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Chapter 1135: Bricks hit the old bastard, cauldron hit the martial master

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    "Wu Laosi, you took me away as soon as you said you would, are you being arrogant or are you bullying me and other people in my lineage?"

    "I'm sure I'll take this tortoise and this little phoenix today."

    Lord Yuxuan sneered, as long as it made Wu Laosi unhappy, he was willing to do it.

    Didn¡¯t you see that Wu Laosi¡¯s face has changed color?

    This God is really the name of a person and the shadow of a tree. This temperament is very precise.

    "Third senior brother, don't cause trouble. This is a grudge between me and him."

    "Martial Master, not to mention you today, even if my Master Martial Ancestor came in person, he wouldn't be able to take away the old bastard and Feng Qingning."

    "The nearly 100 million soldiers of the order camp who died in vain, the heroic spirits of 300,000 nine hundred thousand eternities, and the people of the thirteen human worlds."

    "Who should I ask for justice from?"

    Guhuang¡¯s face looked extremely calm, and he looked like an immortal monarch from ancient times, completely occupying the commanding heights of righteousness.

    Not seeking justice for myself, but for the sacrificed soldiers of order and the innocent souls of the 300,000 Jiuli warriors.

    Feng Qingning must die, and so must the old bastard.

    In the future, when the cultivation is complete, it will be erased from all timelines.

    "Little Wuhuang, kill me if you want. Don't say these high-sounding words under the guise of righteousness."

    "We have indeed underestimated you. It was indeed me who presided over the matter of summoning the God's Mansion back then. This has nothing to do with your Majesty."

    "Do you think you are the only one sacrificing, only you are dedicating, in the depths of chaos that you cannot see, in the boundless void, how many crises have you resisted and how much have you sacrificed yourself? Do you know these?"

    "Feng Qingning and I, we also have our enemies. Everyone here, no one has paid less than you, and no one has made a smaller sacrifice than you."

    "While you are fighting against chaos, we are also fighting against powerful enemies from the outside."

    "You can kill us, but I don't allow you to slander Your Majesty. Your master, Emperor Tianhuang, sacrificed himself, but my master is no less sacrificed than your master. How much do you know about my master?"

    The old turtle broke free from his restraints, and no longer looked like he had swelled to the extreme before, but almost roared at Guhuang, the black gauze hat on his head trembled, he was really angry to the extreme.

    He is the only one who is sacrificing and giving. Isn¡¯t it true that others are not paying?

    What happened to the world of the thirteen human races in the Blood Sacrifice.

    "There are immortals in war, and there are soldiers who can achieve brilliant results without bloodshed."

    "I'll fuck you!"

    Unable to suppress the anger and rage in his heart, Guhuang took the black brick from the hands of the Bull Demon Monkey King and threw it at the old turtle.

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    The big black brick is gleaming with golden light, and countless mysterious and strange lines are intertwined. The Qi and blood of the ancient wasteland are surging, and the blood of the human king is sweeping like huge waves in the river. Every brick hits it, and it seems to weigh tens of millions of pounds.

    One hundred bricks!

    Three hundred bricks!

    Five hundred bricks!

    Seven hundred bricks!

    Until a thousand bricks were hit hard, even the old turtle of the Xuanwu bloodline with unparalleled defense had the turtle shell on his back finally smashed, and the whole body was no longer defensive. Looking at the fierce and vicious figure in the ancient wilderness  posture, for the first time in my life I felt fear and horror.

    What scares me is not the ancient background, origins, and background.

    Nor is it the big black brick in the hands of the terrifying ancient wilderness.

    Rather, I was shocked by the momentum that Guhuang unleashed from the depths of his soul. It was exactly the same as that of Emperor Tianhuang back then. They were all for one goal, and would not hesitate to go all the way to the darkest place, never to turn back.

    This type of person is a lunatic, and the truth makes no sense at all.

    "Wuhuang, you madman is exactly like your master Tianhuang. You will never turn around."

    "If you are really the only dawn of the era of disaster, why don't you want to pass it on to Xiaoxuan?"

    "Don't you keep saying that you are for all living beings and the world?"

    "Xiao Xuan has a destiny and is destined to assist the Tenth Emperor, the Son of Order."

    "As a member of the order camp, is it wrong to serve the Tenth Emperor unconditionally?"

    "We are not wrong. The wrong person is you. This is also the cause and effect you owe. Your teacher Tianhuang killed Xuanwu, Baihu, Qinglong, and the core direct descendants of Zhuxia."

    "You have to repay this cause and effect. Even if you kill me, you still have to repay it."

      The old turtle is also willing to risk everything. Why does he keep stumbling against Wuhuang secretly? He is afraid that his prestige will exceed that of the Tenth Emperor and the Son of Order.

    Who will repay the karma that Tianhuang owes him if his apprentice doesn¡¯t pay it back?

    "Destiny, what is destiny? Who will tell me, what is destiny?"

    "From the age of mythology to the present day, is there still heaven in this world?"

    "Who is God, who dares to represent God!"

    "Stand up and tell me who dares to represent heaven!"

    "Which of you dares to represent the blue sky, the blue sky, the blue sky, the yellow sky, and the mythical sky?"

    " Guhuang sneered, and his eyes swept over everyone present, including the second and third senior brothers, Wu Zun, and the fake king

    Represents heaven!

    The boss of Heaven, the second boss of Earth, and the third boss of Huang!

    He only dares to be ranked third, who dares to be the best.

    "Wuhuang, stop being so messy and chattering here."

    "You dare to call God by his name, and you are not afraid of disaster coming from your mouth."

    "Heaven's name is something you can call directly."

    "Sooner or later you will be killed by the tenth emperor, because the tenth emperor is the emperor."

    The old turtle felt a little frightened in his heart, but he was still beeping non-stop. Even if he were to die today, his momentum would never be lost.

    "Who dares to call himself emperor while I'm here?"

    "I will kill the tenth emperor."

    ¡°The sky is big, the earth is big, I am the biggest in Wuhuang.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m too lazy to talk nonsense with you, it¡¯s time to send you on your way.¡±

    There was a bit of cold aura in Guhuang's eyes. Xu Hao, a mere Xu Hao, dared to call himself emperor. Sooner or later, he would behead him. After today's matters are settled, he would definitely meet Xu Hao in person.

    Son of Heaven, do you think that I, the Human Emperor, am a piece of paper?

    "Junior brother"

    "Is it true that we can't be more tolerant?"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? sees the extremely miserable old Wu Gui, somewhat unbearable, Xiao Gui has said that, after all, he is the descendant of Xuanwu, there is no way he can compromise with his junior brother.

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    Before Guhuang could say anything, a light and shadow appeared between his eyebrows and flew in front of Wu Zun in an instant. He rose up to about three feet, and a simple green cauldron was vaguely visible.

    On the spot, he aimed at Wu Zun¡¯s head and hit him hard three times in a row. When he hit Wu Zun, his face was covered with blood and he was dizzy. His true spirit almost didn¡¯t explode.

    "Boom!"

    ¡°Uncle¡­Uncle¡­stop fighting¡­please stop fighting¡­¡±

    "It hurtsit hurts"

    "Uncle, I was wrong, I was really wrong"

    "Junior brother, I made a mistake, please tell me to stop!"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Wu Zun¡¯s face was smashed, his face was bleeding, and he almost didn¡¯t explode on the spot.

    Martial Ancestor Cauldron!

    The supreme weapon refined by Master

    It has disappeared for a long time, even Master can¡¯t sense it anymore, actually

    "This is a brother to Master, and also their uncle.

    And it seems that the condition has recovered by at least 50%

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