His eyes were as wide as duck eggs, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Before entering the imperial realm, become emperor first!
He has lived for almost two hundred years and this is unheard of!
"You...you really achieved the power of an emperor with half a battle emperor's cultivation?!" The sturdy man spoke with difficulty again, and after a brief pause, he continued.
"God really loves Daxia! Such a unicorn gave birth to Daxia, so why should Daxia not be prosperous?"
After finishing speaking, the whole person completely withered.
His martial arts has been completely destroyed. If Ling Hao doesn't kill him, he will only have one month to live.
"Tell me his identity and I'll give you both a treat." Ling Hao pointed at the old man with an oriental face and said.
"Oh... that's all..." The old man sighed: "He is from Nanchi Country..."
"Nan Chi Country?" A sharp look flashed in Ling Hao's eyes: "Very good!"
There have been rumors for a long time that Nanchi Country has embraced the lap of Western powers, and it is indeed true!
"If my guess is correct, behind the eight branches of the Dark Territory Temple are eight countries from the West, right?" Ling Hao then looked at the burly man and said.
"As the master of the first branch hall, you should be from Beijian country, right?"
As early as the last time he came to the Dark World, when he heard that the Dark Territory Temple had eight branches, he had some suspicions in his mind.
And this is indeed the case!
The Dark Territory Temple was jointly established by eight Western countries, and the temple master and seven deputy temple masters are from these eight countries.
Including the members of the Dark Pavilion, two-thirds of them are from the Eight Kingdoms, and the remaining one-third is given to forces from other countries in the Dark World to win over people's hearts.
At the same time, eight branch halls were established, controlled by eight countries respectively. In addition to serving their own warriors, they also provided convenience to their affiliated countries.
"Give us a good time!" The sturdy man agreed with Ling Hao's words: "If I can die in the hands of your Western King Ling Shuai, I will die without regrets!"
"Okay!" Ling Hao responded, raised his hand and swept out with a palm.
Although he still has many questions, the people in these branch halls probably know very little, so asking questions is in vain.
Bang! Bang!
After two clouds of blood mist, the two people disappeared.
At the same time, the battle between Lu Yue and others was basically over.
The high-end combat power of the mid-to-late War Sects were unable to fight back in front of Lu Yue, and they were all chopped into two halves.
As for those low-end combat powers, under the joint attack of White Tiger and Blood Rakshasa, they all fell down in less than ten minutes.
Since then, the first branch of the Dark Territory Temple has collapsed!
"Brother, where are you going next?" Qinglong asked when everyone came to Ling Hao.
"Otherwise, we can destroy all the other seven branch halls in one go. Anyway..."
"Be careful!" Before Qinglong finished speaking, Ling Hao interrupted him in a deep voice: "Everyone, stay back!"
call!
Before he finished speaking, an overwhelming wave of air swept towards everyone like a tornado.
Wherever the air wave passed, whether they were corpses lying on the ground or huge rocks and trees, they were all shattered into powder, dust filled the sky, and the clouds blocked out the sun.
"Huh?!" Lu Yue and others' pupils shrank sharply, and without any time to think, they quickly shot back.
The strength of this person is definitely the first one they have encountered so far, and it is several orders of magnitude stronger than the left guardian from Mo Pavilion last time!
There is no doubt that he must be a powerful person in the imperial realm who has consolidated his own imperial power!
