king of the underworld and summoned the image of the king of the underworld branded in the sword of the king of the underworld. He was finally distracted.

From then on, he was old and untidy. He didn't have to feel inferior for this appearance. He could proudly claim that the quasi emperor Pluto was such an image!

"Old sloppy, you said that when Pluto lost to the great emperor, he failed to achieve the highest position of the great emperor. Could it be because of his sloppy image, which was not in line with heaven and earth Avenue, and was rejected by Avenue." at this moment, Yang Teng was still in the mood to joke.

"Poof!" the old slovenly gushed wildly. Yang Teng could think so!

When they made such a fuss, the power of the scruffy friars and the golden gods in the air suddenly weakened.

One after another, the black mura monster immediately occupied two-thirds of the sky and suppressed the two opponents in one-third of the area.

"Yang Teng! You bastard, don't fight the enemy as soon as possible!" the old slovenly changed his look, quickly focused all his attention and tried his best to urge the power of the Pluto sword.

There is a half step difference between the quasi emperor and the great emperor, but this half step determines a lot.

There is also a half step difference between the quasi emperor weapon and the emperor weapon. The power of the Pluto sword is obviously not as powerful as the magic emperor walking stick and the Tianhuang sword. If Yang Teng and Yin Xiang hadn't fought for so long, old sloppy might not be able to fight Yin Xiang.

Driven by his full strength, the old slovenly in the air perked up and fought back with a long sword in his hand.

Yang Teng's cultivation is not as good as Lao sloppy and Yin Xiang. He can only use the pseudo God level gathering elixir as a supplement to stimulate the power of the Tianhuang sword and stimulate the power of the God.

Yang Teng felt something wrong.

Yin Xiang shows the presence of the demon Luo. Obviously, this black demon Luo monster should be the original image of the demon emperor. Maybe the demon emperor is the demon Luo monster.

Old sloppy shows the presence of Pluto. The old sloppy in mid air is the image of Pluto.

What he displayed was the ancient supreme. Was it not that this God in mid air was once the ancient supreme?

According to his understanding, the ancient supreme should be the emperor of the wilderness.

This golden God is obviously not the great emperor.

The Heavenly Emperor is also called the ancient emperor. Will the transformation between the two honorifics change the original image of the great emperor?

This makes Yang Teng wonder.

Tianhuang Dao, why not call it the ancient Dao.

A series of questions plunged Yang Teng into meditation.

Perhaps this God is not the original emperor of the end of heaven?

If you say so, don't you suffer a loss.

What is summoned is not the original emperor of heaven and earth. How to fight the demon emperor is not a joke!

Thinking of this, Yang Teng was upset.

His absence was immediately manifested in the God in midair.

The golden light immediately weakened and was immediately suppressed by black.

"Ouch!" cried the black Morro monster, opening its big mouth and biting an arm of the golden God.

The golden God suffered a heavy blow, which was immediately reflected in Yang Teng's body.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood gushed out, and Yang Teng's heart was like being hit hard by a sledgehammer.

It's time! Yang Teng scolded himself in his heart. When is this!

In the duel with the descendant of the devil emperor, the strength shown by both sides has exceeded the saint level. He dares to be distracted. Isn't this his own death!

"Hum!" the Tianhuang knife in his hand trembled.

A faint sigh came from the sea, "unexpectedly, you still found it."

Ah? Yang Teng was shocked. What did he find?

It won't offend the emperor!

"You are so bad, you can't beat the devil!" the voice of the emperor of heaven came again from the sea.

Yang Teng completely ignored the battle in the sky and watched the light of the golden God fade rapidly.

"The end of the world! Don't be sarcastic. It's not that this little guy is too useless! Otherwise, how can I defeat the devil!"

Yang Teng's heart shook wildly. He felt that it was from the golden God!

What happened?

Two great emperors!

The emperor of heaven and the emperor of ancient times are not the same person!

"Ancient times, do you want me to help you!" the voice of the great emperor sounded.

"At the end of the day, don't talk nonsense. If I'm abolished, you can't be better! You and I are angry together. Let's do it by ourselves."

Yang Teng is more confused. What's the situation?

"Yang Teng! What do you think? If you don't make a unique move, we'll both die!" there was an old slovenly roar in the distance. He was trying his best to urge the power of the Pluto sword to fight against the black mura monster.

Yang Teng was speechless. He said in his heart that I can't decide this matter. I'm confused about the situation now.

"Ancient times, the end of the world! Unparalleled!" two completely different voices suddenly appeared in Yang Teng's sea.

The golden light in the sky soared and filled the sky in an instant.