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Chapter 4857 is a group of waste

Only a few people in the entire eternal world know the secrets of those years. Those who are qualified to know are those who would make the whole world tremble if they step on it.

Even Gu Fei couldn't imagine that one of the masterminds behind the exile of Wang Xuan to the Ancestral Realm was actually the Old Dragon of the West Sea.

The Old Dragon of the West Sea has lived for endless years and is a super old antique in the eternal world.

If Gu Fei hadn't done something extraordinary this time and actually wanted to cook his dragon sons and grandsons into dragon soup, he would not have been born.

The ancient temple is suspended in the void, exuding an aura of incomparable antiquity and vicissitudes. Above the temple, there are traces left by swords, guns, swords and halberds everywhere.

This is a war palace. The entire war palace is an eternal Taoist weapon. The old dragon of the West Sea sits in it. The dragon palace is integrated into one. There are few opponents in the world.

"Wang Xuan, since you have returned to the eternal world, you should hide and survive. How dare you return to the West Sea? Do you want to be exiled again!?"

The old voice of the old dragon from the West Sea came from the war hall.

"cut!"

Wang Xuan looked disdainful when he heard this.

"How many of those people back then are still alive today? Are you trying to bluff me? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Wang Xuan said and raised his middle finger directly towards the war palace opposite.

"Haha... Who do you think you are? I can capture you by myself."

Xihai Laolong laughed and said.

"Then come and try."

Wang Xuan stared at the war palace and gritted his teeth and said.

Those people ruined his family and scattered his wife and children back then. This hatred is irreconcilable. Now that they have met here, they will never stop fighting.

"kill!"

The old dragon of the West Sea roared angrily, and the next moment, countless ancient Dao patterns emerged on the ancient war palace, and each Dao pattern was blooming with bright divine light.

A series of extremely sharp light blades rushed out from the battle hall and slashed towards Wang Xuan like a blanket of heaven and earth.

"Brother, it depends on your performance."

Gu Fei immediately retreated.

This is a contest between the supreme beings at the eternal pinnacle. If it is affected, even Gu Fei will probably die or be injured.

"Afraid you have teeth to bite me?"

With the movement of Wang Xuan's fists, the whole world seemed to be frozen, and the terrifying pressure burst out. The surrounding stars exploded one after another, and the destructive light illuminated the dim starry sky.

"I am the only one who dominates the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"

Wang Xuan exhaled and punched directly.

"Rumble..."

The violent fist force rushed forward, the void was shaking, and the countless light blades that struck overwhelmingly shattered into the void.

"Boom!"

Wang Xuan's fist struck the war palace, like beating a war drum, and directly shook the war palace hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"Huh!"

In the battle hall, Xihai Laolong was shocked. He did not expect that Wang Xuan's cultivation level had improved so much that he could shake his own battle hall.

"Am I the only one who dominates the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

When Gu Fei saw Wang Xuan's punch, his eyes suddenly lit up. This was definitely an eternal level punch. It was so powerful that it seemed to be comparable to his own Poji Fist.

Other spectators were also shocked when they saw this scene.

"The true dragon is peerless and can break the world with one sword!"

In the war hall, the Old Dragon of the West Sea shouted loudly, and the next moment, a huge sword shadow rushed out from the war hall, and then slashed towards Wang Xuan.

This sword was fast, ruthless, and extremely powerful. When the sword came out, the world changed, and it struck in front of Wang Xuan in an instant, leaving him no time to dodge.

"Clang!"

A sound of gold and iron colliding was heard as the Xihai Old Dragon struck a shield with his unique sword, leaving a sword mark directly on the shield.

"kill!"

After blocking the sword, Wang Xuan went straight towards the battle hall to attack and kill him.

He used the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Sovereign Fist again, and saw his fists slamming towards the battle hall. This move was much more powerful than the previous one.

Wang Xuan's fists seemed to be able to shatter the universe and shatter everything.

"Boom!"

The war palace was blown away again.

"hateful!"

In the battle hall, Laozi Xihai roared angrily.

The opponent's extremely domineering boxing technique can actually suppress him. This is definitely a shame for him!

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The old voice of the Old Dragon of the West Sea spread throughout the starry sky.

I saw countless phantoms rushing out of the battle hall. These phantoms rushed directly towards Wang Xuan on the opposite side, and a wave of power erupted that was so powerful that even the strongest Ji Dao experts felt their hearts palpitate.

"This is……"

When Gu Fei saw Xihai Laolong's move, his eyes lit up. This war palace seemed to be similar to his own Mountain and River Cauldron.

There are also countless beast shadows on the Mountain and River Cauldron. These wild beasts can also take shape and attack the enemy.

"boom!"

Wang Xuan's Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Sovereign Fist was unleashed, and one figure after another was blasted into the void.

"bump!"

At this moment, the entire war palace collided and knocked Wang Xuan away.

"Roar!"

Wang Xuan roared and came back to kill.

The two powerful men fought. The terrifying power fluctuated in all directions, and countless stars exploded in the void, just like fireworks suddenly appearing in the starry sky.

"These two guys..."

When Gu Fei saw this scene, he couldn't help but marvel. No wonder Wang Xuan could rescue him from Wu Tianheng. If it were an ordinary Eternal, he would have been killed by the Old Dragon of the West Sea long ago.

The Marquis of Xihai also stood in the void, staring in disbelief at the battle ahead.

There is no telling how powerful my father is, but those black hands seem to be stronger.

This battle is destined not to be easy to determine the winner.

But at this time, on a hill outside Xihai City, someone was eyeing Gu Fei's big cauldron that was cooking dragon soup.

The dragon soup has been boiled, and the aroma of meat wafting from the mouth of the tripod is tempting.

Dingkou is even more illuminated by bursts of divine light.

This is a dragon soup cooked by a half-step eternal level true dragon. Everyone is extremely jealous. Even one bite of this supreme treasure liquid can probably improve the cultivation level of a Ji Dao level being.

"Good weight!"

At this time, on the top of the mountain, a big man who looked like a black iron tower wanted to pick up the ancient cauldron. However, no matter how ruthless and hard the man was, he could not shake the big cauldron at all.

"Old Xiong, can you do it?"

A guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him sneered.

"If I can't do it, if you can, go ahead!"

The big man like a black iron tower roared at the guy.

"I'll do it if I'm going to do it, get out of here!"

The guy with the sharp mouth and the monkey cheeks walked forward and grabbed one of Dading's legs.

"Wake it up for me!"

The cauldron remained motionless.

"Damn it, wake me up!"

The guy exerted all his strength and was full of vitality, but the cauldron remained motionless.

"Can't handle it!"

This guy was also defeated.

"They are all a bunch of trash!"
Chapter completed!
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