Chapter 1470

One person's power has suppressed the boundless years of ancient wasteland!

Who can believe it?

The more Lintian thought about it, the colder he felt.

Since ancient times, the strong who took into account the three paths of cultivation did not exist, and there was no strong who became emperor, and the path connecting to the outside world was also blocked.

Everything is written by one person!

Who can believe it?

"In any case, remember him. This is the culprit for the decline of the ancient wasteland in the nine regions."

The golden cicada youth has a low voice.

He has always been gentle, calm and calm, but now there is a cold chill in his eyebrows, and a flame is burning in the depths of his baby like eyes.

"Of course I won't forget..."

Lintian murmured. He remembered the mark left by the holy monk Du Ji and the black phoenix, and also reminded him not to forget.

In addition, in his hands, there is a section of parched Bodhi wood, which is sealed with a taboo golden power.

Now Lintian finally understood the source of this power!

"Elder, do you know who he is?"

Lintian took a deep breath and couldn't help asking.

"I only know that people who can endure such a catastrophe can be respected, at least in the imperial territory."

The golden cicada of youth.

Respect in the realm of the emperor!

Lintian's heart was rolling.

"Such existence is taboo and unspeakable. Otherwise, it is a kind of blasphemy. You can call it the nameless emperor."

Young cicada.

Lintian suddenly remembered that in the "dead city" in the forbidden area of the river Styx at the top of the mountain, when he asked the elder martial brother "Xuankong ghost king" about the name of the elder martial brother, the latter also said a word.

"Master's Dharma is like a great road. The heart can understand it, but the meaning can't be passed on!"

A French name is as unspeakable as a road!

At that time, Lintian was shocked. How terrible cultivation can he have such power?

Now, compared with the "nameless emperor", Lintian vaguely understood something. He was stunned. Is the Lord of Fangcun mountain also a respectable existence in the Empire?

At this time, the Wanjie Huatian bowl, which was quietly placed on the desk, suddenly shook violently, and the dark and rugged bowl was covered with a terrible imperial authority.

A little breath is enough to erase any holy land!

However, Lintian could not feel it, because they were all covered by the smell of golden cicada youth.

Even so, Lintian noticed the abnormality. With the violent shaking of wanjiehuatian bowl, the whole document began to tremble.

Then the futon on the ground trembled.

Then, the whole wanjiedi palace seemed to shake and produce a roar.

The golden cicada youth's eyebrows flashed a strange light and said: "you see, this is the back hand arranged by the emperor Wanjie. When someone gets a great opportunity to usher in the disaster of beheading, not only those quasi emperors distributed in Wanjie purgatory will passively help resolve the disaster. Even Wanjie turns into a heaven bowl, a letter, a futon, and even the power of Wanjie emperor's palace will help resolve the disaster of beheading!"

Lintian could not feel this series of mystery, because his realm was too low. He could see it, but he could not feel it and understand it.

He only saw that in Wanjie purgatory, Zhao Yuanji was dressed in purple, like a peerless God of war, standing proudly in the void, fighting with the golden figure.

Moreover, Zhao Yuanji is more and more brave!

The golden figure was gradually suppressed, and its strength was becoming weak and dim

I believe that in a short time, the robbery of beheading will be broken.

At that time, if Zhao Yuanji and others remove the biggest obstacle before emperor Cheng, Emperor Cheng is just around the corner!

"If the emperor Wanjie didn't fall, with his wrist and wisdom, he should be able to completely eradicate these three taboo disasters from the ancient wasteland in this great world. Unfortunately, he is one step away..."

The golden cicada youth sighed, "however, the fire he left has been passed down, and there is hope to change all this sooner or later."

Speaking of this, he looked at Lintian and said, "I'll leave later. I don't know when I can meet you again. Before I leave, I have a word to remind you."

Lintian said, "please give me some advice."

"According to my inference, in a few years, the battle between the nine regions is bound to break out. If you want to become a saint, the opportunity may be on the battlefield of the nine regions."

The golden cicada said to the young man, "at that time, you should be careful. The road to the top of the other eight regions has not been cut off from the ancient times and has continued to this day. This means that on the battlefield of the nine regions, you will encounter some equally powerful enemies."

He thought for a moment and said, "however, the stronger your opponent is, the less bad it is for you. You can be regarded as a grindstone so that you can grow as fast as possible."

"The great world, unprecedented, is an extremely gorgeous spiritual prosperity sought by countless pioneers for the ancient wasteland at the cost of blood and life. If we don't seize this opportunity, in the future... The ancient wasteland is doomed to have no chance to reverse its decline."

"Little friend, as for this, you still need to go your own way. In the future, I hope to see you again."

Speaking of this, he patted Lintian on the shoulder and looked very encouraging.

"Thank you for your instruction."

Lintian saluted seriously, then said with a smile, "I also hope to have the opportunity to chat with my predecessors like today."

The young cicada smiled brightly and said, "later, I will take advantage of the power of the land to break a path to the ancient path to the starry sky, but before that, I hope you can do something."

"What's up?"

"Add some strength to the upcoming battle of the nine domains."

The golden cicada youth said and took out an ice and snow leaf about the size of a palm.

"Which divine tree is this?"

Lintian saw at a glance that the snow leaf came from the snow tree. When he first saw the golden cicada, the latter was dormant on the snow tree.

The golden cicada young man nodded, leaned out a hand and fished in the wanjiahuatian bowl.

Buzzing~

Suddenly, a quasi emperor figure was "fished" out of the purgatory of ten thousand robbers, which was as easy as finding out what was in his pocket!

"Golden cicada, what are you going to do?"

The prospective emperor was impressively the green dragon. As soon as he appeared, he was stunned and then showed a look of surprise and anger.

When he saw Lintian, the cold murderer flashed through the depths of his green pupils.

Pop!

The golden cicada youth didn't answer. When he touched his hand, his palm was like a universe, covering the whole body of the green dragon.

In Lintian's eyes, he felt that the green dragon was suddenly turned into a small earthworm, and its body was reduced countless times!

This is the application of the law of space. We must accept mustard. The body of the green dragon did not shrink, but only because the palm of the golden cicada youth turned into a huge world space!

"Golden Cicada! You..." the green dragon was shocked and roared.

But everything was useless. Under the control of the golden cicada youth, his body was "stuffed" into the ice and snow leaves.

Lintian was stunned. He was a terrible creature at the level of quasi emperor, but in the hands of the golden cicada youth, he was arbitrarily manipulated like an earthworm!

It seemed so terrible that Lintian was shocked and shocked. Then he realized that the golden cicada youth in front of him was much stronger than he thought.

"This dragon preached in ancient times. It is a different kind of Qingyan dragon. It is violent, murderous and sinful. If it can do something for the ancient wasteland, it can also be regarded as a good deed to commit a crime."

The golden cicada young man said, probing his hand and fishing again.

Buzzing~

With strange fluctuations, the figure of Qianyu sword flower appears.

It seemed to be aware of something wrong. As soon as it appeared, it suddenly attacked. Hundreds of millions of sword Qi flowed from its petals, clanging and ringing, killing the golden cicada youth close at hand.

The palm of the golden cicada youth is filled with Daoguang. It looks like a hand, but it is like a vast universe, completely covering Qianyu sword flower and its attack.

And the golden cicada youth did not lose a hair!

"Golden cicada, I have never provoked you. Why do you want to do this to me?"

Qianyu sword flower is furious.

"If I hadn't saved you, you would have been killed by the White Emperor. This time, I need you to do something to repay the favor you owe me."

The golden cicada youth said that he had stuffed this world-renowned demon flower quasi emperor into the ice and snow leaves.

Lintian was stunned at this scene, and his heart surged.

He remembered a sentence once said by the mysterious woman, "the land of body and mind can transform heaven and earth. Only with such accomplishments can it be called a real imperial realm".

Now, after seeing that the golden cicada's palms and fingers turned into a universe and subdued the green dragon and Qianyu sword flower one by one, Lintian had only one thought in his mind:

Is this golden cicada young man a real living emperor?

Next, the golden cicada youth kept "fishing" from the wanjiehuatian bowl and took out the quasi emperor creatures.

There are bronze ants whose bodies are as big as calves and whose fighting power is just fierce, and there are black birds whose bodies are snow-white and whose divine steeds are unparalleled.

There are also some rare alien quasi emperor creatures, such as a flame thorn, a natural ice spirit born in the cold place in the center of the earth, and so on.

In the end, even several great quasi emperors of the wuman vein and the ten thousand ethnic alliance were "fished out" and stuffed into the ice and snow leaves.

Lintian looked at this scene, his eyes were straight, completely shocked and speechless.

Those are quasi emperors, but now they are fished out like fish and stuffed into ice and snow leaves.

Some people struggle, some resist, some beg, some go crazy... But in the end, it doesn't help. Let the golden cicada youth control it!

Lintian suspected that he was dreaming if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

After all, this is too ridiculous.

"Almost."

Before long, the golden cicada youth stopped and looked at Lintian, who was in a dull state. He couldn't help laughing: "it's just some tricks. If you see more in the future, you won't be so surprised."

Lintian smiled bitterly after half a ring. He took in, subdued and suppressed the prospective emperors. Is that a trick?

"I'm going to leave with the rest of these people. Do you have anything else to say to them?"

The golden cicada young man suddenly asked.