Chapter 1808： The Emperor's Son Comes

"Senior Brother Ning?!"

Li Zhichu and the others raised their heads and looked at the figure standing quietly in the cloud dome, with trembling surprises in their eyes.

Especially the palm print just now, contains supreme dominance, and it is simply not something that ordinary holy realms can resist.

How long has it been?

It has only been two years since Ning Wuchuan followed Ling Xiao.

In just two years, the strength of the first disciple of the formation seems to have surpassed everyone else.

Out of reach, not a level at all!

"Array, Ning Chuan?"

Bai Zi frowned slightly, not as calm and calm as before.

There are not a few people Qing Cang knows about this madman of the formation path.

However, people's impression of him in the past was mostly limited to being paranoid and trying his best.

But when I saw him today, I found out that the strength of the first disciple of the formation was so terrifying!

The palm just now, let alone a few disciples of the first or second rank in the holy realm, many of the descendants of the ancient sects and the holy sons of the great clan present are afraid that it is difficult to take it.

You must know that what Ning Chuan is truly terrifying is the formation, not the palm print offensive.

Inexplicably, Bai Zi's eyes became more dignified, apparently seeing Ning Wuchuan as his real opponent.

only!

What is puzzling is that at this time, Ning Wuchuan was just standing in the void, ignoring everyone under the mountain.

That gesture, like a servant, is waiting for the Lord to come.

"Ning... Senior Brother Ning..."

Li Zhichuyu covered her lips with her hands, and seemed to have some guesses in her heart.

At this moment, at the end of the void, a figure descended again, with dazzling brilliance and vast divine might.

Even, at his feet, there seems to be a long river of time emerging from the world, among which the ancient demon roars, the mountains are stacked, and the indescribable shock is mysterious.

"Son..."

Li Zhichu's eyes wavered, and there was a hint of anticipation on her pretty face.

Even the people in the mountains were filled with undisguised awe and hesitation in their eyes.

Those who can be worthy of Ning Wuchuan's waiting must be the real top evildoers of Daotian Academy.

But, apart from the first disciple of the Fourth Academy, when did such a person appear in this school?

It was not until the figure walked out of the glow and revealed its figure that the doubts on everyone's faces completely solidified.

I saw that what appeared in front of everyone was a fat and wretched figure, narrowed his eyes and ignored it.

"This is…"

"It's like that...that...what's up with Xiao?"

Xiao Pian stood in the void, his expression indifferent, like a **** overlooking an ant, invincible.

However, at this time, his figure also did not land on the ground, and walked to Ning Wuchuan's side, suddenly turned around and bowed to the end of the void.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

"what?!"

At this moment, the entire Lingshan suddenly fell into depression.

I saw the faces of all the clan Tianjiao, and there was a touch of fear and fear.

Bai Zi, in particular, was even more surprised and seemed to ponder.

With his age and experience, it stands to reason that there is no one worthy of his fear in the contemporary era.

But for some unknown reason, when he heard the word "Emperor", he had a kind of panic from the inside out, and his hair stood on end.

To put it bluntly, if he knew that Ling Xiao was here, even if he was given a hundred courage, he would not dare to kill Ling Li.

After all, the Ten Thousand Clan Contract stipulates that Huangyuan Ancient World is innocent of murder, and even if Ling Xiao is not enough to crush him, the prestige of this human race emperor is too great.

I am afraid that as long as he gives an order, there will be many arrogant saintesses in the Qingcang world who will take the initiative to embrace, willing to overcome all the ordeals for him.

"Buzz!"

Thousands of miles in the void, auspicious clouds drifting.

At the end of the day, a figure in black came with his hands behind his back, walking calmly, with a look of indifference on his face.

Suddenly, the sky trembled, and the Lingshan hummed.

Even the Dao of Heaven seems to be gradually collapsing, unable to bear the wrath of the emperor at all!

"Bye... meet the emperor!"

On the mountain peak, the descendants of countless clans bowed down and bowed down in fear.

At this time, they realized that it turned out that... they always lived in the fear of being dominated by the emperor.

That kind of rolling momentum is far more terrifying than the holy will of the avenue.

It was as if he stood there, representing irresistible majesty!

Contemporary emperor!

"Ling Li, did you kill it?"

Ling Xiao's eyes swept across the crowd calmly, and finally set his eyes on the handsome figure in white.

The Son of Taiyuan, the pinnacle of the holy realm, the Saint Physique of Xuanyang, 13,000 luck.

An ordinary little leek.

"Hmph, the battle of creation, life and death are irrelevant."

Bai Zi snorted coldly, instinctively feeling a sense of unease.

However, it had only been three years since Ling Xiao was born, and he did not believe that this young man had the strength to suppress him.

As long as he doesn't shake people today, Bai Zi doesn't mind letting him recognize his own strength.

"The Battle of Creation."

Ling Xiao nodded, but did not show much emotion.

The next moment, I saw his palm sticking out, as if containing ten thousand divine power, destroying the sky.

In that palm, the universe is turbulent, and the yin and yang are separated, making people feel extremely frightened, and the soul is broken.

As it fell, the palm print became larger and larger, as if it wanted to encompass the entire Lingshan Mountain, as if the Milky Way had fallen, and it was overwhelming.

"Damn!"

At this moment, Bai Zi suddenly felt incomparable fear, like being imprisoned by divine power, and it was impossible to break free from the shackles of heaven here.

Do not!

This kind of feeling is like Ling Xiao has taken control of the Heavenly Dao in this world, suppressing all spirits!

"Push!"

Although Bai Zi used all his spiritual power for the first time, trying to block the palm print.

even!

He was also wearing a top-grade holy garment.

But, at the moment when the palm print fell, this Holy Son of Taiyuan, a young evildoer whose strength was comparable to the contemporary sequence, still felt that his bones were about to shatter, and his whole body was crushed to the ground by that terrifying dominance. , together with the sacred mountain under his feet collapsed.

Thousands of feet of smoke rose up, covering the sun for thousands of miles.

The entire Lingshan can hear needles falling.

At this time, all the clan Tianjiao have grown their mouths, their faces are dull, and they are obviously shocked by the power of this palm!

Before that, everyone believed that the Son of Taiyuan was the pinnacle of the contemporary era.

Even a few people in the top ten sequences are not necessarily the opponents of the Holy Son of Xianzong.

But, just one palm, nothing extraordinary.

Emperor Ling Xiao completely shattered the luck of countless people with just one palm.

Everyone looked up and looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his back on the sky, looking at the indifferent face on his face, as if seeing a god.

"Ling Xiao!!"

Amidst the broken rocks, an angry shout suddenly came.

I saw Bai Zi's figure, staggeringly stood up from the ground, white clothes stained with blood, extremely miserable.

He never thought that Ling Xiao would suddenly make a move, so strong.

I never thought that the strength of this human race emperor would be so terrifying.

Supreme!

How old is he, a supreme powerhouse in his early twenties?

Such a talent, I am afraid that it can only be described by the ageless.

Suddenly, Bai Zi felt a little regretful, as if he had miscalculated the situation from the very beginning.

At the very least, in his opinion, even the descendant of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace would not be able to crush him so easily.

However, Bai Zi also understands that the most useless thing in this world is regret.

Today, fight to the death or fight to the death!