"Juling Shen, who are you looking down on? If I run away today, will I still have the face to say such things in the future? "
Xiao Chengfeng flew on his sword and turned into a stream of light to Juling Shen's side. The endless sword energy around him gathered into a giant sword and pierced toward the light of destruction!
Daoist Junjun and the others also came with solemn expressions. They looked at Juling Shen's broken body with red eyes and said firmly, "If we leave, we leave together. If we die, we die together!"
"Fellow cultivators from the Heavenly Palace, we're with you!"
The Dharmic powers of the surrounding cultivators surged as they gritted their teeth and stood together with the Heavenly Palace with great difficulty.
However, there were also people who showed fear in their eyes and took advantage of this moment to turn around and retreat.
In everyone's eyes, this was a battle with no chance of winning.
The aboriginals were too strong. Just the three leaders were already unparalleled in combat power, exceeding the limit of a second-step supreme. There were still many aboriginals behind them who had not made a move yet!
The aboriginals behind them also had second-step supreme beings, and even more first-step supreme beings!
Instead of making unnecessary sacrifices, it was better to find a place to hide. Maybe they could find a chance of survival.
One of the leaders of the aboriginals shook his head and said, "Too weak. Is this the power of the seventh realm? How can you make our aboriginals fall one by one?"
Another person said disdainfully, "Futile resistance, laughable persistence."
They were nonchalant as they commented on the people from the Heavenly Palace.
Xiao Chengfeng's hands that held the sword no longer had flesh and blood. Only the white bones were left holding the sword hilt tightly. His sword will was undying!
His face was red as he sneered and murmured, "A bunch of ignorant aboriginals. What's the point of being so awesome! Do you know that we were just a broken small world in the beginning? Our strength was as insignificant as dust. We grew together with the seventh realm in just a few years! You can't imagine the power of the seventh realm! "
The light of destruction continued to push forward. The people from the Heavenly Palace were like candlelight in the dark night, flickering and about to be extinguished at any time.
The surrounding cultivators who had retreated all turned around and looked in the direction of the Heavenly Palace. Their gazes were complicated, and in the end, they let out a sigh.
Under the great calamity, the Heavenly Palace would probably become history.
At this moment, a wooden barrel appeared out of nowhere. It crossed space and shot out from the void, directly arriving in front of Juling Shen and the others.
This wooden barrel floated in the sky, slowly rotating. It looked ordinary and shabby, but it emitted a strange aura. It stood in the light of destruction, impenetrable by all methods!
Its appearance was like a stabilizing needle that stopped the light of destruction.
This strange scene immediately caused the atmosphere to stagnate, and everyone became absent-minded.
Two-thirds of Juling Shen's huge body had already been erased. He dragged his broken body and looked at the dung bucket. Tears suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He muttered to himself, "This … this is a dung bucket! He's here … "
Not only him, but the rest of the people from the Heavenly Palace were also shocked. The corners of their mouths involuntarily curled into a smile.
Si Jia
B*xwx.
C
o
Si. "How is that possible? What kind of bucket is that? "
The eyes of the three leaders of the Ancient Race suddenly widened, and their faces were filled with disbelief.
They felt that it was unbelievable.
Although they didn't use their full strength, the Origin Energy that they displayed was still incomparably majestic, enough to control the Great Path. Now, it was blocked by an ordinary wooden barrel, which made it hard for them to accept.
"A wooden barrel … blocked the attack of the Ancient Race?"
"Who is it? The person hasn't even arrived, but the wooden barrel is already so powerful!"
"A turn of events? Could there be a turn of events?"
While the others were surprised, they couldn't help but feel a little excited. They all held their breaths and waited quietly.
"The dung bucket in the left hand suppresses the universe, and the dung fork in the right hand pierces through the ages. Who dares to say that they are invincible?"
Between heaven and earth, a deep voice rumbled. It was as if the sky was sinking, and it was constantly echoing.
Everyone's body trembled. When they looked up, they saw a voice striding over.
He was tall and ugly. He wore plain clothes and carried a worn-out fork on his shoulder as he walked over step by step.
The moment they saw him, everyone almost fell.
His appearance was far too different from what they had imagined.
A dung bucket in his left hand and a dung fork in his right …
'Is that wooden barrel really a dung bucket?'
'Is this person a dung picker?'
However, there was indeed a slight stench in the air …
Daoist Junjun looked in Wang Zun's direction. Her eyes were shining as she said excitedly, "It's not just Wang Zun. The others are here too."
Yang Jian nodded and said, "Yes, they're all here."
Xiao Chengfeng grinned and said with a smile, "Hahaha, we're saved. The expert has sent people to save us again!"
Behind Wang Zun, a few more figures slowly appeared.
They were bathed in faint light, like the bright moon walking under the night sky. They were Jiang Liu, Qin Manyun, Situ Qin, Nanna, and Long'Er.
There was also a bald dog wearing underpants. It was strutting its cat-like steps with a cold expression on its face as it walked gracefully to the side.
The leader of the ancient race felt an unprecedented pressure. He said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"We heard that you think the Seventh Realm is nothing. That's why we're here," Daoist said coldly.
Blackie said coldly. He looked at the ancient race person and mocked, "Don't talk about the people of the seventh realm. Even a dog like me can suppress you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he continued walking forward at a steady pace. He walked into the Light of Destruction without any defense, but he was unscathed.
"Woof!"
Daoist Junjun suddenly barked. He raised his dog paw and slammed it down on the ancient race leader!
A huge dog paw condensed in the void and landed in front of the ancient race leader as if he was swatting a fly.
"The ancient race has dominated the Seven Realms for countless years. This is the first time I've seen such an arrogant dog!"
The ancient race leader sneered. He was not afraid at all. He raised his hand and slapped the dog paw!
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth shook.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, the ancient race leader's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string. Blood splattered from his mouth along the way, forming a red arch bridge.
As he flew backward, his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. His mind was blank. He could not believe that he had been defeated by a dog.
The Seventh Realm. So this was the Seventh Realm's greatest trump card!
They had hidden it so well!
Mi He
Ze. "Lord Dog is so strong!"
Not to mention the others, even Xiao Chengfeng and the others could not accept it.
The ancient race leader's strength was obvious to all. The three leaders had the strength of a second-step Supreme Being. If it was Daoist Junjun in the past, he would not be their match.
But now, Daoist Junjun was suppressing them. How could they not be shocked?
Daoist Junjun felt everyone's shock. He stood proudly in the void. His dog eyes were filled with vicissitudes. He said coldly, "It seems that I haven't fought for a long time. The Underworld has forgotten my legend."
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