Chapter six hundred and thirty fifth emperor posture
Chapter 635: Emperor’s Posture
The golden ancient chariot rumbled in, with knife marks and sword holes on it, just like an ancient imperial chariot traveling. There was a frightening force, with dragons and phoenixes rising around it, chanting for nine days, and light reaching into the sky.
Jiang Huairen was so angry that the golden ancient chariot rushed past him, knocking him to pieces and almost crushing his head.
Even that little monster didn't take him to heart at all. He stood in the car, looked down at him, and said those words in a domineering manner.
"I'll wait for you inside!" These were Wang Chong's last words. The golden ancient chariot was so fast that it disappeared in a flash.
In the distance, on another road, Ye Fan's eyes were flickering and he said to himself: "Martial Arts Eyes!"
Wang Teng cultivated the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, which is more terrifying than his Yuantian Divine Eye. It can see through all illusions and the reality of the Jedi.
The most terrifying thing is that during the war, the Heavenly Eye can catch all the flaws, which is the most terrifying. Even after some Heavenly Eyes are perfected, other people's movements are as slow as a snail in their eyes, as if they are still.
"That man is very powerful, but my brother said that he is not the best in the world." Little Moon of the Ji family followed up, with flying black hair, lively eyes, and cheeks like mutton-fat jade. Together, they looked very playful and soft.
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All the disciples and hundreds of sects came, and a large number of masters came in. Master Xunlong had a unique vision, and the route he chose coincided with the eight paths of survival determined by Ye Fan.
"The Emperor is here."
Outside, there was a commotion, and many people started talking. A man with disheveled hair walked very slowly, like a mountain, and entered the fairyland step by step along a path of survival.
Nine thousand years ago, he was already the emperor of the generation, and now even the leaders of the various religions are frightened when they see him. Although he is only twenty years old, his cultivation is there and he stands out from all the heroes.
"Little Ye Zi, can we go in like this? Will Wang Teng cause trouble for you?" Ji Ziyue whispered.
"It doesn't matter, our brothers are not allowed to run wild in this place." Ye Fan didn't care.
"The Holy Son of Yaoguang is here too." Little Moon of the Ji family pointed to the other side and whispered: "My brother said that the Holy Son of Yaoguang is far more powerful than the world thinks."
On the road to life, the Holy Lord of Shaking Light was wearing graceful sleeves, and behind him followed a man, bathed in divine radiance, like the Son of the Sun God.
In addition, Yao Xi also followed, wearing a long dress that swept the floor, graceful and beautiful, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, walking gracefully.
Ye Fan's heart moved and he said: "It seems that Holy Son Yaoguang can take charge of his own business, otherwise Holy Lord Yaoguang would not dare to bring him to such a place."
All the people from the four immortal dynasties also entered, and a few princes were particularly eye-catching, following behind their fathers.
When the old monks from the Western Desert walked in, the masters from the Nanling Mountains also arrived. There were not only human war lords but also several demon lords. There have been many demons in Lingnan since ancient times.
"A fight between dragons and tigers is inevitable."
Almost everyone from the five major regions came, and the birthplace of the Qing Emperor was truly extraordinary. It attracted the hearts of many people this time.
"It was deduced by the divine fortune teller, otherwise there would never have been so many people looking for it." Ji Ziyue revealed such a secret.
"It's this divine fortune teller again, what is his origin?" Ye Fan was suspicious. Two years ago, the divine fortune teller's disciple helped the Yin Yang Sect to calculate his location. If he hadn't used his magic whip again, he would have been hunted down.
At this time, they entered the central area of the Immortal Land. In the open space between the Immortal Transformation Pond and the ancient cave, many people came in shadows.
However, no one dared to act rashly, because this place may become more dangerous the closer you get. They were all waiting for the Xunlong Earth Master and Ouyang Ye from the Eastern Wasteland to come to a conclusion.
When he came here, Ye Fan was extremely relaxed. He had been studying here for more than a month. He knew more about it than several Xunlong Earth Masters and other strange people, and he had already understood everything.
"You guys really dare to come in. If you fall into the dragon cave and die unexpectedly, you can't blame others." Wang Chong glanced at Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian, Pang Bo and the others, and sneered.
They did not stand together and were in different directions, but they stopped at this time and did not rush towards the dragon's lair and the fairy pond. Because Ye Fan saw something was wrong and told them not to act rashly.
"This kid is so arrogant, I really want to slap him twice." Li Heishui cursed, and they slowly gathered together.
"The main reason is that his brother is too powerful, and those older people don't dare to provoke him easily. His future achievements are limitless." Liu Kou sighed.
"Damn it, I'm just waiting for Xiao Yezi's holy body to be completed. I'll beat them to death in the future. This eleven-year-old boy really deserves to be strangled to death." Jiang Huairen's hair was disheveled.
"What, you guys are still not convinced?" Wang Chong sneered aggressively, standing on the golden chariot and looking down at them.
At this time, Wang Teng was no longer nearby, but he was walking side by side with the leaders, talking about something. He indeed had such qualifications.
"Why are you so arrogant? If your brother wasn't here, many people would dare to kill you with just one finger." Someone transmitted the message, left and right, and I didn't know who it was.
Pangbo knew that something was wrong and someone was trying to make a fuss, so he put the blame on them and wanted them to fight fiercely.
"Who is it?" Wang Chong was not a big man, but he was very aggressive. He glanced around and finally focused on Jiang Huairen and the others.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering collision in the distance, and the two top figures actually made a move, sending many people flying in the ripples.
Many people fell into the dangerous area and were turned into pus and blood by the "sky chasm" and ceased to exist. Not even their hair was left.
Northern Emperor Wang Teng and Zhonghuang took action. No one expected that these two people would clash in this place. With one blow, many cult leaders changed their colors.
"How come the two of them are facing each other?"
Everyone was extremely surprised, especially those who knew something about Qishi Mansion. They were even more surprised. Beidi has been in seclusion for more than two years. Some people said that he was practicing a strange skill and had never had any conflict with the Emperor.
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However, people knew that there would be a battle between the two, which was unavoidable. Beidi must be restraining himself and did not want to fight prematurely with Xiang Yufei, who was famous all over the world nine thousand years ago.
"Beidi came forward just now and seemed to say something. The Emperor refused, and for some reason the two of them suddenly took action."
Not far away, a leader-level figure said this. He only saw a rough idea and didn't know why the two dragon-phoenix-level figures were in conflict.
In this world, dragons and phoenixes roared. Wang Teng's whole body was shrouded in divine light, and the light surged, submerging this area. Every time he made a move, dragons and phoenixes rose up together, singing harmoniously above his head, setting him off.
It's like the Emperor of Heaven descending into the world.
No one present was unmoved, especially the leaders of the various factions. They were the rulers of the world today, with overwhelming power and combat power. At this time, there was a strong pressure in their hearts.
The Emperor's black hair is disheveled, and he has a majestic appearance. He punches and moves, opening and closing. He does not have the divine light to soar into the sky, but he has the power to turn decay into magic.
Every time the two people fight, great turmoil occurs in all directions. Many people are unable to stand at all and are swept up to the sky. Even if they take half a step, they can only retreat.
If this place wasn't special and eternal, the infinite mountains would have turned into dust long ago. Their power is so powerful that they can collapse mountains with just a single pointing.
"The posture of the Emperor of Heaven, the power of the Holy Emperor!"
People were amazed that these two people were so powerful. It was rare in ancient times that they could achieve such an achievement at such a young age, overpowering the older generation of leader-level figures.
Every time Wang Teng takes action, real dragons, divine phoenixes, white tigers, and Xuanwu will appear around him, and divine light will spurt out, resonating with the nine heavens, and the sky will be filled with brilliance.
Nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine-headed white tigers, and nine basalts guarded the four directions, forming the four images of heaven and earth. The golden light surrounded him in the center, just like the emperor descending to earth.
The Zhonghuang is also very extraordinary, like the resurrection of the ancient Holy Emperor, who is extremely majestic, raises his hands and feet, and is extremely majestic. The moves he performs are neutral and peaceful, but have the power to refine the heaven and earth.
There is no brilliance around him, but he seems to be pushing the stars in the sky, giving people a feeling of being unable to compete, as if the great emperor of the human race has come across the ages.
"My brother will definitely win. Among the younger generation, he is truly the number one in the world!" Wang Chong clenched his fists.
In fact, the leaders of all parties have a headache. Who dares to say that he can win against Wang Teng? How many people in this age group have achieved such achievements since ancient times?
Jiang Huairen was very unhappy. He was almost hit on the head by the golden ancient chariot just now. The wooden hairpin fell off and his hair was scattered. He said coldly: "I hope the emperor will kill him."
Although he lowered his voice, Wang Chong's ears were very good and he caught the subtle words. He turned around and said: "You are looking for death!"
"Little brat, you are too arrogant!" Wu Zhongtian and others exploded. They are all descendants of big bandits. They always do whatever they want, and they have never been humiliated like this.
"Are you guys looking for death? I'll help you!" Wang Chong jumped off the golden chariot and forced him over. Behind him were two ancient beings following him. One looked like he was covered with golden scales, and the other looked like he was made of silver.
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Although Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian, and Li Heishui were angry, they had to admit that Wang Chong was very powerful. He was worthy of being Wang Teng's younger brother. He was less than twelve years old, but he was already a strong man in the eighth transformation of the dragon. He was the leader of Qishi Mansion.
The smallest monster.
"You damn bandits, I heard that you are old friends with that Ye Fan, I have wanted to deal with you for a long time!" Wang Chong sneered, two ancient creatures followed him, he was not afraid of suffering at all.
Pang Bo came over and muttered: "Little brat, do you think I have transformed into your brother? You are not qualified to say such things now."
"Am I not qualified? I will trample you all under my feet and throw you into a dragon cave to feed the human-shaped red-haired monster!" Wang Chong was not a big man, but his words were very aggressive. He stood on a piece of bluestone and looked down at a few people and said: "I
The person I met in Qincheng must be Ye Zhetian, let him get out, I will kill him this time."
He signaled to the two ancient creatures to get ready for battle. He glanced around, trying to catch Ye Fan out.
In the distance, the battle between Wang Teng and Zhonghuang attracted the attention of most people, but many people noticed the strange movement here.
"You are not a big man, but your tone is not small, and you are so crazy." A voice came, and then the void shook violently. A big foot, which was about ten feet long, was submerged in the golden light and stepped down from high in the sky.
"Bang"
Smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the earth shook violently. Wang Chong screamed, but he couldn't escape at all, and was stepped on by the big golden foot.
Ye Fan sneered. He just used a magical power and stood there like a golden god of war, majestic and tall, ten feet tall.
Everyone was shocked. Wang Teng was not far away, but now someone dared to take action like this and trampled his brother on the ground.
"Ye Fan..." Wang Chong shouted. He couldn't believe that his elder brother was here, but Ye Fan really stood up and stepped on him on the ground.
"It's Ye Fan, the monster of the Eastern Wasteland who has disappeared for more than two years!" Many people were surprised.
Many people from the younger generation, including Holy Son Yaoguang, Yao Xi, Prince Daxia, Saint Maiden Yaochi, Princess Yueling, the second most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou, also came here, and they all came to look at it.
Many leader-level figures were also surprised. Beidi was not far away, but Ye Fan dared to do this, which was beyond everyone's expectations.