How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

"You...you dare to forcibly sign a soul contract with me!"

Beiming Squid glared at Wang Po fiercely.

"Snapped!"

Wang Po slapped it out, and directly sent the Beiming squid flying.

"Why don't I dare?"

The three of them couldn't understand where the confidence of this Beiming squid came from.

"I'll give you three a chance to contact my soul contract, and I'll let you go!"

Beiming Squid looked at Wang Po coldly and said.

Seeing the appearance of Beiming squid, the three were stunned.

It's all like this, this guy is still so confident, either this guy is a fool, or this guy has something to rely on.

To be the patriarch of a big family, Beiming Squid is obviously not a fool, which means that this guy really has something to rely on.

Wang Po was puzzled. She couldn't tell where the patriarch of a small family came from.

"Our Beiming family was the city lord of this Beiming Xiancheng hundreds of years ago, but unfortunately the Lin family stole the city lord position. For the great cause of our ancestors, we endured it."

"I didn't expect that our forbearance would not be rewarded by your gratitude, but by bullying from all walks of life!"

"If that's the case, then I have a showdown. Our Beiming family has a half-step Daoist realm powerhouse, and it's not a fake Dao cultivated by you people..."

Wang Po really didn't have the heart to listen any more. A half-step Daoist realm martial artist was considered a powerhouse in front of her.

"Snapped!"

A slap interrupted the chatter of Beiming Squid.

Beiming Squid was stunned, he stood up in a daze, looked at Wang Po, pointed at his nose, "Did you not hear clearly, I said that our Beiming family has a half-step Dao realm powerhouse... "

"Snapped!"

Wang Po slapped the Beiming squid fan out again.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, and an old man suddenly appeared in the hall.

After the old man appeared, he glanced at Beiming Squid, then glanced at the three of them in a daze, and finally set his eyes on Wang Po.

The two sides looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

The old man burst out with aura, covering the entire hall.

Wang Po respectfully found a chair and let Xia Meng sit down.

When Beiming Squid saw the old man, he quickly hid by the old man's side and stared at the three of Xia Meng.

The hall suddenly became quiet.

"what happened?"

After a while, the old man broke the embarrassing silence.

As his voice fell, the breath emanating from his body became even more frightening.

"He stole my things, what do you think I should do?"

Wang Po asked back, she was talking nonsense with her eyes open.

"He's just a waste, how could he rob you? Fellow Daoist, are you..."

"Ancestor, I'm not..."

Hearing the words of the ancestor, Beiming Squid was not happy, but before the words were finished, the old man slapped him and flew out.

"I apologize to fellow Daoists in place of this waste!" said the old man.

Wang Po smiled slightly, "If the apology is useful, I don't have to shoot!"

"Could it be that fellow Daoist still wants compensation from this seat?" The old man's face was already full of killing intent.

Wang Po snorted coldly and said, "Yes, let's make an offer!"

Hearing Wang Po's words, the old man had already put killing intent on his face. In his opinion, he had already given enough face to these three people, but these three people were really ignorant.

Does he really want to compensate these people?

Beiming squid is a waste, but that can only be said by him. What other people say is death.

What's more, the old woman in front of her had forcibly signed a soul contract with Beiming Squid, and she would never let go of her hatred even once she died.

"Since fellow Daoist wants to compensate, is the life of the three of you enough?"

The eyes of the old man had already burst into flames, and it seemed that he would make a move in the next moment.

Wang Po was stunned for a few seconds when she heard the words.

She even wondered if she had heard it wrong.

The old man snorted coldly, and an avenue shot straight into the sky, even disturbing the entire Exiled Immortal City.

The rich Dao rhyme spread out, and the buildings of the entire Beiming family were instantly washed away.

"What a terrifying strength, who is it?"

"There, it seems to be the Beiming family? How is it possible? How can the Beiming family still have such strong people?"

"There are such strong people in the Beiming family, do you want to change the exiled Xiancheng back to Beiming Xiancheng?"

In the Exiled Immortal City, everyone who noticed this momentum was shocked.

In the eyes of everyone, the Beiming family has been keeping a low profile ever since they were pulled from the throne of the city lord. If they hadn't followed other families to recruit guards every year, people would have completely forgotten about this family.

No one expected this family to have such a profound heritage, and it deserves to be a family that has been the city lord's mansion.

Just when everyone was paying attention to the Beiming family, there was a warrior in the exiled city whose face changed greatly, tearing the void away.

"Dad, don't leave me and mom!"

"Son, what happened?"

Noisy sounds and fighting sounds were being staged in every corner of the Exiled Immortal City.

"Run away, the human race is here!"

"The ruthless patriarch has been killed, and the immortal race has been given up to the human race by the abominable ten thousand races!"

"Fart, who would dare to give up my powerful Immortal Race world to Human Race? Why and what qualifications do they have to help us make this decision?"

Exiled from Xiancheng, everyone was discussing and howling loudly.

"Boom!"

A loud bang resounded through the entire human immortal clan.

"Everyone from the Immortal Race, listen, from now on, this is the territory of my Human Race. You can choose to fight, or you can choose to give up your blood and become a member of our Human Race!"

A heavy voice resounded in the minds of all the people of the Immortal Race.

Hearing this voice, the Human Immortal Clan accepted the fact that their Patriarch Immortal was ruthlessly dead.

"kill!"

"run!"

Some people fled immediately, some people's eyes were red, and they killed Haotian and others.

Hearing that the powerful human race was coming, the old man who was about to attack Wang Po and the three was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

Xian Wuqing died, and the human race came, this is an excellent opportunity for him to express!

From now on, he will be the ancestor of the Immortal Race!

He even imagined the scene of the worship of hundreds of millions of people from the immortal race.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile.

"Human race? Just in time! Just in time to kill the sacrificial flag!"

The old man vacated the sky, and an incomparably huge ancient immortal phantom appeared in the territory of the immortal race.

That violent aura infected the entire human immortal race.

The powerhouses of the human race and the immortal race who were doing it were stunned.

"The Lord of the Half-step Avenue!?"

Haotian frowned, exclaiming incredulous in his heart.

And the cultivation is the true way.

This is the most incredible place for him.

The old man glanced at Haotian gloomily, then turned to Wang Po and said:

"You may not know, I still have an identity."

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Po almost burst out laughing.

Is this a joke?

On the other side, Haotian seemed to have thought of something, and immediately waved his hand to signal to the strongmen of the human race not to do anything, and at the same time made desperate preparations.