I’ve Possessed the Demon Sovereign’s Body

Chen Luoyang got up, understated his writing, and stood up like Yueshan in Foshan.

Seeing him stand up, most of the other demons in the field gave a sense of relief.

Chen Luoyang walked up to the entrance of the main hall.

At this time, the voice of Dao Huang Yufeng came from outside: "Can't hold it down, do you want to end the game yourself?"

If the Demon Emperor comes down, he will naturally take the shot.

The two emperors did not move, and the battlefield was completely handed over to the masters on both sides to perform.

Unfortunately, a Bliss Blood Dan caused an accident and made the scene unbalanced.

Although the demons are eager to move, alien masters are eager to try.

"necessary?"

Chen Luoyang said calmly.

With both hands on his back, he walked to the entrance of the hall, stopped, and seemed to be in a hurry to shoot.

The veterans are watching the battle.

The four elders Chai Han, the five elders Tan Yunsheng, and the seven elders Shangguan Song looked at the two elders Yan Zhao and the three elders Wang Mofeng together.

Both of them are also in the twelfth state, and cultivate themselves at a level of support.

But I saw Yan Zhao and Wang Mofeng, watching the battlefield on the distant sea, the more solemn they looked.

At this moment, Su Ye showed a rare toughness.

There was no opportunity to reveal him before, but now it is clear.

In addition to the sharp edge of the world, he is extremely talented in martial arts. In actual combat, whether it is observation, judgment, control of details, and steady and firm mentality, it is the best choice.

As the King of Wu, in the face of the Tai Sui who had suddenly risen to the level of Wu Di, he was not panicked and could not stand on his own.

Suppressed by the downwind, the disadvantage is not false.

But inferior is undefeated, defeat is not defeated.

Even when he was constantly looking for opportunities to counterattack Tai Sui, the fierce attacks forced Tai Sui to defend.

As if in a rough sea, he still insisted on fighting the stormy lonely boat.

It may seem to be overturned and sunk at any time, but after a wave passes, it still persists there.

What is particularly interesting is that under the confrontation with Tai Sui, Su Ye's gunpoint also seems to be constantly sublimating and transforming.

The ghost dragon was bombarded by the scarlet sun and was bruised all over.

The fingernails of the scale armor kept falling off, and the flesh was blurred.

But the fierce dragon is still fierce, and a keel is faintly exposed, but it is more sharp!

In everyone's eyes, Su Ye's martial arts manifested the true meaning of martial arts, and it seems that it is no longer a ghost ghost dragon.

It was more and more like the straight black iron gun in his hand.

Simple and glamorous, but only a sharp point of a gun can kill people, without destruction, no one can kill!

More and more concise, but also more and more terrifying.

Under the pressure brought by the Taisui, not only was this crushed boy not overwhelmed, but there were further signs.

The enemy seemed to be grinding and quenching him.

"The old bishop and the bishop did not look away." The three elders Wang Mofeng whispered: "He may really threaten the first seat."

The second elder Yan Zhao carefully looked at the distant battlefield, and looked calm as usual, but simply nodded: "On the martial arts talent alone, the ghost dragon is truly extraordinary."

Wang Mofeng smiled: "He is extraordinary, and Lao Hong is miserable."

Taisui forcibly squeezed with Bliss Blood Dan, not only squeezing the physical blood, but also burning his own spirit, and finally broke through the heavens that have never been surpassed, and successfully entered the Emperor Wudi.

But after all, this is just an unsustainable fire.

After a short time, it will end abruptly.

If even Su Ye cannot win this time, he is doomed to have nothing to gain.

Mao Wenfeng looked at the sea from afar, sadness appeared in his eyes.

Some people are safer as they approach death.

But some people, the older they are, the more afraid they will die.

The more glorious, the more fearful and lonely.

This is true for most people, and too old is one of them.

A Bliss Blood Dan, already too old.

It was more than ten years ago that Mao Wenfeng knew him from the beginning.

This elixir, treasured by Tai Sui, was rejected.

When the Emperor approached the gate, he had to fight hard, so he was taken out too old.

But the moment Emperor Dao arrived, his heart revived hope.

But then, he was forced to die by an opponent younger than himself.

The ups and downs between life and death are too fast.

At this moment, Tai Sui served Ling Ling no longer for survival, but for dignity and pride.

But now, even this last dignity cannot be maintained?

After longing for the life of the Emperor Wudi, he finally achieved his wish, but he still couldn't win an opponent.

So what is the significance of all kinds of hard work before that?

If he is too old, he may destroy this young opponent before him, even if Su Ye is constantly changing, but he may be crushed before he breaks the cocoon into a butterfly.

But now, those who have witnessed this battle, the balance in their hearts can not help but lean towards Su Ye.

I am too old for too long.

"Hong Fu, once too young, but his name at that time, should be called Hong Fu, now he changed his name when he was an adult," Chen Chuhua said leisurely. "Old man Fuxi is nothing but surrender to others Later, the name should be changed back. A blissful blood Danden who came to Wudi was useless. "

Everyone who watched the war heard a little bit of movement in their hearts.

Those who "overwhelmed" also meant to refer to Cangtian, implying that the heavens are vast, and they are all covered, and they are also referred to as emperor Enze.

Tai Sui changed his name in the past, and his ambition is not small.

He also had a skyrocketing tendency, but looking back today, there was only a smirk.

On the entrance of Emperor Chilong, at the entrance of the hall, Chen Luoyang said quietly: "Yu Wenfeng, make a bet with this seat, dare?"

Knife King Yu Wenfeng's gaze came over: "Bet on their victory?"

"Is there any good bet?" Chen Luoyang said: "You and I bet, of course, bet on the outcome between us."

"There is nothing to gamble on, I will win." Yu Wenfeng laughed.

Chen Luoyang was not angry, and his tone was casual: "If you think so, there will be some bets."

After all, he lifted his feet, walked in the air, got out of the Red Dragon Emperor, and walked towards the battlefield on the sea.

Yu Wenfeng's footsteps also left the Giant Eagle: "Can you bet you can win the flood? He has already died shortly, so it's better to bet you a master to win you."

"So old-fashioned, I'm not interested." Chen Luoyang shook his head slightly. "As for winning the flood? I decided to use nine moves."

Knife King Yu Wenfeng stopped.

"Nine strokes?" He was really curious.

A Bliss Blood Dan did indeed allow Tai Sui to temporarily cross the heavens, express his true state of mind, and reach the emperor's realm.

But that's it.

Nothing says the three emperors. Compared with the previous five emperors of Shenzhou, the Taisui who entered the Wudi level at the moment is not as good.

The demon emperor Chen Luoyang had just been in Nanyun Mountain a few days ago, and swept Xia Emperor Li Yuanlong, Sword Emperor Wang Jian, and Red Fire Dragon, which are basically equivalent to a thirteenth master.

He won too much, and he wants nine moves?

Knife King Yu Wenfeng quietly watched Chen Luoyang go too old.

Take the Bliss Blood Dan, regardless of victory or defeat, today is the last battle of Tai Sui life.

The Emperor of the Sword did not want to save people, but he didn't want the Emperor to arrogantly.

But now, things seem different.

No one believes that it takes nine tricks for the demon emperor to win the Taisui, so what does he want now?

Chen Luoyang walked in the air, near the place where Su Ye fought with Tai Sui.

The belligerents immediately noticed his presence.

The heart of Tai Sui was cold.

Chen Luoyang stretched out a hand at will, and closed his fingers together to make a fist.

The dark rays of his pupils turned dark gold, which was breathtaking.

Fierce and domineering, Chi Youxiang appeared in battle, and he appeared in front of everyone.

Nine magic soldiers hovered above, screaming.

The King of the Blade did not want to see his shot, but at this moment, curious about the nine moves, he looked up and down and found that Chen Luoyang's shot at the moment did not show the power of the fourteenth realm.

Although Chi Youxiang turned from a phantom to a reality, the spirit was not revealed in it.

It is the level of power of the thirteenth realm just like Tai Sui now.

"Since it's a bet, let's make a bet." Chen Luoyang did not look too old, but asked Daohuang Yuwen Feng: "Jizhou under our feet is fine."

The Emperor smiled: "Yes, I'm really interested now. I want to see what ideas you have."

The so-called bet is Jizhou, that is, whoever wins, Jizhou belongs to whom.

Of course, it is not that the losers will not stop thinking about Jizhou in the future ~ www.readwn.com ~ It means that occupying Jizhou's territory now, annexing and accepting the Taishougang industry, and turning Jizhou into its own.

Whether or not to hold on after that is another matter.

Those who occupy the land and foundation first will definitely have an advantage. The other side will undoubtedly need to spend more energy to succeed later.

This is the next battle between the two sides.

For the two emperors, it might as well be more like a warm-up before the decisive battle.

As for the original owner of this place, he is too old, his opinion is no longer important ...

"Because it is the last battle, do you want your opponent to be this seat instead of him?" Chen Luoyang signaled Su Ye to retreat, and then said to Taisui, "As a reward for your role as a gambling tool in this gamble, this seat completes you. Give you a chance. "

Tai Sui is shrouded in blood all over his body, the heat is transpiration, like a human-shaped flood furnace.

His eyes were extremely cold, keeping an eye on Chen Luoyang, without saying a word.

It seemed to worry that when she spoke, she finally let out a breath.

But at this moment, his momentum also climbed to the zenith, reaching the highest peak in the end of his life.

Too old, without a word, stabbed at the gun.

Three rounds of blood red and Japanese combined together to attack Chen Luoyang.

Only Yu Wei, who was violently fired, separated the sea below, and the sea water retreated to both sides.

Chen Luoyang looked at each other calmly, and fisted up with fists.

Chi Youxiang grabbed a big gun among the nine magic soldiers above his head, facing each other, and turned towards Tai Sui!

There was no suspense in the collision between the two sides.

Only a moment later, Tai Tai's three Thai guns were defeated and they were crushed by Chen Luoyang.

The dark gold spearhead transformed by the horror fist destroyed three blood days at the same time, and then penetrated through the too-old body.

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