Chapter 89 88. Chen Xingshan
The sky and the earth are dark, and everything is silent.
There was a star-like glow lighting up the mountain, and the unparalleled spiritual agitation almost formed a sea.
The three emperors were instantly suppressed by this mountain.
Unspeakable pressure fell from the sky, crushing the emperor's back!
Four slow-moving white jade arms formed a seal, trying to calm down the rising mountain. This was the most violent outburst. The jade hand seal of creation, which had always been invincible in the past, could not completely suppress the shaking sacred mountain. Instead, the stars glowed brighter and brighter, as if thousands of suns were rising together in the dark and silent night.
The faces of the three emperors turned pale.
This sacred mountain is bursting with the spirit given by the ancient mountain range. At this time, it has the same power as the mountains.
The vast ocean of spiritual power rolled up thousands of meters of waves. The collision of the two forces instantly flattened the surrounding vegetation and mountains. The emperor held up his domain and maintained his own stability in this huge wind and wave.
"It's only been three days, what's going on?" The emperor, dressed in white, offered a blue orb and roared.
The orb is crystal clear, like a full moon hanging over his head. The white light cast by the orb enveloped him, and the divine patterns carved in the seal echoed the realm of the Imperial Dao. The surging and terrifying spiritual storm was isolated by the dancing moonlight.
Three days later, this time it was much scarier than last time.
Ever since they found this sacred mountain and the four jade hands that connected the sky dropped, they had never encountered such a dangerous thing. There were occasional riots in the sacred mountain, but they were quickly calmed down by the jade hands of good fortune.
"Something has stepped into this area, the timing is too good!" Wu Chonghuang yelled, she held a Changge and used the method of body protection. The Imperial Domain was condensed into a small circle with her as the center, and the domain was compressed to the extreme, becoming a barrier against all things.
The majestic spiritual storm is a natural disaster, tearing apart everything. It is simply a fantasy to let the spirit carry the news and transmit it. That little spirit will be lost in the storm without even taking a breath. Therefore, the emperors could only communicate by shouting, which made them feel a little uncomfortable, as if they were back in the past when they were weak.
I haven't felt this helpless for a long, long time.
Ever since they stepped into the Extreme Palace Realm and became emperors, the world has changed in their eyes. The emperors can just sit there and use the imperial realm to overwhelm the minds of low-level creatures. The so-called natural disasters are just bigger toys in the eyes of the emperor, and they can swing them at will.
But now...
Or after they returned to Kyushu, this feeling began to change.
The world is vast, and the emperor is just a bigger insect.
"Everyone! The Jade Hand of Good Fortune!" The remaining emperor's eyes widened in disbelief.
There were cracks on the four arms, making cracking sounds. Cracks spread from the palm of the hand, and the jade-like arms were like a glacier reaching a dead end, and the clicking sound was a song composing despair.
The power of the gods is like a prison, and the stars on the stone wall on the mountain are flowing, trying to break through the mountain wall and truly appear in the world!
"Boom——!" One of the four white jade arms couldn't hold on and completely collapsed.
The eyes of the emperors were filled with falling snow and ice crystals.
Wu Chonghuang concentrated his attention and felt something in the white sky. He placed Chang Ge across his chest.
The black shadow flashed past, especially eye-catching in the vast white.
A sharp blade tore open the realm of the Imperial Dao and hit Chang Ge, sending sparks flying everywhere.
Wu Chonghuang raised his eyes and saw bright yellow vertical pupils on the other side of the sparks.
"It's you, little snake." She sneered.
Chang Ge waved his hand in a circle, the edge dropped, and the black shadow flew away. The gap between the two is too obvious, and a creature in the Yangshen realm cannot withstand her move. In the realm of the Imperial Dao, she is not afraid of how many such creatures come.
"I thought you died in some corner, but I didn't expect you were still alive." Emperor Wu Chong held the Changge, and her magic clung to the Changge, and the aura of the emperor filled the air.
Do you think you can attack and kill the emperor by running wild on this mountain?
Whimsical.
The high bundle of hair was flying, the mountain and the hands in the center of the storm were still fighting, while Wu Chonghuang looked down at the house with only lamentation in his eyes. "It's not easy to save a life in the hands of this emperor, but you have to come back to die. Or is it for your tribe? Oh, it really looks like this from your expression. You are a rare and powerful creature, and sooner or later you will abandon those so-called tribesmen. Why should you care about this? I help you eradicate your tribe and let you walk around the world without worries. Shouldn't you be grateful to me?" the emperor sneered.
She seemed to be really sad that this creature came back to die, but her tone was full of contempt. She was not sad, but laughing at the stupidity of this creature.
The creature with a body and a snake's tail didn't respond, so she raised the blade in her hand.
The blade is covered with fine serrations and presents a magnificent dark golden color. It may be more accurately described as a work of art than a blade.
Wu Chonghuang frowned.
She sensed danger on this sharp blade. This is a terrifying murder weapon, and it is even stained with the emperor's aura that has not been completely removed. It is obvious that this sharp blade once thirsted for the emperor's blood.
"You are not qualified to kill the Tin Emperor. It seems that the king is here." She released her spiritual thoughts.
"I'm not qualified to kill the Xi Emperor, but it's enough to kill you." She said coldly.
“What a shame!”
Emperor Wu Chong laughed angrily, "Do you know why the emperor is the emperor? Since you have come to kill me and still have any luck, I will give up on you! What about Yu's men beside this sacred mountain? It's easy to kill you!"
The snow and ice crystals flying in the surrounding space were reflected back, and a terrifying consciousness pushed the spiritual energy storm out of this area.
This emperor was really angry. No longer taking into account the harsh environment for the emperor, nor the consumption. The Imperial Dao realm spreads rapidly, and the laws engraved in the realm are crazily intertwined, constructed, and ascending. First the stone pillars, then the bricks and tiles, the magnificent hall rose out of thin air, and the magical light shone in all directions behind the hall!
This was not only the first time that She had seen the real realm of the imperial realm, but also the first time that Zhu and Li Xi'an had witnessed it.
The emperor he encountered before was a fake emperor at best. The only old emperor with strength was shattered by Li Xian's face, and his Taoist heart was shattered, and he was unable to display his great power.
"This is the attitude that an emperor should have." Li Xi'an said.
Mole also nodded.
If the emperor really only has such a few tricks, they should be disappointed and take the other party too seriously.
The ocean where spiritual energy gathered covered the sky. It seemed that they were not deep in the mountains, but in the sea. The ocean of spiritual energy roars and waves, and the game between Shenshan and Jade Hands has the upper hand, so it protects them from being involved in the storm.
Otherwise, the natural disasters that the emperor would be unable to withstand would be nothing to a monster like Li Xi'an, but Ke She obviously does not have such a physique.
In the vast white sky, it seems that it is no longer night.
The sacred mountain seems to have the upper hand, and the mighty power of heaven and earth is added to it, breaking into pieces and catching the heaven's jade hand. But Li Xi'an and Zhu knew that the mountain's explosive power was consuming the accumulation given to it by the ancient mountains. Once the accumulation is exhausted, it will lose its spirituality.
The red dragon shape retreated into the darkness.
Li Xi'an originally planned to take action directly, taking advantage of his unpreparedness to severely injure the emperor who had revealed his imperial realm, but was stopped by Zhu. He shook his head and said that it would be better to leave it to him.
She will do what she says, no matter what method she uses.
This is the final crown for this king who has lost his people.
The huge body is winding, and the ferocious head is hung low. Li Xian locked his eyes on the emperor with the orb hanging on his head. The golden candle is burning, and the iron scales are fastened layer by layer from top to bottom.
The emperor is just a bigger prey.
A little late
＞︿＜
But there are no exams for the time being, which is gratifying
(End of chapter)