The Immortal Taoist

"You have to help her, have you asked me for your opinion?"

Just as the three sacred kings in the People's Palace prepared to help in the past, Yu Tianyuan stood up from the ground. Although his injury did not heal, he only managed to stop the three great kings from helping him. He still had a little grasp.

"Ming Yu Yao Qingtian!"

Yu Tianyuan stepped out one step at a time, and this side of the world was black on the spot. The moment before was the day when the sun was shining, and in a blink of an eye it became the night of the five fingers.

The three kings of the People’s Palace are in a state of utter sorrow, and the means of Yu Tianyuan are truly extraordinary. Then they saw a bright jade that exudes infinite light.

This jade is like the sun, the light is shining forever, and the jade Tianyuan is like a young god, walking in the world, and those in the distance even have the impulse to worship.

The silky light of the gods blooms from the fingers of Yutianyuan. At the beginning, it is like a small stream, flowing over the embankment, silently, and then like the Yangtze River, directly hitting the sky, magnificent.

His sharp eyes, like the sharp-edged swords of the gods, stabbed in the face of the three great kings of the Imperial Palace. In the crisis before Lingdao, he also looked in the eyes, but he was in the critical moment of healing, it really could not help Lingdao.

Now, as long as he blocks the three sacred kings of the People's Palace, he can help Lingdao. Of course, he must go all out to completely eliminate the possibility that the three sacred kings of the People's Palace will rush to help the situation.

"you wanna die!"

"I clearly have injuries, but I have to be stubborn. Can we really kill you?"

"You are a warrior who has no origins. It is not easy to practice in the middle of the holy kingdom. Why do you have to die?"

The three sacred kings of the People's Palace will naturally not be jealous of Yu Tianyuan, and they will deal with Yu Tianyuan. Jianguang is like a dragon, a knife is like a rainbow, and a fist is like a wind. Three different martial arts statues are like to kill Yu Tianyuan, and do not give Yu Tianyuan a space to avoid.

The place where they confronted each other, the radiance, the violent collision, the sound of a hundred miles. Combat air rushes in all directions, making those distant lords retreat in a row, so as not to suffer innocent disasters.

In the end, the three sacred kings of the People's Palace were superior, and they not only broke the offensive of Yu Tianyuan, but also launched a counterattack. A fist, a sword, a knife, a triangle, the impact of Yu Tianyuan.

They can only get rid of Yutianyuan in the shortest time, and the style will not be angry. The longer the drag, the more the situation is. With the strength of the style, there will definitely be no danger to life. However, in the face of many Tianzun faces, Lingdao and Wei are invincible, and the face of the style is really difficult to pass.

"You are fooled!"

In the eyes of Yu Tianyuan, there was a glimpse of the sorrowful smile. The power of Ming Yuyao’s Qingtian has not really been revealed. It was just a prelude.

However, with his current strength, the display of Ming Yuyao Qingtian is somewhat reluctant. If you do not lead the three sacred kings of the People's Palace, it is very difficult for Ming Yuyao to hurt them.

"Boom!"

The bright jade suddenly became larger, and then turned into a streamer, and smashed to the three sacred kings of the People's Palace. If the three sacred kings of the People's Palace are far away, they can avoid it.

Unfortunately, they are so close to Yu Tianyuan that they have no time to avoid. They must only resist hard. Are they bullied, can they still be afraid of Yu Tianyuan?

Only when they really played against Yu Tianyuan, did they know how terrible Ming Yuyao’s Qingtian was. Their swords, knives, and boxing methods are weak and pitiful in front of Ming Yu Yao Qingtian.

"puff!"

The fortune of the Holy Land, who stood at the forefront, spurted blood on the spot, and the two sacred kings behind him were equally pale. You must know that the attack of Ming Yuyao Qingtian is still going on. If they can't resist it, they will have to peel off the skin even if they don't die.

"Under the enemy, we are underestimating the enemy. We know that we should do our best."

"Is he not in the midst of a sacred kingdom? Why is his strength not worse than that of the late Kings?"

"Things are gathered together, people are divided into groups. You see them a few. Who is normal?"

Their greatest feeling is that these apprentices of the emperor are one more than one. Ordinary emperor forces, can have a genius such as Yu Tianyuan, it is rare. However, the apprentice of the Emperor of the Immaculate, no one seems to be worse than Yu Tianyuan.

Needless to say, Lingdao naturally can only kill the late King of the Holy Land in the White Emperor Palace with bare hands. The potential of Wei's invincible is also not to be underestimated. After all, she was able to return to the peak of the Holy King.

Even the butterfly dance is also to Tianzun. Although the performance of the butterfly dance is not as enchanting as Lingdao, as long as it is to Tianzun, there is no talent.

"Waste, all of them are wastes, and even a mid-valve warrior can't beat."

The temperament of gnashing her teeth, I thought that her three younger brothers could help her stop Lingdao or Wei invincible, and then she could concentrate on cleaning up Wei invincible or Lingdao. Unexpectedly, Yu Tianyuan, a late sacred king who was injured, actually stopped her three younger brothers.

Before, she had passed through Bai Zhenfeng and Xuanwu, and they had many wastes. Now it seems that her younger brothers and Bai Zhenfeng and Xuanwu have no difference.

"It seems that it is impossible to kill without a handcuff."

The style is not only the descendants of the emperor, but also the children of the family, unlike Bai Zhenfeng and Xuanwu are only sidelines. The holy sword she had just used was not her most powerful weapon, and there was a sword in her temple.

The gap between the holy sword and the sword is greater than the gap between the sword and the sword. Although the current state of the customs, the fundamental power of the sword is not played. But only part of the power of the sword is enough to sweep the majority of the king.

"You don't think there is no help, I can't cure you!"

While the style is talking, she has taken out her sword. This is a sword with a white body and a white dragon. The sword is engraved with two silver dragons. The cold atmosphere is filled with it, like freezing the void.

"What is the Holy King of the People's Palace?"

"Are you stupid? She even took out the sword, what else can she do? Isn't she going to kill them?"

A few hundred meters apart, they can still feel the terrible things of the sword in the hands of the style. Fortunately, the opponents of the style are not them, otherwise, they will definitely become the soul of the sword.

The strong who can create a sword, at least the king, if the style can play the power of the sword, then she is enough to rival the powerful!