Chapter 1,338 A Woman
"Fellow Taoist Qingshan, don't worry about me, you go first."
When Gong Yang saw the scene in front of him, his expression changed drastically and he shouted.
He was very grateful that Tang Qingshan could help him, but he never wanted to drag down Tang Qingshan because of himself.
"Leave? I have drawn my sword. Either he dies or I die."
Tang Qingshan stepped back continuously, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the red light emitted by the black long knife in his hand became more and more dazzling, dyeing the surrounding area blood red.
That's the way he is. Once he makes any decision, he must complete it even if it means death.
Today, no matter how many talented emperors and giants come, he will still protect Gong Yang with his last sword.
"It's really ridiculous. The dignified young master of the Demon God's Forbidden Land, the young clan leader of the Ghost Clan, and the descendants of the Killing God's Forbidden Land and the Nine-Character Ancient Sea, actually joined forces to deal with two people here."
"Aren't you afraid that if the news spreads, the world will laugh at you?"
Suddenly, a voice full of disdain came out from the void.
Immediately afterwards, one after another, like the sound of fairy drums, the sound of countless giants running wildly resounded, and the figures of the gods emerged one after another between the heaven and the earth.
These figures, whether they were the Great Emperor or the Martial Ancestor, were all wearing armor, exuding surging fighting spirit, turning all directions into an ancient battlefield.
If the cultivation level is not enough, just by taking a glance, I am afraid that it will be directly affected, and the blood in the body will continue to boil, giving birth to a fighting spirit.
"People from the War Clan are here?"
All the monks present, as well as Jiang Kongshu, Li Qimao, Xuewen and others, all turned their heads to look.
Now, except for a slight shock in their hearts, they didn't have much reaction. After all, there were already too many forces present.
"Um?"
Qin Nan, who was about to take action, looked slightly startled.
Because when these people from the War Clan arrived, the terrifying emperor's heart in his body jumped extremely abnormally and was ready to move.
Could it be said that the fighting spirit exuded by these War Clan members can arouse the God of War's will in his body
"Xiao Yunjue, Wan Fenghun, and everyone who took action, how about giving me a face today and letting it go? Otherwise, I will directly intervene."
Among the people of the Zhan clan, a short-haired young man wearing red armor, with eyes like two thunderbolts, strode out and shouted, his words like thunder.
This young man is the current young leader of the Zhan Clan, ranked sixth on the list of genius Martial Emperors, and the Zhan Overlord with the title of 'Overlord in the World' in the Xuan Shen Space.
"The Overlord of War actually helped Tang Qingshan?"
All the monks present looked slightly startled.
They were completely unaware of the friendship between Zhan Bawang and Tang Qingshan.
"Haha, Zhan Ba Wang, Zhan Ba Wang, you still want to threaten me? I killed the second genius of your Zhan Clan. Others are afraid of you, but I, Meng Langxie, am not afraid."
Meng Langxie, who was taking action continuously, laughed loudly, with an evil look on his face.
He didn't want to miss such a good opportunity today.
"War Overlord, if you want to intervene, then intervene. I really want to see what level of cultivation you have reached now."
Xiao Yunjue stretched out his enchanting black tongue and licked his lips.
He would not take threats like the son of the demon god, the young master of the demon god's forbidden land, and the war overlord at all.
"Give you face? What is the face of your war clan?"
Wan Fenghun's expression was gloomy and his words were even sharper.
He has always looked down on fake clans like the Zhan clan.
"Wan Fenghun, what did you say?"
Among the people of the Zhan clan, there were two old men with their eyes closed. Their eyes suddenly opened, exuding a terrifying imperial power that made the void in all directions tremble.
These two old men are both the pinnacle giants of the War Clan.
"Hey, hey, hey, what do you two old guys want to do?"
Among the large dark clouds in the sky, a middle-aged man with messy hair and a peach-blossom robe, with a careless face, moved forward without leaving a trace.
"If your war clan breaks the rules, don't blame us."
On the back of the red dragon, the Dragon Emperor walked out with an indifferent expression, and streaks of purple light began to wrap around his body.
Not only that, among the Sea Clan, the Nether Clan, and in the void in all directions, there are terrifying beings. The depth in their eyes has disappeared, and there is an edge.
There has always been an unwritten rule among their major forces. Giants like them will not interfere in the war of the younger generation. If someone breaks it, they will show no mercy.
"this… "
All the casual cultivators in the audience were trembling as they looked at the terrifying auras surging in the air.
The Source Dao Tianshan has not yet been opened. Isn't a war about to break out between the major forces
"Two clan elders, you don't need to take action. There are some young people and clowns. I can take action."
The War Overlord's eyes were cold, and his fighting spirit suddenly surged.
He opened his mouth to dissuade him, just because he didn't want to make the matter a big mess before the opening of the Yuandao Tianshan. After all, giants such as Nantian Divine Land, Martial Arts Sect, and Yaochi Holy Land had not yet arrived.
Since they didn't listen and instead humiliated him, don't blame him.
"etc."
At this critical moment, a clear and sweet sound, like the sound of nature, came directly from the distance.
"Um?"
Zhan Bawang paused.
Jiang Kongshu, Li Qimao, Xuewen and others seemed to have sensed something, and all turned their heads to look.
boom.
Only to see, thousands of miles away, from the void, an ancient red divine light roared out, like a giant dragon, shot in front of everyone, and then stopped abruptly.
Immediately afterwards, a woman wearing a gold silk dress, with black hair tied up high, a snow-white neck, illusory eyes, and a charming face stepped out of the void, resting on the red divine light, and walked towards the crowd step by step. As she came, her long skirt was flying.
Even though this woman's aura only reached the peak of the Martial Ancestor, and she was facing so many forces, big shots, and genius Martial Emperors present, her aura not only did not fade, but was incomparably astonishing, like a peerless queen of a generation.
"Wan Fenghun, you said their war clan doesn't have enough face."
"So… "
"Is my face enough?"
(End of chapter)