At the top of the vast sea of clouds, a majestic sword palace hovers above it.
Within the Sword Palace, billions of stars are suspended.
The sea of clouds surged, seven chessboards appeared, and six figures sat in corresponding positions.
A burly man opened his eyes in vain, staring straight at the chessboard in front of him with lightning-like eyes, on which the majestic momentum was clearly condensed.
This majestic general trend corresponds to the power of the Wei State. It is surging and stirring, stirring the sea of clouds in the entire Sword Palace, and even the billions of stars are flickering.
At the same time, the other five people also opened their eyes with smiles on their faces.
There was a layer of frost on his sword eyebrows. The Emperor of Yan State grabbed the wine bottle on the side, took a long sip, and said with some surprise: "He is not dead!"
"Fifth generation? The body of the origin of thunder and the origin of killing are condensed. This generation of moon gods is really weak!"
Emperor Zhao smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand from his sleeve, and hissed, violent thunder swirled around his fingertips, "The weakest moon god in history is not an exaggeration."
"How can the weakest Moon God, if he is the weakest Moon God, be able to break through one of Yan Zun's original bodies with the realm of the martial arts world!"
On the far west side, a woman said calmly, her tone was extremely indifferent, with a biting chill.
The woman has a flying fairy bun on her head, which looks like snow-like green silk hanging down. Its two ribbons move in the wind, as elegant as a fairy.
Her eyebrows are like crescent moons, and her eyes are like stars, but this woman's eyes are devoid of any emotion and are absolutely indifferent.
"Qi Zun, the fifth generation of moon gods is indeed not weak compared to many Yaogang generations, but compared with the moon gods of all generations, they pale a lot."
Black mist surged, and the man shrouded in the black mist spoke out, his voice hoarse.
Qi Zun, this woman is the Emperor of Qi, and the man who spoke out is the Emperor of Korea. As for the easternmost, the white-haired old man who has been silent is the Emperor of Chu.
Plus the bald man, the Emperor of Wei.
"How can someone who can inherit the mark of the Moon God be an ordinary person?"
The Emperor of Wei said lightly, with a flick of his right hand, a strong wind rolled out from the palm of his hand, stirring up the sea of clouds in the entire sword palace. The sea of clouds rolled back over the chessboard, and a scene suddenly appeared. The entrance of this scene
The shadows are Ye Chen, Wei Huang and others.
Six pairs of eyes fell on the man in white clothes. Yan Zun was slightly surprised and said: "Yogang, which has been peaceful for thousands of years, was in chaos because of him."
Staring at the mark on Ye Chen's eyebrows, Emperor Zhao stuck out his tongue slightly and said with some fanaticism: "Mark of the Moon God, do you want to capture this person now?"
"It's too weak, and its Moon God Seal hasn't been fully completed yet. Even if you capture it and seize the seal's meaning, you won't be able to achieve the results you and I want."
Qi Zun shook his head slowly and said with some regret: "The first four generations of Moon God, the first generation of seals, the third generation of seals, and the fourth generations of seals have all been extracted. As for the second generation of seals, they can be completely extracted after a few years.
"
"However, it is not enough. We still need a Dacheng Seal to gather the complete Moon God Seal!"
Hearing this, Yan Zun, Zhao Zun and others nodded in agreement, only Wei Zun's face was a little gloomy.
"The power of the Martial God turns into the Martial God Throne, and the power of Yaogang turns into the Yaogang Throne. Both of these are entirely dependent on the strength of the countries themselves."
"According to the agreement, we can only steal the mark. In the end, whether you can transcend it or not, you can live in peace!"
The Korean Emperor, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and said, giving Wei Zun a meaningful look, and said calmly: "Qin Zun is a lesson learned from the past. Since you are participating in this game, you must abide by the rules of this game."
At the mention of Qin Zun, Yan Zun and Wei Zun's expressions all changed.
Especially Qi Zun, Han Zun, Chu Zun, and Zhao Zun all looked at Yan Zun.
The last time his original body took action, he almost broke the rules.
"The rules have been set, and you have to follow the rules. I was rude last time!" Yan Zun's face changed slightly, and he smiled awkwardly. He stared at Ye Chen in the picture as if he were staring at prey, and said: "Wait for him to ask for help."
When you lose, it’s time to hunt.”
Hearing this, the four members withdrew their gaze. Yan Zun also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After thousands of years of getting along with each other, he knew the names of these members very well. Once he broke the rules, these members would erase him mercilessly.
"If you miss it, the chance of transcendence will be greater!" Yan Zun sighed slightly, glanced at the gloomy Wei Zun at the side, and said with a smile: "Wei Zun, the ungrown Moon God is not too scary. That son of Emperor Wei,
Although his strength is not outstanding, it is not that bad."
As soon as this statement came out, the other deities all looked in agreement.
It's just that this look in Wei Zun's eyes sounded a bit more like schadenfreude.
"Huh!" Wei Zun snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and the black wind reached the billions of stars, penetrated downwards, tore apart the sea of clouds, and the scene suddenly shattered.
"How could I not know the thoughts of these guys? I wish I had broken the rules and they would kill me together!"
Wei Zun closed his eyes tightly, and his burly figure gradually became illusory, until finally it completely disappeared.
"Wei Zun, remember the rules!" Zhao Zun looked at the empty futon and gloated.
...In the Shanghuang Palace, there are many swords and weapons, and a jade coffin is placed in the center of the sword palace.
Wei Zun opened his eyes, glanced deeply across the Sword Palace, looked at the billions of stars in the sky, and murmured: "Wei Wuyan, I hope you will not disappoint me!"
Wei Wuyan, the name of the contemporary Wei emperor.
"Unify the Martial God, unite the Martial God Throne, unify Yaogang, unite the Yaogang Throne!"
"I will get both of these fortunes!"
"The Seal of the Moon God merges into the Martial God Throne, and the Seal of the Emperor blends into the Yaogang Throne. When these two are combined, the Supreme Throne appears!"
"With these two fortunes, I can step onto the supreme throne and achieve transcendence."
In the empty sword palace, Wei Zun's muttering echoed.
Inside the crystal clear jade coffin, the second dream lay inside, with an inexplicable tranquility on his face.
...The sky above the Wei Imperial Palace was filled with turbulence.
The sword energy surged like a torrent. On the high platform, Emperor Wei had a calm expression on his face, with five round shields hovering in front of him.
Sitting on the dragon chair, Emperor Wei stared at the two figures appearing behind Ye Chen, "The body of the origin of thunder and the body of the origin of killing. Even if you use two origin bodies, your strength will become stronger, but your sword will still remain the same."
You cannot break through the constraints of time.”
The killing storm and thunder storm were swirling around, and Ye Chen's long hair danced like a snake behind him.
With eyes that were bone-chilling, Ye Chen stared at the Qilin Sword in his hand. His mind moved slightly. The body of the origin of thunder and the body of the killing origin were integrated into his body, and his aura surged.
"Crush it completely with the power of destroying it!" Ye Chen muttered to himself, turning a blind eye to the surprised looks around him.
"Time is running out, it's already been fifty breaths." Ye Chen said something that surprised everyone. Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the Qilin Sword in his hand trembled slightly again, and brought out a wave of
The crisp sound of the sword.
"It's already fifty breaths, even if it's a hundred breaths, you can't even think of breaking through my magical power!"
"Can your sword still move?" Emperor Wei asked lightly. He tapped his sword finger lightly. On the fifth round shield, the rules of time revolved. Ripples undulated and fell on the Qilin Sword, like a ten thousand mountain.
It looked like Yue fell on the Qilin Sword.
"Can my sword still move?" Ye Chen murmured to himself, as if he was asking himself and the Qilin Sword in his hand.
"When can my sword never be used?" Ye Chen raised his head and looked at Wei Zun, with a smile on his lips. He turned his right hand over and a bright sword light reappeared, completely shattering the pressure around him.
"Wei Gou, what's more terrifying than the stasis of time is the death of rules and the desolation of the land!"
The darkness like ink swallowed up everything, the bright sword light, the five round shields, and even Ye Chen's figure, "Counting the rules of time, in front of this sword of mine, there will be death, and the land will be deserted!"
The words fell into the darkness. Emperor Wei frowned slightly and looked up, only to see darkness in the land. In the deepest part of the darkness, a ray of light burst out, which was the light of a sword.
This sword light gave Emperor Wei a feeling of palpitations. The sword light flew out in an instant, and five round shields appeared in front of Emperor Wei again.
"How can this emperor's magical power be broken by you?" Emperor Wei comforted himself. His past self-confidence made him firmly believe in the magical power of time.