The little devil's eyes flashed a burning war chill and said, "Confucius Jingyun, you little girl is also coming!"The inheritance of the emperor, I will be determined by the little devil.Let's go!Otherwise, let me teach you the five-colorful works of the peacocks.”

The peacock god is also one of the top big clans in the universe, and the strong in the clan are like clouds, which is no worse than the wild cattle and demons.

Kong Jingyun smiled slightly and said, “Little cow demon, this time, there is more than one of me!”

A handsome and beautiful young man and woman came out from the side, each like a young god, the breath is very scary.They are all top geniuses from the younger generation of the universe.

Bai Yao smiled with interest and burst, “The flame god, the little cow and the devil, the thunderless..., ancient!With so many geniuses working together, even I may not be an opponent.Wang Chu, this bastard, how will he deal with them?Fishing for great white sharks is how it feels.”

The little cow demon saw the genius named from all the peoples of the universe, and he could not help but frowning.Those geniuses, one-on-one he is not afraid, but dozens of such geniuses join forces, even he is not an opponent.

Wang Chu coughed up a mouthful of blood, pale in face, trembling body, and slowly said, “I only have one, you have so many people, how to divide?”

Kong Jingyun Yan smiled and said, "Of course, after the suppression of you, we will discuss the distribution of things."

“Does this native want to sow discord and think that we will get into his plot?”

“It’s not self-powerful!”

“...”

Those young geniuses from all ethnic groups in the universe have a taunting look in their eyes.

“If so, I won’t leave either!”

Wang Chu straightened his body, his eyes were cold and flashing, and the force was boiling, and the magic book was prompted.

In an instant, a hundred miles were covered in darkness, annihilating all the six senses.

“No, the magic book!There are assassins of the Dark Lord!”

The little demon of the cow demon in the heart of the demon is surprised, the crazy igniting the force, the display of the cow demon holy box, as if incarnated into a terrible bull demon, crazy around the body.

“Yes, your reaction is slow!”

A cold voice sounded behind the bull demon saint, Wang Chu Yiji town demon boxing bombarded his back, the town demon boxing stirring, a shattering the demon yuan of the bull demon, he bombarded him and fell on the earth.

Wang Chu waved his hand, a lock of the nail nail into the body of the bull demon, directly suppressed it, and then put it into the space box.

"The Dark Magical Treasure, the King Chu will be the Dark Magical Treasure.How is that possible?No, only in the legend, the Tenge City Supreme Canon cultivated by the Tengcheng Goddess Emperor 100,000 years ago has this ability.He stole the secret treasures from the Dark Lord Prince, so he also stole the secret of our White Night Ghosts!That bastard!”

Bai Yao looked at the sudden appearance of the dark curtain, the heart was a little faint, the mind moved, the ins and outs of the things guessed, gritted teeth and hate thought.

“Damn, that’s great!”

Wang Chu shuttled through the darkness, unscrupulously attacking those geniuses from all over the universe, who were basically suppressed by him and had no resistance.

If you do not use the Dark Magician, Wang Chu wants to defeat those geniuses from all over the universe, it will not be so simple, slightly careless, and even in danger of falling.

A five-colored light suddenly emerged from the endless darkness, cutting out a large hole in the dark curtain formed by the dark magic treasure.

The clouds are surrounded by colorful lights, rising from the sky, flying directly from the dark sky and escaping to the distance.

“Give me back!”

A glimmer of space ripples shone, Wang Chu a space transmission, appeared in front of Kong Jingyun, a fist bombarded her in the abdomen, bombarded her, fell into the dark curtain, seriously injured, by his homeopathic into a lock of the nail.

“The fire burns!”

A mysterious golden ancient lamp suddenly emerged from the dark sky, and a cyan flame that could burn everything, and the blue flame that destroyed everything spewing out of the golden ancient lamp and swept away against Wang Chu.

Under the golden lamp, the flame of the god of fire sat in it like a young god.

The magic treasure is strange and extraordinary, and it restrains many secrets.There are also many secrets and treasures that are not subject to their restraint.That golden ancient lamp is obviously a very extraordinary secret treasure, which has the power to restrain the secret treasure.

“Good baby!”

Wang Chu's eyes were bright, roused the sun god knife, turned into a round of terrible and incomparable stern, falling from the sky and cutting off to the golden ancient lamp.

The flame excites the ancient golden lamp can easily burn the strong in the Yuanhu to ashes, which is a first-class attack and killing treasure owned by the god of fire.

As soon as the flame fell in the sun, it was directly absorbed by the sabre of the sun and turned into the nourishment of the sun's spirit.

“Not good!”

The flame of the god suddenly changed, and with a wave of his hand, the golden ancient lamp bloomed with a dazzling light, bursting open, and the explosion of terror swept away to Wang Chu.

The round of the sun that Wang Chu transformed rushed into the explosion center of the golden ancient lamp, directly crushed over, bombarded the body of the flame god, and directly hit the flame god.

Wang Chu waved his hand, and a lock of the nails entered the body of the flame god, and directly suppressed the seal of the flame god.

“This time, it’s a big harvest!I don’t know how many dollars I can get!”

Wang Chu looked at the dozens of geniuses of all ethnic groups who fell to the ground, and his eyes flashed a smooth color.

“Wang Chu, you really succeeded!I thought you were going to plant a big head this time!”

Bai Yao came with a silver mask, and the silver mask radiated a burst of silvery radiance, shrouded in her body, making her look like a man, and the voice was all transformed into a male voice.

Wang Chu urged: "Don't talk nonsense, come and value it!"

“They’re worth a lot of money!”

Bai Yao pointed a finger at several geniuses such as the Little Saint of the Bull Devil, the Demon of Flame, and Confucius Jingyun, and then began to comment on the value of those geniuses from other worlds.

"Who are you?"Why are you so familiar with us?You are not a star!”

The flame of God’s death stared at Bai Yao.

This word, a look focused on Bai Yao's body, full of anger.

“Shut up, you’re talking too much!”

Wang Chu was vicious, and a fist bombarded the handsome face of the flame god son, and bombarded the handsome face of the flame god son, and the blood dwcs, directly broke.