v12 Chapter 111： Emperor is proud

Chapter 111 The Pride of the Emperor

"Our people listened to the order, holding up their right hands, and they needed strength!" Zhong Shan shouted.

With a trembling dragon trembling, the clouds of luck in the underworld suddenly burst into waves, and Wanlong danced wildly.

In front of the Immortal Hall, Zhong Shan's body slowly exudes a breathtaking breath.

Thirteen skeletons including Wang Skull are suddenly shrouded in heaven, Wang Skull itself is a boulder-like boulevard.

Xi Yangtian looked at the crowd in front of the Immortal Hall, his face twitched and went crazy, Zhong Shan was crazy! I didn't say I would hit. Is it necessary to use so much movement?

Although Zhongshan's previous record made Xiyangtian's heart beat, but it does not mean that Xiyangtian is really afraid of Zhongshan. After all, he is still a saint. Xiyangtian just doesn't want to do that meaningless battle.

Zhongshan took advantage of the world's potential, and there were thirteen skeletons, especially the skeleton king, which did not make Xiyangtian feel so complicated for a long time.

If the opponent is desperately fighting, even if he wins, he will be wounded.

"Zhongshan, you haven't understood me yet ..." Xiyangtian frowned.

"Well, Xiyangtian Saint, please!" Zhong Shan immediately interrupted Xiyangtian's words.

I didn't give Xiyangtian a chance at all, stepped on, and took thirteen ancestral wonderland skulls to fly up.

I was entrusted to stop Zhong Shan, but I couldn't say it. Zhong Shan ran away when I said it. Instead, I had to bear the stance of deciding to die with Da Yi. The most important thing is that now that he doesn't want to fight at all, and the other party has already acknowledged the reason, and is tangled, why did he spread such a thing?

Zhongshan flew up to the sky with everyone from the Skull Clan. This is the book of the war, and Xiyangtian is not so good at staying away.

Xi Yangtian wanted to explain, but Zhongshan seemed to give him no chance at all.

A group of people quickly flew from Changjing and headed towards the starry sky. Of course, all this is taken for granted in the eyes of Xiyang Tian. Zhongshan doesn't want to ruin Changjing, but his purpose is to hold Zhongshan and take him away. Isn't that a better hold?

A group of people went their separate ways and left!

The Baiguan in front of the Immortal Hall was at a loss for a while. It seems that something is wrong, but I can't see it. What is going on?

"Master Wang, what will happen to the Holy King?" An official watched a group of figures slowly disappearing from the starry sky toward Wang Jingwen.

Wang Jingwen looked at the sky, and said lightly: "The Holy King has his own decision, don't be restless!"

"Huh!" The officials nodded.

In front of the Immortal Hall, the shadow of Zhong Shan and the ancestors of the skeleton tribe successfully led away the sage of the Xiyang Heaven, and led to the starry sky.

The real shadow body Zhongshan, however, was standing outside the small world, spreading his arms and receiving the constant power of the world.

In the underworld, except for the skeleton territory, there are seven territories. In these seven territories, the number of people is huge, the power is surging, and the vast forces come together to make the shadow body more powerful.

If it were not for the strong suppression of the shadow body, this residual power would be able to shatter Changjing.

"Seal!" Suddenly a mud seal appeared in the mud.

Wheel of the Palace Seal! Sealed at the entrance to that little world.

"Om ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The hall where the small world was located, there was a great tremor.

"Oh!"

The door closed tightly, and even for a moment, the door was gone, and it was completely integrated.

"There is no way out?" Tian Linger curiously.

"The runner ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～！” Mud Buddha drank softly.

Suddenly, a round pond appeared in this highness, and then there was a circle outside the circle, one circle after another.

At the feet of everyone, a huge compass suddenly appeared.

Each turn of the compass is slowly rotating.

"Booming ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

This compass looks like a distant runner hall, and the runner hall forcibly receives the power of the four corners of the runner's territory and converges on the huge compass.

"From ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"

The Mud Buddha shouted loudly, and the hall suddenly gave off hundreds of millions of golden lights, and was lifted in trembling.

However, at this moment, the main hall seems to have the same weight and trillions. Mud Bodhisattva has done his best, sweating from his forehead, and the speed of the palace is still very slow. Only a inch of incense rose to an inch.

The palace floated up and lightly shook, all of which made the surrounding void oscillate. Zhongshan calmed down the Quartet with a powerful force, so that the oscillating space could not be extended.

"Huo!"

The picture of the emperor of the underworld unfolded suddenly, and went towards the hall.

However, the hall is too heavy to stand still! As it was, it couldn't fit in.

It's like a stone. You put it in your pocket, but it's too heavy. You can't pick it up. Forced to pretend, may even break the pocket.

Zhongshan continued to stabilize the emperor chart with the momentum of the world, and the emperor chart became more powerful.

The picture of the king of the underworld is a white dot in the middle of the black picture. Under the urging of Zhongshan, the black picture part, such as the bottomless abyss, and slowly rotates around the white point, the white point is the end of the abyss. Emperor Zhang's picture, like a space-time tunnel, can pass to the other side.

"Close ~~~~!" Zhong Shan sang loudly.

"Oh!"

The black abyss of the emperor's chart rose up madly, and with a powerful force, it absorbed tens of trillions of halls.

Under the strong urging of Zhongshan, the main hall moved towards the emperor's figure, and was swallowed into it little by little.

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Tianzhou, Temple of Heaven.

With Tian Daozi's ruthless decision, Tian Daozi completely smashed the empty channel at that time, and even the projection avatar was no longer needed.

Accompanied by the ancestor of the Tianjia family, "Sin Barrier". The void exploded, and the Temple of Heaven disappeared.

The powerful void trembled, and it took a full ten minutes to completely calm down.

"Om ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Tian Daozi, standing in the center of the explosion, shuddered. Then his eyes were frozen.

"Huh, it ’s really dangerous, the ancestor? The first person in the world tens of millions of years ago was really fierce, but unfortunately, you met me and lost a projection clone, but as long as I spend some time and energy, I can still Refining one and getting half of your strength in that year? With this strength, I may be able to break through this bottleneck. It seems that I still 'gain more than you lose'. ”Tian Daozi took a deep breath.

"It's a pity that Xiyangtian's stupid thing made him stop Zhongshan. Zhongshan has already reached that small world. Xiyangtian doesn't know where to go. If I also entered that small world then, why should I be so embarrassed?" His face was gloomy.

The surrounding space slowly calmed down, and the parents of the Quartet all flew over.

"Homeowner! Are you okay?"

"Homeowner, what happened?"

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"Come on, I don't need you here!" Tian Taozi was in a bad mood.

"Yes!" The elders retreated.

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An hour later, under the urging of Zhongshan, the main hall that wrapped the small world finally entered the emperor's chart. And in the small world.

"嘭 ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ ！!"

Tian Daozi's projection exploded, and a powerful explosion shook the void. A touch of Huang Guang returned to the unsealed Tianjia ancestor.

"Nie Barrier!" The ancestor of the Tian family spit out blood and angered.

Tian Daozi destroyed the projection, but also extracted half of the power of the seal of the ancestor of the Tian family, which was calculated by him for rebirth, but was taken away by future generations.

Layers of calculations, ended up in a void? Can the ancestors of Tianjia not be angry?

Turning his head, the ancestor of the Tian family looked at Zhongshan, which was also unblocked. Zhong Shan was free from Tai Chi.

"Oh!"

But the next moment, Zhong Shan's body suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared.

It dissipated, not disappeared.

"Fake? Fake?" The ancestor of the Tian family said incredible.

At the same time, the ancestor of the Tian Family suddenly realized that it was not good.

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In the middle of the sun, Lingxiao Heavenly Court, Changsheng Hall.

The broken arm man was seen dead in the Hall of Longevity.

Exchange, how can we exchange at this moment? Everyone's consciousness locked him, and he had no chance.

"Fake? Is that fake?" The broken-arm man suddenly looked at Zhongshan with surprise.

The man with a broken arm shouted, and everyone was slightly different. Only Zhong Shan understood what he meant.

"You did it on purpose? It was intentionally shown to You and Tiandaozi?" The face of the broken arm was extremely ugly.

Zhongshan's eyebrows filled his eyes with energy, looking at the maniac look of the broken arm man, shaking his head and saying, "You're exhausted, you're dead!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" The broken arm man laughed suddenly.

The ministers were puzzled for a while, but the broken arm man looked at Zhongshan again, with a flash of cold light in his eyes, and he was about to shoot at Zhongshan.

"Bold!" The ministers angered.

Of course, there are some people who sigh, Yi Yan, Shui Jing and others did not anger because they all saw that this was the death of the broken arm man himself.

The emperor is proud, and now that he has reached the end of his dead end, he will almost always stand up to death, and he will not kneel to survive.

This is the emperor. For other types of practitioners, victory or defeat is common. As long as they don't die, they can continue. But in the life of the emperor, only victory and defeat are allowed. This may be a kind of sadness for the emperor!

Zhongshan naturally also saw the attitude of the broken arm.

"Ahh!" The man with the broken arm suddenly opened a big mouth behind him. Swallowed the broken arm.

It's the eight-pole sky tail!

"call!"

Zhong Shan flipped his hands, and the figure of the emperor suddenly flew out of the Changsheng Hall, and the eight-pole Tianwei quickly followed.

"Om!" A powerful breath emanated from the emperor figure.

Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a hall-like object slowly emerge from the emperor's picture. The object was so powerful that it shook the surrounding space.

"Ahh!" Eight-pole Tianwei swallowed the palace in one gulp.