Chapter 841 Damn, this brat really got it right

Chapter 841: Damn, this little brat is really pretending

The ancestor of the Spiritual Saint Dynasty, a powerful person in the Ancestral Immortal Realm, was suppressed by a sword and knelt down!

Whether it was the powerful people of the dynasty or the onlookers, they were all shocked when they saw this scene.

No one recognized the origin of this sword and why it had such great power?

The Tai'a Sword, the sword of the king, was also a bit tricky.

Anything that was stained with the imperial aura would be restrained.

That's why Tang Chen asked the Huanglong Patriarch to help with the Tai'a Sword, and he was right.

The Wanling Daozu trembled all over, and the imperial aura in his body was like seeing a real emperor, shrinking back and not daring to really explode.

His face was covered in blood, and he felt extremely aggrieved. He half-knelt, and his other leg was shaking constantly, and he was about to kneel down.

"You rely on the advantage of the equipment to suppress me!" Wanling Daozu gritted his teeth.

Tang Chen smiled lightly and said, "You can also take out the equipment to compare, it doesn't matter."

Wanling Daozu almost spit out a mouthful of blood. If he had a Zuxian weapon, he would not be so embarrassed.

Even though he had entered the Zuxian realm for nearly a hundred years, he had not successfully refined a Zuxian weapon.

Materials, time, etc. all need to be tempered, so he fell on the weapon.

In fact, even if he had a real Zuxian weapon, he could not defeat the Tai'a Sword, it was too domineering!

"Don't hurt the ancestor!" Emperor Xuanling and others shouted.

They were really afraid that Tang Chen would be in a bad mood and kill Wanling Daozu.

By then, the Lingsheng Dynasty would really fall from grace and become the fat meat in the mouths of countless people.

Tang Chen stood in front of Wanling Daozu and whispered: "It's time to waste time with you. Surrender or perish, it's your choice."

Gulp!

The sound of swallowing saliva resounded.

Many cultivators in the imperial capital were sweating coldly. They dared to speak to a strong man in the ancestral fairyland like this. Tang Jiao was really a tough guy!

Wanling Daozu looked around. Most of the strong men in the court were subdued or killed in resistance. Countless casualties stained the originally majestic palace red.

He was originally a strong ancestral fairy. He was suppressed like this without any help. A feeling of powerlessness flowed in his heart.

"Old Ancestor!" Emperor Xuanling couldn't help shouting.

He didn't want the ancestor to surrender, but needed a word from the latter.

Should we fight or surrender?

Fight, fight to the last minute!

Surrender, submit to Tang Chen and become a part of his army.

Dragon Insect Ancestor has already transformed into a human body, and said calmly: "Listen to my advice, surrendering to Tang Sect will definitely benefit you infinitely."

Wanling Daozu raised his head and stared into Tang Chen's eyes. After an unknown period of time, he sighed heavily.

"I am willing to surrender." He whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, the divine power that suppressed Wanling Daozu suddenly decreased, and he was able to slowly stand up.

The battle of the dynasty ended completely because of his words.

Emperor Xuanling and many princesses looked at the ancestor and Tang Chen with helpless and complicated eyes, and bent down one after another, saying in unison: "We are willing to personally present the imperial power!"

The voice was not loud, but it could echo over the sky of the Lingsheng Dynasty, so that every citizen could hear it clearly.

They, the emperor, will also submit to Tang Chen.

Ding!

"Host has achieved the task requirements, do you want to draw a lottery?"

System prompt.

Tang Chen smiled lightly, and the lottery was not in a hurry. He arranged these people first.

He smiled lightly and said: "I will let you know that today's choice will not be wrong. Get up."

Tang Chen raised his big hand, and the chaotic energy was like the distant gods comforting him, and he helped Emperor Xuanling and others who were bending down.

Princess Yuexi suddenly looked at Tang Chen with eyes filled with a very subtle and unique color.

She has always been waiting for a great hero or a strong man of the overlord level to become her partner.

Although Tang Chen took away her dynasty, it didn't seem so embarrassing.

Lin Jing stood next to Princess Yuexi, his eyes were bleeding.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Tang Chen, fearing that he would be executed.

"Why! Why! Every time when he was about to succeed, he came out!"

"It should have belonged to you, you bastard!"

Lin Jing cursed hysterically in his heart.

His mentality completely collapsed, time and time again, and every time was closely related to Tang Chen.

If Tang Chen told the truth, Lin Jing would probably be angry to death on the spot.

Gao Dafu, the ancestor of the Chenzhou boat, was shocked and said, "Damn, this little stinky kid really pretended to be so good."

Tang Chen said that he would let the Spiritual Saint Dynasty offer him personally, and he really did it.

The women looked at the majestic figure, unable to express their deep love and infatuation.

The Dragon Insect Ancestor turned his head and glanced at Ye Lingling's body, and smiled bitterly, "You really dare to do it."

"Kill him if you want. If the Ye family is not convinced, come to find you directly." Tang Chen smiled lightly.

This sentence made the Spiritual Saint Dynasty completely surrender. To dare to confront the Ye family directly, it is either a real ability or stupid.

Obviously, Tang Chen belongs to the former.

Boom!

Just when the Spiritual Saint Dynasty was surrounding the Wanling Daozu, a majestic imperial aura disturbed the yin and yang.

The imperial dragon soared into the sky, lifelike, and the nearly ten thousand feet long body was like a golden Great Wall that collapsed the void.

Everyone was shocked. Who was using martial arts? Was he crazy?

"Tang Chen, you're going to die!"

An almost insane roar sounded, and he drove the imperial dragon to pounce and kill.

Where the Emperor Dragon passed, the void was rendered golden, beautiful and gorgeous, but also filled with terrifying murderous intent.

Emperor Xuanling exclaimed: "My son, stop!"

It was Emperor Lingzun who attacked and killed Tang Chen.

Because he couldn't accept this result!

He was supposed to be the emperor who was above ten thousand people and the master of the Seven Saint Realms.

Now that all of this was taken away by Tang Chen, how could he bear it?

So the last line of defense in Emperor Lingzun's heart collapsed, and the only way to calm down was to kill Tang Chen.

Hou Zhen and Hou Zhun were about to take action, but Tang Chen shook his head and said, "Do it yourself."

He slowly stretched out his arm, his white muscles and bones, but running the color of eternal immortality, and slapped it out lightly.

Bang!

The imperial dragon collapsed, and the disintegrating imperial aura swept through the sky. Emperor Ling Zun was easily pinched by Tang Chen's neck, like a little chicken.

"One hit!?"

"Why is his flesh so scared!"

"Just now I seemed to hear the sound of scriptures. Could it be that there are immortal king scriptures in Tang Jiao's body?"

Everyone was shocked. Emperor Ling Zun had no power to fight back in front of him.

Of course, it could also be because Emperor Ling Zun had just experienced a war.

Emperor Ling Zun's robe was stained with blood, his face was hideous and he roared, like a beast that had lost its mind.

The people of the Lingsheng Dynasty wanted to say something but stopped, but they knew that it would be easy to arouse Tang Jiao's anger if they were attacked and killed right after surrendering.

"You felt good when you scolded the foreign strange people when they came, didn't you?" Tang Chen said indifferently.

Puff!

The fear gradually occupied the eyes of the Spiritual Emperor, and the Buddha Demon Immortal Flame swallowed him in an instant, turning into black ash and dissipating.

No one dared to speak, and they knew that Tang Chen was right.

"System, let's draw a lottery."

He said to the system in his heart.

Ding!

"Congratulations to the host for drawing the eleven-star reward: [Weakened version of the power gem]."

Tang Chen looked excited, and then slowly became depressed. This thing again?

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