Waves of green smoke emerged above Liu Xiu's head, as if the mist evaporated from the mountains was slightly covering the sky.
At this time, the God of War was motionless, but stars were still moving in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Liu Xiu's whole body.
Wushenyi is indeed qualified to talk nonsense, because Wushenyi's talent and realm can be regarded as the first person since the founding of Danting.
In less than a month, he reached the peak of the eighth level of the Supreme Realm. Although Liu Xiu was powerful and powerful, he was still not as good as the first level of the Martial God.
This is like Ming Yujing, the son of luck. He was originally a person who inherited the destiny of heaven and earth, but he met two perverted characters, Xiao Naihe and Manman Tianlong.
In comparison, Liu Xiu was like a person like Ming Yujing, but the person he met was a powerful person like Wu Shenyi.
Now the God of War is standing on the spot, with the aura released from his body, no one dares to get close.
Even though there was snow in the world and Tan Moran still wanted to attack Xiao Naihe, he was now so intimidated by the auras of Liu Xiu and Wushen Yi that he didn't dare to move.
Liu Xiu's forehead was also dripping with sweat, but his blood was still boiling, constantly resisting Wu Shenyi's aura.
Don't look at a master like Liu Xiu dominating outside, he is a heroic figure. But one Martial God is enough to suppress all the disciples of Danting in the room.
It can be seen how much pressure Liu Xiu felt when facing a pervert like Wu Shenyi.
"Fellow martial artist is too heavy!"
At this moment, a burst of brilliance appeared on Xiao Naihe's body, and the ninety-nine rings of light continued to rise, merging with Wu Shenyi's body, and enveloped him fiercely, seeming to bring endless power to Liu Xiu.
At that moment, Liu Xiu, who had been under the pressure of Wu Shen Yi, became relaxed at this time, and Liu Xiu was also very graceless and let out a sigh of relief!
"What is this for?"
At this time, a strong force of thought tore through the space from tens of thousands of miles away, moved in an instant, and landed directly among everyone.
The moment this thought came, everyone took a step back. Even beings like Xiao Naihe and Wu Shenyi took a step back slightly.
"Ninth level master, one dollar!"
A look flashed in Xiao Naihe's eyes. This consciousness was too powerful. When it came down, all the aura in the entire field was broken.
Even the aura of the confrontation between Wu Shenyi, Liu Xiu, and Xiao Naihe disappeared at this moment.
There are definitely no more than ten people in the Three Thousand Three Hundred Worlds who can demonstrate this method.
"Not only is he a ninth-level master, but he is also at the top level of the ninth-level master, and he belongs to the level of the Night King and the Fire King."
Xiao Naihe's eyes showed rare caution.
This person appeared in front of everyone. They only saw this person wearing a blue and white cloak with a Chinese character on his face. But the most peculiar thing is that this man actually has a third eye on his forehead.
When the third eye was flashing, Xiao Naihe could see the light swirling in his eyes, as if it was a fusion of time and space, unable to control himself.
"**king!"
Wu Shenyi, Liu Xiu and others all saluted the middle-aged man.
Even someone as arrogant as Wu Shenyi did not neglect the person in front of him. Because this middle-aged man looks like a first-class ninth-level master. Placed in the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, this king of evil is enough to compete with the nine great ninth-level masters in the God Realm.
"Is this the ** Wang Qilian Songping that Liu Xiu mentioned before? The peak of the ninth level of the Supreme Realm, the level of the nine great ninth level masters. There is such a person in Danting. The depth of his background is simply beyond my expectation."
In Xiao Naihe's mind, the memory fragments Liu Xiu gave him appeared. In these fragments of spiritual thoughts, there were some things about Danting.
Qilian Songping is the king of Danting. He is so powerful that he can almost be said to be the most powerful person under God.
"Liu Xiu, who did you bring? He is not from Danting. As soon as he showed up, he actually attacked two major competitors, Hetan Moran and Tianxia Youxue. Don't you know the rules?"
As soon as Qilian Songping appeared, the first words he said were immediately aimed at Xiao Naihe and Liu Xiu.
Being locked up like this by a ninth-level master, Liu Xiu felt like his soul was going to explode. But Liu Xiu gritted his teeth and shouted: "King **, this is not right. When Brother Xiao Shi and I came over, Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue came together to deal with my friend. Lord God, both Now that I have put down my words, I can force outside support. My friend's coming here today does not constitute a violation of Lord God's order. On the contrary, Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue are the ones who really violated the order by openly taking action here. Woolen cloth."
Although Liu Xiu was a fierce master, he was also a somewhat quick-witted person. He immediately pulled Tianzhu out. The conversation changed and it was directly targeted at Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue.
Moreover, Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue were the first to attack Xiao Naihe, so Liu Xiu now takes the initiative. In terms of reason, even Qilian Songping cannot deal with Xiao Naihe without any reason.
Qilian Songping's expression did not change, but Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue on the other side showed some changes in their expressions.
When the two of them saw Xiao Naihe for the first time just now, they were filled with hatred, and they acted against Xiao Naihe out of an instinctive reaction.
After being called out by Liu Xiu, Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue deliberately refuted, but they knew that they could not hide it from Qi Lian Songping, the king of evil, so they did not dare to say anything more for a while.
Qi Liansongping glanced at Tan Moran and Tianxia Youxue, then at Xiao Naihe and Liu Xiu. All three eyes were moving, not knowing what he was thinking.
Then Qi Liansongping's eyes turned to Wu Shen Yi and asked: "Wu Shen Yi, what happened to you just now?"
"Haha, King **, I saw that this Taoist friend was the Holy Son of the Third Cultivator, and I was interested for a moment. I only asked out of desperation. There was no overstepping action. King **, you won't blame me!"
Although Wushenyi is far inferior to Qilian Songping, Wushenyi is a direct disciple of God after all. He has a distinguished status and is recognized as the person most likely to become God, so he has no fear of Qilian Songping.
Qilian Songping, on the other hand, also knew that Wu Shen Yi was likely to become the second god in the future, and did not want to conflict with Wu Shen Yi. His thoughts swirled in his mind, and he waved his hand and said calmly: "The Holy Son of Third Cultivation? I am also very good. I’m interested, who did you learn from? Is the ancient saint not dead, or have you inherited the ancient saint’s inheritance?”