The Changmei Zhenren stopped attacking, looked at Ye Qiu in confusion, and said, "Little bastard, what's the use of keeping such a weirdo?"
Ye Qiu walked up to the young Taoist priest and asked, "You just said that your brother is the leader of Ziwei Sect, his dear brother?"
The young Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said, "That's right! My brother is the leader of Ziwei Sect. If you dare to kill me, Ziwei Sect will never stop with you!"
Ye Qiu originally wanted to inquire about the situation of Ziwei Sect, but who knew that this guy dared to threaten him.
Anyone who knows Ye Qiu knows that he has always been soft but not hard. Whoever dares to threaten him is undoubtedly seeking death.
"So what about Ziwei Sect? I dare to make the fortune of the Nether Clan. Even if the Heavenly King comes, I will kill you!" Ye Qiu ordered Changmei Zhenren: "Kill him."
"It's so bad!" Changmei Zhenren grinned, quickly took out the mysterious brick, and smashed it into the young Taoist priest's forehead with a brick.
Just as the moment the brick of Changmei Zhenren was about to hit the young Taoist priest's head, a terrifying force suddenly burst out from the middle of the young Taoist priest's eyebrows, sweeping out like a tsunami collapse.
"boom!"
The Changmei Zhenren was caught off guard and was directly shocked by this force for thousands of feet. He fell heavily to the ground, and blood was squirting from his mouth.
“What’s the situation?”
Everyone exclaimed.
I saw a purple light appearing at the middle of the young Taoist priest's eyebrows, and the light quickly condensed into a hazy purple figure.
Although the figure couldn't see his face clearly, his body was surrounded by the aura of the great way, like a towering mountain, which made everyone breathless.
"Who dares to hurt my brother?"
A cold voice came from the mouth of the purple figure, and the sound contained endless majesty.
Ziyang Tianzun's eyes froze and he said in a deep voice: "This is the mark of the quasi-emperor strong man!"
Ye Qiu and others were shocked.
Only then did I realize that no wonder the young Taoist priest was so arrogant. It turned out that there was a quasi-emperor strong man behind him!
When the young Taoist priest saw the purple figure appear, he was immediately confident and shouted arrogantly: "Aren't you going to kill me? Come on! Why don't you take action?"
He pointed at Changmei Zhenren and others and said to the purple figure: "Brother, these guys want to kill me!"
"I have told me about my identity, and they still want to kill me, but obviously they don't take our Ziwei Cult seriously."
"Brother, you should kill them for me!"
"Oh by the way, those two women are kept, I want them to be my maids!"
Upon hearing this, the purple figure glanced over the audience and waited for the others, and his tone was cold: "Do you know your guilt when you dare to touch my brother?"
Xiaodie frowned and said, "Why don't you ask why we want to kill your brother?"
"Why?" asked the purple figure.
Xiaodie said: "Not only he is arrogant and speaks rudely, he also covets the luck of the Nether Clan. Do you think he should die?"
"Is that?" said the purple figure: "I still know my brother's character. He doesn't like many things. Since he can like the luck of the Nether Clan, that is the blessing of the Nether Clan. Why don't you give him the luck of the Nether Clan?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene was dumbfounded.
They never expected that this purple figure would say such words.
This is either protection, it is clearly indiscriminate.
The Changmei Zhenren got up from the ground and spitted blood: "Bah, you can say such words, you are so shameless."
The purple figure snorted coldly: "How dare you contradict me if you are just ant?"
After the words came, he raised his hand and waved it, and a purple light rushed straight to Changmei Zhenren.
"Be careful!" Ye Qiu hurriedly reminded.
The long-browed real person burst out instantly, holding a black brick in his hand, colliding with the purple light.
"boom!"
Amid the terrifying explosion, the Changmei Zhenren was shaken away hundreds of feet, and several bones on his body were broken, which was extremely miserable.
He is no match for the purple figure at all.
"You have some skills..." said the purple figure looking at the long-browed real person and said, "But, not many."
The Changmei Zhenren quickly used his energy to recover from his injuries, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "So what about the quasi-emperor mark? Today, I must destroy you."
Ye Qiu knew that Changmei Zhenren was not the opponent of the purple figure, and said, "Minglong, go."
"Yes." The dark dragon responded, and his body suddenly changed, turning into a black dragon, roaring towards the sky.
hold head high--
The dragon roar resounds throughout the world.
Suddenly, the aura of the Nether Dragon suddenly surged, and it was in a strife with the purple figure.
A trace of surprise flashed in the purple shadow's eyes, but soon returned to peace: "A mere little bug dares to be arrogant in front of me?"
He raised his hand and waved it, and countless purple lights slashed towards the Nether Dragon like sharp swords.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The black dragon and the purple light collided violently, and a earth-shaking loud noise broke out, trembling within a radius of thousands of miles, as if it would collapse at any time.
The Nether Dragon attacked with all his strength, and his strength became stronger and stronger, and gradually suppressed the purple light.
"Hmph!" The purple figure snorted coldly, formed seals with both hands, and a huge purple palm seal fell from the sky and headed towards the Nether Dragon's death.
"And——" The dark dragon roared to the sky and rushed towards the purple palm print.
"boom!"
The two forces collided, bursting out dazzling light, and the purple palm print was torn to pieces by the Nether Dragon.
When Ye Qiu saw this scene, he said, "Minglong, come back!"
The dark dragon quickly transformed into an old man, returned to Ye Qiu, lowered his head, and hid his hand in his cuff, and the tiger's mouth had cracked.
"How?" Ye Qiu asked in a voice transmission.
Minglong replied: "The other party is very strong. If the deity comes in person, I will not be his opponent."
Ye Qiu was shocked, that is to say, that purple figure was definitely a transcendent among the quasi-emperors.
However, he was not afraid because this was the Nether Clan.
When the young Taoist priest saw Minglong retreat, he became even more arrogant and pointed at Ye Qiu and shouted: "You group of ants, why don't you give up the luck of the Nether Clan!"
"If I am obedient, I can ask my brother to leave you a complete corpse, otherwise you will be scattered!"
Ziyang Tianzun frowned and was about to take action, but was stopped by Ye Qiu.
"Master, let me do it."
Ye Qiu took a step forward, his eyes flashed like lightning, and he glanced at the young Taoist priest and the purple figure, with a cold and domineering tone: "This is the Nether Clan, and no one can be arrogant here, even the quasi-emperor strong man is no exception!"
When the young Taoist priest heard this, he seemed to hear a huge joke: "Boy, what are you? How dare you speak loudly in front of my brother?"
"My brother is a quasi-emperor strong man. Although it is just a mark, it is not something you can compete with!"
"You know what you know, hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise..."
Ye Qiu coldly spit out a word: "Die!"
boom--
Chapter completed!