The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1074 Dan Qingzi, Living Yama

The young man in purple only felt that his eyes were dark, his breathing was short of breath, his chest was tight, his mental power was overwhelmed, and the waves in his sea of ​​consciousness were not happy!
A divine sword appeared in Luoyang's palm. This was not the Fortune Sword, but the Three Thousand Swords. At this moment, Luoyang stepped forward, and with a puff, he sent the sword into the chest of the purple-clothed youth, and crushed his heart.

"Let you chase chasing, it's not over, you're dead now!"

Luo Yang gnawed a multicolored fruit, and at the same time struck fiercely, the sword swung upwards fiercely, the upper body of the young man in purple was cut into two pieces, and his soul flew away in an instant!
"Good boy, show me the sword in your hand!" Seeing the strange light in Sanqianjian's eyes, Dao Maniac said excitedly, "Didn't you hear that? Hurry up, that sword has a story!"

"What story?" Luo Yang said suspiciously: "You don't mean to see my divine sword's extraordinary power and immeasurability, so you want to keep it for yourself? Tell you, old man, this method won't work with me. !"

"According to your grandma, hurry up and bring it here, do you know the origin of this sword? You are right here!" The knife lunatic was very rude, and grabbed the three thousand sword in his hand, looking at it carefully over and over again.

After watching for a long time, he flicked his fingers, and suddenly a loud sword chant erupted: "That's right, this is indeed a three thousand sword. How did you, a powerful monk, get such a magical weapon?"

Luo Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Old man, are you mocking me? Let me tell you, this sword has been recognized as the owner, which proves that I have the right to own it! It's useless for you to be greedy!"

The knife lunatic almost stabbed Luoyang with his sword: "You are enough! To be honest, do you know the owner of this sword?"

Luo Yang nodded: "I know, I've seen the corpse of that person, and his title seems to be Sword King."

Crazy Dao nodded: "Didn't the old Taoist who looked at the sky tell you anything?"

"What did you say?" This time Luoyang was surprised and said in a daze.

Madman Dao raised his eyebrows: "This is interesting, do you know how many disciples Ziqi Zhenren, the master of Chaotian Temple, has taken in in his life?"

"Three, the second apprentice Tianyuan Zhenren, the third apprentice Guan Zizai, and the third apprentice who doesn't know... I'll go, you won't tell me that the sword king is this elder apprentice!"

Crazy Dao nodded seriously: "That's right, I really want to tell you this! Senior Ziqi Daoist not only has the best cultivation base in the world, but also has an unparalleled vision for accepting apprentices!"

"The three apprentices are amazingly talented, the second apprentice's aptitude is even favored by the Taoist court, and the eldest apprentice is naturally extraordinary! After he became king, he was called the Sword King. He has an upright heart, a fierce temper, and a hatred for evil!"

"In the Great Tang Dynasty, he achieved a great reputation. Even the Xiongjian Peak, which is known as the holy place of swordsmanship, can't lift its head! By the way, he and I can be regarded as people of the same era, but we can't let him go. Shine!"

"At the beginning, he once challenged the entire Xiongjian Peak, one person and one sword, and the millions of disciples, countless elders, peak masters and even the head teachers of Xiongjian Peak bowed their heads and bowed their heads. What a sight!"

There was a tone of reverence in the voice of the sword lunatic: "It's a pity that good steel is easy to break. For the well-being of his compatriots, he entered the battle of alien races. Hundreds of thousands of alien royal families died in his hands!"

"Even if a few evil spirits of different races joined forces to attack him, and the existence of a dozen kings and tenth heavens besieged him, he killed them all, what a hero!"

"It's a pity that this action completely angered the evil spirits of the alien race. Among them, some important figures came to make an idea, threatening Tang Haoxiong to destroy the Great Wall himself, and let them hand over the sword king."

"The last generation of sword kings just ran rampant in the world, and they fell in such a hurry." The knife lunatic sighed.

"Old man, how did the unrivaled hero, the Sword King, fall? Why did he make such great achievements, but there are no details about his records after his death?"

Crazy Dao shook his head: "This is a secret that will rot in my stomach, even I can't open it. If you really want to know, you should ask Master Ziqi. In the entire Tang Dynasty, only he is qualified to speak. "

"But you have to be careful when you hold this sword. There are too many foreign ghosts who died on this sword. Once you are recognized, you will face endless pursuit."

Luo Yang's eyes sparkled and he was full of pride: "So what, the endless pursuit is already an inseparable part of my life!"

"Since I have inherited the sword of Senior Sword King, I must inherit the will of Senior Sword King, and I must go forward bravely! The so-called wood is beautiful in the forest, but it is just a lie for the mediocre to comfort themselves."

"What kind of gods, demons, ghosts, corpses, and bloods are all just young people. If you dare to come, I will let these three thousand swords drink blood again!"

Luo Yang's words were so impassioned that even the Three Thousand Swords resonated, and a piercing sword light burst out, piercing gold and cracking stones.

"Good boy, it is really wise for Three Thousand Swords to choose you as their master!" Crazy Dao clapped his hands, and said happily: "I look forward to the day when you cut off the road of thousands of kings with one sword!"

"Don't worry, old man, that day won't be too far away." Luo Yang said with a smile: "But can you please run with us first? The pursuers of Xiongjian Peak are coming soon."

As the days passed, the distance between the three of them and Can Jianfeng became shorter and shorter. The three of Luoyang had experienced battles for a long time, each of them had experienced hundreds of baptisms of blood and fire, and now they became more sharp.

"There is a problem. Why do I feel that this world is not very real?" Luoyang said suspiciously while walking, looking at the bird on the branch.

Luo Chunxiao frowned: "I also have this feeling, but I can't put it into words."

"It's so hot, you shitty bastard, we've been tricked!" Luoyang's divine sense suddenly blossomed, stirring all directions and seeing through the falsehood!

But there are still green mountains and beautiful waters above the green mountains and beautiful waters. A middle-aged man is sitting on a big bluestone in the mountains and rivers, with a picture scroll spread in front of him, and Luoyang and others are in this picture scroll.

The middle-aged man above the bluestone is dressed in white, with bushy eyebrows but misty eyes. He has an artistic feeling. Holding a brush in one hand, he is looking at the three people in the painting with great interest.

"I discovered the clues of my Yan Luo painting so quickly, no wonder I was able to come here alive, but unfortunately I will be buried in my Yan Luo painting." The middle-aged man smiled gently, his voice was calm and powerful.

"Yan Luohua, you are Dan Qingzi who is known as the living Yan Luo!" Luo Yang exclaimed, his spiritual sense washed the world, and he could talk to Dan Qingzi.

Luoyang knows the name of Dan Qingzi. This guy was just an ordinary painter, living a life of suffering, eating and dying, but he didn't expect that he was lucky enough to fall into a big chance among.

So this guy returned from gold plating, changed his shotgun to a cannon, and directly made a huge reputation, became a casual cultivator, and has the Yan Luo painting skill that can draw people to death in paintings!

I saw Dan Qingzi shot, the light ink was ignited, a drop of ink melted into the scroll, and immediately turned into a giant eagle with the head of a dragon.

The giant eagle rushed over with one wing, and attacked the three of them. It set off a storm with its wings, and it was astonishingly powerful as a mighty tenth heaven!

"Crazy knife kill!" Luo Yang used the power of the last blood knife, and slammed the knife fiercely, and the giant eagle split into two pieces with just one blow.

But this is just the beginning. With Dan Qingzi's painting, all kinds of dragons, tigers, elephants, lions, wolves, foxes, giants, monsters, swords, guns, swords and halberds all appeared, with an astonishing momentum!
"Crack it!"

Luoyang fought to the point of madness. He tried his best to sweep away those enemies one by one. He wanted to crush the picture scroll, but he tried several times but failed. The sharp knife light did not tear the picture scroll!

"Use numbers to kill you and drain your spiritual power." Dan Qingzi made another move, and a black river suddenly appeared, pouring all of it into the scroll.

People were disturbed by the loud squeaking sound, countless mice appeared, each one was as big as a fat pig, and millions of them rushed towards this place at this moment, and there were countless rats in the sky The tide is being generated.

It is indeed possible that ants kill elephants, because there are too many of these mice, enough to make people discolored and scalp numb!

A million is just a wave in the tide of rats, and there is an entire ocean behind. Even Luoyang almost scolds her, feeling that life has become gloomy.

How long will it be possible to kill one by one like this, the white eyeballs of the knife lunatic are almost rolled into the sky, and he almost fell into a state of epilepsy.

But Dan Qingzi still miscalculated, that is the existence of Luo Chunxiao, what she is best at is pestilence, pestilence, it can be contagious, and it is the most effective in this kind of human sea battle!
The colorful pestilence spread, a hundred mice died, a thousand mice died, and then these mice became the source of infection, tens of thousands died, and then millions, tens of millions!

Dan Qingzi outside looked dumbfounded, his mouth was so wide that he could almost stuff a star in it, but in the end he became furious because all the mice got the plague and died miserably.

Thick smoke came out from the scroll, Dan Qingzi waved his sleeve to disperse the smoke, he let out a low growl, and poked the brush down hard.

"Draw you to death!" Dan Qingzi sketched on the three of them stroke by stroke, and a strange Dao Yun spread out like this.

The three people in Luoyang in the picture scroll screamed suddenly, because they felt that their bodies were being torn apart and their life spans were being written off!

That feeling is very strange, there is a sense of powerlessness, as if there is a creation god destroying the world, and you are just a mortal in it, and the king of Hades wants you to die, and you can't resist!
"Your grandfather's, is this Yan Luo's painting technique? It's really deadly!" Luo Yang's face turned pale, and he swung his knife in all directions, but it was useless.

Crazy Dao and Luo Chunxiao were also in great pain, and they seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, each of them spurting blood like something.

"Grandma, I'm fighting with you. Let's see if you, Yan Luo, or Lao Tzu's Emperor Senluo is stronger!" Luoyang suddenly cast the ten seals of Senluo, and two gods appeared, standing upright.

Under this kind of pressure, Luoyang's perception of Senluo's ten seals is growing, and the two gods who are only phantoms begin to solidify slowly, and they can almost turn the imaginary into reality.

Now their appearance can be seen, one has a bull head and a big waist, and the other has a horse face and holds a chain. This is the legendary Hell Shura, a bull head and a horse face!
Luoyang's idea was correct, as soon as the two gods appeared, they fixed the world, not only Luoyang, but even the other two became comfortable and were temporarily protected.

"broken!"

Since it was effective, Luoyang certainly wouldn't hesitate, and covered it with one palm, and the bull's head stretched out his hand, smashing the void!

(End of this chapter)