Fusion Overlord at the beginning, kill the enemy and become stronger

Chapter 290 The Battle of the Emperor Begins

Follow Xu Qianqiu out of the room.

A cold domineering air also spread out.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Wanjie Building was covered.

Jue Ming and Hu Xuefeng felt their scalps tingling, they were also called emperors, but at this moment, they felt a little fear in front of Xu Qianqiu.

"What a strong breath..."

"In the past few years, I have improved a lot, little monk, but why do I still feel so afraid in front of him?"

Jue Ming's eyes changed.

Not only Jue Ming, Hu Xuefeng.

Xu Qianqiu's aura also alarmed the other monks in Wanjie Building.

Many people walked out of the room one by one.

They looked at Xu Qianqiu, their eyes couldn't help flickering.

"This kind of breath, this person is not simple."

"Who is this person? Why haven't I seen him in the battle for the emperor before? Could it be that he is the emperor who has risen in recent years?"

"That's Jue Ming, Hu Xuefeng."

"Did they have a conflict with this man?"

There was a lot of discussion.

Among those people who were alarmed, there were many people who were on the list of emperors, and they looked at Xu Qianqiu with curiosity in their eyes.

"Owner."

When Daji and his daughters saw Xu Qianqiu leaving the customs, they greeted him.

Hu Xuefeng calmed down and looked at Xu Qianqiu coldly, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you pretend to be the master of the beast?"

"Then do you know the consequences of the fox clan annoying me?"

Xu Qianqiu said lightly.

The breath on his body climbed up, rolling out like a mountain of gods.

Under the oppression of this breath.

Hu Xuefeng couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"You, presumptuous!"

Hu Xuefeng erupted with demonic aura, forcibly resisting the pressure of Xu Qianqiu's aura.

Then, he stepped forward, ready to attack.

hum!
But this time.

There was a slight tremor in the void.

A circle of golden ripples spread out, and Hu Xuefeng's demonic aura collapsed on the spot under the impact of this force, and the whole person couldn't help being shaken back.

Everyone looked towards the source of the golden ripples.

I saw a man in a golden robe slowly walking out.

The man is gorgeously dressed and wears a jade crown.

A jade belt was wrapped around her waist, with bright gemstones inlaid on it.

Every move, there is a sense of wealth and honor.

"This is Wanjie Building, no one is allowed to provoke trouble here, Hu Xuefeng, please stop." The man smiled lightly.

"who are you?"

Hu Xuefeng looked at the visitor in surprise.

"The landlord of Wanjie Building, Lou Yu."

The Wanjie Chamber of Commerce and the Tianji Pavilion are the two most mysterious forces in the Wanjie battlefield, and the Wanjie Building is the property under the name of the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce.

Lou Yu's identity surprised everyone.

Unexpectedly, the owner of Wanjie Building is such a young monk.

"Hmph, I'm going to give Wanjielou a face today."

Hu Xuefeng snorted lightly, restraining his breath.

"You should thank Wanjielou, otherwise, you should be a dead fox now." Xu Qianqiu's voice sounded slowly.

"you……"

Hu Xuefeng's face darkened, and he took a deep breath, "I hope that in the battle of becoming the emperor, your strength will be the same as your tone."

"My little monk is also looking forward to fighting your Excellency again."

Jue Ming clasped his hands together and said calmly.

The two left immediately.

Seeing that there was no fight, everyone dispersed.

Lou Yu came in front of Xu Qianqiu, and said with a faint smile: "I heard that a distinguished guest with a pass order has come to the Wanjie Tower, and the owner of the building is not far away to welcome him."

"The landlord is very polite."

"I don't know if the honored guest can enjoy a drink or two?"

"That would be disrespectful."

Xu Qianqiu smiled faintly.

After three rounds of drinking.

Lou Yu mentioned this battle for the title of emperor, "Jue Ming, Hu Xuefeng is just a monk who is only [-] or so on the list of titles, and it should not be worth mentioning in front of Brother Xu. top ten."

"The ones who can be called the emperor list are all monks with great means. How does Brother Lou know that in the eyes of the superior, except for the top ten on the emperor list, the rest are not worth mentioning?" Xu Qianqiu smiled playfully.

"Oh, intuition." Lou Yu said with a faint smile.

"I don't know who are the top ten in the list of emperors?"

Xu Qianqiu asked again.

"The No. [-] and No. [-] on the Emperor's Ranking in the previous session have been promoted to Supreme, and will not participate in this battle. The most noteworthy thing is the third on the Emperor's Ranking, the holy son of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, Ao Ling Cang! This person's strength, Can kill the Supreme..."

"Apart from that, there is Qin Wushuang, the seventh prince of the Panwu God Dynasty who is number four on the list of emperors, and the fifth saint Xueburan of the Holy Land of Tianchi..."

Lou Yu talked about the top ten monks on the imperial list.

Finally, he added another sentence, "In addition to the top ten on the list of emperors, there are several dark horses that are worth noting in this battle for the emperor's title, such as the Holy Land of the Taiyin, the Son of the Twelve Yin, the Son of the Black Moon, and the Hua Clan. Peony Fairy..."

Xu Qianqiu listened, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that this battle for the title of emperor will be very interesting.

…………

Another two days passed.

Just today.

In the Tianji Pavilion, a bright divine light shot up into the sky, pouring into the sky, and amidst the tumbling clouds, a huge vortex emerged.

this vortex.

connected to a world.

And there is the battlefield of the battle of becoming emperor.

"The battle to become the emperor begins!"

"The rules of the Battle of the Emperor are the same as before. Entering the world of the Emperor's Battle, you can play it as you like, and use it to your heart's content..."

The layout of the Emperor's List is very simple and rude.

Throw all the emperors into a world, and there are all kinds of treasures in that world, and the emperors will naturally fight for the treasures. During this process, Tianji Pavilion will evaluate everyone's combat power.

Then arrange a new list of emperors.

With the beginning of the battle of the emperor.

One after another figures soared into the sky, rushing towards the vortex in the sky.

boom!
Rolling monster energy swept out.

Wherever he went, there was snow all over the sky.

Hu Xuefeng rushed into the world of the Emperor's Battle with great momentum.

A burst of Buddha light manifested.

Jueming, the son of the Buddha, sat on a lotus throne and entered accordingly.

Those who claim to be emperors one by one, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each show their means.

Before the war begins, it is necessary to take the lead.

"Haha, I hope someone can make me happy in this battle for becoming the emperor!" With a long howl, thousands of sword qi shot up into the sky.

The sword air flowed, paving a road to the sky.

A figure rushed out.

It was Ao Lingcang who was ranked third on the list of emperors.

His aura is very tyrannical, and the sword intent is pervasive. The terrifying pressure of the sword makes many people feel like their bodies are about to be torn apart.

"Ao Lingcang, you will not be disappointed."

An indifferent voice sounded.

A golden carriage rushed over, and in the carriage, a man in a brocade robe stepped out, his gestures and gestures were overwhelming.

It is different from Lou Yu's wealth.

This person's nobility is a kind of innate pride.

It is a kind of nobility that is born high and high.

"Fourth on the list of emperors, the seventh prince of the Panwu God Dynasty, Qin Wushuang."

Someone recognized the person and exclaimed.

The background of the Panwu God Dynasty is very strong, much stronger than the general holy-level forces, and it is one of the strongest forces on the battlefield of the ten thousand worlds.

"Haha, Ao Lingcang, I have wanted to fight you for a long time!"

A loud laugh rang out.

A burst of black air covered the sky and the sun, billowing in.

Among them, a man shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, but extremely handsome, walked slowly, but he was Yin Twelve, the son of Taiyin.

(End of this chapter)