Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 1078

Everyone in the Wanxiang sect was dumbfounded.

Especially Headmaster Void and Patriarch Xuanqing, who were crying with joy just now, how can people accept this reversal now?
Most importantly, they couldn't understand Zhao Yuankai.

In their view, Tianxuanji's family is benevolent and righteous, and that magnificent saintess has repeatedly backed down, and in terms of status and status, she is such a good match for His Majesty!

As long as His Majesty nods, everything becomes simple.

This is obviously a great thing!
But Your Majesty...

However, Kong Kong is still certain in his heart, that is, His Majesty will not be wrong, absolutely not, especially in the current situation!

In addition, he faintly sensed something wrong.

Especially Ji Ruoshui's sentence that you are very confident, which made Master Kong's blood boil uncontrollably.

What do you mean?
To put it bluntly, it means that His Majesty is not afraid of the blood-robed patriarch of the eighth heaven of transformation gods.

This shows that His Majesty has a backhand, the general is in the dark, and has never lost his position.

Under the cloud.

The face of the blood-robed patriarch was ugly.

This was no longer simply being teased and ignored, but he heard how much the Tianxuanji family valued the little emperor!
That's Ji Ruoshui.

The most dazzling saint in Middle-earth today.

Backed by Tianxuanji's family, even the Taicang sect had to be cautious.

However, Ji Ruoshui actually showed such amazing patience and forbearance to the little emperor. If this is reported back to the Middle-earth Region, how many arrogant leaders will go crazy!

In short, the situation has evolved to the point where the blood-robed patriarch couldn't understand. He was terrified, but even more helpless.

"At this point, I don't have a choice anymore, the old ancestor, Ji family saintess, that old senior, please remember your words, as long as I kill the little emperor, let me live!!"

The blood-robed patriarch shouted again.

"Noisy! The young master of my family has promised, why don't you worry about it, just do it!" The old man on crutches snorted angrily.

Ji Ruoshui didn't speak, and was quiet.

"it is good!"

"very good!"

"Little Emperor, let's do it!"

"Old Ancestor, I admire your backbone, but I'm sorry, you will definitely die today!!"

At that moment, the blood-robed patriarch was completely desperate.

The eighth layer of Huashen's cultivation was without any reservations, and the terrifying aura surged out, even completely dyeing the black cloud covering a kilometer above the sky into blood red, like a surging blood tide, shocking the world.

Down below, the elders of the Wanxiang sect were suffocated on the spot by the terrifying aura and coercion, bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

There were even a few people with low cultivation bases, their bodies exploded and died on the spot! !
Patriarch Xuanqing's face changed drastically, and he quickly tried to resist, but it was useless.

Headmaster Void at the eighth level of Returning to True Realm only felt that Da Zhou's blood had reversed, and he couldn't even boost his cultivation, so he could only grit his teeth in despair.

"This... is this the combat power of the God Transformation Eighth Layer?"

"Worthy of being the representative of the strongest background in the Western Heaven Territory!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

At this moment, Zhao Yuankai was quite horrified.

He also didn't expect that after all the cultivation bases of the God Transformation Eight Layers were released, the coercion alone would be so terrifying.

If he wasn't in the Wanxiang sect today, then with the fighting power of the blood-robed patriarch, he could definitely wipe out the Wanxiang sect by himself!
Zhao Yuankai didn't hesitate at all, and with a thought, the Zijin Dragon Qi Jue was pushed to the extreme state in an instant!

This is a god-level defensive skill, and if nothing else happens, it can be the best in the world of Kyushu!

Once fully activated, it can ignore all coercion and attacks within the three small realms higher than Zhao Yuankai's cultivation base.

But don't forget, this is based on Zhao Yuankai's realm as a reference.

With the assistance of the system, Zhao Yuankai's cultivation of immortality has entered the stage of proceduralization, which means that the efficiency is extreme, which ensures that Zhao Yuankai is invincible at the same level!
Therefore, as soon as the Zijin Dragon Qi came out, it directly ignored the coercion and deterrence of the blood-robed ancestor.

Zhao Yuankai's three small realms are completely comparable to the five small realms of the blood-robed patriarch's qualifications. Even if the blood-robed patriarch is now at the peak of Huashen Jiuzhongtian, it is still not enough to watch!
at the moment.

Just a moment after the blood-robed patriarch went completely mad, Zhao Yuankai, who was standing with his hands behind his back in front of the master peak of the Wanxiang sect, was motionless, but a dazzling golden light burst out from the surroundings.

Among the rays of light, there is even a phantom of a golden dragon floating up and down.

In just an instant, all the coercion of Wanxiang Sect was completely wiped out and disappeared.

"No...impossible!"

The old man on crutches suddenly turned pale, and his cloudy old eyes instantly became clear and terrifying. The old eyes were wide open, fixedly staring at the bursting golden aura.

He was the only existence on the scene who had surpassed the state of transforming gods, and it was precisely because of this that he immediately noticed the frightening aspect of this golden aura!
In front of him, Ji Ruoshui was also stunned, her brows were frowned, and she said in a deep voice:
"This aura can actually ignore the desperate shock of the Eighth Heaven of Transformation God? And it still circulates in the realm of the Fifth Heaven of Transformation God? This... This is definitely a supreme god-level Taoism that surpasses the heavenly level!"

"What the little master said is absolutely true, this is the only possibility, and this son has obviously cultivated this supreme god-level Taoism to the pinnacle of perfection, no wonder he is so confident, he is old... his eyes are clumsy..." The old man on crutches echoed , with some frustration in his tone of astonishment.

Ji Ruoshui didn't respond anymore, but still stared fixedly at Zhao Yuankai who was standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes became a little confused and misty.

She had to admit that the man standing with his hands behind his back not far away was too dazzling.

The posture at the moment, the aura at the moment, and the means of coping... all subverted Ji Ruoshui's cognition.

Ji Ruoshui said that Zhao Yuankai was very confident.

So she was curious where did this confidence come from?

Probably two possibilities.

One is secretly sheltered by an expert, so he has nothing to fear.

The second is that Zhao Yuankai's real combat power is not weaker than that of the blood-robed ancestor.

This is actually not uncommon. The world of cultivation has never lacked geniuses who leapfrogged to fight. Zhao Yuankai's immortal talent is known as eternal, and it is not impossible to fight against the eighth heaven with the cultivation base of the fifth heaven of transformation god.

It's just that it shouldn't be so easy and freehand!

At least it was a desperate fight to win by a narrow margin!
But now...

That man stood there all the time, with his hands behind his back, the eight winds did not move, and the aura of purple gold burst out, and he was so respectful that everything was invulnerable! !

The pressure on Wanxiangzong's side suddenly dropped.

Patriarch Xuanqing was stunned on the spot.

He was too familiar with that purple-gold aura.

In the Wanxiang sect back then, it was His Majesty's aura of purple gold that made all his Taoist combat power useless.

At that time, he thought that His Majesty just crushed him by virtue of his absolute superiority in cultivation.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all!
The Eighth Heaven of Transformation God still can't break His Majesty's protective Zijin Dragon Qi!

"My emperor's martial arts, my emperor's martial arts!!"

Xuan Qing was so excited that she roared crazily.

why?
Because this means that no one in the entire Western Heaven Territory can harm His Majesty, not even the blood-robed Patriarch, nor Tai Yi from the Tianshen Sect!

but!
Right now!

The one who was most terrified and panicked was the blood-robed patriarch.

When he clearly sensed that purple-gold dragon aura burst out, all the pressure of his aura was instantly suppressed, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, destructive, and there was not even the slightest confrontation and pull!

what does this mean?
It meant that with his cultivation base, he couldn't break the little emperor's protective spirit at all.

It means that the little emperor is completely invincible in front of himself in the Eighth Heaven of Transformation God!

If the little emperor is not dead, then he must die!
"So, this is your confidence!!" the blood-robed patriarch roared.

At that moment, he was completely insane.

Without any hesitation, let alone any hesitation, he suddenly shouted loudly, like a thunder in the clear sky:

"Blood Demon Knife!!"

Then, I saw the blood-robed patriarch pointing to the sky with both hands, grasping the void, the blood-colored cloud above his head rolled rapidly, solidified in an instant, and turned into a phantom of a blood knife as high as a thousand meters!

In the hands of the blood-robed patriarch, a crimson magic knife exuding a terrifying bloodthirsty aura spit out strange and terrifying blood-colored runes, as if standing in the thousand-meter blood shadow!
The coercion broke out again, and it rose extremely, it turned out to be more than ten times what it was before!
The Zijin Dragon Qi outside Zhao Yuankai's body also trembled violently at this moment, violently disordered, and the bloody aura that devoured the heart and soul was like a hundred holes invading, covering the top of the Wanxiang sect in an instant.

"The Blood Demon Knife, the Holy Artifact of the Blood Emperor Valley!" Ji Ruoshui's eyes froze, and she muttered.

The old man on crutches stepped forward, and a cloud of Dao Qi came out, protecting Ji Ruoshui without being affected at all, and then hummed softly:
"This knife can't fit together, I'm afraid no one can stop it."

but……

As soon as the words fell, the old man on crutches suddenly shrank his pupils sharply, looked at the little emperor in the distance in disbelief, shook his head again and again, and said in a trembling voice:

"No, it's impossible!"

I see.

The next breath of the advent of the magic knife blood shadow.

A breath of silence that didn't let the wind down in the slightest suddenly erupted.

Zhao Yuankai, who had been unmoved by the wind, just raised his palm to support the sky. In an instant, a phantom of a golden palm that spanned thousands of meters solidified in an instant, as if supporting the sky, resisting the violent bloody knife. prestige.

"Ah ah ah..."

The blood demon patriarch roared crazily.

His eyes were scarlet, his face was ferocious, and he seemed to be completely possessed.

The blood demon knife held together slashed in the air, wrapped around the thousand-meter magic knife like Optimus Prime, the blood shadow slashed down wildly!
This knife is astonishingly powerful.

If it falls, it will definitely split the ground for ten miles, and directly destroy half of the foundation of the Vientiane Sect.

however……

When the knife fell, it slashed into the phantom of the palm of Nirvana that Zhao Yuankai raised his hand to cast, and unexpectedly stopped every inch of his speed, and then froze for life.

The pair of swords triggered by the palm of the blade made a loud noise that shook the heavens and the earth.

"boom!!"

One after another circular shock waves swayed for thousands of miles.

This kind of scene, this kind of power, made everyone stunned and suffocated.

"This kid actually really...really blocked..." The old man on crutches, whose old eyes became sharp and terrifying at some point, gasped in awe.

In front of him, Ji Ruoshui bit her red lips tightly, her eyes were so horrified, with a little confusion.

"How could this be?"

"No, it's impossible!!"

"I'm not willing, I'm not convinced!!"

"You are nothing more than the fifth heaven of Huashen, how can you block this knife??"

"No... no, you must die, little emperor, you are too monstrous, even the immortal sect has whispered to you, if you don't die, Kyushu will be in chaos!!"

The blood-robed patriarch has already tried his best.

That is the Blood Demon Knife, it is said to be a sacred weapon, but it is actually extremely evil!

That knife just now had exhausted all of his dantian Da Zhoutian's power to transform into gods. It was the strongest blow of his life, a desperate fight.

Try to destroy the world with one blow, and completely obliterate Zhao Yuankai!

But if that knife is blocked, the blood demon patriarch's combat power will drop immediately, and there will be no chance of winning!
the most important point is.

The fighting power and potential revealed by the little emperor has completely subverted cognition.

It's nothing more than a [-]-year-old Huashen Fifth Layer, but the real combat power is not afraid of any existence below the Fusion Realm!

This still means that the Western Sky Territory is invincible! !
In more time, I'm afraid even Taicang Xianmen can't help this little emperor!
No!

The little emperor must die!

Can't stay any longer! !

This was the only thought of the blood-robed patriarch after he was insane and frustrated.

He knew that he would not be able to escape the test of the old man on crutches below, he would definitely die, and after his death, the Tianxuanji family would absolutely chase after the little emperor at all costs.

Then, the little emperor will definitely grow up completely, and finally threaten the fairy gate!

Once the Immortal Sect is tied up, the Blood Emperor Valley behind him will have only one end, complete destruction, there is no other possibility.

Suddenly.

The face of the blood-robed patriarch calmed down.

He looked down at the little emperor below, and a wicked smile appeared on his terrifying old face.

Also this moment.

Suddenly, the old man on crutches was furious and shouted:
"You dare?!!"

Immediately afterwards, a quaint dao force dozens of times stronger than the peak aura of the blood robe ancestor wielding the blood demon knife swayed loudly.

but……

The next breath, the old man on crutches was stunned.

The dead wooden crutch raised in his hand was just horizontal in the air, pointing forward, his old eyes widened, and the expression on his face froze immediately.

for a long time……

It seems that the world has returned to silence.

Above the sky, the phantom of the blood knife dispersed inch by inch in silence, the body of the blood-robed ancestor floated in the air, his limbs were hanging down, and the red blood knife was still tightly held in his right hand.

An ancient sword with a simple shape and a black body like a stone strip was nailed to the dantian of the blood demon ancestor, eye-catching and shocking!
As for the Gorefiend Patriarch, there is no longer any fluctuation in vitality, and he is already dead!

The phantom of the golden palm that supported the sky was still there, and the moment the ancient sword disappeared, the corpse of the blood-robed ancestor was directly compressed into a blood spot, and finally turned into nothingness.

What's more, the Blood Emperor Holy Lord who had been trembling and sluggish was wiped out without the slightest resistance while clasping his hands and clenching his fists!
The smoke clears and the clouds disperse.

The clear sky reappeared.

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Yuankai stood in that position, even if he was palming, his left hand was always elegantly carried behind his back.

Turning around, her expression was flat, as if nothing had happened before, she just looked at Ji Ruoshui quietly.

　Happy 520 holiday.

　　Good night, sweet dreams

　　
　
(End of this chapter)