Invincible Starts From God-level Plunder

In the wind and wind, on the snow-white ice field, ghosts loomed, entrenched around the Hantian Sword Martial Soul.

The ghosts were chaotic, getting closer and closer to the Hantian Sword Martial Soul, and then they turned into black lights and merged into this Martial Soul.

The next moment, the Hantian Sword Martial Soul above the sky became cold and terrifying.

It seemed to have changed from the Cold Sky Sword to Su Yuexun's Ghost Emperor Cold Sky Sword.

In the sword, the ghost air and the cold air of Yin and evil were intertwined, revealing a face with blue faces and fangs, with open eyes like copper bells, looking at Gu Qingming unblinkingly.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Cold laughter came from this ghost, and the surrounding ice fields turned into a **** where ghosts were rampant. Under Gu Qingming's feet, like Su Yuexun's Wangchuan swamp, ghost claws were constantly poking out from it.

"Gu Qingming, tell me, are you willing to succumb to the body of a stinky little girl? With this fragile bloodline, this limited talent, it is very difficult to return to your original height. Enter that legendary realm!"

The ghost spoke, his voice hoarse.

His words caused Gu Qingming to fall into silence.

"Your reaction tells me that your Dao Heart is not stable. You are not satisfied with the Dao you control now. You covet other people's martial arts, covet others' good fortune, covet Su Yuexun's Tao!"

"If that's the case, why do you pretend now and ask with the Hantian sword martial soul?"

The ghost image was interrogating Gu Qingming's heart every word.

Gu Qingming lowered his head, seeing the ghost approaching, took two steps subconsciously, and his eyes began to waver.

"Dao's heart is unstable, how to ask!"

The ghost yelled violently, and the sound waves mixed with qi, directly causing Gu Qingming to retreat several steps.

He had just stepped on the sixth floor of God Juntian Road, and these steps of retreat directly caused him to fall from the sixth floor.

Emperor Tianlu, Xu Jin is not allowed to retreat, once he retreats, the pressure he will endure will be thousands of times.

puff!

Gu Qingming's brows wrinkled, and he was directly blown out by the huge force above the Emperor's Heaven Road, and fell outside the first layer.

This change means that Gu Qingming is out!

On the seventh emperor road of Emperor Tianlu, Lu Dongyang slowly opened his eyes, saw Gu Qingming who was out of the game, could not help but shook his head secretly, and sighed.

He glanced at the golden figure sitting next to the emperor, and the golden figure nodded. With a wave of his hand, a blue light descended from the sky and landed on Gu Qingming's body.

His injury was healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gu Qingming felt a little bit, and quickly got up and arched his hands at the two above the Emperor Jundao.

"Oh, it seems that the old man is destined to have no luck with this place."

Gu Qingming laughed bitterly, and said as if to laugh at herself.

...

On the sixth floor of Emperor Tianlu, Gu Tianyi and Jiang Yunxin, in their respective realms of Tao, have already touched the end edge.

One step forward is the seventh layer-Emperor Jundao.

"Although this son's way has the meaning of the emperor, it is very different from the way of our emperor. Otherwise, he will be the best candidate for the inheritance of the Donghua Emperor!"

The golden figure said.

"After so many years, you are still the same as before, with deep obsessions. The world moves, and you can't escape a word of fate. There is no fate, so why bother to force it. However, although he has no fate with the emperor and monarch, he has fate with this sword. If he is Isn’t it also a descendant of you and me to be able to set foot on this emperor’s way and make a good bond with him with this sword?"

Lu Dongyang smiled.

"Oh? The pure sun sword is the immortal foundation of the sword palace for thousands of years. If you pass on this sword, the spiritual energy in the sword palace will eventually be exhausted. At that time, you and I will retain the consciousness for thousands of years, It will also disperse. A junior of a thousand years ago can be reborn and reborn. I don’t believe you don’t have this idea. If your consciousness disperses, you and I will dissipate in this world forever. Will you be willing?"

The golden figure said.

"Everything goes with the fate, there is no one who is reconciled. You and I are breathing for lingering, privately leaving this supreme **** born in chaos in this dark sword palace for thousands of years. Nowadays. , A more suitable person has appeared, and if I don’t realize it anymore, I’m going against the sky."

"I am no longer you, not as heavy as your obsession. As for the return of the sun, I still said the same thing.

Lu Dongyang closed his eyes before he finished speaking, calmly.

And the golden figure could only sigh helplessly, leaning back slightly on the throne of the emperor, waiting for the arrival of the two.

Boom!

There was a continuous roar, and a figure in a purple robe, carrying a monstrous ghostly air, stepped onto the emperor's way.

It was Jiang Yunxin who had entered the realm of transforming gods.

"Emperor Donghua, when this emperor is here, you not only can't wait for you, but you also put on many tests. Is this your way of hospitality?"

Jiang Yunxin flicked her big sleeve, full of breath.

Hearing this, Lu Dongyang glanced at the golden figure and smiled without saying a word.

Jiang Yunxin didn’t care about this. She turned to look at Gu Tianyi, who was still on the sixth floor, and sneered: “This young man is not simple, but his way is probably close to perfection. Even if the emperor’s way is more mysterious, yes. For him, it also seems a bit tasteless."

"Hehe, this is true. It's just that, little girl, in the field of the Cthulhu Mask, you seem to have completed the way you have cultivated."

The golden figure smiled.

"Although the Cthulhu Mask has been cultivated, it is different from the Wuhun Dao system and has similarities. While controlling the Cthulhu Mask, it does not miss the cultivation of the emperor and the monarchy."

As Jiang Yunxin said, the ghost spirit attached to her body escaped, and the appearance of Emperor Fengdu also disappeared, returning to its original image and temperament.

She clasped fists in her hands and bowed to Lu Dongyang and the golden figure, respectfully saying: "Junior Jiang Yunxin, please grant the emperor to the emperor! If you have this inheritance, you will definitely devote yourself to cultivation and live up to the reputation of the emperor of Donghua!"

Hearing this, Lu Dongyang frowned slightly, and his expression seemed a little unhappy. He said: "You can step on this emperor's way, and Gu Tianyi's help is indispensable. Now, he has not yet stepped into this place, you are so anxious to get the east. Vantage inheritance."

"He treats you with daring, but what you do like this has disappointed the old man."

Lu Dongyang secretly shook his head, his expression dimmed.

Although the golden figure was speechless, it maintained a look similar to Lu Dongyang.

His eyes were full of disappointment.

"I just don't want to... be thrown too far away by him, so I must get the Donghua Dijun inheritance. And this inheritance is exactly what he doesn't need."

Jiang Yunxin lowered her head and said.

"How do you know that he doesn't need it?"

The golden figure was shocked, exuding an imperial aura.

Zhongzheng atmosphere, unparalleled momentum.

"Hehe, little girl, the old man has been waiting for thousands of years for the inheritance matter. This matter needs to be considered for a long time."

When Lu Dongyang learned of Jiang Yunxin's thoughts, he smiled.

boom!

At this moment, Gu Tianyi carried two martial spirits on his back, broke the road, and landed on the emperor's road.

His aura was like a rainbow, as if there was nothing else in his eyes. He just stared at the Pure Yang sword in Lu Dongyang's hand, clasped his fist and said, "Junior Gu Tianyi, please give me the sword!"