Chapter 593: Taihuang Sword, 9 Li Tu, Tian Tian
Chapter 593 The Emperor's Sword, Nine Litu, Swallowing the Pot
The tough life does not need to be explained. The way in which the fat man threatens people is different. Zhangkou digs ancestral tombs and closes digs tombs.
Everyone is speechless. I have never seen such a person. I have seen someone who speaks harshly, but I have never seen anyone threaten with a dead person.
If you do not agree, go and dig your home grave, who has suffered? Maverick, this kind of revenge makes people dizzy.
What is this fat man? This is the heart word of many people, heart whispering.
However, when everyone calmed down, they were even more terrified. Half of the divine imperial soldiers were empty, and the crushed people almost suffocated.
The ruthless emperor is arguably the most amazing person in ancient and modern times. There are too many legends about him or her, and it is difficult to summarize all the evaluations.
Above the head of Duan De, on the lid of the Devils Canister, the mark of the grimace hung with tears, but it also had a smile, sadness and sunshine.
Crying like crying, smiling like laughter, tears blurred smile, this may be the life of the ruthless emperor, it is his or her inner embodiment, maybe no one understands.
It is such a trace of children's graffiti, but everyone is afraid, thinking about the life and means of this great emperor, they can't help but be afraid to go backwards.
"Why did he have a great emperor soldier?" This is the question of many people.
Although half of the pole weapons cannot be recovered and cannot be used to wield the immortal power, they are not used to deal with the ancient emperor and sweep the people in front of them. Ordinary power is enough.
"What's so good about your broken mirror, at most you can leave it for women to dress up." Duan De walked forward with a fat belly.
Above the top of its head, the lid of the ancient Devonian Devil Pot hung down thousands of dark lights, as dense as rain curtains, in a piece of silk.
Everyone evaded, and half of the Ji Dao Emperor soldiers weren't casually scary. Since ancient times, they are only a few.
The imperial soldiers, once urged, can kill the Quartet even if they can't recover, who can block it?
"Put your broken mirror in my handsome face and try it out, let me see if it becomes handsome again." Duan De walked forward with Tao Gai.
The yin and yang leader Wang Yangzhan's face is sullen, and everyone else feels out of luck, just like stepping on a **** when he goes out, this frivolous fat man is too attractive to see.
"See me so bully, don't you fat man, you really treat me as a sick cat" Duan fat man Mo Ji, looked at this, look at that.
Finally, he stared at Xiao Yunsheng, whose front bone was squashed by Ye Fan, and said, "Don't the guy whose head was squashed by the door just let Dao roll over, you roll over to me now"
Many people with this unscrupulous fat are cursed by their hearts, and talking is not a thing at all. It belongs to the kind of **** who hits the face and curses.
Xiao Yunsheng's face was greenish, but he didn't make any mistakes. He was really afraid that this dead fat man would shoot.
"There is that old white hair, don't you want a bowl, continue to **** it?" Duan De stared at Wang Yangzhan again.
The yin and yang master is as terrible as eating a dead mouse. He does not know how this fat man is cultivated, but there is an old blind man who uses activated stone level repair as the urge to cover this. It can definitely kill all obstacles.
"Boom"
Duan De has never been a loser. He was just left for a long time by the number of people. At this time, half of the polar weapons were sacrificed and suppressed.
A breath of crushing eternity permeated, and the lid of the Devils Canister turned into a black hole, devouring everything in the world, and pressing down.
Xiao Yunsheng didn't say anything. He continued his broken leg and carried a dozen pieces of forbidden devices. He jumped directly from the vast platform.
Wang Yangzhan used the broken old mirror to wrap some powerful people, and turned into a stream of streamer. He also retreated hundreds of feet away from the heart area.
Half of the divine emperor soldiers, hazy, as if they were alive, the grimace mark on it, the tears were flowing.
Everyone's hair is cold, and it is said that the lid of this magic pot is made of a ruthless head, which is the essence of the imperial soldier.
Some people say that the mark of the ghost face was painted by the great emperor when he was young. That was his or her happiest time. From then on, he or she was enemies with the world, and he was very unhappy and sad.
Even though he is invincible in the world, he or she is most impressed by the short childhood memories, so it has become its unique mark, imprinted on the magic cover.
"You guys come here to help, this lid will soon **** me up." Duan De Chuanyin.
Ye Fan and Dongfang Ye stepped forward and gave him a divine power, while the old blind man said: "Don't be brave, this emperor soldier consumes a lot, we can protect ourselves enough, those people are this land. 'S master, it's impossible to suppress them all. "
"Qiang"
Not far away, a set of gold battle jacket appeared, flashing the light of the sky, appeared beside the ancient Chinese emperor. It was humanoid, holding a golden holy sword, carrying a golden bow, and there were life fluctuations.
Peerless psychic clothing, psychic, cast as a godly soldier, can be eternally survived
Ye Fanxin was awe-inspiring. He had seen this divine garment. The ancient Chinese dynasty had sacrificed this garment in front of the barren ancient land in order to pick up the undead.
"It is worthy of the ancient divine dynasty, with an indispensable divine garment." Many people took a breath.
It is shaped like a human being, and its golden divine light is as if it were a living ancient god. It makes people feel awe in their hearts and can't help but want to kneel down.
"boom"
The divine power is surging, and the vitality of the Nanling demon appears in January and the day is bright and dazzling.
The movement of the sun, like Long Yin nine days, a dazzling, shattering everything. As the moon moves, it looks like nine phoenixes, and its brilliance is like water, overflowing the world. The sun and moon double round is like a real sun and moon.
This is also a saint of the handed down. It can be immortal. There have been fluctuations in life. It was left by a sage of the Southern Demon who was 150,000 years ago. It is rare in the world.
"brush"
On the other side, the Buddha light rushed to the sky, and above the head of a **** monk in Ximo, a stupa over one meter tall appeared, with a total of seven floors, built of rocks, but it could suppress all things.
This is a weapon for the bodhisattva to testify. Not only is the pagoda body an earthen stone, it is a rare god, and the bodhisattva has left seven relics, all enclosed in the pagoda body. This seven-story stone tower became an immortal paladin
Moreover, its power and horror are unparalleled, and it is one of the supreme sacred objects of Buddhism since ancient times.
Three real weapons of ancient saints appeared all of a sudden, and they were all famous artifacts in the ancient human race, and no one was immovable.
Up to now, many people have consciously stepped back, and there is no way to compete, because a saint weapon is enough to sweep them.
In the end, the four great dynasties of Daxia, Guhua, Jiuli, and Shenzhou, Nanling Yaozu, West Buddha Buddhism, Duan De and so on, a total of dozens of powerful forces came to the front, and the rest retreated.
With the great power of three saints' weapons and Duan De's position at the forefront, there is no objection and much to say. Now strength is the last word.
People study the characters on the walls of the coffin carefully, for fear of missing a word, because it was left by the emperor, and recorded an amazing secret.
The original owner of this coffin turned out to be the immortal emperor, a supreme existence before the time of the ancient times, and he became more and more godly in the hearts of the ancient peoples.
"The undead emperor really exists ..." A Buddhist monk moved.
Regarding the past events of Taikoo, the human race has long been lost, and only a few notes have been recorded. Everything has been dissipated in the long river of history.
Undead Emperor, this taboo even the ancient king has to pay homage, the most mysterious and ancient, people did not expect that the so-called deity was actually him
Everyone looked at the piece of five-colored **** ice, which contained a human skin, and the gas machine flowing out was comparable to the recovery of the imperial soldiers, making it unbearable.
"God, that's the skin of the immortal Emperor. If the Throne of the Immortals let the ancient race know, this place will surely become their **** land."
"If the ancient creatures of the Throne of the Immortals know that the undead Emperor's burial is here, I am afraid that there will be a chaos in the world, and all the Kings will be dispatched and rushed here."
This is definitely a secret
The gods worshipped by the ancient Chinese people were actually buried here. He was not illusory, but actually existed.
"He is the undead emperor"
People's regrets are hard to quell, and the turbulent waves of their hearts cannot be stopped.
"The existence before the ages, the legendary gods, and the worship of the races of the later generations, there is never conclusive evidence that he existed, but now we have seen it."
People marveled, and only the immortal emperor before the endless years had such a generous effort to cut down the ancient Dao tea tree and make a coffin for himself with an undead tree.
He lived in the distant archaic prehistoric age, there was no adversary, the aura between heaven and earth was strong, and immortal medicine could be found, only he could do it all.
But the Taihuang is really enough. He moved the undead Emperor out of his own hands and entered the coffin to sleep.
But, why didn't the emperor leave only one piece of leather, and where did the emperor go? How could he disappear?
Unfortunately, there are no more records on the walls of the coffin, only a few lines of words, explaining the origin of the original owner of this coffin.
"I still can't prove the existence of immortals in the world." People sighed, knowing their origins, and wondering whether they were free or lost.
The immortal emperor, although the spirit of the ancient race is more spiritual, but after all, it is just an invincible ancient emperor, only deified, not immortal and deity.
Are there any immortals in the world? Up to now, these big men are confused, and all the signs show that it does not seem to exist.
"boom"
Suddenly, someone shot and began to **** the ancient coffin, competing to shock the world fairy.
At the bottom of the coffin was a carved picture left by the emperor. It was a brand imprint, and no one was unmoved.
Duan De didn't go to join in the excitement, shaking the Devils Canister into a black abyss, and at the same time closed the coffin cover. This is Wu Daomu, no matter how many divine sources it can't be replaced.
"The things I get are only my own, and they are real." The fat man Duan was quite satisfied. Others scrambled for the road map. He first grabbed the most priceless fetish.
Such a coffin board, sitting on it and practicing, can easily enter the realm of enlightenment, even if a small piece is cut off and sold, it is also worth the price.
"boom"
Someone urged the divine power, but it was impossible to crack the coffin carved from the undead tree. Finally, the demon master of Nanling pulled out a few stone nails and dismantled the outer coffin.
"That was the stone nail that the undead emperor sacrificed, and it has not been destroyed after a long time in the ancient times, it must be Xianzhen"
Everyone was jealous, but the eight stone nails all fell into the hands of the Nanling demon master, and no one captured it, because he had the weapon of the ancient saint—Sun and Moon, and no one dared to get close.
"boom"
The wooden board of the outer confession was snatched, and finally fell into the hands of the ancient Chinese dynasty and the monk of the desert, one side held the peerless gold **** clothes, and the other side held the stone pagoda of the Buddha's preaching.
Everyone else was anxious, fighting for the coffin inside and the emperor's avenue brand, and fought.
"The coffin is left for you to take, but the bottom of the coffin is left. No one should damage the trace left by the emperor, otherwise don't blame me for Da Xia's merciless shot."
They did not possess the weapons of ancient saints, but they were quite calm and calm, glancing at everyone.
"Why, who can get back to whom" Some people are dissatisfied, representing the voices of all parties.
"That was the first ancestor left for my Da Xia, if you are not convinced, even if you do it", the Lord Xia Xia drank coldly, just then a bright light appeared above his head. Fell to the ground.
Then, a dragon chant came out, and a dragon sword flew out, as if to shake the worlds.
The leading sword edge, the nine-claw sword pattern, and the dragon's tail turned into the hilt, even though the sun gathered in all rounds, there was no radiance.
"puff"
Some great powers can't stand this coercion. Even if there is a forbidden body protector, he coughs up blood and retreats out, which is unbearable.
Ji Dao Emperor Soldier Taihuangjian was born, and the people of Daxia Divine Dynasty brought it here.
A dragon chant sounded through the ages, it was like an eternal light, suspended above the head of the Great Xia Emperor, so that everyone almost prayed.
At this moment, everyone was stunned and Taihuangjian was born to suppress the heavens. Who can resist? Unparalleled attack power
"Hey ..."
Suddenly, a creepy sneer came, and a Dao shadow stood not far away, his eyes were cold, staring at everyone, and the divine thought appeared again.
Everyone is cold from head to toe. The so-called deity must be the manifestation of the evil side of the undead emperor. This is a devil. The saint cannot come out, and no one can be beaten.
"Fortunately, there is a Taihuang sword here"
The Taihuang Sword can almost collapse the world, turn into a dragon, hover in the air, the endless brilliance shines on Tianyu, purifies every inch of space.
"boom……"
Suddenly, there was another shock, and Tianyu shook, and an ancient scroll flew out of the head of the Emperor Jiu Li, hanging in midair, covering the world.
"God, this is Jiulitu, the immortal imperial soldier of the state immortal dynasty Jiuli"
This ancient scroll, containing all things in the world and containing three thousand worlds, can suppress and refine everything, so that some mighty powers go backwards and spit blood.
One day, two pieces of indispensable imperial emperor soldiers were shocked, and they shocked everyone. They did not expect these two ancient dynasties to sacrifice Xianzhen left by their ancestors at a critical moment.
Taihuangjian and Jiuli Tu were tit-for-tat, instead of suppressing the devil, they wanted to fight hard, undoubtedly to fight for Taihuang's road brand.
"Two pieces of imperial imperial soldiers are fighting, and the distance of thousands of miles will be destroyed once, not to mention here, that is, the world of Xianfu will collapse." The old blind man said, "It is necessary to protect himself"
"boom"
He spit out a jar with his mouth open. It is very simple and ordinary, and he can't see anything, but it is terrifying and frightening.
"Boy, we work together." The old blind man patted Duan De's shoulder.
Everyone is dumbfounded. This is the ancient pottery swallow tank of Tu Tian, the seventh largest tycoon in the Northern Territory. It was borrowed by the second largest tycoon.
"boom"
The monstrous Emperor rushed up, no one urged it, the magic pot himself was united, everyone in the shock was frightened, and people heard a sigh.
"God, this pot is made of a ruthless body, won't there be his soul?"
In the distance, the deity was stepped back a few steps in surprise. It is conceivable that the coercion of this pot was like the resurrection of an ancient emperor.
"A ruthless man's life, enemies all over the world, stunning the ages, her extreme emperor soldiers are reunited, will she not be resurrected?"
In this process ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Only one person is always calm, that is Ye Fan, he holds the bodhi from the confusing ancient star, his mouth is full of Tao tea, and his eyes are staring at the coffin Emperor Daozhen, constantly realized.
"Boom ..."
Thunder thundered and shook the jade platform, and thick lightnings fell down, and then the infinite sea of thunder poured down.
"Who robbed?"
"Which bastard, who caused the sky-tribulation at this time?"
Everyone changed color and couldn't help but scold the mother.
Eventually, when people saw it, thunder and lightning slammed into Ye Fan, and his short enlightenment will begin to cross the robbery.
Brothers, loudly and solemnly ask for monthly tickets, now there are too few, please brothers and sisters to give it more, otherwise it will feel drowsy, there is a leak. Please vote if you have a ticket.
.
.
