How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

"Hahaha, if you know who my ancestor is, I don't think you will be so calm!"

"Xian Wuqing is a fart, and if you die, you will die. From now on, the immortal clan will be covered by my ancestors!"

"My ancestor is..."

With such a good opportunity to express himself, Beiming Squid would naturally not let it go, he stepped into the air and said arrogantly.

However, his B is destined to be unfinished.

"It's just a dog raised by the Fang family, what's the fuss about?"

Wang Po said, and slapped her with a slap.

"Snapped!"

The old man, together with the Beiming squid who stepped on the air and installed a fork, was shot by Wang Po and was directly bombarded into the ground of the immortal race.

"What a terrifying power!"

"Is that Bei Mingkong of the Beiming family? I didn't expect him to die, and he has already cultivated to such a terrifying realm."

"The aura emanating from Beimingkong is no weaker than Haotian, the supreme powerhouse of the human race, and my immortal race is safe!"

"Anti-murderers, dare to come to my immortal clan and kill them all!"

When the powerhouses of the Immortal Race saw the strength of Beimingkong, they instantly boiled, but before they could finish shouting, they saw the supreme powerhouse in their minds being slapped by an old woman.

Everyone stopped abruptly, stunned, and stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

On the other side, Haotian, who was about to start, got stuck.

Shock!

stunned!

More than that, he couldn't believe what he saw in his eyes and what he heard in his ears.

He seemed to have heard the old woman mention the 'Fang family'.

Haotian, slowly put his hands behind his back, he wanted to see what was going on with this old woman, and whether her attitude toward the human race was good or evil?

"You are courting death!"

Bei Mingkong jumped up into the sky in a very embarrassed manner, with the earth on his face.

His eyes were red and angry, and he glared at Wang Po.

"I practice the true way, and how could you, a martial artist who cultivates the false way, be my opponent?"

Beiming air roared in a panic, in his opinion, he should be like Haotian alone to shock all clans.

His current cultivation realm is above Haotian, and this time he left the border, it should have been when he showed his ambitions, and he should replace Haotian's position, shocking all races.

Let the glory of the Beiming family cover the battlefields of the heavens.

But what is the situation now?

He should have swept everything strong.

Back then, the strong man from the Fang family let him know the difference between the true and the false, and knowing that the battlefield of the heavens was a joke.

So he did not hesitate to become the dog leg of the Fang family.

Even in order to comprehend the true way, even the Beiming family was pulled down from the position of the city lord.

He swallowed his anger and tried his hardest for hundreds of years, just for this moment.

But after he left the customs, why was what happened so different from what he imagined?

Hearing that Wang Po said that Bei Mingkong was from the Fang family, Xia Meng's heart was full of anger.

It was the Fang family who caused their family to be unable to get together, which caused the mother to bear so much pressure in the Hu family.

"Mother-in-law, is he really the son of the Fang family?"

Xia Meng's beautiful eyes were about to burst into flames.

"court death!"

Hearing that Xia Meng and Wang Po were biting each other, Bei Mingkong couldn't bear it any longer. A phantom flashed by and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Xia Jun was nervous for a while and stood in front of Xia Meng.

Wang Po snorted coldly, took a step forward, and stretched one arm forward.

The void was torn apart, Bei Mingkong appeared there, and the neck was pinched by Wang Po.

In that way, it looks like the mother-in-law stretched out her hand, and Bei Mingkong sent his neck up.

"It's just a fake life. Even if you have cultivated the Dao, it's still fake. What are you talking about?"

Bei Mingkong was strangled by Wang Po's neck, blushing anxiously, his neck was thick, his limbs were swaying, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Realizing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Bei Mingkong couldn't wait to find a crack to get in.

Wang Po threw Bei Mingkong on the ground with a look of disgust.

Just a piece of trash, she didn't care about it at all.

What terrified her was that there was always a very dangerous feeling lingering in her heart.

"Xia Jun, take good care of the young lady, there is danger in secret!"

Wang Po protected Xia Meng, but she was more worried that the danger in the dark came from the chaotic battlefield.

There is no weak person from the Chaos Battlefield, and because these people have been assigned certain tasks, they also have life-saving means.

"boom!"

It was very abrupt that a surge of surging power poured onto Wang Po's body.

Grandma Wang's face changed greatly, and she flew out, ploughing a deep mark on the ground, and didn't stop until she hit the wall.

The wall swayed a few times, smashing Wang Po below.

"puff!"

A blood arrow spat out.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Xia Meng exclaimed and looked at the father beside her in disbelief.

No one expected that the one who attacked Wang Po was actually Xia Jun beside him.

Xia Jun grabbed Xia Meng's hand, and there was a strange light in his eyes, and there was also a hint of struggle.

"boom!"

Wang Po rose into the sky from under the broken wall, came to Xia Jun's side in an instant, and slapped it down with a savage palm.

"Wang Fu!"

If this palm hits Xia Jun, Xia Jun will definitely die!

Seeing this scene, Xia Meng shouted in shock.

"boom!"

Wang Po didn't stop, and she slapped Xia Jun's forehead fiercely.

At the same time, Xia Jun also punched Wang Po.

The two of them flew backwards.

"Wang Fu, Dad!"

Xia Meng panicked, she didn't understand why her father wanted to take action against Wang Po.

"Soul God Clan!"

Haotian exclaimed in surprise.

The Soul God family used to belong to the Yin and Underworld, but they were originally soul bodies. The cultivation technique of the Yin and Underworld reached the later stage, and because of their innate aptitude, they could not break through the Void Realm.

Later, the Soul God Clan developed a genius, relying on the God Clan exercises to create a cultivation technique suitable for their Soul God Clan, making the Soul God Clan a powerful family in one fell swoop.

But the soul **** clan in front of him was obviously wrong.

This person's strength has exceeded the limits of this world, and he is cultivating the true way.

"Hahaha... You are finally here! If you don't come again, I will really be beaten to death by these bastards!"

Bei Mingkong laughed and looked at Wang Po.

Before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared and appeared beside Xia Meng, with a big hand sticking out.

Wang Po's strength is too strong, and Xia Meng is her weakness. As long as they catch Xia Meng, they will have enough capital to make Wang Po's sting.

"A piece of trash. After so many years of retreat, I still haven't made a breakthrough. What does the master want you to do?"

'Xia Jun' shouted coldly, took a step forward, and punched out at the same time, suppressing Wang Po and preventing her from saving Xia Meng.

"It's the Fang family again, you are courting death!"

Wang Po was angry, but this person from the Soul God clan was the master of the Great Dao.

If she wasn't injured, she would naturally not care about a Dao master who had just broken through. Unfortunately, when she came over, she had to take care of Xia Meng and Xia Jun, and Dao was injured.

Bei Mingkong's eyes burst into flames, and his big hands poked downwards...