Chapter 1116： Zhen Shi Quan (1/2)

More decent?

”Hahaha!”

Prince Yan was angry again, and his expression changed slightly. In a short period of time, not only did he feel frustrated by Nie Wudao, but now he was threatened by him with words in front of a younger generation?

Has the world changed?

Son of the Emperor of Heaven, is he so despised?

”Did you know that you weren't even born when I condensed the Fa?”

Prince Yan took a deep breath and said.

”What about this?”

Su Han smiled, ”Martial arts are not better than Shouyuan. If one of the turtle monsters in the Barbarian Demon Mountain live longer than Shouyuan, they can easily break through the limit of the Emperor's 800 life span and live for one or two thousand years. It’s not uncommon.”

”Do you compare me to the turtle monster?”

Prince Yan almost didn't mention it, what is his identity? The other party actually compares that kind of lowly species with him?

”If you don't fight a game today, you won't leave if you want to.”

Su Han smiled and burst directly into the air, instantly revealing the immortal demon ape's face, the face of one good and one evil, which is creepy.

”Then fight it!”

Unwilling to show weakness, Prince Yan broke through the sky, the ten evil ghosts appeared, and his body exuded a monstrous demon intent.

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly, but the golden body of the two men made the sun in the sky gloomy.

The people of Kyoto below saw this scene, their expressions were slightly shaken.

”How dare he do something with the son of the ghost emperor?”

Han Qiansuan looked at Han Fei in astonishment.

Han Fei was also a little surprised.

Prince Yan is the son of the ghost emperor, with the blood of the emperor, and he is highly respected in the world. If the ghost emperor ascends to the immortal world, it would be better to say that he has not yet ascended, and is still the emperor of the world, a living legend.

Doesn't it mean that you will directly engage in evil with the ghost emperor by working with Prince Yan?

...

”I heard that you have awakened the Ancient Eucharist, let me see if the power of your Ancient Eucharist is as powerful as rumored.”

Prince Yan stared at Su Han coldly, the demon in his body swept up like a stormy sea, almost blackening the sky.

A frightening aura radiates around him. The ten directions of evil spirits are terrifying. With the addition of monstrous demon intent, some ordinary people who have no martial arts cultivation experience only feel that their hearts are beating. It seems that if you look at them more, they will kill you. .

But soon, a breath from the imperial palace spread out, directly enveloping the entire Kyoto, and everyone felt clear and clear in an instant, and there was no sense of oppression anymore.

Prince Yan didn't notice this. At this moment, he had only Su Han alone. Since he was going to fight, he couldn't fall into the name of Netherworld Holy Land.

Qingzhou walking?

The first emperor of Qingzhou?

joke!

In front of his Prince Yan, **** isn't it!

”I use my life to sacrifice to the blue sky, cultivate magic skills, refine demons, and ten evil ghost towns!”

Senran's words came out of Prince Yan's mouth, and the strong breath on his fist was condensing crazily.

Accompanied by the voice falling to the ground, he also waved his fist at this moment, and slammed it at Su Han with the strength of ten thousand Jun!

”The secret of the Nether Sacred Land, the eighth-rank martial skill'Zhen Shi Quan'?”

Han Qiansuan fell silent in amazement.

As the owner of Mikado Island, he doesn't know the Zhenshiquan of the Nether Holy Land!

This is a few top-notch boxing techniques in the Nether Holy Land!

Great Leiyin Temple.

A group of young novice monks stood behind Monk Zeyun, looking up at the ten directions of evil spirits in the sky. When Prince Yan used the Zhenshi Fist, the magic in his body almost rendered the whole world.

”Master, is this the demon in your mouth?”

A little novice with bright eyes and white teeth spoke.

The other little novice monks showed a trace of fear on their faces. Only this little novice monk who was the closest to Monk Zeyun was not at all afraid. When he looked at Prince Yan’s ten directions of evil spirits, his face showed if there was anything. The color of thinking.

”Devil? The devil is invisible.”