Chapter 90 89. Deer King
"What is that?" The emperor with the orb hanging on his head looked up and sounded surprised.
In the ocean formed by the gathering of spiritual energy, there is a giant creature swimming. His whole body was covered with red scales, his skull grew from ancient trees, his sinuous body stirred up the ocean of spiritual energy, and thousands of meters of waves rolled with his low roar!
"Dragon!"
When the creature cast its gaze at him, the emperor clenched his fists, horrified in his heart.
Isn't the king of this ancient mountain range an insect wearing thick golden armor? How could such a terrifying dragon suddenly appear? Under those golden eyes, he actually felt the pressure, feeling the pressure on the creatures who had not yet become emperors. Could it be another prototype of the ten categories of Zhoutian? The emperor was so puzzled that he almost wanted to vomit blood. In an ancient mountain range, he encountered a being who could go against the emperor's way. He was called the ten kinds of beings in Zhoutian. He was already defying the heavens, but there was still one?
He glanced at the three white jade arms that circled the sacred mountain.
drag!
When the jade hand is dragged to exhaust the sacred mountain, it will be the day when all the creatures in this mountain range will be destroyed!
What about the ten categories of the week?
Without growing up, the ten types of Zhoutian can go against the will of heaven. To Shinichi, he still raises his hand to annihilate the humble existence!
The red dragon cruises down from the sea of high heaven, carrying endless rain. Blessed by the ocean of spiritual power, his spirit circulated freely, his blood boiled, and a muffled sound of thunder echoed along the huge dragon's body. When this ocean dries up, when his spirit is exhausted.
What Li Xi'an brought was not a drizzle, but a heavy rain that enveloped his spirit and will!
This is his domain.
Even if they have never entered the Extreme Palace, this kind of creature still has a natural domain. When he was still in Taihang, he could rain heavily at will. Now heavy rains have flooded large areas of land, and wherever the rain reaches, they are his hunting grounds!
The emperor sealed his secrets and growled.
The orb burst into glowing light, and the shadow of an ancient and powerful creature could be vaguely seen stretching its body inside the orb.
It is the same path as Li Xi'an's Heaven-carrying Cauldron, using the object to carry some kind of terrifying and powerful creature to assist him in his battle. There is too much difference in means. This kind of creature is not a living being. At best, it is just some kind of residual soul or engraved projection. Its combat power may not be even close to that of the original creature.
The orb opened up a pure land in the rainstorm. The emperor looked solemn and chanted ancient scriptures, awakening the powerful creatures sleeping in the orb.
"Jiaolong, no matter how powerful you are, you will still be drowned by this emperor's slave spirit!" He raised his arms, the orb hanging between his open hands, and the burst of light briefly cleared the rainstorm.
"Vicious creatures, wake up!"
The words of the previous era were quietly engraved in the world. Something powerful crawled out of the orb. There were more than one. They raised their heads, roared, and looked at the strange world. Heavy rain poured on them, and they were instantly evaporated by the faint green fire. clean.
There are giant apes with slender arms, divine tigers with wings on their backs, and big snakes with one horn. Their bodies were as huge as mountains, and even if they were illusory, the ancient and wild atmosphere filled this area. Obviously, the owners of these spirits were all extremely terrifying existences during their lifetimes. They might have lost their lifespan at the end of their lives, or they might have been hunted by more powerful beings. Their remaining spirits fell into the hands of this emperor and were enslaved by him.
The emperor looks around, with his orb hanging high.
Each of these residual spirits is only a few points weaker than himself, enough to fight or even suppress ordinary emperors.
The red dragon is powerful, but the emperor's methods are never something that a creature in the Touyang God Realm can get involved in!
Li Xi'an fell straight down, his body made of blood jade piercing the rain curtain like a sword. The three remnant spirits noticed him and roared, wanting to kill the dragon.
"It seems that you are nothing in the eyes of that master." The red dragon whispered, hovering, and the golden candle bloomed.
The red copper bone face twisted into a sneering human face in the rain, facing the emperor under the orb. He actually ignored the three terrifying residual spirits coming towards him. The emperor frowned, that copper bone face was too weird, and he secretly felt that something was wrong.
"What do you mean?"
"You don't know me." "If you knew it, how could you dare to control spiritual creatures in front of me?"
The emperor was stunned for a moment, and just when he was getting angry and ready to yell, what happened next made the blood all over his body seemed to solidify, and gradually became cold. The words he was about to yell got stuck in his throat and he swallowed it.
The dark green seal script falls down and blooms like an aurora in the sky.
The original words were recited, and a large bronze cauldron appeared above the ferocious dragon's head, covered with gauze. And the image is running around and manifesting life. The dark green deer stood at the mouth of the tripod. No, this was not a young deer. This was clearly a king deer! The Green Deer King looked down at the spiritual beings who had lost their will and magical powers, leaving only empty shells and remnants of their souls.
Tread lightly.
Layers of dark blue ripples spread, and the huge and illusory figure of the remnant spirit began to sway, like a dying candle.
The emperor was just about to use the orb to take back the slave souls, but as soon as the mental tug came down, a wave of heat suddenly set off on his back, rolling up fine golden sparks. The emperor lost color, because only the bronze giant was surrounded by the three remaining spirits. The cauldron was broken, and the red dragon disappeared.
"Boom——!" There is no need to think about it anymore, the imperial realm is revealed instantly.
The divine pattern is constructed and the towering temple takes shape!
But the arrival of the Imperial Realm was blocked. The heavy raindrops were another unparalleled realm, forcing him to reveal the Imperial Realm and force him back into a small space. The palace he built melted under the wash of the heavy rain. This is not over yet, a similar domain has descended in other places, mixed in the heavy rain, and locked all the space near the sacred mountain!
Their imperial realm is fragile in front of this kind of method!
Yufa!
He is the king of this mountain range! Sure enough he came! The emperor tilted his head. His friend on this trip was in that direction. He could not benefit from his opponent, the emperor, who had such a method!
"Where are you looking?" The voice was like muffled thunder, penetrating the emperor's internal organs.
not good! He realized that he didn't have the energy to worry about his friend during this trip. This dragon was no less terrifying than that king. Even the other party's magic could completely suppress him. To him, this dragon was compared to the king of a hundred thousand mountains. Even harder to deal with!
As the sun shines, the emperor realizes his mistake, but it's too late.
Xijian reacts faster than him!
A burst of dazzling light suddenly erupted in the heavy rain, more dazzling than the stars, killing all the demons and monsters in the world!
"Crack..." There was a shattering sound, and the Xijian struck the orb. The moment it came into contact, cracks appeared in the round orb, and a human figure was wailing in the orb.
This is the natal weapon of the emperor.
It is impossible for him to be shattered even if he is in the same realm and against an enemy. Otherwise, why would he have been able to stand in the extreme palace realm for thousands of years? But a crack appeared under that simple sword blow, and he was injured, his face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He waved his sleeves to use other weapons to repel the red dragon, at least to save his own weapon!
The maple leaf forest in late autumn confused the emperor's vision. How could late autumn maple leaves appear in the storm? The emperor rolled up his sleeves, and the next scene made his eyes split open. He saw a white and slender hand resting on the hilt of the sword. The figure in mysterious clothes was as graceful as a giant, with long hair flowing freely in the heavy rain. Like splashed ink on rice paper.
The young man smiled broadly and looked at the emperor, a lotus flower slowly spinning in his eyes.
"No!" The emperor went crazy.
This moment is like the dawn breaking through the night.
Let’s go have dinner, there’s another chapter before twelve o’clock
(End of chapter)