Chapter 4394: What is your identity?
There are too many kings, and Cang Wu just wants to find ten or eight kings, and they are the kind of ordinary, ordinary Guandao realm.
It cannot be compared with the kings of later generations.
But now, like Taichu, there are several other kings who are the same true kings as the kings of later generations!
The most terrifying thing is that Wang is involved and they are going too.
There are hundreds of people here, and there are some ordinary people on the first floor of the Crown Road outside. There are more than a thousand people. They can't talk at all at this moment. It is obvious that these kings want to go.
"Cang Wu, don't you want me to go?" Youwang's eyes were like knives. Even though he didn't show any momentum, Cang Wu still made his scalp numb and his whole body felt like a knife!
These are the real high-end combat power of the Imperial Clan, absolutely terrifying, and now they actually want to go?
Cang Wu couldn't afford to offend anyone, and he didn't dare to offend anyone.
"Of course not, seniors, my ancestor said we only need ten or eight!"
Cang Wu had no choice but to carry out his ancestor, otherwise he really couldn't handle these kings on his own.
"Ancestor said eighteen?"
"Eighteen, just eighteen!"
"You go back, I'll go!"
"Let me go!"
The argument started again!
In the end, Cang Wu was speechless and helpless!
Why does everyone want to fight?
From ten to eight, it turned into eighteen!
Eighteen kings with monstrous fighting power passed by together. They were very low-key and did not release any momentum, but their fighting power was absolutely unmatched.
Especially those headed by Tai Chu and Ming Ye, they have to weigh things up even if the ancient emperor comes today!
Soon, Cang Wu went back to resume his life, and he was uneasy.
Because Luo Chen said ten or eight, but he ended up bringing eighteen!
"Ancestor, I brought eighteen of them here!" Cang Wu said it himself, and he didn't dare to say that it was those Wangs who wanted to come over.
"Very good!" Luo Chen nodded with satisfaction.
On the other side, King Yun also received the return of his men.
He was very excited because the ancestor of the Imperial Clan actually agreed to his challenge.
Just like what his concubine said, he could directly attack the ancestor of the Imperial Dao clan, infect him with the sky poison, and then die afterwards.
A perfect plan, the only uncertain factor is whether the ancestor of the Imperial Clan agrees.
Now, the other party has agreed, everything has been agreed.
"Get started!"
He gave the order, and the frame flew into the air with great momentum, and many people cheered for him.
In the high sky, the Heavenly Tower passed by, and he stepped on the Heavenly Tower and walked away. The golden avenue was overwhelming and he stepped on the sky!
The paved golden avenue is endless, like a divine road leading to the sky. King Yun is arrogant and very high-profile.
It can be said that King Yun's posture really has the courage and momentum of the king.
And although he didn't walk the road of kings like the king of future generations, he was already close to the king of future generations with his time and talent.
The golden road was paved with glittering light, leading directly to the border. He stepped on the sky bridge and looked majestic.
Soon, he was approaching the border.
There, you can smell the blood even before you get close.
After all, all the 800,000 troops are here.
At this moment, the long black knife is inserted into the sword, death!
He was in a very complicated mood. Just now, he beheaded the last soldier in the army.
The moment the head rolled down, it seemed very ironic.
This sword, the fierce weapon, actually has a curse.
Anyone who dies holding this murderous weapon will become unfortunate and will eventually suffer the consequences of this sword!
That's why the Husband gave this sword to the ancestor of the Imperial Clan.
However, Luo Chen was not cursed by this sword, but many of the 800,000-strong army of his Imperial Clan died under this sword.
This is really ironic, he was responsible for it.
He was in a bad mood at the moment, so he didn't pay attention to King Yun's arrival.
When King Yun came, he saw his son's head among the corpses at a glance!
At this moment he could hardly control his anger.
The killing intent in his eyes was like a storm, rising over and over again, and then being suppressed again.
At this moment, he even felt that both the emperor and the ancestors of the Imperial Clan deserved death!
This is so hateful and his son is so pitiful.
He finally slowly looked at Luo Chen who was sitting there.
Luo Chen, the ancestor, is really indebted and hated by others.
He always gives people the feeling of being evil, stupid, and not a good person.
At this moment, Luo Chen was drinking tea, and then looked at Zi Ji.
"The people have been cut down, and there are no more entertainment programs!" Luo Chen seemed to be very regretful.
But anyone who hears this may sound a bit perverted.
Beheading is just a recreational program?
"Zi Ji, why don't you go to the Human Head Mountain and dance for the ancestor?"
"Help Ancestor have fun!" Luo Chen suddenly suggested.
This request is too evil and perverted.
Zi Ji is really going to collapse at this moment, it is really difficult for her to be an undercover agent.
Go and dance on the human-headed mountain of the Human Desolate Saint Clan?
This is worse than killing her!
Fortunately, she heard King Yun coming before she could reply.
King Yun stepped on the golden avenue, showing his unparalleled power, coming in one step!
In fact, the people of the Human Desolation Saint Clan are also observing and waiting.
There were many people from the deserted saint clan in the rear.
After all, the news that Luo Chen killed their 800,000-strong army has now spread to the Human Desolate Saint Clan.
The entire Human Desolate Saint Clan was in a state of panic, with countless people clamoring to cut off Luo Chen's head.
No one noticed that this personal grudge had gradually begun to develop towards a decisive battle.
At this moment, King Yun had already proudly entered the border.
He looked down at the world, and his aura was even higher than Luo Chen's!
Then he glanced at Luo Chen with a look of disdain, and then spoke.
"Ancestor of the Imperial Clan?"
"Isn't it obvious enough?" Luo Chen said, raising his hand to touch the head of Zi Ji who was kneeling beside his knees.
Saints are like pets, isn’t that provocative enough?
At this moment, King Yun was really a little out of control.
"Then there's no need to talk too much nonsense." King Yun shouted angrily.
"Since you have agreed, let's each rely on our abilities!" King Yun took action directly against Luo Chen.
He raised his hand and a terrifying attack rushed towards Luo Chen.
The attack is unparalleled, shaking mountains and rivers, and destroying all directions. It is definitely a king's attack. It can be said that this attack dominates the world!
However, Luo Chen didn't even move!
"Go ahead and beat him to death!"
"Don't let him run away!" Luo Chen suddenly said!
Everyone was stunned!
Then the next moment, King Yun's overwhelming blow was suddenly blocked by a hand.
A man walked out of the void with one hand on his back. His long hair was scattered, he was extremely domineering, and his whole body was filled with endless aura of a king!
Taichu of the Imperial Clan!
In the other direction, figures came out one after another!
Eighteen kings, the king, directly surrounded King Yun!
"Isn't it a challenge?"
"Isn't it a one-on-one challenge?" King Yun's expression suddenly darkened.
"Single challenge?"
"What is your identity?" "What is my identity?" Luo Chen sneered.
