The Tyrant Sword Beast has a cold expression, and the sword edge is emitted invisibly, which makes everyone's eyes bleed and their bodies sting. They think that if he pounces, he can kill a large area.
The family of Tyrant Sword Beasts is famous for its swordsmanship and has a fierce reputation since ancient times. Every Tyrant Sword Beast is a swordsman prodigy and has been proficient in swordsmanship since birth.
In fact, if it were not for the fact that it is extremely difficult for this clan to give birth to offspring, they would have long since become the supreme overlord clan in the Origin World. The battle of this clan lies essentially in the spine, which is shaped like an indestructible sword bone.
"roar……"
At this time, a large number of powerful aliens came, and the sky became cold and cold. Groups of ferocious beasts, ferocious and cruel, looked at the heroes from all walks of life on the battlefield of the Holy Emperor.
Princess Ziluo's expression was solemn. How many alien armies had Zutian killed in the past? The Split Dragon died miserably and during the Chaos Mine Chaos, Zutian even planned to kill a group of elite aliens.
After all, the alien race has shed too much blood. Now they are looking at the heroes on the Holy Emperor's battlefield with eager eyes, but they are not targeting the forces coming from across the border. You can imagine their attitude.
Some people laughed. Once these people are checked and balanced by the strong aliens, their competitiveness will naturally be much less.
"Is there only one Princess Ziluo?" The Tyrant Sword Beast's cold words came out. He glanced at the strong men on the battlefield of the Holy Emperor and sneered: "You trash!"
"Asshole!"
Many people were so angry that their livers and gallbladders were bursting with anger, their fists clenched and their faces ashen.
However, facing the overwhelming alien elites, their bodies trembled and they were a little desperate. The problem was that Li Xiong and others, as well as Jin Xiao and others, all disappeared from the world.
Just for Princess Ziluo to lead them into a war with aliens, this is no different from seeking death.
"Where have the descendants of the Holy Queen gone? Where did Zutian die?" Tyrant Sword Beast spoke again, the murderous intent in its pupils becoming more and more terrifying. This huge beast wanted to lead the powerful to crush all the heroes on the Holy King's battlefield.
At the same time, his cold eyes looked at the strong men coming from across the border, warning them not to act rashly, otherwise they would eventually unleash the wrath of the alien race!
"Zutian!"
Qiu Yao frowned slightly. In the past, he pretended to be a disciple of the True Dragon Immortal Sect and stole three artifacts. This matter had long been reported back to the Immortal Sect, causing quite a disturbance.
He was really courageous for daring to act under the banner of the True Dragon Immortal Sect. It was a pity that he left, otherwise he would have been taught a lesson.
"Does Zu Tian still dare to show up? The background behind him has been destroyed!"
A figure walked from the distance, lighting up the chaotic fog, as if a divine phoenix was spreading its wings.
Fengshan is here, and the frustrating experience half a year ago seems like it happened yesterday. Every time I think about it, the anger in my heart can't help but overflow.
He was so frustrated at first that he was like an ant about to be trampled to death. Only later did he realize that it was Zu Tian who was behind the scenes.
Even the noble lady in the deep space almost became angry. Currently, the Feng family is furious because of the dispute over the cosmic stone, and is doing its best to thoroughly investigate the news about the old immortal.
Fengshan knew very well that with the energy of the Feng family, it would not be too difficult to dig deep for traces of the supreme treasure. Sooner or later, he would be able to dig it out and find Zutian.
"Did Zu Tian really escape?"
The Tyrant Sword Beast was filled with murderous intent and shouted coldly: "I heard that he has a good relationship with the Demon Sect. Where are all the people from the Demon Sect?"
He pressed questions one after another and was so tough that the strong men of all races could not hold their heads up.
"Princess Ziluo, why do you still stand with them? Can't you see the situation clearly? How can you fight with us when you are alone?"
The Tyrant Sword Beast said in a cold voice: "I am holding a fire in my heart and want to release it. Princess Ziluo, I advise you not to make a mistake and come to me."
Princess Ziluo's eyes radiate a cold light, let her stand next to a foreign race?
Some people are extremely angry. Princess Ziluo is also an invincible supreme being, with world-shaking potential, but in the end she is treated as a vase?
The murderous intent in the eyes of the Tyrant Sword Beast seemed crazy. He wanted to force Princess Ziluo away and kill the human heroes in front of him to vent his anger!
"You are too trusting!"
Princess Ziluo's long skirt fluttered, and her body was illuminated by a majestic purple light, illuminating the chaotic fog in the sky.
Waiting for the three flowers gathered at the top to appear in full, the law of the great road will be filled with the sky, submerging the body, and the nearby strong men will also be obscured.
At this moment, Princess Ziluo exudes the majesty of a queen, like the female overlord leading the battlefield of the Holy Emperor, looking down at the world and looking very tough.
"Princess, well done!"
The faces of many human heroes turned red. Princess Ziluo could have fled at this juncture, but she chose to stay. Doing so meant hating foreigners and would eventually be liquidated.
"Hahahaha, what are the three flowers gathering at the top? How much combat power can you produce if you are not at the Holy Lord level?"
The Tyrant Sword Beast raised its head and laughed. Whether it is the Son of God or the Three Flowers Gathering, it will eventually develop a mature law of order? Only the Holy Lord level is qualified!
The truly world-shaking combat power can only be fully demonstrated at the Holy Lord level, just like when Jun Tian stood in the Dragon Elephant Realm and revealed the way of the future!
"You can give it a try." Princess Ziluo is not a fool. If people like her really leave, then He Dehe will be able to inherit the position of the emperor of the Dawei Holy Dynasty in the future.
The supreme power can represent the human race. If you shrink back, you will eventually be looked down upon.
"Don't be shameless. Being an enemy of a foreign race will not end well!"
The Tyrant Sword Beast pressed forward, and hundreds of foreign heroes behind him all stepped forward. For a moment, the demonic energy spread to the sky and the earth, forming a tumbling mushroom cloud.
"You are presumptuous!"
Princess Ziluo looked a little colder, and the heroes around her violently erupted, sacrificing various artifacts and magical powers, and a war could break out at any time.
Qiu Yao crossed his arms and calmly glanced at the scene in front of him. He couldn't help but smile, as if they were fighting, there would naturally be fewer competitors.
"Princess Ziluo, come to us."
The low words suddenly came out, and a tall figure wearing a dark shirt looked from afar, his dark golden pupils filled with the flames of war.
"Who?" Sword Tyrant Beast's face was gloomy.
Princess Ziluo was surprised. She didn't recognize the young powerful man who spoke, but she could feel that his aura was particularly powerful.
"Zhan Yu, when did you learn to be compassionate to women? Why do you want to interfere when you have nothing to do?" Qiu Yao, who was watching the fun, suddenly became unhappy.
"Zhan Yu, Zhan Clan?"
Many people are shocked that the origin of the Zhan clan is too ancient!
The ancestor of this clan, the War Emperor, was once the controller of the Supreme Ancestral Court, and the era of his rise was older than that of the Holy Emperor.
How many supreme beings did the human race have in ancient times? And those who rose up in that special era were all outstanding heroes who shocked the past and the present. Even though the War Emperor's achievements were not as good as those of the Holy Emperor, he still initially changed the living conditions of the human race back then!
Zhan Yu carried the dark golden divine spear on his back, looked at Qiu Yao with cold pupils, and said indifferently: "Intervene? Is it that my human race is so unbearable now? Even standing in front of the Holy Palace, I don't even have the courage to compete with foreign races.
No more, are you just watching them run wild here?"
"you……"
Qiu Yao saw a slight change, and the other silent young overlords all looked ugly. What did he mean by this?
The Tyrant Sword Beast couldn't help but smile ferociously. The war clan and the alien clan had deep grievances that have lasted from ancient times to this day. However, the war clan had the legacy left by the war emperor and the supreme treasure to suppress the fate of the clan. It was not easy to kill them all.
"Brother Zhan Yu said something different. Don't you know what happened on the battlefield of the Holy Emperor?"
Fengshan said indifferently: "The strong men of the Tyrant Sword Beast clan are not targeting Princess Ziluo, they just want to force Zutian out."
"What happened in the past has nothing to do with me, but here in the Holy Palace, it is not the turn of aliens to run wild here!"
Zhan Yu's words were like thunder, causing many people's eardrums to sting, like a sleeping volcano erupting. He said coldly: "If you can see in, even if you are here to watch the excitement, of course you will get the inheritance delusion and compete with the Holy Emperor?
First, ask and feel your own conscience."
Fengshan's face turned furious. Qiu Yao and others were furious. His words scolded all the silent strong men present.
Suddenly, another young man with a slender figure came over. He was dressed in neat Taoist robes and holding a jade flute. He was very elegant.
"Who is the Holy Emperor? There is no need to repeat it. Why did all the supreme forces in the world rise? There is no need to state it." The young man with Yuxiao said calmly.
Some people's faces were gloomy, but they were unable to refute. Who dared to question the achievements of the Holy Emperor?
And this young man with the jade flute comes from the Yuandao Immortal Sect, which has been passed down for millions of years and is everlasting and strong.
"Thank you two Taoist brothers for your help."
The heroes on the battlefield of the Holy Emperor were in a state of excitement, and they felt an inexplicable sense of racial camaraderie.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The Tyrant Sword Beast laughed loudly, with a serious face, and said: "Okay, okay, the War Clan, Yuandao Immortal Sect, Ziluo Holy Dynasty, who else is there? Everyone stand up!"
The killing intent in his body became even stronger, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you really think that we are the only ones here with these powerful men? Since you dare to come, you will never even think about stepping into the Holy Palace in this life."
Some young powerful men couldn't stand listening anymore and wanted to go over and express their position, but they were blocked by the gods' clones. They even restrained their disciples, emphasizing the purpose of the trip and not to have a head-on conflict with the aliens.
And some people were obviously relieved and it would be better if they didn't come.
"Is the Holy Palace owned by your family? If you say you don't want to go, you won't go."
A young man in white clothes suddenly walked over, without any special grace or power, just like an ordinary person walking towards him.
"Zutian!"
This area was silent for a short time, and then there was an uproar. For the heroes of the Holy Emperor's battlefield, it seemed that they had found a backbone.
"Zutian, he didn't leave, hahaha!"
"I knew why Zu Tian would withdraw suddenly!"
"Okay, now that we have Zutian and Princess Ziluo and the others, why should we be afraid of foreign races?"
Fierce cheers followed one after another. From here, we can see Zutian's influence on the Holy Emperor's battlefield. Zhan Yu cast a strange look. In recent days, Zutian's name has been heard like thunder.
But during the observation, Zhan Yu didn't feel any fluctuations in the avenue, which surprised him. Did he return to his original nature?
"You are Zutian."
Qiu Yao looked at him and said: "You pretended to be a disciple of my True Dragon Immortal Sect some time ago. Zutian, you are very brave. I need an explanation."
Zhan Yu frowned, what kind of occasion was this? How could he say something trivial or big?
Jun Tian didn't even look at her and walked forward ignoring her.
"How can a foreign evildoer stand in front of the Holy Emperor's Palace? How come the lessons from ancient times are not enough, and why do you still want to stand here to admire the Holy Emperor's grace and reflect on history?"
"I think you will die soon!" The Tyrant Sword Beast's sword light surged all over its body, and it almost pounced on it and killed it.
"That's what you think." Jun Tian said lightly: "Since the opening of the Holy Emperor's battlefield, how many waves of creatures from your alien race have come? The ones before were all dead, but now, a batch of fresh blood has arrived!"
"Zutian, you are crazy enough. It is rumored that you like to string corpses together and parade them through the streets. I wonder what it would be like to have you people strung together?" The Tyrant Sword Beast couldn't control the murderous intention in his heart, and his pupils looked at him from time to time.
In the distance, obviously waiting for someone.
"Don't look, they can't come."
Jun Tian swung his sleeves and threw hundreds of horrific corpses, smashing them onto the ground. The sky was filled with blood, staining the void red.