Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

In the sky, four figures stood motionless in mid-air, like four groups of pitch-black splashes of ink.

This is not the most important thing, but the terrifying pressure all around, which makes people breathless and feels suffocating.

Everyone's laughter disappeared, the celebration turned into calm, and in the end everyone's expressions changed.

I thought that suppressing the Zang King was an absolute success. This was the result of the Taixu Sect's united efforts.

Everyone has contributed and put in their best effort.

However, the four figures in the sky made them despair, completely desperate, and there was no room for struggle.

"Why are there so many dirty things!"

One disciple said tremblingly.

His meaning is very simple, that is, why are there so many dirty kings? Are the kings of this dirty race all joking?

But this is not the case. The dirty race is very large and its number is much larger than that of humans. It is not surprising that there are many kings.

And the most important thing is that they are all competent, can be kings, and have the strength.

Neither the two elders can be defeated, so his strength cannot be underestimated. He is infinitely close to the ultimate state, and he has terrifying secrets.

The second elder looked at the sky, his eyes were no longer as simple as despair, they were exhausted and completely petrified.

"Heaven is going to destroy our Taixu Sect!"

The second elder shouted sternly, the reluctance naturally still exists.

Taixu Sect has existed for endless years and has always stood in this place. It is a symbol and a beacon in people's hearts.

But now it will be destroyed, everything will collapse, and human beings will fall into the endless abyss and become slaves completely.

All culture will disappear and everything will change hands.

He was so pessimistic that he couldn't help but shed a tear.

At this moment, Zang Wang, who was trapped, was excited when he saw the four figures, because he knew that he was saved.

The last drop of the Zang King's object carries everything he has and is the medium for him to survive.

He shouted towards the sky: "Save me out of the formation quickly, the shackles are coming!"

Naturally, he was very panicked, even anxious, because this was about his life and he couldn't joke about it.

Moreover, the shackles of the formation shattered all the fragments of his body and began to move towards the outer layer, bound to kill him.

However, the four kings in the sky were indifferent to the words of the trapped Zang King, looking indifferent.

They have different shapes, but they are all a little disgusting, and only one of them looks like a human being.

He looked at the Zang King in the formation with a look of indifference.

"I am trapped in the formation and cannot escape. I am a coward and an embarrassment to our race!"

As soon as he said this, the other three kings nodded in agreement.

But the trapped Zang King's mood changed wildly and he was extremely anxious.

"I was trapped by its secret formation. This was definitely built by the master of Taixu Sect!"

He was explaining and trying hard to excuse himself. If he was really judged as a useless coward, there would be no way out for him.

Even if he escapes from the formation, he will be killed by the four kings in front of him.

"No need to explain!"

When the king scolded him just now, his voice was still cold and without any emotion.

"You are just a third-class king who has not been advanced for a long time. If you die, you will die!"

"you!"

The dirty king was furious, "What kind of king are you? How dare you say that to me!"

As a third-class king, he is already very good and belongs to a higher-class existence than a king.

The king said coldly: "I am a first-class king!"

"What!"

The third-level dirty king was startled, with a look of disbelief on his broken face.

"I'll show you clearly!"

The king waved his hand directly, and a strange medal appeared on his chest, which said "One"! It was indeed a first-class king. If it was fake, it was definitely not a fake.

It is impossible to fake this kind of medal, because there is a special mark in it, and only one person can keep it! The third-class dirty king was desperate. Naturally, he could not be proud when facing the first-class king, and his previous attitude was gone.

He became humbled, he didn't want to die, he still wanted to live.

"Dear First-Class King, please save my life so that I can contribute to our race!"

"unnecessary!"

The first-class king refused directly and ignored the third-class dirty king again.

The third-level Zang King was completely desperate. He wanted to ask the other three kings for help, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that they were at least second-level beings and still wouldn't say anything nice to him.

At this moment, the shackles were rushing towards the third-level Zang King and penetrated into his body. The last drop of the object was completely hit! The first-level king did not frown or be unhappy at all, but instead showed a sneer.

"He's just a third-class king. If you kill him, you'll kill him."

The other three kings behind him also nodded. There are many races of third-class kings, but there are only a few first-class and second-class kings! This is a huge difference, just like the difference between soldiers and generals, although they are both kings! See you

At this scene, the disciples and elders of Taixu Sect did not feel that they were saved. Instead, they became even more desperate and looked ashen.

To deal with a third-level Zang King, they exhausted all their strength, struck with all their strength, wrote runes with their essence and blood, and used all kinds of methods to suppress the third-level Zang King.

Now that both the first-class king and the second-class king are here, it's like a stone hitting an egg. They are no match at all.

The third-level Zang King died, and the first-level king said to the king behind him: "Swallow his last soul!"

A second-class king nodded, suddenly opened his mouth, and swallowed the soul that was about to dissipate. This was his secret technique.

After everything was completed, the first-class king looked at the disciples and elders of Taixu Sect, and a murderous intention suddenly filled the air.

"If you can't kill some ants, what's the use of keeping them!"

He seemed to be saying that the reason why the previous third-class king let him die was the most important reason.

"However, he can't kill you, so here I am, a bunch of ants. I can kill a large number of them with just one flick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked the ball casually, very ordinary, just like an ordinary child playing with glass beads.

However, three seconds later, an extremely terrifying force rose in the sky, turning the sky directly into blood red, and the smell of blood filled the air everywhere.

At the same time, the force he popped up also headed towards Taixu Sect. Even though it was just a random shot, it was terrifyingly powerful. Without the protection of the formation, the sect would have been shattered.

This bullet directly shattered the gate of Taixu Sect. They didn't repair much just now, but now they are doing this.

This force was still roaming around, strangulating everywhere. Many Taixu Sect disciples died without even uttering a scream.

While others were looking at the first-class king, a voice floated out from the back mountain of Taixu Sect. His long white hair was a bit dull, but the power in his body was truly terrifying.

The Great Elder is finally out of seclusion!