v17 Chapter 797： Direct surrender

At this time, the sultry atmosphere rushed to the sky violently, and the sun, moon and stars were trembling.

In the light group, a tall man gradually formed.

That is a terrible person. His black hair was scattered, he danced wildly, domineering, and he stood there. He has a worldly self-esteem, but I am the only one who rules the world.

His figure is wrapped in martial arts runes, which makes his strong body a little fuzzy, but it has incomparable waves that can restrain the restraint. Two terrifying cold electricity from his scorpions shot out in the void. The circle is embarrassing.

The emperor looked at the tall man. Although he didn't want to, he could only lower his head.

"This... what kind of pressure is this? This is terrible, this kind of pressure level, I feel it from the emperor in the past!"

"Does anyone claim to be the emperor?"

"The history of martial arts in mainland China has been an era without an emperor in the last six thousand years. Did the younger brother break the rules of an era without an emperor and be called the emperor of heaven?"

"No, this is not Xiaodi's breath, God, who is it?"

"It must be a battlefield on the battlefield, and it has undergone tremendous changes."

"This purple light... is it related to the hallucinations that occurred during this time?"

At this moment, the world whispered, and countless soldiers were shocked.

The Scorpio of the entire spiritual continent is dyed purple, as if there is a big hand purple, covering the entire real world, intertwined with the supreme way and the law.

The warriors on the mainland are in true spirit, their weapons cannot be sheathed, and repaired to be suppressed, beasts of any level are shivering on the ground and unable to stand up. There seems to be a peerless existence that has broken its own Tao and laws, and changed the rules of heaven and earth with its own power. In the mind of another person, the half emperor is an ant, everything can be suppressed, standing there, you can calm down. all.

As for the wind and clouds, it was shrouded in purple light. Even with the white custody of the quasi-emperor's power, the Warriors of the Promise Gate are like carrying a vast mountain and cannot even escape. They can only fall to the ground and take a breath. This is the loss of all Tao and Dharma, which is clear at a glance.

"Little Master Boss!"

Xiao Bai was very anxious, he didn't care about the people around him at all. He roared and screamed in the sky, resisting the suppression of the purple light and the law.

"With this seat down, flying is not easy."

The figure was shrouded in the fuchsia light, he calmed down, he didn't see how he acted. The purple light fell from the sky, turned into a purple palm, and took the photo directly.

Xiaobai screamed, as if a broken kite had fallen, the purple palm tree hit the ground and was forbidden to climb.

At this time, it was like the dawn of the electrician mang falling on the young master: "You don't seem to be surprised to see this seat."

"Patriarch Cang, you finally appeared!"

The dawn on the other side, like two knives, made Zifeng tremble at the same time. His body was a little bit painful, and his practice was suppressed.

Zifeng gritted his teeth, worried about Xiaobai.

It is horrible, and its farming is incomprehensible. This completely exceeded his expectations. Means are everywhere, which is worth describing on the ancient scrolls of "Iron and Blood". It's purple blood now, and the ghost is gone!

I am afraid that the battlefield of Purgatory cannot be separated from the people in front of it, and the five emperors may also be related to each other.

He has only seen this style among the four human races.

God, the patriarch of the clan, is it really falling from the sky?

"To reach the realm of this seat, the vision has exceeded the real spirit. The real spiritual form is too small. Everything here is like a scene passing by on this seat. Therefore, after the resurrection of this seat, only four In the emperor. Pain, thinking about the past."

"The only thing that cares about this place today is the purple blood of the clan."

"This is the most expensive blood in the world. If it is taken away by someone else, it is an insult to this seat."

"This seat really didn't want to succumb to you, so it was handed over to the Dark Emperor and the Emperor, and even shot to help the Emperor resume farming. I didn't expect them to be able to deal with you."

The tall man did not deny Zifeng's words, but continued to speak indifferently, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, but he felt a sense of killing.

However, Zifeng sneered.

Although the wind and cloud realm was shrouded in terrible ways and laws, and all the soldiers' repairs were suppressed, the dialogue between the two powerful players was soaring, and the sound waves were surging, which suddenly caused shock.

"Patriarch Cang!"

"God, turned out to be the ancestor of the clan. He controlled the steel and blood emperor years ago."

They are ancient antiques and know a lot about the secrets of the real world.

Tibetans are born with purple blood, and the speed of cultivation is very bad. It is the darling of heaven.

There are rumors that if it were not for the clan chief, it would be born in the next six thousand years without an emperor.

But even so, the other party can be called a substitute emperor.

After all, the other side was invincible in the world years ago.

"You don't seem to be afraid. Do you think this seat is here today, do you still have a chance to escape?"

The clan chief saw Zifeng's cynicism. After thousands of years, he lost his mind and expressed some curiosity.

He recovered in this world and felt very high about it. He also paid attention to the other side, because Zifeng smashed him in this world.

Although Zifeng's qualifications and strength are frightening, he is not in his heart.

Because at this height, only the prospective emperor is qualified to talk to him, but only qualified.

Since Zifeng is facing herself, is this so peaceful? This is contrary to common sense.

"Patriarch, you even deal with me. Zifeng claims to be condescending, so why do you wander in this world with an ancient wizard? Don't you think that would insult your identity?"

Zifeng faced a powerful patriarch, and his face looked a little mocking.

The clan chief is indeed frightening.

But this eye-catching gesture makes it very unpleasant.

Since he is the enemy, he will naturally be polite.

"This guy is really brave. Does he really think his patriarch can compete?"

"The world believes that among the warriors who use ancient wizards for rehabilitation, our five great emperors are the most powerful, but they don't know that the clan chiefs are more terrifying. He just doesn't bother to pay attention to everything in the world. The real world."