677 The real spiritual emperor
"Yes, yes, mature and prudent." Fang Ping said with a smile.
"Boy, your wings are so stiff that even your godfather dares to make fun of you." King Zhentian suddenly hissed and said, "Oh, people's hearts are not ancient. Young people don't know how to respect the old and love the young. What a shame. My old bones are so sad.”
"..." Everyone.
You old guy, with a strong body and strong strength, you can live for another ten thousand years, but you are lamenting here? Would you like some facial expressions?
King Zhentian's face does not change, his heart does not beat, how about face? What is that? Can it be eaten? Can it become stronger?
cannot? Then talk about a hammer!
"Although the choices of Xihuang and Tianji are reasonable, the Three Realms have changed drastically. Even if these peaceful days stay in a corner where no one cares, they will be broken sooner or later. By then, even I'm afraid I have lost the strength to fight back." Zhang Tao sighed, shook his head, and said, "You still have to fight, strengthen yourself, and defeat all powerful enemies. This is the right way!"
"So, that was the choice of the Western Emperor and his son, not our human race." Wang Jinyang said. After receiving the gift from Emperor Zhan Tian, he arrived at the top of Po Qi Tian Wang, and then merged with Fang Ping and others to fight against the heroes and kill Dao Shu. , I feel that the benefits are also huge. If I go back this time, I will be promoted to the Eight Heavenly Kings.
"After the secret realm of the Sky Tomb, there will be a rare peaceful day. You should practice hard and strive to become the true emperor as soon as possible." Cao Ya warned.
"True emperor?" King Zhentian rolled his eyes and said, "A fake emperor who can become Pojiu is just having fun. Is he really an emperor? I'm afraid we have the intention but not the ability!"
"I think that after I go back, I should be able to become the Eight Heavenly Kings." Li Hansong scratched his head and said.
"That's only eight, not nine." King Zhentian shook his head.
"Take your time, one step at a time. In your situation, becoming a true emperor is a normal thing. This is still a situation where there is not enough time, otherwise..."
Cao Ya didn't finish his words, but everyone knew that Wang Jinyang, Li Hansong, and Yao Chengjun were the reincarnations of the three deceased emperors of Ji Dao. They were under special circumstances and should indeed be able to become the true emperor and dominate them for the rest of their lives.
In the human camp, Cao Ya's expectations for those who become emperors are mainly Fang Ping, Zhentian Wang, Zhang Tao, and Wang Jinyang. The others are not completely impossible, but the probability is too small.
If there is enough time, other peerless geniuses may emerge, practice new martial arts, and rise to the top, comparable to the king of heaven!
But the problem is, there is not enough time!
Cao Ya knew that the final decisive battle was not far away and could almost be said to be imminent.
At the mention of this matter, most of the joyful atmosphere of the human hero disappeared immediately.
After all, although Taoist Cao Ya is strong, he can rival the Emperor of Heaven and crush all the emperors. But if Taoist Cao Ya goes to fight against the Emperor of Heaven, who can resist the emperors?
Fang Ping counts as one, and that’s all.
"It's a good time to practice, there is still a chance." Cao Ya said a few words of relief.
"Yes." The hero of the human race nodded heavily and secretly made up his mind. He must be as sharp as a cantilever and practice hard. Even if his foundation is damaged, he must improve his cultivation and help the human race overcome this biggest difficulty!
We, the human race, would not hesitate to fight! Why fear death!
On the other side, Sanmao and Cangmao were talking to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
"Gone." The Spirit Emperor's projection was still cold, and the three cats, who were as fat as pigs, also returned to her sub-space.
"Ah, big cat, remember to bring me cat food from time to time!" The three cats waved their paws and rushed forward. The "pig" rushed forward, following behind the Spirit Emperor.
"I won't forget you. There are two cats. I will send you something together." Cang Mao also waved his paw and looked carefully. There was still cat food left on the paw.
Cao Yadaozu, did he leave this projection of me behind to win over me? Or... did he notice something?
The face of the Spirit Emperor's projection was cold, as if he were a ruthless person, but in his heart, he was thinking about the profound meaning of Cao Ya's previous actions.
No matter what he senses, I don't care...as long as someone can kill the master...
The Spirit Emperor's projection was thinking, a flash of hatred flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, there was a touch of sadness on his face, which was knotted between his eyebrows and lingered for a long time.
Master, my most beloved Master, why are you such a person? Oh, in order to kill you, I am willing to do whatever it takes...
The Spirit Emperor's projection pursed his lips, suppressed all the fluctuations in his mind, and silently returned to the sub-space.
Her master is the Emperor of Heaven!
The Spirit Emperor has always been an admirer of the Emperor of Heaven...or to put it more harshly, he is like a lackey.
However, in the bottom of his heart, the Spirit Emperor had the intention of killing the Emperor of Heaven!
Dying together may be the best ending...
There was a bitter taste in the spirit emperor's projection, and she chewed it, reminding herself all the time.
"Fat man, I have a lot of delicious food here, all given to me by the big cat. You can eat some, it's delicious." The three cats seemed to be aware of the sadness of the Spirit Emperor's projection, and hurriedly stopped their swallowing movements and took out the food. He took out a large amount of cat food and eagerly handed it to the projection of the Spirit Emperor.
Different from the indifference in the outside world, alone in front of the three cats, the Spirit King projection showed a smile and touched the big head of the three cats. The three cats made a "meow" sound in comfort.
"This is what the big cat gives you. You can eat it yourself. I don't need it. It's not the real body. It only satisfies the appetite." The projection of the Spirit Emperor said softly, looking at the three cats with a gentle expression.
This silly cat is her only comfort.
"Meow." The three cats meowed, squatting next to the Spirit Emperor's projection, enjoying the delicious cat food.
Occasionally, the Spirit Emperor's projection helped them sort and flick the food residue from the three cats' fur. They didn't show any impatience at all, and looked completely pampered.
However, this scene is not well known.
From the outside world, Cao Ya seemed to see the scene in the Spirit Emperor's secondary space, smiled softly, and looked away.
"Cao Ya." At this moment, Cang Mao squirmed and came closer.
"Huh?" Cao Ya raised his eyebrows.
"You still have cat food, right? I can exchange it with my treasure. Really, please give me more, and I'll give it to the second cat. The three cats have it, but the second cat doesn't. I feel sorry for myself." Cangmao muttered.
Cao Ya rubbed Cang Mao's head, feeling secretly happy.
The feeling of petting a cat is so comfortable.
Cangmao smiled stupidly and let Cao Ya stretch out his hand to rub it.
On the side, Li Hansong saw it and his hands were itching unbearably. He wanted to come up and give it a try, but halfway there, he was swung away by Cangmao's tail.
"This cat is not stupid." Li Hansong muttered.
This cat is not stupid, you big iron head...
For delicious cat food, let Cao Ya knead it. This cat is very cost-effective, and it won’t shed a hair... Well, my cat’s hair will still lose a few hairs...
Cangmao squinted and glanced at Li Hansong with disdain.
