Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

"boom!"

Cracks filled the entire Star among the sparks and flints, and then shattered in the incredible eyes of everyone.

"Wanbao Gathering Armor!

The Xuanguang Star collapsed, and Yuan Cheng was filled with light, filled with a sense of indestructible defense!

"boom!"

Haori's giant fist was invincible, and in a flash, he blasted once again at the dehumanizing Yuan Cheng.

An extremely terrifying force made Yuan Cheng feel an unprecedented despair. Under countless gazes, Yuan Cheng's surging divine power made Haori's giant fist unstoppable and directly covered it.

Among them, the color of ten thousand light disappeared instantly, and the Haori giant fist fell on the earth like a falling sun.

"Boom!"

As if the marks of the abyss appeared on the ground, the roaring sound lasted for a long time before it dissipated.

The entire ancient magic mountain fell into a weird silence, and all the cultivators used their eyes to use all the Divine Sense, frantically looking for the breath that would make them contend with the forces of the Dark City, but they haven't achieved anything for a long time.

Ye Wushuang stood in the air, his blood boiled, and his fighting spirit was bitter. He looked at the four directions and said calmly: "It's accidentally heavy!"

The sound of calm, like howling of ghosts, makes all eyes appear bloodshot. The cultivator's legs are soft, and the chill rises from the heels.

"One punch blasted the young true fairy of the Great 133 Emperor Realm!"

Ma Jing's complexion changed drastically, and he unconsciously stepped back for a few steps, and said with a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

"Ye Wushuang! So you didn't know?" Ye Wushuang slowly said, revealing his true face, but no one can recognize it. It seems that his reputation is not as big as he imagined.

The pupils of the man who had withdrew from the Qingpao shrank sharply, and he didn't know him by his name. It turned out that the man in front of him was the Daozi of the Ye Clan who slaughtered a hundred immortals in the heavens and ten thousand realms.

Ma Jing's face changed drastically after hearing this. If he heard Ye Wushuang's reputation just before, he would not have had such a big reaction, but Yuan Cheng's disappearing breath shocked him, and he did not have the courage to fight with him.

"Forming!" Ye Wushuang obviously didn't want to let go of these provoking people.

As soon as this statement came out, surrounded by the surroundings, the original inconspicuous nearly ten thousand supreme, released the formation of the late stage strength of the Eight Dao Great Emperor, which made Dao Heart, the cultivator who had mocked Ye Wushuang's ignorance before, shocked.

Eight figures that obscured the sky and the sun surrounded the entire narrow and long valley like an iron bucket.

The eight great late stage powerhouses, representing the eight general-level young fairy kings, can have a few tricks against the Tianjiao of the great emperor realm like Ma Jing (bddf).

In an instant, a purple rainbow rushed out of the circle at the speed of light.

"boom!"

An Optimus pillar fell from the sky and directly smashed the purple rainbow back.

"Purple Changhong, daddy said, today you must blow your mouth, still want to run?" Li Qingtian smashed the provocative Ye Wushuang young fairy king back into the circle.

"You Ye Wushuang, do you really dare to do this, aren't you afraid that so many top forces will ask you to settle accounts?"

Zi Changhong's face was pale, and his blood rolled a little after being attacked, and he shouted at Ye Wushuang,

"Not afraid!"

Ye Wushuang slowly spit out the two characters, and his figure rushed out directly.In an instant, he appeared in the sky above Ma Jing. The eyes of the spleen were so calm that he was hairy, and the golden emperor sword in his hand carried the power of ten thousand ways. Chop down.

"boom!"

Ma Jing's complexion was shocked and he was desperately low gear, but under the strong offensive, his figure was not controlled at all, and he slammed into the deep fist mark.

Wan Ren held the ink knife in his hand and directly found the strongest remaining in the field, Jinling!

As if feeling Wan Ren's gaze, Jin Ling's face was a little pale and angry: "I didn't do anything, your Heishan City is so overbearing, you will definitely be killed by the forces of the heavens and the world!"

Wan Ren's hand was like a mountain of swords, piles upon piles, bombarding Jinling down, his eyes excited.

"Don't pretend to be daddy, didn't you tell me the story about the forces of the black panic city before?"

"When your forces blocked the city from entering the ancient magic mountain before, why didn't you see your righteous words!"

"hypocrite!"

Wan Ren was angrily cursing, carrying the sword light of Ruin Daoyun, endlessly shrouded towards Jinling.

Zhu Wanning was not idle either. The dazzling patterns in his hands were scattered, directly engulfing several young true immortals. After Ye Wushuang followed, he possessed a lot of'Ten Thousand Crystals', and his strength was ascending to another level.

The late stage strength of the Eight Dao Great Emperor Realm also began to gather in the middle. Their goal was not these arrogances, but the ordinary cultivators who were low on the ground.

All the cultivators felt the sense of Death in the air, and finally could no longer hold back the fear in their hearts.

Just now they were condescending to dominate, but now they are facing Death directly. The huge contrast makes them unable to accept reality for a while.

"Ye Wushuang, if you do this, you will get down to The Underworld!"

"The Ye Clan will be besieged by many top forces from the heavens and ten thousand realms!"

"Ye Wushuang, you Devil!"

The uproar and the spiteful curse is indecisive with the ears.

"Boom boom!"

Formed by Ye Wushuang's supreme realm powerhouses, they released a series of offensives, and those noisy people all collapsed into blood mist.

The cultivators, who had been filled with indignation and thought they were useful as a threat, were full of blood flying across the sky.

However, the late stage strength formation of the eight great emperors surrounds ordinary cultivators like a copper wall and an iron wall. It is comparable to the Tianjiao and Jidao supreme of the early stage of the great emperor. Under the swipes of the eight giants, they continue to turn into blood mist stumps.

The entire valley has completely turned into a Shura field.

"boom!"

A huge roar came again, and a tragic figure flew upside down, with blood in its mouth.

He looked terrified, his face was pale, and he didn't look like the emperor and powerful man who had been arrogant before.

"Ye Wushuang, you will be hunted and killed endlessly by'Treasure Xianzong'!"

"laugh!"

A sword light tore through the sky and directly cut off the arm of Ma Jing who was threatening.

"Ah!" The blood screamed in the air.

"Then let him chase me down!"

Ye Wushuang, like the invincible God of War, stepped out of the sky. The Emperor Sword in his hand stirred the mountains and the sea, and an endless sword light turned into everything, directly enshrouding the horse scene.

The endless death air made Ma Jing Dao heart completely collapsed. He had just stepped into the realm of the Great Emperor. I never thought that a single word would lead to a murderous disaster.

"The "Treasure Xianzong" Saint Son has entered a Heavenly Emperor inheritance. If you let me live, I can let Saint Son not pursue you for killing Yuan Cheng!"

Ma Jing didn't want to die, and his strength was invincible. Treasure Xianzong "is his last straw.

"Ben Daozi, I hope he will pursue it!"

"laugh!"

Ma Jing's expression of panic had not yet reacted, a sword light cut off his leg again, and the tragic roar resounded again.

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