Otherworldly Proud

In the dark hall, on the golden chair.

The man in a robe embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons closed his eyes, but his eyebrows slowly frowned.

The halls were closed, and the noise from outside could not come in, but for some reason, his complexion became more and more bad. After a long time, he opened his eyes.

"Long Aotian?" He said to himself, looked down at his hands, and a golden long sword appeared in his hands.

He got up, his eyes were cold, and under his cold eyes, the palace door instantly turned into fly ash, then he lifted his feet and walked outside step by step.

The world outside the temple gate and the world inside the palace gate seem to be two completely different worlds.

The ground in the distance is full of flames, and above the sky are the disciples of the Wan Yao sect who are flying around and fleeing. Their faces are full of panic and despair. Perhaps for them, today is no different from the flames of the Wan Yao sect. The day when the sect fell.

The Wan Yao Emperor took a few steps forward, and his body appeared thousands of miles away.

Holding the golden long sword in his arms, he walked to the side of the elder emperor.

Long Aotian jumped off the broken halberd and stood aside, he looked at the broken body of the broken halberd on the ground, shook his head, turned around and flew up to the sky.

At this moment, suddenly, a strange person broke into his field of vision. It was a man wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe. At that time, Long Aotian only felt his heart tremble, and a strong sense of crisis made his hands tremble uncontrollably!

this man!It's the Myriad Monster Emperor!

When he saw the robe embroidered with the five-clawed golden dragon on Wan Yao Great Emperor, his expression changed.

The Wan Yao Emperor held the long sword and looked at Long Aotian calmly. After a long time, he moved his eyes away from Long Aotian's body and looked at the broken halberd lying on the ground. Maybe he felt the familiar breath , broke the halberd and raised his head vigorously: "Great Emperor! Great Emperor! Are you here?"

Emperor Wan Yao didn't answer, and didn't even glance at Zheji, but Zheji continued to say in surprise: "Great Emperor! This Long Aotian is very strong. I am not his opponent, but he must not be able to beat him." Yours! Great Emperor! Kill him and avenge me!"

After Zheji said this, the Wan Yao Emperor's face suddenly changed, he turned his head to look at Zheji, with a gloomy expression: "I asked you to bring him back alive, but you didn't do it?"

Hearing these words, the huge head of the broken halberd froze in mid-air for an instant.

The Wan Yao Emperor slowly approached the broken halberd, stretched out a hand, gently stroked the bloody, almost shapeless head of the broken halberd, and said lightly: "You haven't fought for too long, and you have forgotten how to defeat others!" Alright."

His voice is very unique, with a touch of sadness, it sounds like it makes people want to cry.

His hand lightly brushed the pair of eyes that had turned into hollows, and asked softly: "It hurts." Then he stroked the body of the broken halberd that was full of scars, and shook his head: " Your scales are all peeled off, it must hurt."

"Why do you want to be so cruel?" Emperor Wan Yao raised his head to look at Long Aotian, his voice was ruthless.

But Long Aotian just looked at him coldly and pretentiously.

Those Wan Yao sect disciples around shouted loudly one by one: "Great Emperor, kill him! Kill him!"

The corner of Wan Yao Emperor's mouth curled up, and he stretched out his hand and patted the broken body for the last time: "Since it is so painful, then give up!"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely strong force suddenly burst out from his palm, and as soon as he breathed out, his broken halberd and scarred body froze!Then he fell heavily to the ground, his empty eyes widened, his blood-stained face was full of disbelief, and he stared at the Wan Yao Emperor who had gone away in disbelief.

The disciples of the Wan Yao Sect who were shouting around were suddenly speechless.

The surrounding area was quiet, and Long Aotian said coldly in the distance: "Oh! Even your own people can do such a thing! It seems that you, the Wan Yao Great Emperor, are really nothing."

Wan Yao looked up at him, pointed at Long Aotian with the long sword and scabbard in his hand: "Long Aotian, come down and lead him to death!"

As soon as he uttered these words, the aura of the Seventh Rank Great Emperor suddenly erupted in his body. It was so intense that all the disciples of the Wan Yao Sect around were shocked and retreated.

The seventh-rank emperor, both in terms of momentum and power speed, completely surpassed the ordinary fifth-rank emperor. Even Long Aotian felt that the aura in his body was a little stagnant, and it was no longer as handy as before.

Holding the sword, he took a step up, and in just one step, he reached Long Aotian: "You violated my holy land of ten thousand demons! You deserve to die!"

As soon as the words fell, the Wan Yao Emperor had already arrived in front of Long Aotian, he pointed his long sword scabbard at Long Aotian, the blade suddenly let out a long cry, and the dragon-like sword energy suddenly poured out from the scabbard, Straight to Long Aotian's face!

"Great Emperor Sword! One Style! Judgment!"

This trick is called judgment, and what you do is naturally a judgment, that is, a judgment. Naturally, it is upright, upright, and upright, an upright sword style!An upright sword path.

That's how it landed in an upright manner, cutting Long Aotian's body straight!

The power of this sword is so powerful, under this sword move, Long Aotian is like a real sinner, it is difficult to resist in his heart, as if he only wants to be chopped to death by this sword, that is good.

In a trance, the sword was already in front of him, and it was almost as if it would split Long Aotian in half immediately!

Biting the tip of his tongue and waking up from his trance, Long Aotian's eyes narrowed, he raised his hands, and the Hongmeng Xutian Pagoda suddenly appeared, lying between Long Aotian and the sword scabbard of the Wan Yao Great Emperor!

The scabbard slashed down, and collided violently with the Grandmist Xutian Pagoda!

There was a loud noise, the sky shook, and the whole world seemed to be shattered by this violent collision!

Those Wan Yao sect disciples on the ground couldn't stand up for a long time, and their bodies were about to fall.

Emperor's trial!Once you move out, you won't retreat!

That is to say, it is upright and upright, so it is natural to be upright!

Before the sword was out of its sheath, it had unparalleled sharpness, as if it wanted to smash Long Aotian's Hongmeng Xutian Pagoda!

Long Aotian tried his best, but he could barely block the sword of judgment, he couldn't flick it away at all, this was a contest of strength!

Rivalry of power!Long Aotian is a fifth-rank emperor, and the Wanyao emperor has been a seventh-rank emperor for tens of thousands of years, and his strength is so strong that it exceeds Long Aotian's imagination!

His face was already a little red, and the Primordial Sky Pagoda lying between the sword and his body had already begun to crumble! (~^~)