"What is that?" The emperor with the orb hanging on his head raised his head and sounded surprised.
In the ocean formed by the gathering of spiritual energy, there is a giant head swimming. It has red scales all over its body, and ancient trees grow from its head. Its sinuous body stirs the ocean of spiritual energy, and thousands of meters of waves roll with his low roar!
"Dragon!"
When the creature cast its gaze at him, the emperor clenched his fists and was horrified in his heart.
Isn't the king of this ancient mountain range an insect wearing thick golden armor? How could such a terrifying dragon suddenly appear? Under those golden eyes, he actually felt the pressure, feeling it on the creatures who had not yet become emperors.
Pressure. Could it be another prototype of the ten types of Zhou Tian? The emperor was so puzzled that he almost wanted to vomit blood. In an ancient mountain range, he encountered a being who could go against the emperor's way. He was called the ten types of Zhou Tian. He was already defiant, but there was still one?
He glanced at the three white jade arms that circled the sacred mountain.
drag!
When the jade hand is dragged to exhaust the sacred mountain, it will be the day when all the creatures in this mountain range will be destroyed!
What about the ten categories of the week?
If you haven't grown up and the ten types of Zhou Tian are against heaven, for Shinichi, you will still raise your hand to annihilate the humble existence!
The red dragon cruised down from the sea of high heaven, carrying endless rain. Blessed by the ocean of spiritual power, his spirit circulated freely, his blood boiled, and there was a muffled sound of thunder, boundless along the huge dragon's body. When will this ocean dry up?
At that time his spirit was exhausted.
What Li Xi'an brought was not a drizzle, but a heavy rain that enveloped his spirit and will!
This is his domain.
Even if he has never entered the Ji Palace, this kind of creature still has a natural domain. When he was still in Taihang, he could rain heavily at will. Now the heavy rain has flooded a large area of land, and wherever the rain reaches, it is his hunting ground!
The emperor made secrets and roared.
The orb burst into glowing light, and the shadow of an ancient and powerful creature could be vaguely seen stretching its body inside the orb.
It is the same path as Li Xi'an's Heaven-Containing Cauldron, using an object to carry some kind of terrifying and powerful creature to assist him in his battle. The means are too different. This kind of creature is not a living being. At best, it is just some kind of remnant soul or carved inscription.
The projection's combat power may be inferior to that of the original creature.
The orb opened up a pure land in the rainstorm. The emperor looked solemn and chanted ancient scriptures, awakening the powerful creatures sleeping in the orb.
"Jiaolong, no matter how powerful you are, you will still be drowned by this emperor's slave spirit!" He raised his arms, the orb hung between his open hands, and the burst of light briefly cleared the rainstorm.
"Vicious creatures, wake up!"
The words of the previous era were quietly engraved in the world. Something powerful crawled out of the orb. There were more than one. They raised their heads, roared, and looked at the strange world. Heavy rain poured on them, and they were instantly evaporated by the faint green fire.
clean.
There are giant apes with slender arms, divine tigers with wings on their backs, and big snakes with one horn. Their bodies are as huge as mountains, and even if they are illusory, the atmosphere of ancient wilderness fills this area. Obviously, the masters of these spirits were alive.
All of them are extremely terrifying beings. They may have lost their lifespan at the end of their lives, or they may have been hunted by more powerful beings. Their remaining souls fell into the hands of this emperor and were enslaved by him.
The emperor looks around, with his orb hanging high.
Each of these residual spirits is only a few points weaker than himself, enough to fight or even suppress ordinary emperors.
The red dragon is powerful, but the emperor’s methods are never something that a creature in the Touyang God Realm can get involved with!
Li Xi'an fell straight down, and his body made of blood jade pierced the rain curtain like a sword. The three remaining spirits noticed him and roared, trying to kill the dragon.
"It seems that you are nothing in the eyes of that master." The red dragon whispered, circling, and the golden candle bloomed.
The red copper bone face twisted into a sneering human face in the rain curtain and faced the emperor under the orb. He actually ignored the three terrifying residual spirits coming towards him. The emperor frowned, that red copper bone face was too weird.
He secretly felt that something was wrong.
"What's the meaning?"
"You don't even know me."
"If you knew it, how could you dare to control the spiritual creature in front of me?"
The emperor was stunned at first, and just when he was getting angry and ready to yell, what happened next made the blood all over his body seemed to solidify, and gradually became cold. The words he was about to yell got stuck in his throat, and he swallowed them.
The dark green seal script falls down, blooming like an aurora in the sky
The original words were recited, and a large bronze cauldron appeared above the ferocious dragon's head, covered with a veil. The elephant was running around, manifesting itself alive. A dark green deer stood at the mouth of the cauldron. No, this is not a young deer. This is
It was clearly a Deer King! The Green Deer King looked down at the spiritual beings who had lost their wills, lost their magical powers, and had only empty shells and souls left.
Tread lightly.
Layers of dark blue ripples spread, and the huge and illusory figure of the remnant spirit began to sway, like a dying candle.
The emperor was just about to use the orb to take back the slave souls, but as soon as the mental tug came down, a wave of heat suddenly set off on his back, rolling up fine golden sparks. The emperor lost color, because the three remaining spirits surrounded only the bronze giant.
The cauldron was broken, and the red dragon disappeared. "Boom one by one!" There was no need to think about it anymore, the realm of the Imperial Dao was revealed in an instant.
The divine pattern is constructed and the towering temple takes shape!
But the arrival of the Imperial Realm was blocked. The heavy raindrops were another unparalleled realm. They violently forced the Imperial Realm he had revealed back into a small space, and the palace he built melted under the erosion of the heavy rain. This is not over yet, there is a similar wave.
The domain came in other places, mixed in the heavy rain, locking up all the space near the sacred mountain!
Their imperial realm is fragile in front of this kind of law!
Yufa!
He is the monarch in this mountain range! He is indeed here! The emperor turned his head, and his friends on this trip were in that direction. There was no benefit at all to his opponent, the emperor, who had this kind of magic!
"Where are you looking?" The voice was like muffled thunder, penetrating the emperor's internal organs.
No! He realized that he didn't have the energy to worry about his friends during this trip. This dragon was no less terrifying than that king. Even the other party's magic could completely suppress him. To him, this dragon was worth a hundred thousand.
The king of the mountain is even more difficult to deal with!
The sun was shining brightly, and the emperor realized his mistake, but it was too late.
Xijian reacts faster than him!
A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted in the heavy rain, more dazzling than the stars, killing all the monsters in the world!
"Kawei..." There was a cracking sound, and the Xijian slashed at the orb. The moment it came into contact, cracks appeared in the round orb. There was a figure wailing in the orb.
This is the natal weapon of the emperor.
It is impossible for enemies in the same realm to be broken into pieces, otherwise how could he have been able to stand in the extreme palace realm for thousands of years? But cracks appeared under that simple sword, and he was injured, his face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He waved his sleeves to use other weapons to repel the red dragon, at least to save his own weapon!
The maple leaf forest in late autumn confused the emperor's vision. How could late autumn maple leaves appear in the storm? The emperor raised his sleeves. The next scene made his eyes split open. He saw a white and slender hand resting on the hilt of the sword.
Above, the figure in mysterious clothes is as graceful as a giant, with long hair flowing wildly in the heavy rain, like splashes of ink on rice paper.
The young man smiled broadly and looked at the emperor, a lotus flower slowly spinning in his eyes.
"No!" The emperor went crazy.
This moment is like the dawn breaking through the night.