Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 2170: The people of the Shengtian Palace

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Ming Dong looked around and saw that in front of him, a middle-aged man in a cyan gown appeared silently in front of him, staring at him with sullen eyes.

On the man in the green shirt, Ming Dong felt a terrifying aura like a stormy sea. In front of this aura, he not only felt cold in his hands and feet, but also felt cold all over his body, and even his entire body was under the terrifying aura. Unable to move under pressure.

The five god generals standing behind Ming Dong also gritted their teeth one by one, wanting to put on the hidden god general's armor, but under the aura of the man in the blue shirt, this should have been extremely simple for them. The action is extremely difficult.

In front of the man in the blue shirt, they were really weak like an ant, and they didn't even have the ability to escape.

This middle-aged man in a cyan long gown was clearly the King of Qingpeng.

When King Qingpeng stopped Mingdong, the surrounding void was also flickering, and a famous Beginning Realm powerhouse appeared like a teleportation, picking up the peerless God King in his family safely, for fear of suffering the disaster of the fish pond.

Before leaving, many Beginning Realm powerhouses glanced at Mingdong with sympathy. In their opinion, offending King Qingpeng, Mingdong's fate can be imagined.

In an instant, all the peerless god kings who came out alive from the Canghai Divine Palace were picked up, and only Ming Dong and the five god generals remained here.

It's not that they don't want to go, but under the pressure of King Qingpeng, they can't move at all, and they can't go even if they want to.

At the corner of Mingdong's mouth, there was already blood spilling out, and his state had not yet recovered to the peak. At this moment, if he suffered such a powerful aura shock, he immediately showed signs of failure, and there was a tear-like pain all over his body.

"Since my disciple Mo Cheng died at your hands, no matter where you come from, you can't escape death." Qingpeng Wang Hansheng said. , Naturally, he hated Ming Dong very much. He didn't want to take Ming Dong's life so easily, and he had already decided in his heart to torture him with the most cruel means.

"King Peng is so angry." At this moment, a soft and very pleasant voice came, and I saw His Highness the Eighth Prince of Shengtian Palace, dressed in a long red dress, came walking on lotus steps. , Her pace seems to be neither hasty nor slow, but just taking one step, she crosses a long distance and appears in front of Ming Dong like a teleportation.

With the arrival of His Highness the Eighth Highness, Mingdong suddenly felt that the vast and terrifying aura had disappeared without a trace. This made him relieved, and at the same time he felt collapsed and almost unsteady.

"Do you want to meddle in your own business again?" King Qingpeng's face sank, and he stared sharply at His Highness the Eighth Highness of Shengtian Palace, his anger rising.

Before, His Highness the Eighth Highness of Shengtian Palace wanted to take Yunxiaoyan away. For His Royal Highness's sake, he gave His Highness the Eighth Highness a face.

But at this moment, in the face of the murderer who killed his disciple, His Highness the Eighth Highness of Shengtian Palace planned to intervene again, which made his face gloomy.

"This is a person from our Shengtian Palace. Could it be that Senior King Peng wants to become an enemy of our Shengtian Palace? Senior King Peng should think twice." The Eighth Highness had a calm demeanor. The unique secret method of the Shengtian Palace is calling from afar: "Elder Sister"

"What, this Mingdong is actually from the Shengtian Palace?"

"No wonder even the apprentices of King Qingpeng dare to kill him. It turns out that there is Shengtiangong as the backstage."

"The Eighth Highness of the Shengtian Palace has come forward. Now I don't know how King Qingpeng should choose."

"King Qingpeng is famous for his fierce reputation. He is a very difficult person to speak, and he also masters Qingpeng's movement skills. His speed is unparalleled in the world. people"

In the distance, the powerhouses in the beginning realm who were indifferent to Mingdong, also began to pay attention to Mingdong with the appearance of His Highness the Eighth Highness of Shengtian Palace. color.

One is the famous hero of the Holy Realm, and the other is His Highness the Eighth Highness of the Shengtian Palace. Both sides have great backgrounds, which makes many Beginning Realm experts look forward to whether they will have a collision.

"He killed this king's most proud disciple, this king's temperament, because the Eighth Highness should be clear in his heart, does the Eighth Highness really want to protect this person?" , the surrounding void is crumbling.

He, on the other hand, was standing in the crack of the void that was constantly cracking and healing, staring at His Highness the Eighth Highness with cold eyes, without any intention of backing down.

"It's not bad that it's King Qingpeng, he's reckless and unruly, even the Shengtian Palace can't deter him."

"Although Qingpeng King's strength is far from being invincible, his speed is unparalleled in the world. In today's Shengtian Palace, except for the Highness, the rest of the people do not have any deterrent effect on Qingpeng King. Because even if he can't beat him, if he insists on leaving, no one can stop him."

Many Beginning Realm powerhouses were talking through voice transmission, and many people looked at King Qingpeng with deep fear and fear.

"It turns out that you are Mo Cheng's master, King Qingpeng, and the Canghai Divine Palace itself is a place full of disputes. Your apprentice died in my hands. If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for his own lack of strength. You can't blame others. It's too shameless for a strong man to surrender his identity to a junior like me for the sake of an incompetent apprentice." Ming Dong glared at King Qingpeng and drank, without any fear, and in his words, he was even more indifferent. With half respect.

"Bold!"

King Qingpeng shouted loudly, and was confronted in public by a junior like an ant, which made his face turn ashen, only to see a dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from his body, condensed into a huge wing, the wings were like knives, with With the terrifying power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, he slashed forward.

His wings condensed with cyan light and shadow are naturally used to deal with the Eighth Highness of the Shengtian Palace who is blocking Mingdong.

In the public eye, he naturally did not dare to really hurt His Highness the Eighth Highness of Shengtian Palace, so the power of the wings was only to entangle the Eighth Highness, and the means to deal with Mingdong came from the wings. Feather formed by cyan light.

It looks like a piece of feathers, but at the same time it looks like a piece of scale armor, cutting through the void all the way and shooting towards Ming Dong at a lightning-fast speed.

"King Qingpeng, you dare!" His Highness the Eighth Highness of Shengtian Palace shouted loudly, his voice no longer gentle, with a sullenness and murderous intent.

Because of the feather that shot at Mingdong, she was powerless to stop it, so she could only watch the feather shoot at Mingdong at an incredible speed.

However, at this moment, the space around Mingdong's body suddenly distorted. The feather that King Qingpeng shot at Mingdong, when it touched the twisted space beside Mingdong, the speed stopped abruptly, and it was hard Sheng Sheng paused.

Immediately, this distorted space suddenly cracked, and a jade-like hand as white as suet protruded from it, with a fluttering palm towards Qingpeng Wangyin.

Suddenly, the void trembled violently, and the laws of the Three Thousand Great Dao were disturbed and became chaotic.

This seemingly ordinary palm, but it contains the terrifying power of tearing the sky and the earth, interfering with the three thousand rules.