Chapter 463

"Don't talk nonsense. If you can't get a dragon chair higher than me, you can give me the territory of the great sun Dynasty and the fire Dynasty. Dare you!" Wu Huang stares at Ye Hao and says greedily.

The emperor's face changed. They didn't expect that Emperor Wu really dared to say it.

But at the thought of dividing the territory of the two dynasties, it would not cost a soldier, and all the emperors were interested.

"Your daydream is destined to never come true!" Ye Hao suddenly sneered.

Just when they wanted to refute, a dragon chair suddenly appeared in front of them.

The color of the dragon throne is dim, although it looks like it's domineering.

But what we are fighting for now is the level of the Dragon chair. Even if the Dragon chair is no more domineering than the saint level, it will definitely lose.

The emperors looked at Ye Hao's Dragon chair, and there was no sign of any spirit weapon. They all had smiles on their faces.

"Ha ha ha, I think you're pretty funny. This broken chair can match my emperor class dragon chair!" Wu Huang did not care, but laughed,

"Give it to me!" Ye Hao didn't pay any attention. He threw the dragon throne to Emperor Wu!

"What do you want to do? If you lose, you can't go back!" Wu Huang looked at the dragon throne flying to him and immediately hid to one side. He was dissatisfied.

People are also puzzled to see Ye Hao.

Is it really like Wu Huang said, Ye Hao this is lost anxious eyes, broken pot broken!

"What do you mean?" Wu Huang hides to one side, stares at Ye Hao tightly, full face angry airway.

"Bang!"

The dragon throne slammed into Emperor Wu's Dragon chair.

"How could that be?"

Wu Huang was also attracted by the impact sound, but he was completely shocked by the scene.

The heavenly dragon throne is perfect, standing on its own imperial dragon chair.

And his beloved emperor class dragon chair, has become a pile of scrap metal!

"What kind of magic did you use? How could my throne become like this?" Wu Huang's eyes were dull at first, and then he pretended to be crazy.

This is the pressure of his empire, spent years of hard work.

There are also countless natural resources and local treasures, which make it an imperial throne.

This throne of the emperor class absolutely occupied a very big position in his heart and was regarded as his flesh!

This just was taken out by oneself to pretend to force not a short while, turned into scrap metal unexpectedly, let him how can accept.

If it were not for the silence of fire, he would have rushed up and gone all out with Ye Hao!

The rest of the emperors, looking at this scene, felt like waves in their hearts!

When the two dragon chairs collide, Wu Huang's Dragon chair turns into scrap metal, while Ye Hao's Dragon chair has nothing to do with it.

There is only one possibility, that is, Ye Hao's Dragon chair is better than Wu Huang's.

But is it possible?

The emperor's Dragon chair is better than the emperor's, it can only be the saint's.

But looking at the dragon throne, which is full of domineering spirit but has no spirit, no one wants to believe that it is a saint level throne.

But the fact in front of them, let them have to believe!

"Don't worry, Emperor Wu!" Looking at Wu Huang's dejected appearance, song Huang couldn't help caring.

"No, I don't believe that this broken dragon chair can be more powerful than my emperor class dragon chair!" Emperor Wu's impatience defeated the evil way.

Obviously, the imperial dragon chair became scrap iron, which made him unable to accept for a moment: "it must be this boy who did something!"

"This..." everyone had nothing to say for a moment.

"Please get up, your dragon chair belongs to me!" Ye Hao said with a smile.

People's faces changed, obviously don't want to give their dragon chair to Ye Hao for nothing.

The Dragon chair, which represents one's own identity, can't be given away for nothing.

Among them, the most reluctant is Zhou Huang.

Because of his dragon chair, it's also emperor class.

In the Zhou Dynasty, it has been handed down for generations.

If you lose to Ye Hao at the moment, you will lose face.

"The young master has something to say. We can discuss about it." Zhou Huang said with an embarrassed smile.

"Is it not the famous emperor of Zhou who wants to go back?" Fire silence station came to open a way.

"Please give me the Dragon chair." These people, even dare to try to get their own territory, Ye Hao naturally can't easily bypass them.

"Hum, although my dragon chair was destroyed, who knows what magic you used. It can't prove that your dragon chair level is better than ours!"

"Yes, Emperor Wu is right!"

"What Wu Huang said is reasonable. Your dragon chair looks ordinary. How can it surpass the imperial dragon chair?"

Hearing Wu Huang's words, people didn't want to lose the Dragon chair and began to say.

"I don't think that's the end of the matter." As a good man, Zhou Huang said with a smile on his face.

Because he didn't know what would happen if he went on like this.

Because he can't afford to gamble, he must not lose his dragon chair.

If we talk about it now, we can at least keep our dragon chair!

"No, I can't let my dragon chair be destroyed so unknowingly!" Wu Huang roared loudly.

Zhou Huang frowned slightly, looking at Wu Huang's eyes, flashed a trace of dissatisfaction!

"Well, I'll let you lose one!"

"Ding Dong, do you want to unlock the seal of the dragon throne?"

"Yes

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, the commonplace dragon throne suddenly burst into a dazzling colorful light!

"Roar"

In the sky above the throne of the Heavenly Dragon, there is a virtual shadow of a colorful dragon, which looks down on everyone.

Just now, the bland dragon throne is quite different from the dazzling dragon throne!

The emperors felt at the moment that they could hardly open their eyes!

"Kneel down to the emperor!" I do not know when, Ye Hao has achieved the dragon throne above, voice dignified way.

"Poop

"Poop

"Poop

All the emperors, with dull eyes, seemed unable to control their bodies, knelt down at Ye Hao's feet!

But at this time, the emperor of Zhou stood in the same place, sweating. If you look carefully, you can find that at this moment, the emperor of Zhou's legs have begun to bend.

"How... Possible!" Looking at Ye Hao on the throne of the dragon, the emperor of Zhou raised the idea of submission from his heart.

But he still resisted this feeling with his own will.

"No, I must not kneel down to him!" Zhou Huang is biting his teeth. He can't help lifting all his strength. He tries to stand up straight in his knees!

"It seems that my level is still a little low!" Looking at Zhou Huang who can still persist, Ye Hao thought in his heart.

But he will never give up easily, can't help but drink again: "kneel down!"

"Roar!" The colorful dragon on the throne of the Dragon suddenly roared and rushed to the emperor of Zhou.

"Ah Zhou Huang looked at the empty shadow of the colorful dragon, his face changed greatly, and his body trembled even more.