"How am I... dead?"

As Poya spoke, she turned her head and stared at the two men in fear and said coldly: "Teach me to the North City mutiny and try to break through the boundaries and escape... Little guy, you are very brave!"

Fang Jie and Ding Fan looked at each other, and the sound of killing in the middle of the northern city in the distance was still heard. If they found out that Poya was still alive, they could not continue to fight... The one who died was not Poya's original deity? This time the fierce murderous aura emitted by the giant god in front of the two sons was superior to the disaster. The brothers of the Changsheng Sect were forced to fight hard and were unable to escape. How could they fight against this dignified God of Youdu?

If you have one move, you will lose all the game.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Poya took another step, her eyes full of murderous intent soared: "The poisonous weapons in the East City are you doing? What is your purpose of calculating so hard? Could it be that you just want to escape from Youdu?"

The two of them were shocked, this guy was going to take action!

Jie'er's cultivation level was completely lost this time, and he was no different from that of an mortal. If Poya punched her and didn't treasure her as an annihilation powder? This son is a life-saving straw for the human world. How could he let him die here inexplicably?

It’s better to start first!

As soon as the thought came, Ding Fan's body suddenly shone with a bright light and shouted: "I'm pushing in front of me, Jie'er and leave!"

While speaking, the old man shot at the coming, like a fire rain shooting star. The coming did not dodge or avoid, and slapped his hand, and still seemed to have just seen Ding Fan as an annoying fly.

Fang Jie stomped his feet, and had no time to think about the battle between the two of them. He stepped on his feet and rushed straight to the near-shot Realm Gate. But when he heard the loud "wave" behind him, the giant god said authentically, "Immortalism?"

The close fight just now, Fang Jie said that the old man would be alive without death. Since Poya was able to get angry with the attack, Ding Fan must be safe and sound. Unfortunately, Fang Jie's mind was a little calm, but he hit a wall firmly.

Could it be that I have arrived at the shore of Youdu Realm Gate?

Just when the man raised his head with joy, what caught his eye was not the Youdu Realm Sect, but the big hands of the God of War Poya!

"The Soul-Leaving Technique?"

Before she could think about it, Fang Jie jumped to the side and rolled around several times, gave up his body more than a meter long, knelt on one knee, and raised his hand to touch the sword around his waist.

"I am not from Youdu, why did you stop me from leaving the city again and again?" But when Fang Jie saw the person standing with his arms around, he didn't dare to move around. This time he only regretted that his cultivation would be lost, otherwise he would really have a chance to fight for his life.

The anger on Poya's face was obviously fading a lot, and she raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "Mortal... do you want to fight with me too?"

"He is a mortal, but I am not!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Fan finally rushed to Fang Jie. Looking closely, the old man's flawless plain clothes had been blown away by the battle just now, and his chest on his left side was even more deflated.

The old man stared at his blood-filled eyes and shouted: "Wu Napoya? It's not a good thing to deal with a mortal... Since you are the God of War in Youdu, why not try me?"

Poya picked up the corner of her mouth again, but she still had no intention of taking action: "Try you? Just because you are like this?"

Ding Fan pulled Fang Jie behind him, muttered something, and punched several restrictions with one hand, forming the Tianbao lotus seal: the middle finger and ring finger tightly clasped the palm of the palm, and the other three fingers rose up three faint lights. Immediately, the old man raised his hand and buckled the lotus hand seal towards his heart without thinking.

But when he heard a crackling sound that made people's scalp numb, Ding Fan's ribs that had just collapsed into his chest were restored to the beginning in a flash, and his body also swelled several times at the same time, just as the size of Poya.

Poya stared at Ding Fan and said, "Tianbao Lotus Seal? Don't move the Ming King? You little guy knows a lot... Come on, if you can withstand my punch, everything is easy to say!"

At this moment, the old man opened his eyes again, and his two pupils had turned golden, and three purple flames had appeared on his shoulders and head.

He formed the Tianbao Lotus Seal with his hand, and solved the restrictions on heaven and earth by himself, and temporarily borrowed the human body to transform into the six realms of immovable venerables. Having this transformation, would it be that the one who was the one who was the one who was in the front of the army, and even the four gods of Shura were there, it was probably difficult to shake his true body.

Fang Jie was very surprised: I didn’t expect that I and Master had not seen each other for only three years. He could have achieved so many days of luck in this Shura Dao! But this technique has such divine power in an instant... Isn’t it another evil technique for my life-sacrificing one’s life in the Changsheng Sect?

In front of the formation, the divine light burst out in Poya's eyes, his five fingers were blatant, and a powerful suction force came from above Zhoutian. The strong wind rushed, and all the broken bricks and tiles in the fields rushed straight to Poya. Fang Jie felt cold in his heart and quickly stabilized his body, but he was just like duckweed and pulled over by this crazy force.

Is this the ability of the Shura God King?

But when he heard a crisp "snake", Poya tightened one hand and punched him straight up. Ding Fan's expression did not change, and his mother finger with his right hand lightly covered his little finger, formed the three-cobalt diamond seal, raised his hand and palmed it to meet him.

The moment the fists and palms hit each other, there was a burst of thunder in the city. As the aftermath reached, the walls of the northern city were immediately pushed down by this force. Fang Jie, who was closest to the two, flew backwards like a kite off the thread, rubbed the ground and hit the iron-casting Tiansha Baota with a dent before regaining his body.

When everyone who was still fighting again was shocked, they turned their heads and looked to the north of the city. They saw walls falling and houses falling, and there were two people standing in front of the gate a hundred miles away.

Ding Fan's steel teeth were critical, and hesitated with hissing, "I'm not dead... Are you still sure what you say?"

"I have never broken my promise!"

This time, the single fist was controlled. Not only did Poya look angry, but she looked at Ding Fan with admiration. She only heard him and said: "This Tianbao Lotus Seal is a forbidden technique that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. Do you know that your seal was just now, I am afraid that it will never be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation in the future and become my Shura ghost forever?"

After Poya agreed, Ding Fan finally fell down like a loss of strength, and his behavior suddenly changed to normal size. Poya was startled, raised his hand to block the old man's waist, and said again: "Why do you want to send that child out of the city even if you fight to the death? Do you know that if I punched him in a punch just now, you would have been wiped out long ago?"

"Thank you for your kindness from the Dharma..." Ding Fan was angry but weak, "We have only been in Youdu for more than three hundred years. Even though we have fought for three hundred years, all the gods and kings in all four cities are in charge, and we cannot cause much storm. But only for only three years on earth, my old hands and feet have been damaged! It is true... It is true that I am not the spirit of the human world this time, but I can't let go of the human world! The way of the great way is, loyalty and righteousness are the first, cherish the time and the thief's plot against him, but he can't regret the disasters and disasters!"

Poya listened quietly, and waited until Ding Fan finished speaking. He had already lifted the man and walked to the middle of the northern city, passed through the fearful people, and then pointed at Fang Jie, who had already fainted in his arms in July 14th, and continued: "What does this boy have to do with the 'loyalty' you mentioned?"

"He..." Ding Fan said, "The little people are not talented. He is my personal disciple in the mortal world, and he is also one of the deterrents that can break the great catastrophe on earth. As early as in the world, in order to fight against the great catastrophe on earth, he touched the ban on Jiuhua Mountain and fell into my Shura Youdu. He is not..."

"Okay, I've figured it out."

As Poya said, he helped the old man to the side of July 14, and said softly to him: "I just wait for the king to handle the war and chaos here. You can't delay the matter of quelling the disaster in the world!"

Before Poya could turn around, the Vimazhidora, who had already transformed into a human form, had already walked behind him. He bit his red lips lightly and said shyly: "General... Jingxin... Jingxin is wronged you."

Poya was stunned and turned to laugh loudly: "I'm afraid that if I don't use this bitter plan, you can't tell the loyal horse in the East City, which is the wolf that killed the master!"

Jingxin calmed down and said loudly to his subordinates: "Zangyunjian Yunhong Zhenren, where is the Golden Dragon Master Panlongling!"

But when they saw the two of them lie down and kneel down, they said in a trembling voice: "Little... I'm here!"

Jingxin frowned and said, "One of you is the commander of the entire camp's weapons, and the other is the control of my armor and armor for personal use. I want to ask you... Why are my soldiers in the East City, and even my weapons in my palace, all of them have been severely poisoned?"

"this……"

The two sons looked at each other, as if they had any concerns, and buried their heads in a firm manner and stopped talking.

Jingxin snorted coldly, raised her hand and pressed her head toward Master Yun Hong, and said coldly: "Okay, you guys are stinging with all your face in the Tiansha Sword. You have to be a hero this time, right? What's the benefit of getting that person? Could it be that you really don't cry without seeing the coffin?"

This time, a sudden pressure arose, and a wisp of fishy smell came from the crotch of Master Jinlong. But when the guy heard this guy tremble, he said, "Brother Yunhong... those birds have long left us and ran away! You are still struggling here. If you don't say it... Then let me say it!"

"oh?"

Jingxin relaxed his strength and immediately grew up and whispered to the people under his command: "Each group of soldiers counts the number of people with me, which is a good eye for me. That beast intends to rebel!"

It can be said to be:

If you don’t hear the world’s plans for three years, you will be able to be free for a hundred years.

If you don’t want to be reborn in the human world, the gates of the Youdu Realm will open south.

If you want to know what happens next, I will tell you what you want...
Chapter completed!