Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1207 The Road to Awakening!
Although Zhu Huang looked like this, he was already 10,000+ years old before he fell. At this time, with the tone of the dying old man, it is very natural to call Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang like this .

Yun Muchen and Daohe Xunguan looked at each other, and the color of surprise in their eyes was exactly the same.

Although there was Yun Muchen's speculation before, and there were also various clues to prove that Lou Junyan was a descendant of the God Race, but it was not as reassuring as Shi Zhuhuang's words, it was simply a reassurance.

Moreover, judging from the fact that even the King Zhuhuang couldn't calm down, there must be something else wrong!

When Ling Wushuang heard Zhu Huang's words, his spine shuddered immediately, and he was scorched by the thunder.

But thinking about it carefully, for her and Lou Junyan, Zhu Huang really didn't know which generation his ancestors had gone to, and his eager but solemn tone was really embarrassing at this time. Unconsciously serious.

Lou Junyan looked at Emperor Zhu's sharp and menacing eyes with a clear and unwavering expression. After a short pause, he opened his lips and said, "I don't know what kind of blood it is, and it doesn't matter."

For Lou Junyan, no matter what bloodline he is, he is just himself and will not change in any way. Whether it is extraordinary or mediocre, he will only walk at his own pace without any interference.

Zhu Huang's huge phantom flickered on and off, seeing him staring at Lou Junyan steadfastly, the majesty and sharpness in his eyes gradually faded, and the surprise and surprise also slowly subsided. Think about how to give the best to your descendants.

It was also a long time later that Zhu Huang's hoarse and ancient voice sounded, with a suppressed slight trembling, oscillating between the huge and empty altars, "Heaven will not perish my protoss, heaven will not perish my protoss."

The meaning of it is self-evident.

Daohe and Yun Muchen looked at each other, their joy and excitement were beyond words.

The tall figure formed by Zhu Huang's consciousness is obviously gradually dimming, his misty eyes turned to Yun Muchen and Daohe, and his shallow and slow tone did not lose his dignity, "I think it is for this son that you all came here this time. Bar."

"Exactly." Yun Muchen replied solemnly.

The breath of Emperor Zhu's consciousness fluctuated unsteadily, and Fengyun's ancient god-king power, who seemed weak and about to collapse at any moment, said a word in a very solemn and slow voice, which surprised Daohe and Yun Muchen, " My seat, thank you both."

"Don't dare."

Dao and Yun Muchen looked at each other and spoke in unison.

Ling Wushuang raised his brows lightly, and was quite surprised that Zhu Huang paid so much attention to him, so he glanced secretly at Lou Junyan next to him, his lips squirmed and hesitant to speak, seeing that he frowned as if he was thinking about something, and finally Still fell silent, standing beside him quietly.

Yun Muchen's white beard trembled, and his immortal body stood facing Zhu Huang's phantom. He pursed his lips and said solemnly, "King Zhu Huang, it is really helpless for me to trespass on the ruins of the gods this time. , the Holy Infant was born again, the Demon Race, the Beiming Family, and the Fengdu are growing in arrogance day by day, and the undead interface is also facing the possibility of cracking and counterattacking at any time."

Yun Muchen spoke sincerely, and gave Zhu Huang a general introduction to the current form of the Gods and Demons Continent, "The gods have fallen, the dragons have no leader, and there are very few descendants of Lingdao. It is really hard for me to take on such a difficult task on Nanyu, and now I am in decline. So far, I have to take a risk.”

"Holy Child."

Zhu Huang's tone became more and more vague, and he let out a soft sigh, which seemed to be sarcasm, and seemed to be helpless.

Ling Wushuang also interjected from time to time, asking, "Is there a way to crack the emperor? The current situation is not optimistic, but in a short period of time, we don't dare to get close to the Frozen Throne easily, so is there a way to temporarily restrain the demon?" How can the clan army counterattack?"

Even if she knows where the Frozen Throne is, she can't easily touch it in the current situation. She still has this self-knowledge. Therefore, for the current plan, she can only find a way to delay time and then plan a counterattack.

"Frozen, the throne." Emperor Zhu's eyes were attracted by Ling Wushuang's words.

The light he slowly projected down was like a vast ocean, enveloping her in it, seeming to encompass everything, "My child, unless you have reached the realm of a god king, don't get close to that thing."

Ling Wushuang nodded obediently, but then he heard Zhu Huang look at Lou Junyan, and said with a chuckle, "Besides, in the whole world, I am afraid that he is the only one who can do it." Obviously, The previous sentence was also aimed at Lou Junyan.

"Why?" Lou Junyan finally opened his mouth and took a step forward.

Emperor Zhu just looked at Lou Junyan with a gratified smile and didn't respond directly, or in other words, he seemed to have no strength to respond to the last word. He lowered his eyes to look at the crowd, and the huge phantom began to become transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye. , "This seat has long been a dead person, but I am unwilling to destroy the hundreds of millions of foundations of my Protoss, leaving a trace of consciousness to survive in the world, but it is not in vain for me to wait for thousands of years, the heavens have pity on me."

I want to laugh out loud, but I have more than enough energy.

Ling Wushuang and the others looked at each other and exchanged glances. Hearing these words, they couldn't help feeling a burst of sadness in their hearts.

"come here."

These words seemed to be intermittent, floating out on the empty altar.

"Come here." His breath was so weak that it could be ignored, and he could clearly feel that Zhu Huang's phantom was on the verge of collapsing and dissipating.

Yun Muchen and Daohe didn't even dare to say a word out loud, as if a slight disturbance would stop the weak words coming from their ears, they also knew in their hearts that Zhu Huang's consciousness was about to come to an end. dissipated.

Lou Junyan's crimson thin lips were slightly pursed into an arc, his eyes were deep, and he walked forward slowly. He was dressed in black and robed, with fluttering red hair, and his long, strong and perfect body was straight and proud. Following the guidance of Zhu Huang's words, Gradually approach the brightest part of the central altar.

"Jun Yan." Ling Wushuang retracted the five fingers in her sleeves, and she stared at Lou Junyan's back, which was gradually blurred in her vision, feeling inexplicably nervous.

"Everything is up to you."

Emperor Zhu's tone at this time was tainted with an inexplicable worry. He glanced at several people again, and his gaze finally fixed on Lou Junyan's body. When the phantom of the huge body turned around, it suddenly dissipated in place, like It was the water mist that rolled with the wind, and it completely turned into nothingness.

"Punish the Emperor God King."

Although he had already expected something, Yun Muchen still couldn't accept it at this time. Seeing such an ancient and strange man disappear before his eyes, Daohe felt very sad and regretful. Wielding the ancient heroic posture.

"This seat summons in the name of God, the Lord of Primordial Mist, and bestows supreme power on the descendants of our clan."

(End of this chapter)