The human king who has lost the [King Realm] is no longer invincible, and the imperial art - Phantom is released.
Thousands of figures of Taoist kings appeared in the world. It was difficult to tell whether they were true or false. Each one of them had the same strength as the original figure, but they were still indiscriminately blasted to pieces by the Ziwei Imperial Qi that stirred up the realm of thirty thousand miles.
The King of Humans also suffered heavy injuries in an instant. As a protective magical weapon on his body shattered to block most of the fatal injuries, his whole body was stained with blood and he fell high into the air and hit the foot of the mountain.
Yu Hetu's expression was indifferent, and Ziwei's imperial aura evolved into a divine spear, shining brightly, traveling through the void, and stabbing down.
To reach the sky in one step, unless one party dies in battle or voluntarily admits defeat, life or death will not matter!
The Human King was lying at the foot of the mountain, looking at the divine spear passing by. Even though his body was stained with blood and his eyes were dim, he still did not say the word "admit defeat".
Having been proud and invincible for so many years, his ridiculous self-esteem forced him to be unable to open his mouth, even in the face of death.
Even if the human king looks calm, I will not die.
Because...I come from the ancient city of King Quan!
boom!
The void suddenly tore apart, and three warriors covered in thick armor with only a pair of cold eyes walked out. The terrifying power boiled up, directly destroying the sure-killing Dao Divine Spear.
The Master of Ziwei Palace stood in the main hall of Ziwei, her eyes slightly narrowed.
King Quan City, ancient warrior.
It is rumored that there are a total of 12 ancient warriors in the ancient city of Wang Quan. They have profound cultivation and unparalleled combat power. Among them, the top three ancient warriors all have the cultivation of half-emperors and are extremely powerful.
They are the most loyal guardians of King Quan Ancient City, and their status is extremely high. Only the ancient kings of King Quan City can mobilize them. Unexpectedly, there are actually three ancient warriors guarding the human king.
However, remembering the human king's natural royal body and his identity as the son of the ancient king, Palace Master Ziwei was not so surprised.
The three ancient warriors standing behind the human king are like three unreachable mountains, bringing endless security and confidence to people.
One of the ancient warriors said coldly: "My son's challenge to reach the sky in one step failed. According to the rules of the Taoist palace, our ancient city of royal power has nothing to say."
Yu Hetu stood in the sky, overlooking the three ancient generals, with cold eyes. After hearing the words, he turned around and walked towards Ziwei Dao Palace without saying any nonsense.
The crape myrtle emperor who dominated the world quietly dissipated, and the divine light of the emperor's body was extinguished, but he was still majestic.
The human king stood up, dusted off his robe casually, and looked at the crape myrtle peaks.
Now that someone has successfully cultivated the Imperial Scripture of Ziwei, there is no need for him to climb the sacred tower anymore. Emperor Ziwei once made a will that only one person can inherit the Imperial Scripture in an era.
Moreover, as long as Yu Hetu is there, he will never be unable to obtain the qualification to climb the sacred tower.
The Human King couldn't help but cough twice, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale. If he lost, he would lose, and there was nothing to be discouraged about.
As the most outstanding heir of this generation in the ancient city of royal power, although he is extremely proud, he also possesses a character far beyond that of ordinary people.
A pair of dim peach blossom eyes were still charming, looking at the top of Ziwei Mountain in the distance, and smiled. When they came to Ziwei Taoist Palace again, in addition to climbing the sacred tower, there was another very important thing.
revenge.
In other words, in the name of revenge, he forcibly abducted the woman with the perfect seven-apertured exquisite divine heart.
Behind him, the ancient warrior spoke coldly again, his voice thick and thin with a touch of strength and oppression, resounding through the millions of miles of crape myrtle peaks.
"Last night, someone attacked and killed my eldest son in Wangquan City, and he almost died. Please hand her over to your Ziwei Taoist Palace, and I will leave later."
Ziwei Tiancheng was in a commotion. Some people remembered the battle last night. They remembered that a beautiful woman suddenly launched an attack on the Human King. They couldn't help but look shocked. Didn't expect that woman to be so strong?
Almost killed the Human King?
Incredible! Assault on the Killer King, the ancient city of King Quan may explode this time!
Yu Hetu, who was walking towards Ziwei Dao Palace, paused slightly, then continued walking, shaking his head and laughing.
In the past, it was just the human king who was looking for death, but now I am afraid that the entire ancient city of King Quan is looking for death!
On the Ziwei Ancestral Peak, Murong Qingge stopped talking. He pressed close to the young man who was still watching the chess game, and hugged one of the young man's arms. Although his expression was indignant, he did not dare to be as arrogant as yesterday, with a bitter and pretty face.
He said in an extremely artificial and soft voice:
"It's over, it's over! That bitch has called for revenge on this slave! What should I do? I'm so scared..."
Tears come at every turn, pitiful Chu Chu.
Even though there were three peerless warriors standing at the foot of the mountain, Patriarch Tie Xiao's old and withered face remained calm, and he said slowly to Murong Qingge: "As long as my little friend is in Ziwei Dao Palace, even if the contemporary ancient king of King Quan City comes,
You will never dare to break into my mountain gate."
Although the ancient city of Wang Quan is famous all over the world and its foundational strength is unfathomable, Ziwei Dao Palace is the first martial arts academy in the ancient divine Dao domain. Even if it is just a place of preaching, not everyone can handle it.
Since the death of Emperor Ziwei, even the ancient temple has not dared to go too far in targeting the Ziwei Dao Palace. This shows how terrifying the Ziwei Dao Palace is.
Liu Huai raised his eyelids with a half-smile and glanced at Patriarch Tie Xiao who comforted Murong Qingge. His smile was thought-provoking.
Little did he know that when the showman next to him put away his ridiculous tears and really burst into tears, even the peerless martial emperor would die with hatred.
After two lives, Murong Qingge, who has a perfect seven-orificed exquisite heart, has too many trump cards and weird and unpredictable abilities.
She can kill even three peerless Martial Emperors, but it will bring extremely serious load and damage to herself.
This was something Murong Qingge was not willing to accept easily.
Liu Huai picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He gradually stopped smiling and felt the constant friction of his arms between the two full bodies. The young man finally no longer just focused on the chess game in front of him.
He tilted his head, and his black-gold eyes looked down at the foot of the mountain, majestic and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.
I miss my maid again and again.
ok?
The young man raised his other arm and pointed his knuckled fingers at the human king at the foot of the mountain. He ignored the three ancient warriors and repeated last night's order to the holy woman.