2777. The first two thousand seven hundred and seventy-seventh one hand can destroy you!
The sudden imperial pressure shocked hundreds of millions of monks in the imperial city.
The first reaction of everyone was that the Eternal Emperor had intervened in this battle.
After all, Gu Changsheng was bombarded on the light screen before, and everyone even vaguely saw blood spurting out of Gu Changsheng's seven orifices.
Therefore, they all believed that Gu Changsheng should have suffered a death crisis at this moment.
But soon, they denied it.
One is that the Eternal Emperor, as the emperor of the divine dynasty, would never personally intervene in the battle of his descendants.
Even if he intervenes, he will only take away Gu Changsheng and not attack Qin Yu.
One is that Lord Wujian is still sitting on the flying sword. If the Eternal Emperor really intervenes, then Lord Wujian will never remain indifferent.
After it was confirmed, the monks were filled with sadness.
These eighty-one princes are really endless.
The terrifying Dragon Backbone before, and the terrifying imperial pressure now, he is indeed the most beloved prince of the Eternal Emperor.
While hundreds of millions of monks in the imperial city were lamenting, many princes in the palace were clenching their fists, and their eyes were full of envy due to their noble status.
The Eternal Emperor has a total of eighty-one princes. Although they are all princes, their statuses are very different.
Gu Changsheng possesses several immortal-level weapons, but some princes don't have any.
Gu Changsheng can go to see the Eternal Emperor at any time and receive personal guidance from the Eternal Emperor. However, some princes have not seen the Eternal Emperor for who knows how many years, let alone receive guidance.
Feeling that Gu Changsheng's magical weapons were emerging in endlessly above them, many princes felt extremely unwilling.
Among them, there is Gu Yi!
Under a remote mountain range in the palace, Gu Yi looked at the cloud and mist arena in front of him with his hands behind his back, and could vaguely see two blurry figures in the light curtain.
Feeling the boundless imperial pressure pressing down on his heart, Gu Yi's hard face showed a ferocious look.
"Did you even give him the imperial crown?"
He is the seventy-ninth son of the Eternal Emperor, the seventy-ninth prince who is upright.
Although they are both princes, the treatment of Gu Yi and Gu Changsheng is almost completely different.
It can be concluded from the fact that he entered the Land of Origin and fought hard.
Because Ru Gu Changsheng simply doesn’t bother to go to the Origin.
Although the Land of Origin has top-notch creations, how many of them can compare with the creations given to him by the Eternal Emperor?
But Gu Yi is different.
He needs not only good fortune but also connections to enter the Land of Origin. This is why he took the initiative to make friends with Qin Yu in the Land of Origin.
"Check this Pingtian sword carefully afterwards." Just as Gu Yi was meditating, a sinister voice sounded in Gu Yi's mind.
Gu Yi was stunned for a moment.
"The sixth level of the ancestral realm, that sword energy, this person has also been to the place of origin this time!" A sinister voice said.
Only then did Gu Yi come back to his senses, his eyes flickering. He had been to the place of origin? Sword Qi?
Who... could this person be?
"Yes, Demon Lord!" Gu Yi suppressed the thoughts in his heart and said in a low voice.
"Everything needs to be done step by step. One day, you will prove to your father that you are no worse than anyone else!"
Gu Yi's pupils condensed, and a blazing light emerged.
"Yes, Demon Lord!"
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Just when hundreds of millions of monks in the imperial city were shocked, Qin Yu's old body trembled in the light curtain. This pressure made him almost have the urge to kneel down and worship.
When he resisted forcefully, Qin Yu's body kept flying backwards.
He could not resist the boundless imperial pressure.
Gu Changsheng, who was wearing a purple and gold imperial crown, strode towards Qin Yu with his hands behind his back and his eyes glaring at Qin Yu.
With every step he took, the emperor's pressure became more and more terrifying. He advanced and Qin Yu retreated!
In the end, Qin Yu hit the light curtain, blood flowed from his seven orifices, his body was bent, and he almost knelt down.
"Pingtian Jianzi, is this all your strength?" Gu Changsheng said loudly, with a ferocious look on his handsome and majestic face.
In so many years, it was the first time that a person with a lower level than himself was forced to such a point. Not only did he use his battle armor, dragon spine, and finally the power of the emperor's crown.
This made Gu Changsheng feel full of rage. Even if he won this battle, in his heart, in the eyes of others, it might be a draw, or even a loss.
Because Qin Yu's level is lower than him!
How could Gu Changsheng, who had never failed before, not be angry?
He wished he could tear Qin Yu into pieces.
Qin Yu, who was almost kneeling down, looked at Gu Changsheng who was walking slowly, looked at the ferocious look on his face, and smiled: "Others say that I, Pingtian Jianzi, rely on external forces and that million divine swords.
Compared to the eighty-one princes, I feel inferior."
Qin Yu's voice roared, echoing over the imperial city.
It left hundreds of millions of monks stunned.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Pingtian Jianzi was still attacking the heart!
Many monks also heard about the two people's previous attacks on each other's Taoist minds, and secretly sighed at the cunning of the two.
But he didn't expect that now, Qin Yu would be attacked again.
Gu Changsheng paused, staring at Qin Yu with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He stared at Qin Yu and smiled calmly: "Pingtian Jianzi, is this a death struggle?
But I tell you, it’s useless. Today, I will kill you, and your master’s presence is useless!”
"Haha, to be honest, I am a little disappointed with the Eighty-one Prince. Do you know why I challenged you before? It was because I heard too many rumors about you in the Imperial City, about how you defy the heavens... But this time
The war made me understand, and even let hundreds of millions of people of the Eternal Divine Dynasty understand that your defiance is just the shadow of your father's generation!" Qin Yu, who was bleeding from all his orifices, said calmly.
The calmer Qin Yu's words were, the more angry Gu Changsheng felt in his heart. Fortunately, his state of mind was extraordinary and he suppressed it with force.
Even, he knew that Qin Yu intended to anger him, but the anger in his heart still couldn't be suppressed.
"Do you think these words can anger me?" A smile appeared on Gu Changsheng's face and he took steps again.
But this time, the purple and gold imperial crown above his head shone brightly, and a faint imperial figure emerged in the light of the purple and gold imperial crown.
At this moment, although Gu Changsheng said he was not angry, his actions showed that he was on the verge of rage.
"Finished? Die." Gu Changsheng sneered.
"The last sentence!" Qin Yu, who was kneeling on one knee with blood streaming from his Qiqiao, looked at Gu Changsheng.
"Put aside the shadow of your father's generation, I, Pingtian Sword, can destroy you with one hand!" Qin Yu laughed loudly, and blood gushes out from the seven orifices again.
Gu Changsheng's steps paused, and anger was already spreading deep in his eyes.
The moment Gu Changsheng paused, Qin Yu, who was kneeling on one knee, moved, and a huge dragon chair appeared next to him.
"Supernatural power, the emperor appears!" Qin Yu muttered in his heart and directly smashed the jade bottle containing the blood of the winner of the First Emperor against the Ancestral Dragon Chair.
In an instant, the Ancestral Dragon Chair shone with radiance, and the boundless imperial pressure was overwhelming!