Chapter 4020: The rhythm of death

"Proclaiming himself king is really bold."

In the imperial capital of the Tobu Dynasty, the holy emperor of Tobu directly threw down a memorial in the palace hall.

"The minister is willing to go to conquer this rebel!"

A mighty middle-aged man in a python robe stood up.

"King Dongyang, the rebel named Ahu killed even the old God of War of the Shenlong Kingdom. That is a peerless master at the pinnacle of the real world. Do you think you can beat the old God of War of the Shenlong Kingdom?"

An old man with gray hair stood up and said with a sneer.

"Tianhuhou, what do you mean!"

King Dongyang glared at the old man and said.

"I mean, you are going to die!"

Huhou said coldly that day.

"Humph!"

King Dongyang sneered, and the next moment, a terrifying force wave immediately erupted from him, and the whole hall immediately shook.

Runes appeared on the hall, and the whole hall gradually calmed down the next moment.

That is the martial pattern. When the martial art is practiced to the extreme, it can derive supernatural powers. The martial pattern is a kind of Dao pattern, which can gather strength and build a formation.

Of course, such things as martial patterns can only be mastered by holy rank martial artists or **** rank martial artists, and it is impossible for innate or true martial artists to condense martial patterns.

"This……"

Everyone in the hall was shocked and inexplicable.

"Holy Land?"

Tianhuhou's face changed drastically.

At this time, the powerful pressure that seemed to be able to crush the sky disappeared, and everyone in the hall was moved except for the Emperor Tobu.

"Congratulations, Dongyang brother."

Tianhuhou arched his hand towards King Dongyang, then backed away.

"Humph!"

Dongyang Wang sneered and looked at Tianhuhou with disdain.

Tianhuhou was very unwilling, but he was helpless. You must know that in the Tobu Dynasty, strength is everything, and the martial sage of the holy rank is also a pivotal existence in the entire Tobu Dynasty.

Other people in the hall also hurriedly congratulated King Dongyang.

"Haha..., King Dongyang, you have hidden deep enough." Holy Emperor Tobu laughed and said, "I pass on my will and canonize King Dongyang as the Holy King of Dongyang. The back cover increases by three thousand miles."

All the powerhouses in the hall were very envious.

Especially Tianhuhou, even more envy and envy, that is the holy king who was proclaimed by the holy emperor. In the entire Tobu dynasty, the holy king was already second only to the holy emperor.

"Thank Saint Emperor Longen!"

Dongyang King, no, it should be Dongyang Saint King who quickly thanked him.

"Okay, then Dongyang Saint King, just take a trip!"

Dongwu Holy Emperor said, the great dragon aura lingered on his body, and the shadow of the dragon faintly appeared on his body, the vision was amazing.

Even the Saint King of Dongyang, when facing the Saint King, he was frightened and palpitated.

At this time, in the Shenlong Nation and the palace, Gu Fei was sitting on the throne of the main hall, her face was extremely calm, while Mo Xian'er was standing beside her, she had an unreal feeling.

She watched Gu Fei walk step by step to the present, and no one would believe that a young man in Wu Village could actually be an enemy.

And Mo Xian'er was even more shocked that Gu Fei had directly killed the old God of War King of the Shenlong Kingdom. That was the existence of the pinnacle of the true realm. Even at the Momen, there were not many such peerless masters.

Shenlong Kingdom is about to change its owner.

The power of the magic wind is still there, and the popularity in the palace has begun to recover, and the magic wind has also opened the treasure house of the palace, which is full of rare treasures collected by the Shenlong Kingdom for hundreds of years, and all kinds of cultivation resources are available.

When Mo Xian'er entered the treasure house, he opened his mouth even more shocked. The treasure house of the Shenlong Nation was almost comparable to the treasure house of the Demon Gate.

Gu Fei didn't have any interest in any cultivation resources at all. His cultivation base had long since disappeared, and he had a strength. However, he realized that his strength seemed to be continuously increasing with the cultivation.

What he needed was the technique. The Shenlong King Palace had a lot of books, so Gu Fei went straight into the library and read all the classics.

The Zhou Family of the Shenlong Nation cultivated the Dragon Extreme Profound Art, which could be transformed into a Shenlong, to tear the sky and the earth, to break through the void, and ascend to the upper realm.

Gu Fei tried to practice Long Ji profound art, and a violent dragon aura immediately rushed out of his body, directly shaking the sky and the earth.

His cultivation base is constantly improving, mortal realm, innate, true realm, holy realm..., his cultivation has broken through to the realm of holy realm great achievement.

In time, his cultivation level will break through the magic mirror, and then Wu will break through the void and leave this world.

Although Gu Fei's cultivation realm is only a holy rank, the power of his physical body is amazing, even if it is opposite the gods, he can kill with a punch.

"Ahu came out to die!"

It hadn't been calm for a few days, a loud shout suddenly came from far away, and the entire Shenlong King City was shaking, and everyone was shocked inexplicably, as if the end is about to come.

"Oops, this time it was a holy martial artist."

When Mo Xian'er heard this loud shout, her face suddenly changed, and she quickly looked at Gu Fei.

Seeing Gu Fei still lying on the throne, he was very disapproving.

"Don't you come out to die? Then I will slaughter the entire city and see when you can hide."

That voice still came from far away, murderous.

"This……"

Mo Xian'er couldn't help being shocked and angry when she heard this.

"Okay, very good, let's kill it!"

After that person finished speaking, the aura of the whole world was immediately aroused, high above the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, the sun and the moon were dark, and the stars in the sky seemed to fall.

A big hand larger than a mountain appeared above the Shenlong King City, and then directly bombarded the King City below.

"what……"

Countless people in the city looked up at this scene, all in shock.

Countless warriors all fleeing out of the city desperately, even the innate warriors can't wait to plug their wings and fly out of the city.

The big hand that slapped down from the sky gave out a powerful and indestructible breath of the Holy Path.

"the host……"

At this time, in the palace, the magic wind rushed into the hall.

"What is it!"

Gu Fei raised his head fiercely, his eyes as if he could see through the void and saw the big hand that was slapped down.

"Roar!"

In the next moment, a terrifying and ferocious dragon shadow rushed out of Gu Fei's body, and then rushed out through the roof with a "boom!"

Countless people in the city saw a black dragon rushing out from the city lord's mansion and directly greeted the big hand that had fallen from the sky.

"boom!"

Long Ying and the big hand collided in an instant, the vast power fluctuations rushed out in all directions, and the entire sky seemed to be reversed.

"Rumble..."

The void quaked, and even the clouds on the edge of the sky were dispersed.

"Huh!"

Gu Fei soared into the sky, and when he reached the high sky, he wanted to see who this guy was, dare to provoke himself, isn't this looking for death?