"ah?"

The evil master Su Xuanxie responded kindly, but he pushed back Zhao Jiuyou, pressed the head of the Pagoda Saint King with one hand, and let the evil look devour him.

That scene...not to mention how horrifying it was.

"No!"

Zhao Jiuyou roared, this was the pride and greatest hope of his life, he would not allow it... Bang! The evil lord Su Xuan roared, and the evil sword slashed horizontally, causing Zhao Jiuyou to fly backwards.

This shows that Zhao Jiuyou is indeed a half-assed Holy King, and the Holy King's will probably has not been condensed yet.

next moment.

The Pagoda Saint King roared angrily and was completely swallowed by the evil appearance.

Zhao Jiuyou's face suddenly turned pale.

It’s over! Evil Lord Su Xuan clapped his hands and walked towards Zhao Jiuyou again.

Zhao Jiuyou hesitated and couldn't help but retreat.

My son is dead, so I can't die again... "What are you doing?"

Zhao Jiuyou shouted sharply.

"Kill you."

The evil lord Su Xuan looked matter-of-fact.

"Presumptuous, I am not a reincarnated immortal..." Evil Lord Su Xuan interrupted him: "You are indeed not, but you tolerate your son.

And you also know about the son of the Immortal God in the Holy King Tower, right?"

Speaking of this, the Evil Lord Su Xuan chuckled, with a stern and mocking tone.

Zhao Jiuyou's eyesight went dark.

"You...you..." He was trembling and couldn't say a word.

"Die!"

The evil lord Su Xuan sneered.

Under the watchful eyes of countless Great Wall monks here, the evil lord Su Xuan quickly killed Zhao Jiuyou.

They were frightened, not because they didn't want to help, but because they didn't have the courage... They even didn't dare to question the evil lord Su Xuan.

And at this moment.

Evil Lord Su Xuan let out a sigh of satisfaction and glanced at a corner.

There was a small figure there, backing away hard and shrinking tightly.

Zhao Nanhuang... his backer is dead, and his master is gone... He is completely finished... The most terrible thing is that the person who caused this situation is his cheap man... The evil lord Su Xuan looked over, and his whole body froze.

, sweating profusely.

But the next moment, the evil master Su Xuan sneered and turned away.

Hufufu...Zhao Nanhuang suddenly gasped for air.

Fortunately...fortunately, tiger poison cannot eat its seeds! As for hugging Su Xuan's thigh...unless he doesn't want to live anymore! "I'd better get out..." Zhao Nanhuang thought about finding a place to be happy, with his strength enough

.

But the next moment.

Boom! A terrifying holy seal fell from the sky and hit him hard on the head.

Bang... Zhao Nanhuang screamed and fell down, but quickly got up again, his face suddenly turned pale and even more distorted.

His power...is sealed.

No... He shouted bitterly, knowing that it was Su Xuan's hand that directly deprived him of the power to do evil... In the fairy land.

Su Xuan looked indifferent.

Zhao Nanhuang... I have lived my whole life with my duty, so I will never die.

But if he continues to be so arrogant and domineering, Su Xuan can't stand it.

If that's the case, then just abolish him and let him live his life normally.

As for Zhao Jiuyou... Su Xuan had doubted him from the moment the son of the immortal god appeared.

As for the seven Holy Kings this time, Su Xuan had his eye on the Pagoda Holy King from the very beginning.

I have problems with anyone who is not a reincarnated immortal, let alone my son?

Su Xuan really didn't believe that there was nothing wrong with the Pagoda Saint King.

And this is indeed the case! "The northern border, the Eighteenth Great Wall... things are over here."

Su Xuan whispered.

next moment.

Whoosh whoosh... The monks from the Eastern Wasteland, the Qilin Holy Guards, and the Holy King Haotian rushed out one after another.

Looking at Su Xuan's divine bird body outside, he was obviously even more shocked.

They were all confused.

Haotian, Zhutian, Daoshi and the others opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say, let alone how to address Su Xuan. They just felt that everything was like a dream.

"How was the situation over there in Yinhuang before you came out?"

Su Xuan asked first.

"It's not optimistic..." Holy King Haotian sighed: "The Great Wall of Desolation... is far from as prosperous as the northern border thought..." Next, Holy King Haotian said a lot.

Su Xuan just remained silent.

at last.

He said: "It is up to you to rebuild the Eighteenth Great Wall in the north.

Next, I’ll go to the Great Wall of Desolation!”

They were all shocked.

Both the Eastern Wasteland monks and Haotian Holy King are determined to go, but at this moment Su Xuan's proposal is obviously the best.

Because they can't help much if they go, it's better to stay and reshape the power connection between the Northern Territory and the Great Wall of Desolation... "Brother Xuan, kill them!"

"Brother, we are waiting for your triumphant return!"

"No, no, no, when we are ready, we will also go to the Great Wall of Desolation!"

"Su Xuan, kill the Pure Land Immortal and show them how powerful we are!"

Too many Eastern Wasteland monks shouted, with expectations and a hint of hidden worry in their excited eyes.

No matter how strong Su Xuan was and no matter how much they believed in Su Xuan, they would still be worried.

Su Xuan looked at it, with boundless persistence and belief in his blank eyes.

Not to mention the survival of Yinhuang and millions of years of grievances, these people alone...are the reason why he fights for them! "Of course!"

He laughed with an air of invincibility.

next moment.
Chapter completed!