The Emperor's son shouts, his beautiful face full of shock and anger. He prides himself on having the best blood in the world. As the only son of the immortal emperor who is respected by all races, he cannot tolerate others hurting him.
Although the Holy Prince was seriously injured and coughed up blood from time to time, it was still difficult for the Emperor to accept that he should only hurt the enemy and no one could hurt him.
"Holy Prince, why do you fight with me? My father gave me the best physique in the world, and I have practiced the best Immortal Sutra in the world since I was born. You will always be stepped on by me!"
The Heavenly Prince is almost crazy, with endless killing moves and endless magical skills. Some semi-holy cities are so shocked that their hair and bones are chilling and their whole bodies are ice-cold. They will definitely not be able to stop them, and they will definitely die if they go up.
"My father gave it...he gave me the whole world!" the Holy Prince responded, and his attacks became more fierce. The fighting spirit was boiling, and the fighting spirit was high, as if he wanted to shoot down the Nine Heavens.
"What did you say?" the Emperor roared angrily.
"My father did not leave me a protector, nor did he prepare for me an immortal treasure that could reverse the creation of heaven and earth. He only gave me a free world, allowing me to fly up to the nine heavens, down to the nine netherworlds, and fly freely.
, Unfettered, without shackles!" The Holy Prince's expression was extremely dull.
However, at this time, his momentum became even stronger. He was invincible and dominated the world. He became more domineering and proactive, almost suppressing the Emperor.
The Holy Prince's words were deafening. Huang Xudao, Huo Lin'er, and Huo Qizi were all shocked, while the Heavenly Prince staggered as if he had been hit hard. He was followed by a monkey and hit with a big black iron rod.
He whipped it out and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The Emperor's roar was only due to his physical constitution. Others would have turned into blood and mud. He had to fight hard to recover his disadvantage, but his mind was unstable because he remembered the immortal emperor's fate.
The gift gave him two paths.
The first road is bright and bright, with protectors and all the peerless immortal treasures. But the other road only has an immortal sword. Let him use this sword to cut off the enlightenment tea tree, smash many immortal treasures, and completely cut off the first road.
And he finally chose the former!
"Father, you are the strongest man in ancient and modern times, and also the wisest god, but you have given me such a difficult choice... Within nine heavens and ten lands, I will be number one in the future, and I will choose my own path!" The Emperor's eyes were stunning,
Shout loudly.
"No, the Emperor's heart is unstable. Don't let any accident happen!" Many ancient tribesmen among the spectators changed their colors.
"The Heavenly Prince has eight divine generals following him, and there are some ancient ancestors who protect the way. The situation is destined by God, but the Holy Prince has nothing. Since we initially chose to side with the Heavenly Prince, we have nothing to hesitate now.
I need help."
Some semi-saints couldn't hold back and moved forward. They didn't dare to attack the Holy Prince, but they still wanted to disturb him, hoping to support the Emperor's Taoist heart to stabilize.
"Let me see whoever dares to take one step forward, even if he escapes nine days away, I will take his life!"
Zhuoer shouted loudly, his blood boiling in his body. Seeing that the Holy Prince had the upper hand, but these people wanted to interfere halfway and reverse the situation, he tried his best to let out a long roar.
"I don't believe in evil! How can a mere junior from the second level of Sendai be able to block me?" A half-saint sneered in a low voice and took a big step forward.
"kill!"
The drow was thundering with words. He only spit out such a word, and a vision rushed out of his body, turning into a huge red dragon!
This is the red dragon vision unique to Drow. It blends with his fighting spirit and can accommodate the power of the entire military formation. It can temporarily increase his combat power to a great level, like gods and demons descending into the world, swallowing mountains and rivers with rage.
Hundreds of thousands of mountains collapsed!
"Roar……"
The red dragon transformed from the drow's vision opened its mouth and roared, and the wind and clouds in all directions collapsed. He swallowed the half-saint in one gulp!
"Ah, what?! This is..." Everyone was stunned, and the whole world fell silent.
A red dragon soars and manifests between heaven and earth, as if it can reach heaven and step down to the underworld, making all the nine heavens and ten earths tremble as it tilts up!
His powerful aura was suffocating. His black hair fell down like a waterfall of ink. His eyes were deep and he swallowed the half-saint in one bite. The world was shocked into silence.
"ah……"
The Half-Saint roared, trying to fight it out from the belly of the red dragon. He was frightened, angry, frightened, terrified, and his heart was filled with fear. He opened his mouth and spat out, rushed out with an iron spear, and chopped with all his strength.
At the same time, he expanded his own domain, and the half-holy light rushed up, trying to cut open the Jedi and give birth to them.
However, the reality is cruel. His vision field is tightly restrained and is of no use at all.
Only the iron swords were crisscrossed, trying to penetrate the red dragon's belly, but what was waiting for him was a huge millstone, crushing him.
In the belly of the red dragon, which is where the Wheel Sea is, the Sea of Bitterness merges with the Wheel of Life, turning into a world-grinding disk, crushing every inch of the iron bar into powder.
The semi-sage shouted, with chills all over his body. At this moment, he felt a special source of power. The world-shattering disk fell. He was filled with unwillingness, anger and fear, and his flesh and blood turned into mud.
This semi-holy spirit of the ancient tribe was ferocious and full of fear. No matter how hard he struggled, it had no effect. His soul was extinguished and completely dissipated.
With a soft sound, the strange red dragon standing between heaven and earth also exploded and disappeared completely, leaving the place completely silent.
A semi-saint died like this. He was swallowed in one bite and died an untimely death. Where the gods and demons disappeared, a large piece of blood mist floated, leaving only this.
"Let me see who of you dares to take another step!" Drow shouted with the power of the military formation, wanting to leave a fair battlefield for a few people and not allow these semi-saints of the ancient tribe to participate.
These words stirred under the sky, like thunder roaring, causing pain in both ears, and many people shaking their bodies and almost falling on the spot.
Several of the semi-saints who had made a plan to interfere with the battlefield and rush to the aid of the Heavenly Prince looked extremely sad. At the same time, there were bursts of coldness in their hearts. One of their companions died just like that!
At this moment, they were in a dilemma. They had already made a decision, and many people around them were watching, but the tragic scene made them all terrified.
Taking one step forward could mean death! But staying still would be embarrassing and aggrieved.
Others didn't dare to express their anger. They felt that the mysterious human monk was too strong. He actually suppressed several semi-saints with a roar, and he had the aura to dominate the world.
"Those who cross the thunder pool will die!" Drow raised his gun and shouted. He was at the front of the military formation, gathering infinite fighting spirit and power, and launched a domineering blow to intimidate.
In the end, the faces of the several semi-saints turned pale, and none of them took a step. They were all petrified there, and did not dare to continue to act rashly. For them, staying alive was the most important thing.
The wind started blowing in the wilderness, and people felt a chill in their bodies. No one spoke, and everyone was shocked by the silence.
Especially the few ancient clansmen who whispered not long ago that they could not let Ye Fan survive were even more frightened. At this moment, he clearly felt a pair of eyes sweeping over him, like a knife scraping bones.
Shang Yi looked at the grown-up Zall and couldn't help but nod in praise:
"Yes, Zall is already growing up. If someone provokes Shanglou in the future, we shouldn't need to take action!"
In the field, the battle was still going on. Seeing all this, the Emperor's Taoist heart became even more unstable. He was swept by the monkey with a stick, smashing the golden crown on his head to pieces. The fairy hairpin turned into powder, and his black hair was scattered all of a sudden.
Come down.
He was so furious that he waved the immortal sword, and the sword flashed into the sky, fighting desperately.