Chapter 1648 Heavenly Emperor, return [Thanks: Unsealing of 3d7d]
Xiao Tiange's expulsion not only did not hurt Immortal King Zizhu, but actually helped him.
"boom!"
The avenue trembled wildly.
The aura of the Purple Bamboo Immortal King grew infinitely at this time, reaching an extremely terrifying level.
"Congratulations to the Palace Master, the Palace Master has broken through the shackles and stepped onto the great road!" The owner of the Sword King Village and others said excitedly at this time.
Not only the Immortal King Purple Bamboo is getting stronger.
The owner of the Sword King Village, Commander Fenghua and others are of the same origin as the Immortal King Purple Bamboo and coexist on the same orthodox path.
At this moment, the master of Sword King Manor, Fenghua Commander, and these powerful holy emperors whose original holy road reached 900 meters, their auras were high, their blood energy was soaring to the sky, and they were enveloped by the holy light.
"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and the avenue led by Feng Hua shook violently, and then spread out, until it stopped at 999 meters.
"The Holy Emperor's Limit!"
"More than one person!"
At this time, the owner of the Sword King Village, Chief Yi, and several others had all reached the limit of the Holy Emperor.
The Ultimate Holy Emperor is a person who has reached the extreme of the holy road.
Although a few of them don't have the strength to fight against the Immortal King, they are not even tenth dan, but they are still very strong.
At least based on the current state of these people, it is difficult to find an opponent in the Holy Emperor realm.
If we could turn back time and return to the Yunzhou Fengyun Club, the strength of these people would be enough to suppress Ling Mu.
"Bastard!" Xiao Tiange's eyes were cold. He didn't expect that his one move would lead to the creation of the Purple Bamboo Immortal Palace.
"Why are you still standing there? Kill them!" Xiao Tiange said coldly.
In an instant, three of the five Immortal Kings who were originally chasing Chu Yan stepped out and attacked Zizhu, Hua Feng, Sword King Village Master and others respectively.
"Purple Bamboo Immortal Palace, meet the enemy, kill!" Immortal King Purple Bamboo was the first to shout loudly. The two-kilometer holy road made him feel the power surge like a spring. He punched out, and purple light enveloped the nine days in an instant. He was with an Immortal King of the Xiao Clan.
Go to the bomb.
"I have a sword that can kill all the heartless people in the world. Kill!" Immortal King Hua Feng slashed out with the sword and hid the sword in the sky: "Donghua, suffer death!"
"Boom!" In an instant, the battlefield of the Immortal King was divided.
Originally there was one place, now there are three.
There was another person who was going to kill the Master of the Sword King Village and the other Saint Emperors. He was the Immortal King of the Chen Clan.
Chu Yan's eyes turned red when he saw this: "You bastard, come and kill me. Even if you are a dignified Immortal King, killing a group of holy emperors is considered your ability? Have you lived for tens of thousands of years and you have to live like a dog?"
At this moment, Chu Yan was really angry.
At this point in the war, even if the true gods collided in the nine heavens, they all deliberately controlled the battlefield so as not to affect some innocent and weak people.
But now, the opponent has no rules at all. Even if the Sword King Village Master and several others reach the ultimate holy emperor, how can they be the opponent of the Immortal King?
"Young Master Chu, don't worry about us. If we die today, in the past, we will kill ten immortal kings to avenge us!" The owner of the Sword King Village shouted loudly, holding up his sword: "There are no weak people in the Purple Bamboo Immortal Palace. Everyone, follow your orders."
Seat, kill!"
"kill!"
At this time, when the nearly ten Ultimate Holy Emperors faced an Immortal King, no one retreated. Instead, they all became excited and took the initiative to attack with constant holy light.
This scene shocked so many people.
The Immortal King also frowned and said with a sarcastic smile: "The earthworm shakes the tree!"
"cut!"
"Poof!" The Immortal King struck out with his sword, and the avenue in the sky trembled violently, and a Saint Emperor of the Purple Bamboo Immortal Palace was cut in half.
"No!" Chu Yan said desperately. He had seen the Holy Emperor, who was a preaching teacher in the academy: "Clan Chen, in this life, I, Chu Yan, will never share the same fate with you!"
"Today is the end of your life." There is still one Immortal King left in the Xiao clan, and the Great Sun Flame Curse swallowed up the sun and the moon, causing the Chu Yan Holy Body to shatter.
"Young Master Chu, kill the enemy. It's worth it for us to fight Young Master Chu and the palace master today in this life!" The nine-tailed fox girl laughed with relief. The next moment, her immortal body was smashed to pieces by the Chen Clan Immortal King, and she vomited blood.
, the Qi machine decreased infinitely, and the avenues collapsed.
"Nine tails!" Chief Yi roared, and the next moment, the Immortal King of the Chen Clan was coming to kill him.
He raised his head, his eyes were red but full of helplessness.
If he fights today, he has no regrets, but he hates it.
Unwilling to die like this.
"Come on! Kill!" Chief Yi shouted loudly, the wind roared and rustled. At this time, his road shook, and a pair of golden wings suddenly rose from the shoulder blades behind his back.
Those wings were not transformed by spiritual energy, but real feathers, born behind the back of Chief Yi.
At this moment, he was like a divine bird in the sky.
Chief Yi was also stunned. Looking at the huge wings, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He didn't expect that he would actually give birth to wings at this moment?
Why were the Yi tribe abandoned by the Yi God tribe?
Because the wings of the Yi tribe have been degraded and they have no feathers. What kind of Wing God tribe are they? Therefore, the Yi God tribe has never recognized that they are descendants of the Wing God tribe.
Over the years, he has become accustomed to it, and even thought that maybe, they really have nothing to do with the Winged God Clan. The Winged God Clan, the ancient and aloof god clan, what about them? They are just ants in the Nine Heavens.
But now, he has feathers on his back.
There were even tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, as if he was smiling and crying.
"Haha, the Wing God Clan, have you seen it? I have feathers. From today on, who dares to say that we, the Yi Clan, are not descendants of the true gods!" The leader of the Yi Clan laughed wildly, but felt sad at the same time.
What is the use of giving him a pair of wings when he is about to die?
Does it make him despair?
Wing God Clan, will anyone see it?
If so, would you still laugh at him?
But the next moment, Chief Yi’s eyes were sharp and his wings were spread out like a divine bird. When he looked at the Chen Clan Immortal King again, he was completely cold: “Queen God, even if you die, it will not be your turn to humiliate the Immortal Kings.
,piss off!"
"boom!"
The divine feather was like a giant towering to the sky, making a roaring sound. The Chen Clan Immortal King's face changed slightly, and he actually smelled a hint of threat on the wings.
Immediately, Chen Clan Immortal King was not allowed to think, his body burst apart, the avenue was trembling, and he was directly hit by a killing force, causing his body to fly backwards infinitely.
"boom!"
The Immortal King of the Chen Clan crashed into a mountain, and the mountain collapsed. When he got up, he vomited blood continuously and his eyes were as cold as ice. Today, this majestic Immortal King was knocked away by a Holy Emperor?
At this time, everyone was dumbfounded. Today, there were countless changes. First there was a battle between gods, and later, Chu Yan killed two immortal kings, and the Zizhu Immortal King broke through. Now, the descendants of the Wing God Clan have appeared.
In addition, it also made many people feel a faint sense of solemnity.
Dragon Palace and Purple Bamboo Immortal Palace, two weak immortal palaces. Logically speaking, their existence should have been wiped out instantly, but here they are still struggling to their death.
A famous Holy Emperor from Zizhu Immortal Palace, with a strong character.
"Old man Yi, well done! Haha, from today on, I, the Sword King, will obey you!" The owner of the Sword King Manor laughed wildly.
However, the laughter remained the same, and the faces of everyone in Zizhu Immortal Palace showed no joy.
The Immortal King was not dead, and even his injuries were not too serious.
Today, Zizhu Immortal Palace is still in a desperate situation.
Who can break it?
"You are all going to die." The Immortal King of the Chen Clan entered the air again, his breath surging, shocking the whole world, and the expressions of everyone in the Zizhu Immortal Palace became gloomy.
"Kill!" The Immortal King of the Chen Clan raised his hand. As soon as he thought, everyone in the Zizhu Immortal Palace felt that their spirits were scattered, and their souls were under attack.
"How dare you!" Chu Yan roared as if he was alive. He wanted to rush there, but he couldn't do it. Even if he separated three people, there were still two immortal kings restraining him.
Coupled with his previous injuries, he is now at the end of his strength.
There are two Immortal Kings, one is from the Xiao clan and the other is Dong Zheng.
"Chu Yan, it's over. You can't save anyone today!" Immortal King Dongzheng said coldly.
The two immortal kings Hua Feng and Zizhu tried their best to help, but they couldn't.
Although Zizhu broke through, it was not yet stable. He had the upper hand against Donghua, but he couldn't get away to support him, but he couldn't.
As for the Huafeng Immortal King, his opponent is an Immortal King of the Xiao Clan, which is even more impossible.
"Zizhu, so what if your Zizhu Immortal Palace is independent? Today, there is no one in your Immortal Palace except you!" Immortal King Donghua said coldly.
The Immortal King of the Chen Clan, who controls the Dao, the Master of the Sword King Village, and others are really in a desperate situation, but they stand there calmly and without regrets.
"Young Master Chu, Jianyi, you can help me take care of you from now on!" The owner of Sword King Village smiled freely.
"Master Sword Manor, no!"
"Boy, you have an extraordinary destiny. If the palace master believes in you, we will believe in you and live on." The Yi clan leader laughed like a man and looked at the Purple Bamboo Immortal Palace: "Palace master, old slave, I can no longer accompany you! Yi clan, please pay attention.
Here you go!”
"Senior Yi, hold on!" Chu Yan's eyes were tearing, and he was killing the enemy with all his strength. At this moment, the blood of the Holy King was not consumed at all, and several of the great dharma bodies were also overdrawn, frantically fighting against the enemy, trying to rush out.
"It's too late..." Several people smiled and shook their heads, and then, led by the owner of the Sword King Village, they all took a step forward and looked at the Chen Clan Immortal King again, with extremely determined eyes.
"Zizhu Palace, you must die with honor. Everyone, take action!" said the master of Sword King Village. Chief Yi laughed and rushed into the nine heavens.
"Buzz!" At this moment, several holy roads suddenly glowed with light, threatening to explode.
"No!" Chu Yan roared, raised his head and glanced at Jiutian. The king was restrained by the five true gods, and the situation was not a matter of seconds. He also glanced at Jiu Lao, but he was drinking, as if he didn't see it.
The feeling of helplessness has never been stronger.
"You forced me!" Chu Yan clenched his fists, and then he didn't care about anything else. He couldn't care about what was exposed or not.
At this moment, the Jiutian Xuan Tower was spinning rapidly in his spiritual world.
