The Strongest Husband in Ten Thousand Realms

"Who is it!"

The Thirty-Three Heavens, at this moment, the Buddha, the Jade Emperor and others all looked around with solemn expressions.

At this moment, within the 33rd Heaven, murderous intent was overflowing, as if it had turned into a Shura field flooded by a sea of ​​corpses and blood, everyone could feel the murderous intent on his back.

At this moment, no matter who it is, the eyes that look around at this moment are full of fear.

Because, now they, everyone feels that the **** of death is staring at them, just watching them like that, and didn't do anything.

"Everyone, what is the purpose of this prehistoric battle?"

Finally, a person broke this calm, and on the prehistoric battle platform in the mist and mist of the thirty-third heaven, the phantom of a woman appeared, still the back soil.

"Houtu, is it you?"

Taishang Laojun suddenly frowned, his face extremely gloomy.

"Houtu, as a saint, you cannot do certain things. Heaven and the 33rd Heaven are the most important places to manage the Three Realms. If you break up the 33rd Heaven, you will sink your house. , Karma will be overwhelming, and heaven will not let you go!"

Burning lantern ancient Buddha frowned and said, his face was extremely cold and he looked at Houtu, his heart was extremely angry.

"This is not where I sit."

Houtu calmly glanced at the old monarch Taishang and the ancient Buddha burning lamp, then looked at the nine people of Qi Guang and asked: "Tell me about the rules of this prehistoric battlefield."

"Enlighten Houtu Niangniang, this prehistoric battle platform must have nine masters defending the ring at a time, and then others will attack the ring."

Qi Guang spoke. As a big brother, only she could speak at this time.

"Nine of you, who are the masters of the first round?"

The ghost of Houtu nodded, then looked at the Jade Emperor and others, and smiled coldly.

"Yes." Qi Guang said, coughing twice, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Don't ask."

At this moment, beside the phantom of Houtu, a figure appeared, wearing a white robe, and the killing intent like a sea of ​​blood on a corpse mountain came out of the white-clothed man.

"Yang Yu, it's you!"

Zheng Chou looked at the man in white robe, Yang Yu with a cold expression.

"Naughty animal, you really dare to come!"

Tathagata Buddha's eyes suddenly became cold, staring at Yang Yu, wisps of killing intent flashed across his eyes.

"Yang Yu, there is nothing wrong with it. It seems that there is nothing wrong with using your senior brothers and sisters to force you to show up!"

Taishang Laojun also spoke coldly, looking at Yang Yu, murderous intent.

"It's all **** things. In the entire Three Realms, no one has ever rebelled against us. But the few of you who went to the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain were more arrogant than the other. You should die!"

The Emperor Donghua had a cold tone and glanced at Yang Yu and the nine disciples of Bodhi Patriarch under the prehistoric battle platform, revealing his murderous intentions.

"Everyone, do the liquidation of those of us today within the Three Realms!"

Yang Yu opened his mouth and looked at Tathagata Buddha and others, with cold radiance in his eyes.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

In the next second, all the prehistoric battle platforms vibrated, and the original nine battle platforms roared loudly, converging on the battle platform where Yang Yu was.

"Boom!"

With a bang, the nine prehistoric battle platforms directly collided and turned into a huge platform.

"You, you all said just now that the nine of them are trash. They are only worthy of being cut to death with one knife, and only worthy of being crushed by you...right?"

Yang Yu didn't pay attention to the three giants, but looked at the quasi-saint disciple and the mortal demon king below, with a cold smile on his mouth.

"You... what do you want to do?"

The faces of those mortal demon kings changed drastically, but they heard the name of hot pot Yang Yu.

On the way to the Western Sky, the original Demon King was killed by Yang Yu, making it a Manchu Banquet!

Now, Yang Yu appeared, and also shocked the audience, making everyone's heart not believable at that time-the 33rd Heaven!

At this moment, even if they don't know the exact geometry of Yang Yu's strength, they must have guessed it in their hearts.

"boom!"

Yang Yu didn't say anything, and directly raised his hand, a terrifying force directly enveloped everyone.

In the next second, those demon kings and quasi-saint disciples who were still looking terrified under the prehistoric battle platform all appeared on the prehistoric battle platform!

"Emperor Ziwei disciple, there are three people in total, very strong?"

And in front of Yang Yu, there were three people standing right now, two men and one woman, who were the disciples of Emperor Ziwei.

"Naughty animal, you..."

"boom!"

The Great Emperor Ziwei stood up, the mighty quasi-sage was about to roar at Yang Yu, but he stopped abruptly in the middle, and a pitch-black spear hung high above his head, wisps of chaos. The air fell, and murderous intent permeated.

"Quasi...Quasi saint!"

Great Emperor Ziwei's face turned pale, he just felt horrified in his heart at the moment, the cold air behind his back rushed to the heavens, and his soul rushed.

It seems that if he moves, he will fall completely!

"Boom!"

On the prehistoric battle platform, the disciples of Emperor Ziwei were directly bombarded by Yang Yu into fleshy flesh. Their souls were no longer swallowed by the reincarnation method, but sank into the eighteen **** caves behind Yang Yu. Among.

Among them, tongue-out hell, oil pan hell... waiting for their soul, forever and ever!

"Asshole!"

Emperor Ziwei roared, his eyes became icy, and the monstrous anger was burning.

"boom!"

However, the pitch-black halberd above his head suddenly fell, and the infinite chaotic power raged, directly drowning Emperor Ziwei.

Emperor Ziwei, who taught the twelve golden immortals, broke through the quasi-sage after the Conferred God War, and now no matter how strong it is, it is only in the middle of the quasi-sage.

After eating Kunpeng, Yang Yu also broke through to the mid-quasi-sage stage, and now he wants to kill Emperor Ziwei, it really only happened in an instant.

"Emperor Donghua disciple, four people."

Yang Yu raised his hand and waved lightly, four young people appeared in Yang Yu's line of sight.

At the same time, Emperor Donghua's face suddenly turned pale, and he raised his head to look above his head.

An euphorbia, pitch black as ink, wisps of chaotic air falling, killing intent permeated.

"No... don't kill me, Yang Yu, it has nothing to do with me, don't kill me!"

The Great Emperor Donghua roared in horror, and quickly looked at Yang Yu, his tone full of prayers.

"Today, no one here can survive. Tomorrow, there will be no gods in the Three Realms!"

Yang Yu glanced at Emperor Donghua coldly, and then Yang Yu's hand and Zhentianji fell at the same time!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

With two roars, the disciples of Donghua Great and Donghua Great were crushed at the same time, all turned into a splash of flesh and blood.

"..."

At this moment, Tathagata Buddha, Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha and others looked at Yang Yu, and in their eyes, there was infinite panic and disbelief.

Their hearts are trembling at this moment, a cold chill is gradually overwhelming their hearts!

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