The emperor's son was wearing a dragon robe with a nine-headed dragon tattooed on it. At this time, the disciple's eyes were like time and could penetrate everything.
At this moment, only Bai Zhixiang, Wang Xueer and a few other Hongmeng Tianjiao are left. Obviously, these people are not Qin Luo's opponents. Everyone can only place their last hope on the emperor's son.
"You admit defeat, you are still no match for me!" At this time, the emperor said suddenly, he was walking like a dragon and a tiger, like the God who dominates the world.
"I have to say that you are very powerful. Your physical body is stronger than Li Qiuchan's Vajra body.
Your spiritual thoughts are astonishing and can break Zhou Feilong's telekinesis.
You know fire spells and can engulf Burning Heart. You are a peerless person that only appears once in a hundred years in Hongmeng, but it is a pity that you met me!"
With a bang, the disciple fell into the void in one step, and was able to stand in the void without any support.
Suddenly, the emperor's whole body seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, without distinction between them.
The spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius moved with him, and with every movement he made, he could make thunder fall from the sky, storms destroy the world, and the void exploded.
Fairy!
Oh my god, the emperor has reached the level of a heavenly being!
There are only a few dozen immortals in the entire Hongmeng, and their status is noble.
The youngest immortal is about eighty years old, and the emperor is only in his early thirties this year, and he has become an immortal. This talent is truly unprecedented!
"No wonder the emperor has not taken action in the past few years. It turns out that he has become a heavenly immortal!"
The hundreds of earthly immortals in the stands looked at the emperor and couldn't help but feel jealous.
The geniuses of their family were killed by Qin Luo one after another, but the emperor's son became a heavenly immortal. This means that this generation and even the following generations will be overshadowed by the emperor's son's light.
"A hundred years ago, there was a Qinglian Sword Immortal, and now there is an emperor's son. I am afraid that in the future, he will be suppressed by the Yuntian Palace of the Hongmeng Lord!"
When everyone on the rooftop saw that the emperor's son had reached the level of immortal, they were all dumbfounded.
In this journey of cultivation, it is important to take the lead one step at a time, and to take the lead step by step.
The emperor's son had already reached the realm of immortals before he was forty, which was enough to shock the world. It meant that he could overwhelm the younger generation and become the leader of the younger generation.
"Ahem, if I had known that the Emperor was already an immortal, why would we be fighting for the top position? Even if we combined, we are no match for the Emperor!"
Everyone smiled bitterly and shook their heads. At the same time, they all looked at Qin Luo with gloating. The emperor's son was a heavenly immortal, and Qin Luo was only at the level of an earthly immortal. Facing a heavenly immortal, there was no way to survive.
Wang Xueer's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of pity. "So what if Qin Luo is very strong, you are still being crushed by the emperor!"
Shui'er on the side was already frightened. The emperor turned out to be an immortal! Now the immortal master is in trouble!
At this time, the emperor's voice sounded again: "Since I have been practicing Taoism, I have never met an opponent. Among my peers, only Tianleizi can catch my eye, and only those seniors who looked down upon the world a hundred years ago!
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"A hundred years ago, the Qinglian Sword Immortal cut off the river with one sword and forced the dragon to surrender. The demeanor of the predecessors is all before my eyes. Today, I will do it!"
As the disciple spoke, he looked far away at the Nulong River, and it seemed that Qin Luo was not there at all.
After the disciple finished speaking, Qin Luo said, "Are you done? Come up and die immediately after you finish speaking. I'm in a hurry!"
Well, what!
When everyone heard Qin Luo's words, they couldn't help but be stunned.
Even the disciple turned his head slightly and looked at Qin Luo.
Everyone looked at Qin Luo like a lunatic. He actually dared to provoke an immortal.
This is too arrogant, this is simply asking for death!
"Haha, your name is Qin Luo, right? I remember you!"
The emperor smiled softly, as if remembering Qin Luo's name was a great honor for Qin Luo.
"Real ink marks!" After saying that, Qin Luo punched directly.
Immediately, the boiling true energy surged through Qin Luo's body, turning into a ten-foot-long golden dragon that tore through the sky and headed towards the emperor's son.
I saw the emperor's palm gently pushing, and the clouds and mist in the sky suddenly turned into ropes, directly trapping the dragon, entangled layer by layer, and finally strangled it.
With a swish sound, the disciple flicked his sleeves and came towards Qin Luo.
"Qin Luo, you haven't reached the level of immortality yet. You have no idea how terrifying the power of immortality is!"
Boom!
Immediately, the whole world, with the strike of the disciple's sleeve, all the countless vast energy around him turned into a rolling wave, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
When everyone on the rooftop saw this scene, they all changed their colors and trembled at the power of the gods.
Qin Luo, however, had no expression on his face, and punched the clouds in front of his eyes, "Humph, what does a fairy mean!"
How arrogant.
The emperor's brows slightly furrowed and he began to exert his energy. Countless rain and mist turned into heavenly soldiers and generals, holding broadswords and swords, and descended from the sky towards Qin Luo.
It turned out to be the Immortal Art, Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals!
It is said that this method can only be used by immortals. Once monks below immortals use it, their cultivation will be drained immediately!
someone exclaimed.
I saw that each of these heavenly soldiers must be at the god-transformation stage, and there were actually hundreds of them.
I saw Qin Luo's face was dull, and he came to the sky with one step. The magic sword flew out, and the killing power came out immediately, killing all the heavenly soldiers and generals around him.
"Haha, it turns out that you have a sword!" The emperor sneered, with a trace of regret suddenly showing on his face, "You shouldn't be my enemy!"
There was a click, and suddenly a pair of bracelets appeared on the emperor's hand, and the bracelets immediately turned into a ball of flywheels across the sky.