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Chapter 342 Hello, welcome the emperor!

boom!

The two figures fell, Suiyue Daozi was startled at first, and then the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Just now, I was still guessing who could force that person to this point. In just a moment, the instigator came in.

"Are you guys OK?"

There was a gentle voice, and Mieyuan Daozi and his two men looked up and saw a bright smiling face. If the corners of the mouth were more natural, they would still be somewhat sincere, but now it seems...

boom!

Two fists were waved out at the same time. Suiyue Daozi screamed and fell three feet away. He staggered up with a pair of black eyes and said angrily: "You are not your opponent and you were suppressed. Why should you vent your anger on me?"

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Mieyuan Daozi and the others ignored him and looked around. The countless human skeletons made them shocked and angry, but they soon noticed the clues.

"Is this something people...did?"

The corners of Mieyuan Daozi's mouth twitched slightly, and he fought for his life, but found that all those punches were probably in vain. Originally, he only felt pain in his muscles and bones. It was a monster, and it almost shattered him.

Now I feel like my internal organs are swelling...it's all full of Qi!

The stunningly beautiful and unearthly successor to Butian remained silent. Except for her plain white dress, which was a little messy, her aura was calm and indifferent. Her cold eyes were deep and her black hair was loose, as if she was thinking about something.

Soon, Mieyuan Daozi also calmed down. He seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but take a breath. The man who had just fought with them had never used the fundamental method at all, but was finally forced out of the incarnation of time. No matter how many battles he used,

Try your best, but not your best.

Damn it! This is what some old immortal from the Butian Inner Palace kept outside...

After half a cup of tea.

Mieyuan Daozi frowned and looked at Suiyue Daozi: "Can't it be broken open?"

Suiyue Daozi glanced at him sideways and said nothing. If it could be broken, how could you have succeeded just now? That Feng Zhen and the others are full of energy, not only has the power of darkness, but also an indescribable and unexplained force.

Shen Yun is like one of the Tao, but it is paradoxical, as if it does not exist in the heavens.

It was this charm that sealed their entire body of energy and spirit. No matter how hard they tried, they could not recover their cultivation by using all kinds of secret techniques to break the forbidden rules. Even later, they could not even use the forbidden forbidden techniques anymore.

The sense of Tao has been weakened by more than 90%.

Since he couldn't break free, Mieyuan Daozi gave up and allowed the rich innate vitality here to nourish his body and repair his internal injuries.

Dark Gorge.

Su Qinian absorbed the energy of elves from all directions. He was like a young dark god. Every inch of his body was filled with powerful energy and majesty, which made many dark creatures in the distance tremble and became unholy.

Exception, the more advanced the person is, the more profound the terror will be felt.

In the ancient city of Bone Extraction, the saints of the ghost clan issued decrees, and the city gates were opened wide to welcome the emperor's son who came out of the dark world. Many dark saints came out of the city to welcome him, and they did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

This is the majesty of life. Even the Saint of Dark Rain in the Blood Eater Ancient City was robbed. The Saint of the Ghost Clan knew very well that as long as a Saint like him has never set foot on the Supreme Road, he will not be able to stand in front of the Emperor.

, not much better than ordinary sacred ones, maybe not even able to survive one or two moves.

After half a stick of incense, I cut out the bones in front of the ancient city.

"Here we come!" the ghost saint shouted.

At the gate of the city, a group of dark saints were shocked, and there were many powerful people who were allowed to see them. They couldn't help but look into the distance, and their minds were tense. At the end of the blood and earth where the black mist was rolling, a figure in white robes was born step by step.

Lotus, at first glance, seemed far away, but in an instant it was very close.

With black hair disheveled like ink and eyes that are deeper than ink jade, the young emperor of the dark world looks very heroic and handsome. He is not as handsome as jade, but he has an indescribable calmness and majesty. Every darkness

All living beings feel the trembling from their blood and soul at this moment.

For example, the saints of the ghost clan are all the same. Only when you truly face this one can you deeply feel how terrifying he is. You must know that in just one hour, he suppressed four strong men at the saint level. None of them were

Ordinary people, including even descendants of the current Butian lineage.

The young successor of Butian once broke into the depths of darkness alone and killed a saint of the blood race. How could the successor of Emperor Wa take it easy? In the depths of the dark abyss, a sleeping adult was awakened.

, saying that in the near future, there will be another imperial seed.

But even such a young overlord, together with another powerful Butian Palace Daozi, joined forces and were still suppressed.

Imperial seed!

There is no doubt that this is the royal seed of their dark lineage. Coupled with their identity as a dark clan, they came out of the ancestral court of the dark world. They are destined to rise in the third era of modern times and shine in the heavens. The ghost saints have no doubt.

, whether this person will be able to set foot in the supreme realm in the future, even when the emperors were young, I am afraid that it was no more than this.

"Welcome the Emperor!" Upon thinking of this, the ghost saint took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and bowed deeply.

All the dark saints and powers were startled for a moment, and then they all bowed down. A mountain roar and a tsunami sounded in front of this ancient city that had been cut out of bones, shaking all directions. In the city, countless dark creatures knelt on the ground, came to see it from a distance, and worshiped.

"Welcome to the Emperor!"

Su Qinian was expressionless. Looking at the scene in front of him, he looked indifferent and walked past the ghost saint. He did not respond or say anything. However, no matter whether it was the ghost saint or the many dark saints and powerful people, no one dared to

Silence, in their opinion, is the invincible grace of the young emperor of the dark world.

boom!

Suddenly, Su Qinian's sleeves and robes shook, and a demon saint not far away exploded into pieces. He couldn't even let out a scream. The blood of the saint and the demon splattered, and the crystal bone fragments flew. Some of the approaching powers were unable to avoid it.

It was opened, pierced through, the divine energy burst out, broken into two pieces, and then crushed into powder by the strong killing energy.

The saint of the ghost race trembled, but he lowered his head after all. If you haven't heard before, maybe this person has offended the emperor. Even if he is not him, he is his relative or old friend. If he can die in the hands of the emperor, his future will be unparalleled.

In the history of war, it can also leave a trace and a half of its claws.

As for those great powers, the ghost saints don't care at all. Since they have chosen to meet them, they must be ready to sacrifice themselves at any time to please the young adults in the dark world.

At this moment, everything was quiet except for the sound of Su Qinian's footsteps and his breathing.

There was deathly silence in the ancient city of Gou Gu. Su Qinian walked through it, overlooking the dark creatures crawling all over the place. From time to time, a group of kneeling dark creatures exploded to pieces, but the remaining dark creatures were motionless except for trembling and sieving chaff.

, the awe of darkness has been deeply engraved in their bones, blood, and even souls.

Su Qinian walked in the city for half an hour, but to the dark creatures in the city, it seemed as long as half an era.

When Su Qinian walked out of the ancient city, the number of dark creatures kneeling in the city was nearly 30% less than when he first entered the city, numbering tens of thousands.

The corners of the ghost clan saint's mouth twitched slightly. It was really hard to fathom the moodiness of this emperor's son. Three percent less would have made thirty percent. To be able to become the foundation of an emperor's seed was a supreme destination.

The next three dark ancient cities were burned, corrupted and devoured. Su Qinian walked without any hindrance. Several saints personally came out of the city to greet him, not only because he was the young emperor's son from the dark world, but also because he was ostracized.

Saint Dark Rain, a giant in the Holy Realm, suppressed three young overlords of the human race, especially the descendant of the Butian lineage. To the dark races, he was very valued, no less than a supreme being.

The Dark Heavenly Prison has not welcomed such a powerful human bloodline for many years. I think the adults who have been sleeping in the depths of the abyss will be very happy to wake up.

After Su Qinian passed through the three ancient cities, several dark saints were in a gloomy mood. This one was really moody, unscrupulous, and unruly to the extreme. Although there were countless powerful people from the dark clans and trillions of people, there was only one respected saint.

Well, it takes decades at least for a powerful person to grow. You just took two steps and wiped out thousands of lives.

Several dark saints even had some doubts. If they were allowed to stay overnight, a monument could be erected in the city the next day.

There is no doubt about the pure and dark dark blood. No one except the dark clan can possess it, and several dark saints can only swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Cough! Cough!

A Saint from the Nether Tribe coughed violently and his face turned livid.

Damn, I’m choking! (Please subscribe, thank you all for your support and tips.)


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