The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Good!" Fifty auras shouted at the same time.

"call!"

Fifty auras quickly flew towards the four directions.

"Where to go!"

Five major sects, eight thousand cultivators enter the city, and hundreds of strong auras. At this moment, where can these fifty auras destroy the current situation?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the Fifty Qi Realm was also stopped, several times the number, and it was impossible to get away for a while.

Standing on the floating island, Liu Jin's face was gloomy.

For a time, fighting broke out in the city, and the 100,000 troops outside the city were anxious.

"Hahahaha, it's useless, Huo Guang, you can catch it!" Mo Yi looked around and laughed.

Let Huo Guang give up fighting? Today, maybe only Yan Chuan can do it, everyone else? Don't think about it!

Huo Guang roared and shot out continuously.

"It's useless, no one can save you. The city gate is closed, and the 100,000 army can't help you at all!" Mo Yi laughed.

"Mo Yi old man!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from Wuyou City.

After shouting, a large number of cultivators turned their heads and looked.

It was the top of a high mountain, not far from the Imperial Demon Palace.

King Muye turned his head and looked around, his face suddenly changed.

On the top of the mountain, Liu Gang stood in the forefront, behind him were fifty **** practitioners kneeling on the ground. Behind all the **** practitioners, each stood a disciple of the Imperial Demon Sect.

"Father, save me!" a kneeling cultivator exclaimed.

"Ah, my son, asshole!" Mo Yi exclaimed suddenly.

"Father, save me!"

"Grandpa, save me!"

"Uncle San, save me!"

"Grandpa Grandpa, save me!"

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Fifty tied practitioners asked for help in horror.

"Asshole!" "Bold!" "Death!"……………………

Eighteen divine realms were humiliated.

For a time, the eighteen gods were in panic. Even someone wants to rush over.

Liu Gang grabbed Mo Yi's son, put a long knife in his hand on his neck and shouted coldly: "Don't come here!"

The disciples of Yu Yaozong put knives on the necks of fifty kneeling repairmen one after another.

"call!"

The eighteen gods' faces sank, and their relatives were restrained, and for a while, all of them were anxious.

"Citizens, don't let go!" King Muye exclaimed.

King Muye didn't expect that his disciple was so bold that he could suddenly grab the relatives of the five great sects of the gods.

Liu Gang looked at King Muye.

"Master, it's not that the disciple doesn't want to let go, but it's too late, Master, please also order my disciple to open the Sifang City Gate!" Liu Gang shouted.

"Asshole, are you threatening to become a teacher?" Wang Muye said with a gloomy expression.

Open the gates?

Mo Yi in the sky waited for the divine expression to change.

"King Muye, no one can open the city gate!" Mo Yi roared.

"Father, save me!" Mo Yi's son suddenly cried out in pain after Liu Gang's cold hand.

Mo Yi looked at his son, and his face became gloomy, but Mo Yi understood that as soon as the gate was opened, it was likely to fall short.

"Hmph, even if you catch my son, you can't threaten me!" Mo Yi exclaimed coldly.

"Yes, kid, you're looking for death and want to threaten us with our relatives? Don't think about it!" All the gods shouted.

Liu Gang looked at the gods and sneered, "Threat you? I'm not going to threaten you!"

After that, Liu Gang looked at King Muye and said, "Master, next, if you can't open the gate, it's up to you!"

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