Chapter 1730

The chaotic energy is constantly filled from all sides and vast. Those ancient airflow, with vast fluctuations, penetrates into every inch of space. If you want to treat the humble people, I'm afraid you will be controlled by this energy in an instant and tear it quickly.

"Crackle..."

The energy of terror is constantly gathering, and the gathered power has produced a vast threat, swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth, which makes the prince's face constantly change.

The throne of the great emperor, with the constant call of the Dragon Prince, did not respond at all, as if it were dead silent. It crackled on it like this, but it did not change at all.

At this moment, the Dragon Prince's face completely changed.

In the depths of chaos, this drop of blood is twisting like a python, and the power seems to be growing.

"How is this possible? How is this possible? The Arctic emperor has fallen, which has long been a foregone conclusion in the royal family's records. Why? Why does the emperor feel that the Arctic emperor is not dead yet?"

The Dragon Prince's mouth roared in a low voice, as if a dying Warcraft was struggling, roaring, roaring!

There was an ominous feeling in his heart that the fall of the Arctic emperor was very strange. It was even rumored that the Arctic emperor had not actually fallen, but was hidden.

But why did he hide? At the beginning, the momentum rushed into the sky and waved to cut off countless dimensional star domains. In the end, why did it fall? Heaven and earth can't live his magic power.

Emperor blood!

This is the blood of the Arctic emperor!

The Dragon Prince is more and more sure of his idea.

"Does it mean that the Arctic emperor wants to compete with me for the throne?!"

A terrible idea appeared in the heart of the Dragon Prince. Although it was only a drop of imperial blood, it began to sound an alarm in the heart of the Dragon Prince!

The red blood is still writhing, but at this time, the momentum has reached a substantive posture, endless energy began to rise one after another, and the huge waves are enough to form a countercurrent and turn into the most terrible vortex.

"Damn it!"

The Dragon Prince finally pressed his doubts and shouted:

"Give it to me - broken!"

Behind it was a vision of an emperor.

He waved his fist and was haunted by the power of the stars. Every move seemed to be filled with an endless torrent. The huge waves even made the world begin to boil.

The more terrible energy flowed, and a clearly visible universe slowly gathered in it, as if it were essence.

"Roar"

The emperor dragons roared. These emperor dragons, with endless powerful gestures, seemed like a real dragon coming. At this moment, the world began to boil.

"Boom"

A blow came out, and the wave broke tens of thousands of meters of space, leaving a clearly visible black crack.

"Buzz"

The great throne seemed to feel the energy of the Dragon Prince and suddenly released a light. The light began to fly away, and then a huge divine axe was strangely released from the center of the great throne.

This divine axe, huge and unparalleled, looks like a hundred meters and kilometers. When it is waved, it can shake the sky enough, quickly, suddenly set off a terrible energy, quickly burst into the power of the Dragon Prince's fist, and fiercely cut and hang!

"The artifact of the Arctic emperor, this is the legendary weapon of the Arctic emperor, Qiyao divine axe!"

Someone shouted in horror.

On the divine axe, the dense runes look like stars. Each one flashes the most powerful breath. In the huff and puff, you can outline the most mysterious power between heaven and earth. The sharp Qi generated by waving it makes the Dragon Prince feel his shortness of breath in an instant.

Even now, his strength has entered the eternal realm of Dacheng, but he is isolated from each other. The distance of nearly ten miles makes him feel a threat of death.

"Boom"

The terrible imperial dragon power generated by that punch was directly chopped by the other party's divine axe and became countless nothingness.

"Hum..."

On the fist, a terrible crack began to form rapidly. It can be clearly seen that the energy is seeping out from the crack, and the blood is flowing, but it can not hide the madness and horror in the heart of the Dragon Prince.

His strength is the eternal realm of Dacheng, but he can't even resist a divine axe of the Arctic emperor. How terrible is the Arctic emperor.

"Qiang!"

The divine axe danced again, setting off bursts of earth shaking power.

"Hiss"

A waning moon burst out quickly.

"Ah..."

"No!"

The faces of the strong changed wildly. The energy like the waning moon seemed sharp. In fact, the most terrible thing was the other party's violence. The violent energy began to rage. It was like a raging tide. It unfolded rapidly. The violent energy completely tore the body of this pedestrian into nothingness‘

"Hiss, hiss..."

Ye Fantian's eyes flashed with a trace of divine awn, and the eye of the era flashed out quickly. He saw it very clearly. He could clearly see that on this so-called Qiyao divine axe, there was a great deal of throughput, which quickly swallowed the mysterious soul of the fallen strong around.

"This guy... Is it really the so-called Arctic emperor?"

Ye Fantian's heart secretly had a touch of vigilance. This time, among the people who appeared here, not only the strong ones of the dark Wudao alliance, but also the Arctic emperor came to get a kick.

What was left of the tomb of the Immortal Dragon Emperor?

It is an unknown mystery for anyone not to destroy the Dragon Emperor. Why did his son, the Arctic emperor, who is also the heir, appear here? From this attitude, even his weapons were lost to the throne of the great emperor. It is obvious that even if the Arctic emperor is immortal, it may be almost the same.

But why does the Immortal Dragon Emperor treat his own son like this?

Ye Fantian couldn't figure this out, and not only he, but also the Dragon Prince. However, now he doesn't have this idea to continue to think. The Dragon Prince is crazy at this time.

"Damn bastard... The art of the dragon, the throne of the great emperor, come to the emperor!"

The Dragon Prince's eyes are shining with a trace of divine awn. The golden light is as sharp as a needle awn. His power has reached the eternal state of Dacheng, and has gradually begun to show roundness. Every move contains all kinds of changes.

The art of the dragon is a rare and unique skill. There is only one move, which is like fishing for the moon in the sea. It is said that the generation of the ancient boss can use this move if they don't destroy the Dragon Emperor. They once dragged a dimensional star domain into a Death Star domain, and finally completely destroyed the dimensional star domain.

Therefore, the horror of this unique knowledge is self-evident. Even if the current Dragon Prince does not have the amazing power of his ancestors, it is also quite terrible.

"Open!"

The sound was like thunder. The huge dragon claw tore countless shackles and quickly grabbed the throne of the great emperor.

"Qiang!"

The seven Yao divine axe was suddenly waved, setting off a raging wave of divine awn.

This divine awn is as sharp and irresistible as with endless divine blessings.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The huge dragon claws stretch for tens of kilometers, as if they were a golden river. The axe shadow flickers and accumulates into an axe Shadow Mountain. In the heavy interleaving of the two, they destroy the surrounding space to an extreme, and all the space obstacles begin to be forcibly broken.

Ye Fantian's body kept flashing, and the dragon and snake step at his feet turned right quickly. At this time, the various powers had long relied on their own strength to start dodging. At this time, if they didn't dodge, the huge power exerted by the two could break their bodies without leaving any trace.

Gradually, one is for the throne of the great emperor, the other is to absorb the surrounding power, a dragon claw and a divine axe. The confrontation between the two has quickly spread the power of destruction.

Just a few breaths, the battle between the Dragon Prince and the Qiyao divine axe has been deadlocked for tens of thousands of times.

And the two did not notice that there were cracks gradually spreading in this place. In the cracks, a trace of energy was released. These energies were as soft as light smoke, but the fluctuations made people feel cold to the extreme, as if they were endless cold currents, venting their most terrible power.

"Crackle! Crackle!"

The strange voice awakened Ye Fantian himself.

At this time, his body was at the edge of a crack, and a strange and extreme feeling appeared in his heart. The fluctuation was extremely terrible, as if it was a mighty God, as if the universe itself had been suppressed in front of him. The boundless sense of depression of terror immediately began to change his face.

"Run!"

After feeling such terrible repression, ye Fantian's voice couldn't help roaring.

"Leaf nameless!"

Seeing ye Vatican's exposed figure, the Dragon Prince's face suddenly changed, and his mouth sent out a wave of resentment. At this time, the originally beautiful face has become a distorted and vicious color.

"Oh, meet again!"

Ye Fantian waved his hand casually and said, but his body turned into a dragon and snake and ran in one direction quickly.

"Where to run!"

The Dragon Prince roared in his mouth. The power of sound waves spread to the extreme. He didn't compete for the throne, but killed Ye Fantian.

The sound shook everywhere.

But the next moment, a terrible force quickly spread here.

"Boom..."

The boundless terror energy rapidly increased around, and the surrounding cracks quickly opened, forming huge holes, which reached a length of tens of meters, as if they were the devil's ferocious mouth.

But when the waves were completely released, the ferocious appearance made everyone take a breath:

"Little chaos demon snake...!?"