As soon as the words fell, thick blood spurted out, covering the Emperor's chariot, and wanted to take it directly for himself regardless of other living beings.
"You, the ancient Murong clan, are too overbearing. The Emperor's chariot is an ownerless thing, and all living beings in our wilderness have the opportunity to obtain it!"
A strong casual cultivator from the wilderness said in a deep voice.
The seventh-level emperor.
"That's right!"
"Why are you, the ancient Murong clan, so domineering!"
"The Heavenly Emperor's chariot was born in our wilderness. It's you people from the outside world who should get out!"
In the wilderness, a casual cultivator said loudly.
The wages of avarice is death.
The casual cultivators in the wilderness are somewhat different from the casual cultivators in other realms. They are a group of real outlaws, ruthless and ruthless.
Sometimes, they can even unite together to form a terrifying force.
As mentioned before, the wilderness is vast and vast, and it is a place in the human world with almost no order at all.
This is a paradise for sin.
What the people living here fear most is not the indigenous forces located in the wilderness, but these ruthless and ruthless cultivators who kill without blinking an eye.
They are people who are used to living alone. They have to fight for the resources they need for their practice with their own lives. They live a life of killing people and stealing goods every day, and licking blood with the tip of a knife.
For resources and treasures, you can even risk your own life!
Therefore, no matter what kind of powerful force the other party is, if they dare to touch the treasure, they will die!
In an instant, the voices of many casual cultivators rang out one after another, shouting insults at Murong Gumei.
However, the indigenous forces in the wilderness remained silent and did not say a word, looking at this group of casual cultivators with eyes full of compassion.
He sarcastically said in his heart: "What a bunch of brainless idiots, I'm afraid they will lose their lives if they have to snatch treasures!"
At the same time, he secretly sighed, thinking that when the ancient Murong clan arrived, the Heavenly Emperor's chariot would probably miss them.
Murong kept sneering, looking down at the many "indignant" casual cultivators, and said coldly: "I don't know what is good or bad."
The next moment, a torrent of blood energy poured out, forming a huge blood eagle that covered the sky and the sun and attacked.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
At this time, his cultivation level was fully revealed, and he was ranked as the fifth-level middle emperor.
boom!
There was a violent roar, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the earth collapsed. In an instant, a large number of casual cultivators died under the blood eagle.
The seventh-level emperor who was the first to speak out was severely injured by a single blow.
How can the fighting power of these ordinary casual cultivators compare with the peerless genius who was reincarnated by the Great Emperor and ranked on the star list.
Killing enemies across borders is a piece of cake!
In this world, only the genius can compete with the genius.
The seventh-level high-ranking emperor was wrapped in thick blood, pulled onto the star warship, and suspended in front of Murong Gumei, his face suddenly became frightened.
Murong Gumei stared at him with a half-smile, and said, "I, the casual cultivators in the wilderness, have heard a little bit about it, but are you really not afraid of death?"
As soon as the words fell, the blood energy surrounding the seventh-level emperor burst out suddenly, swallowing him up and leaving no bones behind.
Boom!
A strong man named Murong stepped forward, and overwhelming power surged out, pouring down, cleaning the casual cultivators below.
In an instant, most of the casual cultivators in the wilderness were killed or injured, and screams kept ringing out.
It causes the hearts of all creatures in the wilderness to beat rapidly and their faces to turn pale.
This is the tyranny of the imperial power!
When heaven and earth were silent, all the casual cultivators under the tomb of the gods died, and no one survived.
There is a saying that goes, if you are barefoot, you will not be afraid of someone wearing shoes, but if you are barefoot, you will be afraid of someone wearing shoes.
But in front of an absolutely powerful person, these words are so pale and ridiculous.
Murong Gumei smiled unscrupulously, her smile was unrestrained and even more arrogant.
There were constant bursts of blood energy that shot straight into the sky and spread across the sky. He said rather disdainfully: "Does anyone else have any opinions?"
As he spoke, his body jumped and turned into a stream of blood and rushed towards the Emperor's chariot.
At this moment, suddenly there was a cold light that seemed to come from outside the sky, and it slashed towards the bloody light!
boom!
Murong Gumei stepped back and stood in the air, blood boiling from his body, looking forward with evil eyes and an angry expression.
In the sky and the earth, there is a blue long sword floating quietly. On top of the long sword stands a fair-skinned and elegant young man, holding a folding fan, with an ethereal and calm temperament, and said with a smile: "Someone was right just now,
This chariot of the Emperor of Heaven is available to everyone."
"Is that right? The Six Desire Demon Emperor of the past is now His Excellency Murong Gumei."
Buzz!
The sky trembled, and the space was suddenly torn apart. A thick dark yellow sword shuttled from a distant place, its sharpness soared into the sky, and tore open the thick blood cloud.
On top of the giant sword, stood three thousand sword cultivators, carrying ancient swords on their backs, with aloof temperament and sharp faces.
Murong Gumei's face slightly condensed, and he said word by word: "Heavenly Domain, Xiaoyao Sword Mountain."
There are numerous flowers in the nine realms, and you can be free with just one sword.
Xiaoyao Sword Mountain is also an imperial power. It was founded by Emperor Xiaoyao in ancient times and is very famous.
And Emperor Xiaoyao was once a powerful man of the same era as him.
Frankly speaking, he was far inferior to Emperor Xiaoyao back then!
"Hahaha."
"Brother Feiyang is absolutely right!"
Another hearty sound suddenly exploded in the sky, like thunder.
In an instant, an endless sea of thunder swept in, and thunder snakes flew.
There is a thunder warship standing majestically above the thunder sea. A heroic young man wearing a thunder pattern robe is standing on the bow of the ship, with his hands behind his back, and he has an outstanding temperament.
A pair of eyes filled with lightning looked down casually and said with a slight smile.
Immediately, countless creatures exploded, exclaiming that another imperial force had arrived.
Heavenly Domain, Thunder Temple!
There were constant strange phenomena in the sky and the ground was shaking violently.
There is an explosion of light and divine power flowing.
Imperial forces also arrived one after another, making Murong Gumei's face look ugly.
The ancient Murong Clan, Xiaoyao Sword Mountain, Thunder Temple, Slayer Academy, the ancient Nangong Family, Tianshen Academy, and...
God Realm, Yuehui God Clan!
The independent goddess stood on a large silver jade rabbit. Her whole body was bathed in the holy moonlight, making it difficult to see her appearance. She was graceful and graceful, wearing a moon white gauze skirt, and a pair of
The crazy long and beautiful legs are looming, cold and noble.
The Moonlight Goddess, the moment she appeared, the entire wilderness fell silent, and the scorching eyes of all living creatures were focused on her, never moving away again.
"Oh, if I can get such a beautiful woman, what else can I ask for?"
Li Feiyang, the peerless genius of Xiaoyao Jianshan, could not help but look away, a wry smile appearing on his fair and handsome face.
Even with his character and determination, he was a little shaken and confused.
Beauty is a disaster, the ancients would not deceive me.
At this moment, countless forces and powerful people truly gathered near the God's Tomb, and there were even many old antiques with unfathomable cultivation and who had lived for endless years hidden in the void.
They climbed out of the coffin at the expense of their remaining lifeblood. They came here to seize the Emperor's chariot for their own family and power, and dominate the entire generation.
However, even though there are countless strong men and creatures gathered here, everyone knows it in their hearts.
I am afraid that only the seven imperial forces that have arrived are truly qualified to compete for the ownership of the Emperor's chariot.
I'm afraid others can only watch.
However, what everyone didn't know was that at this time, at the border of the wilderness, two extremely luxurious carriages were driving slowly.
Next to the carriage, there was a huge golden Suan Ni following closely. On the head of the golden Suan Ni stood a majestic young man wearing a blue dragon robe. His black and gold domineering eyes looked into the distance with a calm expression.
After all the nonsense, the real owner has finally arrived.