Chapter 1122: Unparalleled in the world (1/2)

The first thousand one hundred and twenty-two chapters

He once again served a pseudo-god-level spirit gathering pill, turning a bit of a disadvantage.

Yang Teng did not continue, stopped the movement in his hand, and shouted at Yin Xiang: ”Yin Xiang, I just know why you dare not lift your veil to see people, you turned into a monster!”

”What are you talking about!” Yin Xiang's heart trembled, and at the same time he stopped spraying black blood drops.

His movements are almost to the extreme, and no one can see the changes on his face as soon as the black scarf rises and falls.

But it was still seen by Yang Teng.

Yang Teng laughed loudly: ”Yin Xiang, do you still want to deceive yourself? Look at your face. It is covered with things like fish scales. Are you still a person now! Do you dare to call yourself a human monk! I feel ashamed for you. I don’t know what your parents would think after they knew you became a monster. Will your dad kill your mom!”

Many cultivators, including Yin Xiang, did not react. Yin Xiang's face changed. What did this have to do with his parents?

Standing far away from the opposing war zone, the old sloppy laughed, ”Yang Teng, your kid is too bad. Just say that Yin Xiang's mother was misbehaving. You can combine with a strange animal to give birth to Yin Xiang, and you too. You can't expose the old folks in front of so many people. Didn't you harm the three Yin Xiang family?”

”Hahaha!” There was a burst of laughter from the viewing area.

Yang Teng, this guy, is so bad that he can hide Yin Xiang like this.

Obviously, Yin Xiang's change could not have been caused by his mother's derailment, it was entirely because he inherited the inheritance of the Devil Emperor.

The old sloppy is even more detrimental, and he has to explain it so clearly.

Yang Teng shouted at the old sloppy: ”You said this, I didn't say that. As the descendant of the emperor, Yin Xiang's blood source is more complicated. This is also normal. Your old sloppy will not be jealous.”

The old sloppy waved his hands again and again, ”I am not jealous of such a thing, I am sloppy is definitely my father's son.”

The monks in the war-watching area laughed loudly. Who is not the father's son, at most someone likes to be a father, but there is still only one father.

Yin Xiang's face was pale with anger.

Of course, his face is dark now, no matter how sullen it is, it can't be seen.

”Old sloppy! You are looking for death!” Yin Xiang was furious.

The old sloppy screamed: ”I said that the devil's descendant, what do you mean, I am just telling the truth. Young people nowadays, can't even bear this fact. If you want to prove innocence Well, you might as well take off the black veil on your face and let everyone see your honor. Isn’t this the best proof, what's the use of yelling at me.”

Of course Yin Xiang would not take off the masked black kerchief. He knew his physical condition very well. At present, only his hands have not grown black scales, but they have also turned black, so his hands are wrapped in black cloth. .

On his face and neck, there were already such black scales that made him irritated.

He thought of many ways to remove these scales, but what made him helpless was that he endured the severe pain and removed one layer, and then a layer would grow.

The more he removes it, the denser the black scales.

In the end, he really had no choice but to adopt this method to wrap his whole body.

Today, to the effect, when Yang Teng saw the black scales on his face, Yin Xiang was so angry that he could no longer suppress the irritability in his heart.

”Yang Teng! Old sloppy! You two scumbags, let me die!” With a violent roar, Yin Xiang didn't care whether he would expose the changes on his face, and he spouted a burst of black blood.

This is not a drop of black blood. The vitality contained in such a black blood is unimaginable.

”Wow!” The body of the black Moluo monster soared, and the golden **** was completely suppressed in an instant. The entire sky would be occupied by the black Moluo monster, and only a little bit of golden light remained.

It is not just Yang Teng who bears the immense power, but the black Moluo monster attacks the old sloppy at the same time.

The old sloppy cried out strangely: ”You, a person who is not a ghost or a ghost, dare to attack the old man at the same time. You are too slow to die! The old man will do you!”

With a loud shout: ”Pluto is coming!”

The Pluto sword in the old sloppy hand exudes strange auras.

”Da! Da! Da!” There was a tapping sound, like someone stepping on a pair of torn shoes into the opposing battle zone.

Yang Teng looked to the old sloppy side, and what he saw made Yang Teng speechless for a moment.

I saw a sloppy monk with exactly the same image as the old sloppy, kicking on a pair of tattered gray cloth shoes, appeared in midair, holding the Pluto sword in his hand.

”Da! Da! Da!” There was a sense of rhythm, and the old sloppy in mid-air wielded the Hades sword at will.

As the sword of Hades was swung, the body of the black mora monster shrank.

Don't miss the opportunity! Yang Teng immediately threw a pseudo-god-level Spirit Gathering Pill into his mouth, and input the violent power into the Tianhuangdao.

”Boom!” The golden light skyrocketed, and the golden **** instantly reversed the situation and launched a fierce attack on the black monster.

A golden god, a dirty old sloppy, teamed up to fight the black magic monster, but only achieved a close match.

The two sides are equally divided, and black still occupies half of the sky.

The other half of the sky is divided equally by the golden **** and the old sloppy.

”Old sloppy, I take it, you are really a descendant of Pluto!” Yang Teng shouted.

”Then I need to say, why did I ever lie to you!” The old sloppy laughed triumphantly. He once said that the Pluto lineage is such an image. At that time, he had no idea in his heart, and he was not sure about it a million years ago. The quasi-emperor Pluto is such a sloppy image.

Today he showed this style of Pluto's coming to the world, summoning the image of Pluto branded in the sword of Pluto, and he finally fell in love.

From then on, he was so sloppy and didn't need to feel inferior for this appearance. He could proudly claim that the quasi-emperor Pluto is like this!

”Old sloppy, you said that Pluto was defeated by the great emperor that year and failed to become the highest emperor. Could it be because of the sloppy image, which does not conform to the great road of heaven and earth, and was rejected by the great road.” At this moment, Yang Teng actually still has Mind joking.