The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1028 I just ask you whether you accept it or not

The conversation of the three was quickly interrupted by exclamations, because Luoyang had broken through the five thousand zhang mark and rushed to the middle of the mountain.

And the walking is still calm, not even a little sweat left, it seems to be easy and unhurried!
"How is this possible, princess, are you sure he is a human race, not a golden dragon?" The silver-haired lion looked surprised, not believing that a mere human race would have such an achievement, surpassing the five heirs of the king.

The three-eyed lion looked at Luoyang with its three eyes wide open, and said suspiciously: "I think he must have hidden his cultivation, at least capable of the eighth heaven, otherwise how could he have reached this point?"

"Oh, two brothers, don't be suspicious." Wen Xinyu believed in Luoyang very much: "He is a human race with three levels of power. The reason why he is so powerful is that he is a man of heaven!"

The colorful brilliance of the hydrangea above five thousand feet became more and more intense, Luoyang's hands also felt more and more pressure, and the bones all over his body began to crack, but this was still far from his limit!
The power of his sacred body was developed, and the roar of blood turned into dragons hovering around his body, and the Taiji diagram circled around in the sea of ​​​​qi in his dantian, and waves of powerful power came!
"Six thousand feet, that human has rushed into six thousand feet!"

"My dear mother, I must have drunk too much milk and hallucinations, how is that possible!"

There was a continuous sound of exclamation, and these big monsters were shocked, but even if they didn't believe it, it was true. After going through unbelievable and unbelievable, it is a fanatical worship of the strong!

Originally, most of them came to see Luoyang's jokes, but now many of them changed their positions and began to cheer for Luoyang.

I want to see how far this young human race that the Zijin Lion King is optimistic about can go, and whether he can create miracles!

But Luoyang did not disappoint them. After a cup of tea, he surpassed the silver-haired lion and broke through to 310 feet.

Many beautiful female fairies began to call Luoyang's name, trembling wildly with enthusiasm, causing Wen Xinyu to curl her lips and stare.

At this moment, Luoyang's blood energy and spiritual power are surging together, evolving into dragons and tigers. There are gods sitting cross-legged in every pore, and stars rumbling in the acupuncture points, outlining a mysterious picture.

He has almost gone all out now, he has surpassed the result of the three-eyed lion, and continues to go up, very close to the result achieved by the eldest prince at the eighth level of power.

However, Luoyang's limit is not here. He finally reached the achievement of the eldest prince, and firmly surpassed it. At that moment, the voices all over the mountains and plains stopped, and the next second was the sky-high cheers!

Everyone was excited and excited, roaring Luoyang's name there, even the three-eyed lion and the silver-haired lion were stunned, and began to face this young man of the human race squarely.

Luoyang walked up step by step, every step was a golden footprint, and there was a puddle of sweat in the footprint, obviously he also encountered great pressure.

When it was above seven thousand feet, the weight of the hydrangea exploded again, almost smashing Luoyang down in an instant, causing a lot of exclamations.

But Luoyang still blocked it after all. His eyebrows glowed and he had already used the power of the primordial spirit, but it was only the initial use. The energy and spirit were united, and he started rolling the hydrangea ball again. The five hundred zhang journey was fleeting.

The multicolored light poured onto Luoyang's body, washing away his spirit all the time. Luoyang found that this kind of pressure was not only tormenting, but also brought great benefits, of course, the premise was that you could persevere.

He kept climbing, and the golden blood and spiritual light flooded the entire mountain, and Luoyang turned into a golden king walking in the world, seemingly possessing inexhaustible strength!
Another quarter of an hour passed, and nine pairs and eighteen Yin-Yang Heavenly Dragons appeared beside Luoyang. Accompanied by him, he had already used his supernatural powers to fight, and his combat power was almost at full strength!

Everyone below raised their hearts, gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, nervous for Luoyang, wanting to see the birth of the myth.

Only Wen Xincheng, a heartless guy, was still jumping up and down, screaming strangely, looking so harsh and out of place.

"Hoo! Ow!"

There are flaming dragons standing proudly in the sea of ​​stars, and purple dragons dominating the wind and clouds. The world of flames and the world of thunder have appeared to fight against the pressure from the hydrangea with all their strength.

Luoyang's whole body was glowing, and the energy and spirit were fused together in a furnace where he was constantly refining. The Taiji diagram was spinning desperately. He was squeezing himself and tapping his potential. Five light wheels were now behind his head, buzzing and spinning!
Eight thousand feet, this is a good result belonging to the mighty Nine Heavens, but Luoyang is still going up, and the sound of bones and muscles rubbing against each other is like thunder.

But Luoyang was surrounded by colorful rails and dense runes. His body shook violently, and he let out the roar of a wild beast. The Yin-Yang Heavenly Dragon merged with him, with dragon scales growing all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, Bi An and Suan Ni also jumped into his body and merged with him. Two hideous heads grew on his shoulders, and the golden-winged roc spread its wings to continue to strengthen his strength!
At eight thousand four hundred feet, Luoyang's eyes are shining brightly, and the center of his brows is full of flames. This is already his limit. There is a faint golden light in the seven orifices, which is the holy blood!

"What a Luoyang, what kind of physique does he have, what kind of talent does he possess!" Zijin Lion King Wen Wanqian said in shock, almost overturning the palace with so much emotion.

The Three-Eyed Lion King was also dumbfounded looking at this result, and finally spit out two words dryly: "Pervert!"

The lion king who is as proud as silver is also admiring: "The capital of the sky, this is the real pride of the sky!"

At this moment, Luoyang was still desperately fighting, he finally spurted blood, this was no longer a simple competition, Luoyang regarded it as a whetstone to sharpen himself!
He wants to break through the limit, to break through himself, to reach a higher level!

Under such strong pressure, Luoyang felt that his mind was running fast, whether it was supernatural powers or spiritual cultivation, they were blowing out at a blowout speed, and his insights came like snowflakes.

First, the five-element wheel made a breakthrough, spinning more joyfully and faster, and then the Three Thousand Thunder God Realm also made progress again, and it was making great strides forward, and the purple thunder world quickly split.

Two, four, eight, finally turned into sixty purple thunder worlds, directly doubling Luoyang's combat power!

Immediately after that came the arrival of the Bahuang Vulcan God, the three Vulcan Gods continued to move forward, lingering red clouds, and finally leaped over Dacheng, approaching the state of perfection, madly increasing Luoyang's cultivation base!
What made Luoyang even more ecstatic was that he had also developed the supernatural powers that come with the Sacred Art of Creation. A black and white two-color precious tree appeared, with 360 branches and 12 leaves!

This is the wonderful tree of fortune. Although it was just a phantom, it supported the terrifying pressure of the hydrangea as soon as it appeared, and he started climbing again!
All the people on the entire mountain were silent, and they all looked at Luoyang intently, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

Luoyang is walking hard, every step will leave a bloody footprint, the bones and meridians of the whole body have long been protesting, and now even the internal organs are cracked!
But Luoyang is rebellious and never gives up lightly. He has the air of a king who dominates the world and the air of a king who dominates the world. He is still fighting now!

He broke the limit many times, gained new life many times, continued to transform, and his strength rose steadily. That state was already insane, and he almost killed himself in the end!

In the end, he climbed to a place of [-] zhang, and could no longer climb up. The hydrangea flew down with a bang, and Luoyang stood in the void, with the source of life surging, and began to heal quickly.

This position is actually already a result of the tenth level of power, and it is a good result, but Luoyang has reached this area with the cultivation base of the third level of power, which can be called a miracle myth.

Of course, this is not to say that Luoyang has a combat power of ten levels, but that he has reached this level in a certain area, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the proud son of heaven!
"Everyone, is there any one of you who is not convinced?" Luo Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said wantonly: "If you don't accept it, just come and fight. It has surpassed my results, and I will get out of my own accord!"

The heroes from Lion Roaring Mountain were all a little tired, thinking that you should not get cheap and be good-looking, at this height, whoever is going up on the scene, you can just be embarrassed!

However, Luoyang's strength, talent, and madness have been respected by everyone. Although the three-eyed lion and the others still like the relationship between Luoyang and Wen Xinyu, they finally don't hate him.

Wen Xinyu happily came to share the joy with Luoyang, but before she came, someone rushed over like a gust of wind, grabbed Luoyang's shoulders and yelled loudly, who else could it be if it wasn't Wen Xincheng!

Looking at this talkative Luo Yang, he reacted as if he had eaten a dead fly, his face turned blue, his eyes rolled wildly, and he managed to escape from his grasp after several attempts.

Wen Xincheng wanted to continue to launch an offensive. Fortunately, someone came to rescue Luoyang. It was dozens of hundreds of fat and thin girls, and Yingying and Yanyan surrounded Luoyang.

All of them showed off their beauty, chattering about Luoyang's age, family background, and marriage, and then introduced themselves in a big way. Everyone knew what they wanted to do.

These female fairies are very enthusiastic and open, and many of them rub their soft big white legs and plump chest on Luoyang's body.

It made Luoyang one head and two big. Pity him for his youthful vigor. A gust of evil fire rushed up. Looking at the beautiful scenery of white flowers, he almost couldn't control his nosebleed.

Wen Xinyu jumped up and down outside, grinning her teeth, but unfortunately she couldn't squeeze into the love battle formation, she was so anxious.

"Hmm! It's not the Chinese New Year. What are you doing all the noise here? How decent? What does it look like? Why don't you go back to practice!"

A majestic voice sounded, and Luoyang recognized that it was Wen Wanqian's voice, and immediately found the savior, screaming strangely there.

It is estimated that Wen Wanqian did not want his precious daughter to get along with Luoyang too much, so he did not refuse Luoyang's call for help.

A ray of purple light engulfed Luoyang and threw him to the door of his own cave, escaped from all the misery in the world of mortals.

In the next two days, Luoyang will practice hard in the cave, digest the insights he gained while rolling the hydrangea ball, and further improve his strength. The Three Thousand Thunder God Realm has once again received a huge improvement!
In the early morning of the fourth day, endless Buddha light flooded the outer area of ​​Lion Roaring Mountain. The abbot of King Kong Temple came to save people in person. It was an old monk with long white eyebrows, holding a nine-ringed tin rod, and his eyebrows were benevolent.

However, the strength is terrifying for no reason, and it can spray out the immeasurable Buddha's light between breaths and pant, showing the world of Saha!

(End of this chapter)