Chapter 1575: The betrayal of the Bingxin Dynasty

Chapter 1575 Betrayal of the Bingxin Dynasty
"The sky is underground, but I am the only one, so domineering!"
Around, some of the young people who came to the ruins of the ruins of the gods in the first time, looked at the two stone pillars five hundred meters high.
The eight characters above are full of coziness and wildness, and contain a unique spirit.
"Nine emperors, swordsman, sages, let's sign up!"
In the back position, more than a dozen young people stepped forward and spoke to Wang Xian, and immediately walked toward the inside.
"This meeting will be able to participate in the 150-year-old, but the competition is divided into two areas, one is a 50-year-old youth, but over 50 years old!"
"The hole level can directly skip the previous game and directly participate in the hegemony!"
Ling Jianer explained to Wang Xian on the side.
"Well, let's go in and see!"
Wang Xian nodded and looked around with curiosity and walked toward it.
Only when I sect a biennial meeting of the military, the battle is definitely not comparable to the selection of contests by some dynasties and second-rate disciples.
As one of the three super-powers in the vast region, the venue is extremely incomparable.
In the center of the two peaks of four or five kilometers high, one by one is suspended in the sky, surrounded by thousands of downfalls.
At the forefront, a huge seat is suspended in the sky.
"Go, let's fly over and go to the front position!"
Nine emperor's face has not been very good, he squeezed a smile and said to Wang Xian.
"Ok!"
A group of followers of the Bingxin dynasty flew over and continued to fly to the foremost position.
Because the Bingxin dynasty is closer to the sects, their position is at the forefront of the sect.
A group of people flew over, Wang Xian and Ling Jianer Wu Qingcheng, they were sitting in the central position, and the ice scene was sitting on the side with a sullen face.
At first glance, the huge downfall, one by one full of fighting spirit.
"Boom!"
It was not long before they sat down, and the horrible momentum came from a distant position.
Feeling the overwhelming momentum of this uniqueness, more than a hundred thousand people around have calmed down.
Everyone looks at them with awe.
Hundreds of figures flew over here.
Headed by two old men, the seven-order old man, only two elders of my sect.
Around, there are deacons and disciples, disciples who have participated in the competition, and disciples who watched the battle.
The most striking of these is the three people next to the two elders.
Two of them are the only ones in the world who are the only ones in the world. They are middle-aged in their center.
Compared with the two heavens and the sky, the Tianjiao with a golden crown, the middle-aged middle-aged is even more high-profile.
The handsome face, long hair, a crown with a skull on his head, in the center of the crown, there are four golden words that I only respect.
He looked proudly at the front, as if he didn't put the world in his eyes.
"The middle-aged and middle-aged Tianjiao middle-aged middle-aged people are called Aotian. Only the sects of the sects of the sects teach their sons. In the 130s and 30s, they have the fifth-order repair of the emptiness!"
"It is valued by the strongest sect of the sect of the sect, and it is very likely to reach the ninth order of the hole!"
Wu Qingcheng saw Wang Xian looking at the middle-aged, and said softly on the side.
"Oh? It’s only half a century in the 130s, it’s worse than you!

Wang Xian raised a brow and said with a smile.
"Oh, of course, can't compare with Pastor Wang and us!"
Wu Qingcheng smiled, and his strength has now broken through the fourth stage of the hole. In the next few decades, he has a first-order or even two-order breakthrough. He has great grasp.
Only a group of my sects flew toward the forefront of a seat suspended in the void.
"Hey? The Wuqing City Crown Prince of Wuji Dynasty came, and Aotian, you have to entertain!"
Two cave-dead seven-stage elders sat in the central position, and an old man swept his eyes and found that Wuqing City had arrived, and immediately gave a voice to Aotian!
"The next one should be the pastor of Wang, who is now in the limelight, and say hello!"
Another elder looked up and fell on Wang Xian’s body, adding.
"Oh? Wuqing City is coming? And the sage of the light?"
The whole body exuded a arrogant look of Aotian, and the eyes sparkled.
"Go, let's talk!"
He swept the two celestial celestial heavens and the ground next to him, faintly said.
The crown prince of the Wuji dynasty, there is also a sage of the seventh-order light of the emptiness of the dynasty, even if they are only sects of the sect of the world, the etiquette will do.
"That guy!"
Two Tianjiao in the sky and the sky saw Wang Xian, and his face showed a look of hatred.
"If you have the strength yourself, you can kill the king pastor directly. If you don't have the strength, you can!"
Aotian feels the anger of two Tianjiao in the sky and the ground, faintly said.
"Brother, we know that one day we will kill him!"
Two Tianjiao in the sky and the ground took a deep breath and hid the killing, and said in a deep voice.
"Ok!"
Aotian nodded, and the figure looked at Wang Xian and Wu Qingcheng.
"Wu Qingcheng, Pastor Wang, I did not expect that the two will come to us and I will stand alone!"
Aotian’s face shouted at them with a hint of smile.
"Well? The royal palace of Wuqingcheng is down? The sage is also coming?"
"There, I didn't expect His Royal Highness and Princess Wang to come here!"
Everyone around was slightly surprised, and quickly looked over. When they saw their figure, they showed a respectful and awe-in color on their faces.
"Oh, accompany the pastor Wang to see!"
Wu Qingcheng saw them flying over and stood up and said with a smile.
"This is the pastor of the sage of light, and it is better to see it for a long time!"
Aotian looked at Wang Xian and said faintly.
"Long time!"
Wang Xian also said to him, faintly said.
"Haha, long time, I hope that Pastor Wang will not bully my group of younger brothers!"
Aotian said, he smashed the two heavenly squads around the sky.
"People don't commit me, I don't commit crimes, I don't have the habit of provoke people!"
Wang Xian smiled.
"Hey, you are waiting for us, one day, we will use your blood to shame!"
In the heavens and the earth, two Tianjiao heard the words of Wang Xian, the killing in the eyes was completely released, and the cold whispered.
Wang Xian felt the murderousness on them, and the pupil was slightly condensed, faintly looking at Aotian: "Your younger brother, some want to find death!"
A warning sounded, causing everyone around the ice heart to breathe a stagnation, and the eyes of Bing Jinghuan blinked.
Aotian heard that Wang Xian’s questioning was also slightly shrunk, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Aotian, are you bringing someone to look for things? Is this the way you treat you only?"
Wu Qingcheng looked at this scene and said with a frowning brow.
(End of this chapter)