Empress: Husband, are you actually the leader of the Demon Sect?

Chapter 222 Stop pretending, your father and I are the dragon in the sky!

Wushuang took a deep breath and walked to the center of Nuo Da's square, attracting everyone's attention.

The Tianjiao of the Conferred God List, with unlimited aptitude, should also be extremely powerful, far surpassing many figures of the older generation.

Nangong Yu was well-known in Eastern Tianzhou, and they naturally knew about it, but there was no rumor about him being number four on the list of gods who turned into the world.

"Please enlighten me."

Nangong Yu seemed to have a calm face, but he was actually panicking inside.

As early as when he was at the position of the holy tree, he saw something tricky. In the dark, the dragon shot in the sky, as if it was for the girl in front of him.

Among the twelve sacred fruits, all of them were given to her, and she never took one.

If there is nothing to do with it, Nangong Yu will never believe it. Who knows if the mysterious Long Zaitian will appear suddenly.

But out of Jun Shiyuan's deterrence, he could only bite the bullet and attack Wushuang.

But making a shot doesn't mean that Wushuang is going to be injured. Could it be that he can't act?
When the words fell, there were fluctuations in the ancient realm of transformation, and when others saw this scene, they felt a burst of horror on the spot.

Has the Tianjiao of this era really become this terrifying?

At such a young age, it turned out to be an ancient realm!

boom!
The wind of the fist opened and closed, shaking the audience, Wushuang watched quietly.

Today, in the scene where the mainland giants gather together, she will not hold back any more, because at this moment, she shoulders the face of her father.

The eyes of the six gods opened and closed in an instant, causing the divine light to roar, and an afterimage appeared on the spot.

When Nangong Yu's fist wind came, Wushuang suddenly disappeared, and slapped Nangong Yu's left rib with a palm sideways.

Due to such speed, it seemed that he had seen through all of Nangong Yu's movements.

Nangong Yu looked overjoyed, and was about to scream before falling to the ground.

But he never expected that due to this force, his left rib trembled violently on the spot, and a crack appeared under the click!

He was caught off guard, groaned on the spot and stepped back again and again, with a look of shock on his face.

I still remember that last time, Wushuang couldn't bear his coercion. How could there be such an astonishing change today?
He didn't have any hesitation any more, he fully exploded the power of transforming the ancients, his body was filled with boundless true energy, and he was ready to fight seriously.

But in this battle, Wushuang only wanted a quick victory.

The breath of Sansheng Daogu quietly flowed away, and when it gathered in the palm, it revealed its figure, and stabbed Nangong Yu's forehead with another finger.

"Green armor and iron face!"

Nangong Yu's expression changed, Qinghe exploded the power of Nangong Shenmu, but at the moment of touching, he suddenly encountered a terrifying ancient divine power.

boom!
The iron surface that had just condensed collapsed directly, and Nangong Yu seemed to be facing the impact of a small world, and his whole body shuddered.

The sharp fingertips shattered his whole body, and when it touched his forehead, it caused the true essence Daoji to be shattered for a moment.

He let out another muffled groan, a severe pain hit his forehead, and his footsteps thumped back violently.

"I surrender!"

Nangong Yu was horrified, he could feel that if the fingertip entered another half an inch, he would be completely wiped out, and his blood would be splashed on the spot!
Seeing such a change, everyone in the audience suddenly stood up and looked at the two people in disbelief.

"What kind of aura was that just now, it was so terrifyingly fluctuating!"

"Contained in that girl's finger, even the true essence of the Ancient Transformation Realm can't resist?"

"It must be some kind of talent and ability. It is indeed the fourth place on the list of gods!"

The faces of the heroes changed, and they did not expect that this match would end so hastily after two or three moves.

And as Nangong Yu's footsteps retreated violently, his expression turned pale, and Jun Shiyuan above the tower couldn't help frowning.

"What is he doing?"

Just when it started, it was already over, which made Jun Shiyuan unexpected.

"Please forgive me." Wushuang took a deep breath, smiled, and wanted to return to Guan Chen's side.

This sudden victory made Guan Chen quite astonished.

Even though it was only a moment, the previous fluctuation was captured by many people on the field, and it naturally fell into Guan Chen's eyes.

If I guessed correctly, it should be Wushuang's Three Lives Dao Bone.

What really surprised Guan Chen was Nangong Yu's surrender on the spot, as if he was just going through the motions, as long as he made a move, it was enough.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Wushuang turned around, suddenly there was a cold voice.

Everyone on the field looked over, and when they saw that it was the emperor of the ancient clan, their breathing froze.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Nalan Qiongyu couldn't help frowning. Today's changes seem to be aimed at this girl intentionally or not.

Zhou Xuanji also slowly narrowed his eyes, as if he noticed something tricky.

Facing Jun Shiyuan's entry, Linghu Sun remained silent and did not stop him.

Wushuang turned around and asked, "Big brother, what advice do you have?"

Jun Shiyuan's expression was indifferent, and he opened his mouth slowly: "Since it's a competition, I also want to meet the fourth talent and strength on the list of gods."

After the words fell, everyone on the field looked at each other in blank dismay.

Isn't this obvious bullying?

Jun Shiyuan, as the emperor of the ancient clan and the descendant of the grandson of the god king Linghu, has unfathomable strength, and outsiders can't see through the depths.

After the God List came out, if there was no Long Zaitian who turned out to be born, he must be the number one arrogance.

His figure is obvious to all people from the ancient forces.

No matter how strong Wushuang is, he is only four years old. How can there be any comparison?
Looking at the Misty Palace Mistress sitting on the field, it is obvious that he will not interfere in this matter, so what does Jun Shiyuan mean?
"But I'm a little tired." Wushuang said a little apprehensively.

She has not yet recovered her original strength, and if she wants to defeat Jun Shiyuan, she can only expose her martial spirit.

"In view of fairness, I only give [-]% of my power." Jun Shiyuan said calmly, and then stopped talking nonsense, and raised his hand gently towards Wushuang.

It's an instant, boom!

The bluestone slab was overturned, and an indescribably powerful force was directly bombarding Wushuang.

Wushuang's face changed, and he used the Eye of the Six Gods again to avoid it.

But Jun Shiyuan's talent and ability are inherited from the entire ancient clan, and the ancient clan not only has one grandson of Linghu.

You know, as the top family in the mainland, even the Ji Tianchao founded by Wushuang's previous life cannot fully suppress the ancient family.

Otherwise, Jiu Linglong, as her good sister, would not be openly coveted by the Gu Clan.

Others may not know it, but she understands that there may be a Martial God alive in the ancient clan!

After laying the foundation for such resources, Jun Shiyuan is the most outstanding young generation of the contemporary ancient clan. One can imagine how terrifying his strength is.

In just an instant, Wushuang's figure was directly forced out, and blood was already spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Jun Shiyuan still looked calm, with one hand behind his back, without moving half a step, when he raised his hand again, the space exploded and roared, and he was torn to pieces alive.

The immense coercion turned into the condensed palm of God, causing Wushuang to bite his lip lightly, and retreat step by step.

Looking at this scene, many people from the ancient forces felt a sense of dread.

"This Jun Shiyuan is actually so strong!"

With only [-]% of his strength, Guan Wushuang, who is fourth on the list of gods, has no place to stay?
How big should the gap be between the Conferred Gods and Tianjiao?
Nalan Qiongyu was also watching this scene in the sedan chair of the Misty Palace, thinking that Jun Shiyuan would be the new head of the ancient clan from now on, she couldn't help but feel a strong oppressive force.

The manifestation of such a posture made her quite silent.

And Zhou Xuanji frowned, and said, "Is it a little too much?"

Jun Shiyuan glanced back, and replied lightly: "It's just a discussion, it's normal to bleed a little."

Zhou Xuanji groaned slightly, thinking about whether to make a move.

Seeing Wushuang retreating step by step, gritted his teeth for support, unwilling to admit defeat, Guan Chen, who was always sitting on the seat, calmly watched, finally slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

The way he got up was seen by Linghusun.

"Your Excellency, please don't meddle in the affairs of the younger generation, otherwise the old man will not be polite." Linghusun said slowly, with unkindness in his eyes.

This young man, he can't see the traces of the years, he is full of signs of vitality, but the surging power of true essence is extremely impressive.

Vaguely, it seems that she has practiced for thousands of years to keep her youthful appearance.

However, Guan Chen didn't have the fluctuations of a thousand years of practice at all, and this feeling was quite strange.

When these words came out, a smile appeared on the corner of Guan Chen's mouth.

The next one, he is the peerless Tianjiao Long Zaitian in the Taichu Continent.

The above one, he is the leader of the Black Lotus, the Emperor of Man, the leader of the Tianshumen, and the owner of the Mythical Great Luo Monument.

Today, he will not use the identity and methods of the superior, so as not to say that the big bully the small.

But he didn't intend to hide anything about the identity of the next person.

"Why, according to what you mean, I, Long Zaitian, have practiced for more than ten years, so I am already old?" Guan Chen smiled.

"What did you say?" Linghu Sun froze on the spot.

Guan Chen lightly raised his hand, and the supreme power of the Huangtian body opened and closed, causing the field to be plunged into an unspeakable storm in an instant.

This caused Jun Shiyuan's power to fluctuate, and it collapsed in an instant. When Wushuang stepped back with a thump, he heard Guan Chen utter these words, and turned around in astonishment.

"father?"

Suddenly, boom!

The aura of desolation covered the sky, causing yin and yang to become chaotic in an instant, and the deep aura fluctuated to cover the sun and the moon.

Everyone in the audience turned pale with shock and turned their heads to look in Guan Chen's direction, while Jun Shiyuan also narrowed his eyes.

This kind of aura made Nangong Yu on the other side show boundless horror.

"Long Zai Tian! This is the breath of Long Zai Tian!"

He looked at Guan Chen in shock, and vaguely, there was a sign that the masked man in the sacred tree overlapped with him!
Following this shocking sound, it finally caused the audience to be restless, and everyone's minds were rumbling, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

What's the situation, Wushuang's father is actually Long Zaitian?

Both father and daughter are on the list of gods! ?

"you……"

Linghusun's face changed, he never expected that this young man had not cultivated for a thousand years, but only for more than ten years!

No wonder... no wonder it looked so weird before!

"Father..." Wushuang felt the familiar aura revealed, it was the physique fluctuation of tearing Nangong Yuqing's armor with his hands when he was in the holy tree that day.

She stared, her mind in turmoil.

"I wanted to make a strategy for the mysterious world for you, but I didn't expect it to have such a big impact. Anyway, your father and I are Long Zaitian." Guan Chen sighed softly.

Then he looked at Jun Shiyuan again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It's normal to bleed a little, isn't it, then I'm not polite!
(End of this chapter)