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Chapter 1127 After the event, I have to remove my clothes and hide my merits and fame

Seeing the Queen Qiong Yao, who was determined to interfere, Wu Qiandao's brows immediately frowned. Their strength was originally much inferior to the Imperial Palace. If there were fewer people from Qiong Yao, the consequences would be self-evident.

"What do you think of the coffin carrying man?" Wu Qiandao turned his head, looked at the coffin carrying man beside him, and said in a voice.

"Save him..." The man with the coffin flashed, and a glimmer burst out in his eyes. He glanced at Empress Qiong Yao and sneered: "Hmph, just save someone. Without you Empress Qiong Yao, could I not even save a boy from the Heavenly Destiny Realm?"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

A powerful aura swept out from the coffin-carrying man. The body, which was more than two meters high, instantly soared several times. The dragon-subduing stick in his hand buzzed and flew towards Chen Changsheng.

The demon Nine-bearded tiger, which was close to Chen Changsheng, was only four or five hundred meters away from him. Before he could react, he saw that the seventy or eighty-meter-long dragon-subduing stick was smashed to its head.

Boom!

How amazing is the power of the coffin carrying man?

Even if the demon Jiuying tiger had a thick skin and a thick flesh, it was hit hard on the head by the dragon subduing stick. After the huge body shook, it fell directly to the ground and smashed a huge hole at the entrance of the Imperial Palace.

Dust is everywhere.

Before everyone present could react, they saw the figure of the coffin carrying man swaying, using magical powers that were as close as the world, and caught up with Chen Changsheng in just a few steps. Without waiting for the other evil spirits to pounce down, they reached out and grabbed them.

Plop, plop, plop...

More than a dozen evil souls in the Emperor Realm were caught and beaten to the ground by him. The dusty appearance was not much better than the Heavenly Demon Nine-Bearded Tiger. Seeing this scene, the old man standing on the back of the Qingluan Saint Ancestor froze instantly.

A moment later, an angry look appeared on the old face full of gullies. His eyes looked at the coffin carrying the man with lightning, and said coldly: "Rareless, I thought that I had not been easy to practice before, so I let you go. Do you really think that with your little tricks, you can walk sideways in the Imperial Palace?"

"Bang……"

The sea of ​​energy on the old man's body suddenly shook, and the bones on his arm even more giggled, giggled, and the sound of crispness. The Qingluan Saint Ancestor under him roared, and the murderous souls outside the imperial palace became manic in an instant, and various roars of beasts resounded throughout the world.

Some ancient clans and sect disciples with slightly lower cultivation were shocked to faint by the momentum radiating from the evil souls on the spot.

All the evil spirits' eyes fell on the coffin-carrying man.

He was overwhelmed with anger.

"Senior, it would be a bit inappropriate to bet on your identity with a junior in the Heavenly Destiny Realm, right?" The man carrying the coffin blocked Chen Changsheng's face, looked at the old man on the back of the Qingluan Saint Ancestor with a smile, and said lightly.

"Rareless, what do I want to do? It's not your turn to point fingers." The old man scolded, and looked at the coffin carrying man with evil spirits in his eyebrows, and buzzed: "Hmph, you've already let you go. Since you are not tactful, it's no wonder that I've killed you at the door of this imperial palace."

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The majestic aura of the old man instantly crushed the coffin-carrying man, and the vicious souls around him were ready to move.

The man carrying the coffin was unmoved, and still looked at it coldly, secretly asked Chen Changsheng behind him, and said, "Boy, what's going on in this imperial palace?"

"The coffin carrying man, this is not an imperial palace, but an immortal palace that worships the dead and the souls. The thrones you have seized in the past are just some of the strong men in the heavens, leaving behind the remnants and wills of some powerful men in the sky, and this old thing is not an emperor's strong man, it is just..." Chen Changsheng looked at the old man with a sneer and kept looking at the old man. Tianyan Jing had already clearly understood the entire imperial city.

"Boom..."

"Little beast, shut up."

The old man was furious, and a black and purple thunder slashed at Chen Changsheng and the coffin-carrying man.

Although the voice of the coffin carrying man and Chen Changsheng was very small, in this imperial city, any wind blows the grass.

Even if you move, you can't hide it from it, the spirit of the weapon that dominates the entire imperial city and the imperial palace.

"Pilling life span?"

Swish!

After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, the face of the man carrying the coffin suddenly became ugly. Even the existence of the Taoist Shenmu could see through his own strangeness, let alone the strongest man in his era.

As soon as Chen Changsheng reminded him, he instantly understood the strange thoughts of the imperial palace.

Thunder fell down.

"Old man, do you want to kill someone to silence?" The coffin-carrying man sneered twice, and the dragon-subduing stick in his hand rushed forward against the thunder. Before he became the strongest man of the era, this, like the usual stick, had killed many powerful dragon clans, and countless dragon souls and dragon blood were stained with.

Even the dragon tribes in the Holy Ruins and Dragon Court would be shuddered when they saw this and the Dragon Subduing Stick.

How can a mere soul thunder, a means that cannot even be considered magical powers, hurt it?

"What's going on with the coffin carrying man?" After hearing his murderous words, Wu Qiandao's face also sank slightly. He secretly sacrificed his magic weapon and asked in a voice to the coffin carrying man in the distance.

Empress Qiong Yao also looked over.

Although she hated Chen Changsheng, she would not be confused about the matters of the imperial palace.

Not only her, but everyone in the entire imperial city looked at Chen Changsheng and the coffin-carrying man.

"A bastard, dare to talk nonsense at the gate of the Imperial Palace. I will spare you." The old man roared and roared, and said hideously at the fierce souls around him: "Go all together and kill them for me."

Extremely angry?

Chen Changsheng's mind sank. He had figured out the spirit of the weapon in front of him for seven or eight points. He knew very well that if he had made his secret public from the beginning, all his anger and resentment would inevitably fall on him. At that time, even if the people from the entire imperial city attacked it, he would definitely die...

And now, the person who revealed its secret is the coffin carrying man. Neither Queen Qiong Yao nor Wu Qiandao would have watched him, this powerful man of the era, who was like them, died tragically at the hands of the old man.

"The coffin carrying man, this old thing is the weapon spirit of the Imperial Palace. It is not as powerful as imagined. As long as the Imperial Palace is smashed, it will naturally disappear." Chen Changsheng said a word, and saw that the coffin carrying man completely attracted the old man's hatred, his figure flashed and fled to the side of the Taoist Shenmu. He said unhappily: "Silly Tree Demon, why don't you escape quickly? Do you really want to be burned completely by the anger of the weapon spirit of the Imperial Palace?"

escape?

Swish!

After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Taoist Shenmu was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he saw that Chen Changsheng's figure had already escaped to the distance. Thinking of the horror of the surrounding evil souls, his withered body trembled slightly. He looked at Chen Changsheng's back with a resentful face and muttered: "What a sinister boy, he had provoked such a big thing and ran away immediately. He really left afterwards, hiding his merits and fame?"
Chapter completed!
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