My Brother Is The Protagonist

The arrival of Ao Ming and the three subordinates naturally did not escape Ao Yan's eyes.

"Sister Ao Yan, look, Ao Ming is here, it seems something is wrong."

Ao Xiaoxiao, the little girl whispered in Ao Yan's ear, but her eyes fell on Ao Ming and the others.

Hearing what Ao Xiaoxiao said, Ao Yan also looked over, and then a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. The arrogance on Ao Ming's face seemed to be gone, and there was no such thing as the kind of eyes above the top, which was very strange.

For Ao Yan, if Ao Ming changes his temper, it is almost a big event when the sun rises from the west.

Perceiving Ao Yan and the others, Ao Ming looked up and saw Ao Yan and the others.

Without any expression, Ao Ming took a look and then withdrew his gaze, as if he was seeing a stranger, without the slightest interest.

"Huh? It's rare that he has changed his sex."

From Ao Ming's reaction, Ao Yan is almost certain that he must have encountered something.

Otherwise, Ao Ming would not react like that.

According to Ao Ming's previous character, he would definitely snorted at them just now, and then looked at them with disdain as if he were looking at a bug. It would definitely not have that kind of plain expression.

"Isn't that good, one less annoying person, if I know who did it, I must thank him."

Ao Zhen also felt surprised.

He originally thought that it would be harder to change Ao Ming's temper than to get to the sky. That kind of stinky temper would be disgusted by whoever sees it, so how could he take care of it.

However, Ao Ming changed that stinky temper, it was also very good.

Soon after.

"Brother Tuoba, Brother Jiang, Brother Ao, how about going through this level?"

Feng Rui had a Sword intent on his body soaring to the sky, he looked at the other three people and sent out an invitation.

"I can't wait."

The little sword king Tuoba Lie nodded, and Ling Xiao's sword sounded loudly.

Jiang Li and Ao Zhen also naturally agreed. There were four gatekeepers, and the four of them went first to try how strong the existence of the Immortal body was.

"Ao Yan, let's go first."

Ao Zhen greeted Ao Yan, and then the four moved together, and the Cultivation Base in Nine Cycles Sage was unreservedly released, spreading towards the four gatekeepers on the opposite side.

"finally come."

Of the four gatekeepers, three belong to the ancient beast clan and one is the human clan.

"Let us see how many outsiders can qualify this time."

A guardian of the ancient beast clan smiled, but this smile was full of malice, and anyone could hear the killing intent in his words.

When the voice fell, the four-tailed gatekeeper also moved, and the vigorous aura completely erupted from his body, stirring the void, and colliding with Ao Zhen's aura in an instant.

"kill!"

"war!"

The voices of the eight people resounded throughout the venue, The next moment, the eight people collided together, and the sound of the weapons set off a burst of wind and waves, sweeping in all directions.

This is not a battle, but a real fight. Even if the four guards cast the Immortal body, there is no hint of humility. The weapon is surrounded by red and black killing air.

Not only this entrance, but in addition to the other three entrances, fierce battles are also taking place.

The opponent of the Little Sword Emperor Tuobalie is an ancient orc. His eyes are like eagle eyes, dark gold and sharp, with two sets of Divine Armament claws, with the killing intent of tearing the sky, and Tuoba Lie's domineering sword meets.

Feng Rui's opponent was also an ancient orc person. The two tentacles on his forehead looked like some kind of insects.

Obviously, this was a good hand with a knife for the ancient orcs, so Feng Rui seemed to have met a friend.

Since ancient times, swords and swords have not separated their families, and on the Divine Desolate Continent, the two represent the ultimate attack.

Ao Zhen's opponent was the only human race. This person was holding a long spear, and the blazing blood dyed the spear red. The sharp spear intent tore through the void, and sparks where it collided with Ao Zhen's halberd.

For the rest of Jiang Li, his opponent is naturally the third ancient orc man. The muscles of this ancient orc man bulged like a stone, full of power.

His weapon is a sturdy totem pole with other lines engraved on it, which seems to be some kind of existential engraving.

This is like a totem pole in the hands of this person, no different from a light club, no difference in speed and strength, and it slammed down towards Jiang Li without stopping.

Ten guilds with a single force, this ancient orc man walked this way.

Facing this kind of existence, Jiang Li held a red-colored stove, with billowing flames tumbling in it, and the extremely high temperature burned out the space.

Afterwards, the red stove was hung above Jiang Li's head, and the red flame fell from the stove, encircling Jiang Li, forming a ring of flames to resolve the opponent's attack.

The fighting between the four people and the four gatekeepers was extremely fierce, and the space continued to collapse, unable to withstand the power of the attack that had surpassed the Sage realm.

If it hadn't been in the void, there were eight true kings who had stabilized this space with Immortal will, and their battle would have destroyed everything here.

"The baby doll this time is very good, much better than last time..."

"Indeed, I hope that this time there will be more Dao Source Realms..."

"The Dao Source Realm is not enough, they are best at infecting the mind and will, and they must go further..."

"It's easy to say, how many people can do it..."

"Yes, it's too difficult..."

These powerful beings communicate with each other, and there is a sense of helplessness in their words.

No one knows these existential conversations. From these words, it seems that it can be inferred that there is a certain kind of terrifying existence between heaven and earth, which makes the king feel terrified.

Among the spectators, an ordinary cultivator caught a glimpse of Xu Jingqiu. He rolled his eyes and thought of something.

"But Seven Miss from Yibaoge?"

The cultivator yelled not far away.

Hearing someone calling herself, Xu Jingqiu turned her head, but saw an ordinary cultivator, only the Cultivation Base in Dongyoujing.

"What's the matter?"

Without despising such a cultivator, Xu Jingqiu asked softly.

If it wasn't for anything related to her, the cultivator would not deliberately talk to her. As for him, he would lie to her with something insignificant, that is, seeking death.

It is not stupid to be able to cultivate to this level, Xu Jingqiu thinks that this person will not be a stupid.

"Well, there is a piece of news next, about Yibaoge Nine Miss, Seven Miss, would you like to hear it?"

The cultivator rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

Seeing this person's appearance, Xu Jingqiu didn't feel surprised. He was selling news to herself, so naturally he wouldn't say it directly. He had to see the benefits that moved his heart.

"Of course, let's talk about it."

Nodding slightly, Xu Jingqiu flipped her palm, and two holy blood stones appeared in her palm.

Flicking his sleeves gently, Xu Jingqiu threw the two holy blood stones in front of the person, not worrying that he would run away with the things, unless he wanted to die.

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