The sky and the earth are dark, and everything is silent.
There is a star-like glow lighting up the mountain, and the unparalleled spiritual agitation almost converges into a sea.
The three emperors were instantly suppressed by this mountain.
Unspeakable pressure fell from the sky, crushing the emperor's back!
Four slow-moving white jade arms formed a seal in an attempt to calm down the surging sacred mountain. This was the most violent rampage. The jade hand seals that had always been invincible in the past were unable to completely suppress the shaking sacred mountain. Instead, the stars glowed brighter and brighter.
In the dark and silent night, it was like thousands of suns rising together.
The faces of the three emperors turned pale.
This sacred mountain is bursting with the spirit given by the ancient mountain range. At this time, it possesses a power equal to that of the mountains.
The vast ocean of spiritual power rolled up thousands of meters of waves. The collision of the two forces instantly flattened the surrounding vegetation and mountains. The emperor held up his domain and maintained his own stability in this huge wind and wave.
"It's only been three days, what's going on?" The emperor in white clothes shouted low as he held out a blue orb.
The orb was crystal clear, like the full moon hanging above his head. The white light cast by the orb enveloped him, and the divine patterns carved on the seal echoed the realm of the imperial realm. The surging and terrifying spiritual storm was isolated by the dancing moonlight.
Three days later, this time it was much scarier than last time.
They have never encountered such a dangerous thing since they found this sacred mountain and the four jade hands hanging down from the sky. The sacred mountain occasionally riots, but they are quickly calmed down by the jade hands of good fortune.
"Someone has stepped into this area. What a coincidence!" Wu Chonghuang yelled. She held a long sword and used the method of body protection. The imperial realm was condensed into a small circle with her as the center, and the realm was compressed.
To the extreme, it becomes a barrier against all things.
The majestic spiritual storm is a natural disaster, tearing apart everything. It is simply impossible to let the spirit carry the message and transmit it. That little spirit will be wiped out in the storm without even taking a breath. So the emperors can only rely on shouting.
After communicating, this made them feel a little uncomfortable, as if they were back in the past when they were weak.
I haven't felt this helpless for a long, long time.
Ever since they stepped into the realm of the Supreme Palace and became emperors, the world has changed in their eyes. The emperors can just sit where they are and use the imperial realm to overwhelm the minds of lower-level creatures. The so-called natural disasters
, in the eyes of the emperor, they are just bigger toys, they can swing them at will.
but now
Or after they returned to Kyushu, this feeling began to change.
The world is vast, and the emperor is just a bigger insect.
"Everyone! Good luck!" The remaining emperor's eyes widened in disbelief.
Cracks have appeared on the four arms, making clicking sounds. The cracks spread from the palms, and the jade-like arms are like glaciers reaching a dead end. The cracking sounds are a song composing despair.
The power of the god is like a prison, and the stars on the stone wall on the mountain are flowing, trying to break through the mountain wall and truly appear in the world!
"Boom - One!" One of the four white jade arms could not hold on and completely collapsed.
The eyes of the emperors were filled with falling snow and ice crystals.
Wu Chonghuang concentrated his attention and felt something in the white sky. He placed Chang Ge across his chest.
The black shadow flashed past, particularly eye-catching in the vast white.
-The sharp blade tore open the realm of the Imperial Dao and hit Chang Ge, causing sparks to fly in an instant.
Wu Chonghuang raised his eyes and saw bright yellow vertical pupils on the other side of the sparks.
"It's you, little snake." She sneered.
Chang Ge waved her hand in a circle, and the edge dropped, sending the black shadow flying away. The gap between the two was too obvious, and a creature in the Yang God Realm could not withstand her move. In the realm of the Imperial Dao, she was not afraid of how many such creatures came.
"I thought you died in some corner, but I didn't expect you were still alive." Emperor Wu Chong held the Chang Ge, and her magic clung to the Chang Ge, and the aura that belonged to the emperor filled the air.
Do you think you can attack and kill the emperor by running wild on this mountain?
-hut
Whimsical.
The high bundle of hair was flying, the mountain and the hands in the center of the storm were still fighting, while Wu Chonghuang looked at the house with only lamentation in his eyes.
"It's not easy to save a life in the hands of this emperor, but you have to come back to die. Or is it for the sake of your tribe? Oh, it looks like this from your expression. You are a rare and powerful creature, and sooner or later you will abandon those so-called tribesmen.
Why should you care about this? I helped you eradicate your tribe and let you walk in the world without worries. Shouldn't you be grateful to me?" The emperor sneered.
She seemed to be really sad that this creature came back to die, but her tone was full of contempt. She was not sad, but she was laughing at the stupidity of this creature.
The creature with a human body and a snake tail did not respond, and she raised the blade in her hand.
The blade body was covered with fine serrations, showing a magnificent dark golden color. It might be more accurate to describe it as a work of art than a blade. Wu Chonghuang frowned.
She sensed the danger in this sharp blade. It was a terrifying murder weapon, and it was even stained with the emperor's aura that had not been completely removed. It was obvious that this blade had drunk the emperor's blood.
"You are not qualified to kill the Xi Emperor. It seems that the king is here." She released her spiritual thoughts.
"I'm not qualified to kill the Xi Emperor, but it's enough to kill you." She said coldly.
"What a shame!"
Emperor Wu Chong laughed angrily, "Do you know why the emperor is the emperor? Since you come here to kill and still have any luck, I will give up on you! What about Yu's men beside the sacred mountain? It's easy to bargain for the price!"
The snow and ice crystals flying in the surrounding space were reflected back, and a terrifying consciousness pushed the spiritual energy storm out of this area.
This emperor has activated the real fire. He no longer cares about the harsh environment for the emperor, nor does he care about consumption. The imperial realm spreads rapidly, and the laws engraved in the realm are crazily intertwined, constructed, and climbed. First there are stone pillars, and then
Bricks and tiles, the magnificent hall rises out of thin air, and the magical light shines in all directions behind the hall!
This is not only the first time that She has seen the real realm of the Imperial Realm, but also the first time that Zhu and Li Xi'an have witnessed it.
The emperors that the emperor encountered before were at best fake emperors. The only old emperor with strength was shattered by Li Xian's face, and his Taoist heart was shattered, making him unable to display his great power.
"This is the attitude that an emperor should have." Li Xi'an said.
Mole also nodded.
If the emperor really only used such little means, they should be disappointed and take the other party too seriously.
The ocean of gathered spiritual energy covered the sky, and it seemed that they were not deep in the mountains at this time, but in the sea. The ocean of spiritual energy roared with waves, and the game between the sacred mountain and Yushou had the upper hand, so it protected them from being involved in the storm.
Otherwise, the natural disasters that would be difficult for the emperor to endure would be nothing to a monster like Li Xi'an, but She obviously does not have such a physique. In the vast white sky, it seems that it is no longer night.
The sacred mountain seems to have the upper hand, with the mighty power of heaven and earth adding to it, breaking into pieces and holding the jade hand of the sky. But Li Xi'an and Zhu know that the erupting power of this mountain is consuming the accumulation given to it by the ancient mountain range. Once the accumulation is exhausted, it will lose its spirituality.
The red dragon shape retreated into the darkness.
Li Xi'an originally planned to take action directly, taking advantage of his unpreparedness to severely injure the emperor who had revealed his imperial realm, but was stopped by Zhu. He shook his head and said that it would be better to leave it to him.
She will definitely do what she says, no matter what method she uses.
This is the last crown given to this king who has lost his people.
The huge body was sinuous, and the ferocious head was hung low. Li Xi'an locked the emperor with the orb hanging on his head. The golden candle burned, and the iron scales were fastened layer by layer from top to bottom.