Martial Myth System

Stand up as Sect Number One Person, calm the chaos and respect the emperor.

The rare Sect righteous top battle strength in the Pili world view-Emperor Supreme, stride calmly, stride proudly ahead, and walk into this Dark World.

She has a large white Confucian robe with red edges and golden lines. His white hair is vicissitudes of life and his expression is solemn and solemn.

Come step by step, accompanied by Qing Ang’s proud poems:

"Eight parties are the only ones, the dragons bow their heads, the emperor Supreme!"

Enter Here, [Emperor Supreme] Lin Tianxing's gaze directly crossed Tang Yuan, looking at the Immemorial Ancient God who was recovering rapidly behind him.

"Despicable gods, it is better to lie down under the ground!"

He screamed, full of boldness.

As the four great creation Daoist of the same name as the Buddha, Dao Emperor Sheng Wuji, and Nine Heavens Xuanzun, the Emperor Supreme naturally has this Sovereign attitude that dominates the world.

Under the scolding, even Tang Yuan, the Ancient God Cult master, couldn't help being heart trembled.

Looking back, the array of welcoming gods and sacrifices has been wrapped in the impact of the emperor's trip just now.

Tang Yuan's whole life's hard work was destroyed, and Tang Yuan looked like a madman in an instant.

"You guys!? How dare to do this!?"

Tang Yuan roared and urged the huge energy of dim-blue with both palms, which set off a burst of energy in this Dark World The endless wave of evil forces.

Under the impact of this wave, everything seems to be a tiny invisible mayfly.

Only in an instant, Han Feng and Lin Tianxing were swallowed up.

In the face of such an offensive, Lin Tianxing, the Emperor Sect, responded with...single-handed flat push——sovereign aura Return to Origin!

The golden Sect Holy Power gushes out, and the grandiose impacts on the cathartic wave of dim-blue evil force.

He pushed the power of the monstrous evil force back without moving, and directly knocked Tang Yuan upside down.

I was originally the Sovereign of Nan Wulin, now as weak as a broken sack...

Han Feng looked at this scene and applauded gently:

"As expected to be the Emperor Sect, casually hit the leader of Nan Wulin to have no resistance there's no resistance~"

"hahahaha! This is just because the opponent's level is really not enough, my old fogey is also It’s just an ordinary Confucian~"

The personality of the emperor is also interesting. After being praised, he is very happy, but he must say some humility.

Han Feng is aware of Huangru's character and does not follow him in ink. He looks again at the sacrifice to the gods engulfed by the [Huangtian’s Tour].

"Speaking of which, the driver will not confiscate his power, really ruined this altar, right?"

The emperor was taken aback for a moment:

"The other party is a True God anyway...Isn't it so casual?"

Just as the two were talking, a white silhouette burst out of Golden's imperial journey.

There is a pair of silver wings and eagle-like claws on the back. His hands are no different from human beings. They are wearing war skirts and strong naked torso...like a mythical creature.

It turned into a white rainbow light and directly caught Tang Yuan in the inverted flight.

Tang Yuan was caught by this strange-shaped ancient God, his weak body showed a relieved expression, endured the pain and said:

"Ancestor! You have finally recovered! "

This Revered Divinity showed a sly smile and said softly:

"Yes, Obuchi, you did a good job!"

while Speaking, His hand gently pressed Tang Yuan's chest, and plunged in like a hot knife cutting oil.

Tang Yuan was originally a relieved expression, and was swallowed by pain at this moment.

The blood was constantly pouring out of his mouth, and his eyes widened...there was incredible in his eyes.

"Ancestors!!!"

Hearing Tang Yuan’s call, this god’s expression was infinitely gentle, as if talking to his closest lover, but the words in his mouth were Extremely cruel:

"Little Yuan'er, Ancient God Cult inheritance for so many generations, you are the most obedient and believe me the most...but...you are also the stupidest... You are just a mortal...How can you inherit my noble bloodline? You Ancient God Cult lineage... are all sacrifices I cultivated~ You are to me, just as Nalan Qin is to you... and Pigs, dogs, food... there is no difference."

Speaking, in Tang Yuan’s unbelievable eyes, the palm of this white deity inserted into Tang Yuan’s chest produced unimaginable suction, which turned Tang Yuan’s whole body Turned into a pool of blood, absorbed into his body.

With Tang Yuan as a supplement, his strength climbed again, and he instantly boarded the realm of the gods and demons.

This terrifying aura is like a storm, wrapping him up. After the storm, the appearance of Revered Divinity is revealed again.

A dazzling brocade robe, already looks like a Human Race.

Long hair is like a waterfall, looking at Han Feng and Lin Tianxing:

"The two have been waiting for a long time, now...Do you still want to challenge me?"

In Dark Space, the long-haired god at this moment exudes a sacred and inviolable temperament, and at this moment is the Sovereign of this world.

Han Feng looked at this picture with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, nodded in a pretentious manner:

"It is true, but...we are not going to challenge you...but we plan to... Kill you~"

The god of long hair, hearing this, laughed for a long time:

"hahahaha, ignorant mortal! You two are just better than ordinary humans , But compared with the real Spiritual God...you are still far behind!"

The voice of the god is getting louder and louder, and the divine force around him is getting more and more boiling.

The so-called divine might be like a hell, and God's grace is like a sea... What he shows at this moment... is the divine force purgatory that can only be released by the true God's spiritual power.

"Mortal! What you are facing now is the Divine Race Guardian War God——Panlong Jinxiu!!"

Han Feng looked at this picture as if there was no accident at all. eyebrows raised:

"Guardian War God, it sounds like a very ordinary gatekeeper~ and...who told you that we only have two people?"

, The ultimate power strikes of the great vicissitudes of life above this dark space.

Panlong Jinxiu has brewed countless years in order to plan his re-come, and the Dark Space has been torn apart like fragile rice paper...

Ji Feitian, Yaoshuai, Li Jing The three Celestial Court gods descended from the broken Dark Space.

The black faded, and the appearance of the Ancient God Cult base camp in Nanwu Lin was revealed around... However... there was no one.

Han Feng looked at the three Xiang Qifeitian, and asked loudly:

"Three, have you emptied five thousand miles around this week?"

Twelve black wings are born on the back of the sky, and the whole body is filled with black purple air currents:

"Reporting back to Great Heavenly Venerate, here has been completely emptied, and at the same time, the Celestial Court gods can use the power of the monster Buddha Nan Wu Lin deployed the grand Formation, no matter how you fight next, it will not cause real damage to the land of Nine Provinces."

Panlong Jinxiu heard the conversation between Han Feng and Han Feng, and his eyes flashed a little joke. :

"Do you think you can challenge a True God by planning well?"

Han Feng shook his head:

"I have to correct it again On your side...not a challenge...it is a siege!"