Chapter 1337 Soul Confrontation!

Haotian's face did not move, and the city government was calm. He drank silently and drank at all, with almost no expression. Yaochi next to him, his eyes were cold, and his eyes were on the blade and he looked directly at Yue Yu.

Bixia didn't care at all. She shook her head slightly and said with her eyebrows, "Your Majesty, why is this so?" If in the identity of His Majesty, the Zhongtian Purple Arctic Emperor is only under the Emperor of Heaven. It's just that the Emperor of Heaven said that today's seats are not ranked by respect and inferiority, but divided into seniors and young people. Although the civet is a noble person, he is a descendant after all. I am the Emperor of the East of Heaven. The Golden Emperor of the West once listened to Yu Hongjun's seat. With several Taoist ancestors, Hongyun Zhenyuan, they are all of the same generation. I have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years.

Between words, there is a feeling of helplessness. It seems that Yue Yu has been regarded as an unreasonable person.

It's the two five emperors next to him. Although his expression remained unchanged, he was more or less, and his eyes were a little helpless and annoyed.

Not only do I hate Yue Yu for being so shameless, but I also know that today's "today" is completely used as a tool.

"The eldest and youngest? Interesting"

Yue Yu heard the words, but instead smiled. It is unusually brilliant, but it makes everyone here feel like they are in an eternal cold prison.

"I am a red cloud, and I am a teacher of Ziyun Taoist. According to this generation, I am indeed a part of you. But I have also studied the Hongmeng Sword Book, and I am also a teacher of the deceased Western Emperor. May I ask who can be the master of my Yue Yu in this banquet?

Suddenly, a wave of swords dispersed, and it turned out to be sharp. Tens of millions of miles.

Not only here, but also many fairy waiters, their expression has changed slightly. The face is pale. The person of the meeting. Under the chaotic golden fairy, the body is stiff at this moment, and you can't move at all.

The sword is domineering and powerful, but it is controlled and does not hurt people's souls. But only a little action is needed. You have to bear the ruthless impact of the magnificent sword.

More than ten thousand immortals in this place, even outside the peach forest, tens of millions of monks" At this moment, their bodies couldn't help condensing and settled in place.

It feels like it only needs a little movement. It's the death of the body.

And many chaotic golden fairies in the column are also very ugly at this moment.

"I would like to ask who can be the head of Yue Yu in this banquet?"

In front of him is the Ziwei Emperor, with sonorous words and momentum. The words spoken. However, it can't be refuted.

In the Taoist family. In terms of generation, Hongjun is naturally respected. 90% of the monks in the world are caged under the door.

But in the past, there was also a scattered cultivation in the East China Sea, who was helpless. With only one sword of your own, you can master the world. Then he forcibly broke out of his own way.

In this world, even the Taoist ancestor is a saint. Treat each other with the courtesy of the same generation, and respect!

If you take the Western emperor as your teacher, it is really difficult to find anyone in this world except Hongjun and all the saints. Dare to be respected by this person.

Bixia Yuanjun's breath was slightly suffocated, and he looked in the direction of the upper head, only to see the Virgin of Yaochi. There is no intention to speak at all. The expression is getting colder and colder.

Explain the cultivation of many immortals, led by the broad son, all of which are solemn and condensed.

Intercepting is respected by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. They are also awe-inspiring. Although the powerful people of Western religion are "low-browed and restrained" as if they are settled, they are all around" with their own great power.

When the heart was neutral, he realized and exhaled deeply. He still shook his head: "That's all! But the two emperors, Tianqi and Yuansheng, have been practiced for hundreds of thousands of years. Longevity is also a hundred times longer than Your Majesty! Isn't it appropriate for your majesty's arrangement as a Baguio--"

Yue Yu couldn't help turning his head, fixedly looked at Bixia, and then said coldly: "Mud carving, wood sculpture, the incompetent person of the corpse vegetarian meal, what's the use of longevity for a long time?"

In the banquet, many immortals were slightly shaken by the body. Whether it's those big Luo Jinxian who can't move. The many ancient power gathered here was a little stunned and looked up.

It seemed that he couldn't believe it. Such rude and wild words actually walked out of the mouth of the Ziwei Emperor.

And the Eastern Heavenly Emperor, the Western Jintianyuan Holy Emperor, has also had a murderous intention on his face. Looking at Yue Yu's eyes, there was a faint burning light.

Yue Yu also knew that there was something wrong with his situation. The infection of the heart demon makes his own nature a little more aggressive and sharp.

But today, what's the harm of connivance once?

What about unreasonable trouble? What's wrong with arrogant and domineering? He Yue Yu is so unreasonable!

If you are unwilling to abide by the rules. In this world at this moment. Who is qualified to cultivate thousands of immortals? Who has the power to restrain him?

In this world, even if Hongjun comes in person. It's not enough to make Yue Yu bow his head!

If today, if he doesn't stand up, if he retreats, how can Yue Yu tripod the world?

In an a while, I felt that there were dozens of strong ideas, rising through the air against his fierce sword pressure.

Each has its own atmosphere, and the law is strict. It seems that they disdain to work together, and there is a hidden momentum of joint efforts. The souls of dozens of chaotic golden immortals are vast and almost come with the momentum of crushing.

lian lian to Yun Yao, the Queen Mother of the West behind him. He also frowned slightly and was forced to take a step back by the majestic power.

Yue Yu's thoughts are getting more and more solid. Not only do you stand in place, but you can't give up half a step. He even laughed loudly: "Well, you must make me Yue Yu look ugly, so what if you make a big fuss? This position. Since the two supremes of heaven and earth refuse to give it to me, I might as well take one by myself"

In words, there is a hidden meaning. And when the words of self-temption came out, Yue Yu was under the oppression of dozens of quasi-holy thoughts. Unexpectedly, he took a step forward!

This million-mile-round place is full of shock. The soul is surging and surging.

Although it is the joint efforts of hundreds of thousands of chaotic characters, compared with the Western Emperor, the Hongmeng sword meaning of the old man of the lonely sword is like a starlight to the bright moon.

This first step is the most difficult. Dozens of people's thoughts were forced to retreat. After that, Yue Yu walked in the direction of the top step by step, as if he were walking leisurely.

And at this moment, the Virgin Mary Yaochi at the top is finally horrified.

The Bixia Yuanjun's face was even more pale. He looked at Yue Yu and passed by him.

Who would have thought that under such a strong pressure. This Ziwei Emperor did not retreat but advanced. The momentum is even more fierce!

And there are many quasi-golden fairies on both sides. But it's all because the face has become popular.

Dozens of famous people shocked the flood and famine, and the strong flood and famine for a while. Unexpectedly, if a Taichu Jinxian said it, he was afraid that he would laugh at the immortals.

It's just that in the eyes of everyone, in addition to the shame and anger, there is only shock.

"It turned out to be the soul of a saint"