The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 1802, the emperor died and the son of god appeared
  "The Heavenly Sword of Time!"

"God's will is like a knife!"

In an instant, a majestic body stood tall on the river of time. It was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a handsome face, sharp as a knife, and a head full of bright black hair hanging on his shoulders. Like a black waterfall, every strand of hair seems to contain the mystery of rune laws. The sword-browed and star-eyed cheeks are filled with a confident smile. Under the crystal clear skin, there is also the texture of Tao.

The young man's whole body was filled with immortal light, which was dazzling and dazzling. Wisps and wisps of dense immortal energy enveloped his body. His whole temperament was otherworldly, like a banished immortal descending into the world, and sometimes like an invincible immortal king coming to the nine heavens.

There are wisps of fairy light in front of the young man, and Dao marks are intertwined and evolved in the silver light of purple jade. The combination of the way of heaven and the years, the two kinds of 'dao' are intertwined in it, which represents the merging of two forces.

In his left hand, he held a silver Tang Heng Dao, with the light of time blooming all over his body, as if time was flowing through it. In his right hand, he held a heavenly sword as thin as a cicada's wings. It was purple, mysterious and noble, and the chain of order was manifested in the heavenly sword. There are also heavenly runes, which are extremely mysterious. Putting his hands together, the two heavenly swords merged in an instant, and the traces of the avenue and the chains of order were intertwined.

"Clang..."

The sound of a sword resounded throughout the ages. The endless sword light impacted the endless years. The terrifying sword intention penetrated the past and present. It was like a punishment from heaven. The endless sharp sword intention chopped up the traces of the surrounding avenues!

"kill!"

The young man shouted, holding a silver-purple heavenly sword, and slashed out hundreds of thousands of sword lights in an instant. It was like setting off a huge wave, sweeping across the river of time. Hundreds of thousands of sword lights and sword intentions turned into one sword, cutting the world into pieces. Cut off thousands of avenues.

"Rumble..."

The Heavenly Sword came first and fell hard. In an instant, the Heavenly Stele of Wisdom and the Heavenly Sword collided fiercely. The two extreme powers collided fiercely. The vision was derived, as if it were a vast world. Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, mountains and rivers overturned, and the entire river of time was turbulent, as if it was roaring, and endless power was poured into the Heavenly Sword.

It's like the backlash of someone changing the past and future in the course of time, the supreme punishment from heaven.

"Click..."

The silver-purple heavenly sword is as powerful as breaking bamboo, and its whole body is like nine-color fairy gold. It can cut through the heavenly monument with ease, killing all the evil spirits of the eternal giants, the invincible immortal kings, and the ancient emperors.

At the same time, the remaining power of the silver-purple heavenly sword continued to kill Emperor Wuxin!

fast!
  too fast!
  The sword light, which was about to reach its peak, shattered the shadow and brand of the Wuxin Emperor.

"If you want to win, unless your true form comes, you should lose now!"

The young man's face was stern and cold, and he murmured without any emotion. The sword fell and wiped out the Wuxin Emperor's body completely, leaving no trace of mark.

"Tang Long, your nightmare has just begun. It will never be possible for you to step into the throne of the Immortal Young Emperor!"

"Haha..." Dissipated in bursts of laughter. This laughter was so permeable that there was no anger that was wiped out, but a trace of happiness.

"The loser is howling like crazy, today the Young Emperor of Japan will surely ascend to the throne of the Immortal Young Emperor!"

Tang Long frowned, a little dignified, but still made a very domineering declaration, his confidence reached the extreme, a pair of deep eyes stared ahead, the sons and goddesses of the Wisdom God Clan, including the ninth generation of Wisdom Goddess and the tenth generation of Wisdom Goddess. It is intact, and has received a little bit of blessings. The bloodline has been purified a lot, and a lot of impurities in the body have been removed.

As for the third generation of the wise son of God, his condition is still very poor. He has damaged his origin and suffered a Tao injury. It is basically difficult to recover in a short time. Moreover, at his level, there are very few innate immortal treasures that can heal his body. But each one is top-notch.

For example, the three-light divine water, the spring of creation, the top water of life, the creation pill of life, the nine-life miaoxuan pill, etc. These things are extremely difficult to obtain. Each of them is a blessing from heaven. Moreover, some of these things have been obtained by the three generations of wise gods. Used it, otherwise he would have died a long time ago. Even if the Hunyuan Taiji Luo Jinxian's Dao marks and laws in his body are not refined, it will still be of no use, but this will take time.

However, what the three generations of wise sons of God lack most is time. From the time it was affected to the present, they have been facing the pursuit without interruption, and they cannot escape even if they want to.

"Now that I'm out, I have to be busy again."

Baqi Xiezun murmured in his mouth, walking in the long river of time, a golden road derived from his feet, going straight to the long river of time where Tang Long was.

Seeing this scene, King Mahadeva and Emperor Poison followed together, obviously not wanting the young emperor who was responsible for them to succeed in ascending the throne of the immortal young emperor.

Lord Tianyi curled his lips and did not make any move. On the contrary, there was still some joy in his heart. He himself did not want to see Tang Long ascend the throne of the Immortal Young Emperor. After all, no one wanted to have a great person above his head. A highly powerful person, an eternal giant, so he didn’t want to take action. As for helping Tang Long avoid being surrounded and suppressed, it is another aspect, because Tianyi Shenjun does not want to see a genius leader die, and he is still a genius with such potential.

……

"Tang Shao Emperor, do you think you can take the lives of three generations in the hands of the two of us?" The pair of beautiful eyes of the ninth generation wisdom goddess seemed to be filled with a trace of autumn, but she showed an unquestionable look, and the energy around her was also very terrifying. , like a supreme god and demon coming from the dust.

The ninth-generation wisdom goddess is very beautiful, not inferior to any peerless beauties, and her innate noble temperament makes her look like a high-ranking goddess, cold and elegant, with beautiful black hair that is slightly disheveled and purple. The hairpin adds a bit of scenery.

"It's easy to block your young emperor." Tang Long held the silver-purple heavenly sword, stared at her with clear eyes, and said: "I advise you, don't get in the way, otherwise you will not end well in front of this young emperor. It just so happens that this young emperor still needs a concubine, and you are quite suitable."

Tang Long showed a hint of evil smile, which was meaningful.

"Young Emperor Tang is really full of bad taste, but it would be too whimsical to try to make Jiudai surrender with just one or two words." The wise son of the tenth generation said with a contemptuous smile.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Hearing this, Tang Long smiled broadly, his eyes were piercing, and murderous intent suddenly appeared around him. It was rich and pure, as if the son of the wise god of ten generations saw a picture of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with white bones, white bones, bleeding and drifting pestles, and billions of them. The territory here is full of corpses of the most powerful people, including young emperors, kings, supreme beings, and eternal giants. Billions of innocent ghosts are roaring and screaming.

(End of this chapter)