The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1170 Soldiers approaching the Qing Dynasty, a strong counterattack
But Luoyang in all these small worlds didn't know it at all. He practiced the three seals of Senluo to perfection in one breath. With a long roar, there was a bridge of Naihe across the sky, and countless ghosts and gods wailed!
And today, the Mo family brothers have also officially returned to the power of the Venerable Ten Heavens. Although they do not have the cultivation base of the Venerable in the heyday, they can be said to be the overlord and king in the current Shenzhou!

Luo Yang felt that he had encountered a bottleneck for the time being, and he could no longer blindly retreat. After all, the path of cultivation is not as simple as resources plus retreat, otherwise the super strong would have left all over the place.

He finally left the customs, and took the Mo family brothers to leave the small world of the Shang Qingzong. He wanted to go outside for a while. According to Luoyang's thinking, the three great dynasties were his ideal places.

However, the current Shangqing sect is in a state of being overwhelmed by dark clouds, and the sect protection array at the level of gods and remnants has been fully opened, and a nine-story pagoda is suspended at the core of the formation.

The pagoda rotated slowly, releasing the power of the gods. This is the sacred artifact of the Shang Qingzong, and it can be said to be as solid as gold when combined with the protective array.

But even so, the entire Shangqing Sect was still gloomy, everyone was facing a big enemy, and those ordinary disciples had already been placed in the small world.

At the moment, there are only a few hundred elders and peak masters in the late stage of the monarchy and the realm of Tianjun, as well as the master of the Shangqing sect in the first stage of the Venerable, the real Wuchenzi.

At this moment, these hundreds of people hang under the formation, looking solemnly at the many shadowy figures outside, these beings are tall and powerful, and their aura is majestic and weak, all of them are venerables!
They come from different races and regions. There are human races, god races, demon races, blood races, and monster races, as well as three-eyed races, bone races, corpse races, etc. There are hundreds of them!

Hundreds of vast auras rushed to the sky, distorting the world. These people are very powerful, not only occupying the advantage of the number, but also there are dozens of venerable second heavens inside!
In the realm of venerables, the gap between the first level is a world of difference, and most of these people have powerful inheritance, even if they can't produce the gods and artifacts, they can still produce the heavenly weapons.

Therefore, they were not afraid of the Qingzong's resistance at all. Even if the gods and artifacts merged, it would be useless. The reason why they haven't launched an attack yet is just because they are concerned about Dao Ting's face.

This year and a half was neither long nor short, and many masters with ulterior motives had found out where Luoyang was, and even checked out his background.

They believed that the Heavenly Emperor Sword was a holy weapon, so they worked tirelessly to besiege Shang Qingzong, and wanted to seize the holy weapon. You must know that the holy weapons refined by saints are too rare.

Except for the major holy places and holy pilgrimage, only the young master's old monsters own them, and those old monsters are almost all cultivated by the gods, and their ancestors have a great and glorious inheritance.

Luoyang only has the cultivation base of the emperor, and the protectors are no more than the first level of the Venerable. They think that this kind of holy artifact should not belong to Luoyang, but should belong to them!

"Wuchenzi old miscellaneous hair, hurry up and hand over that Luoyang." A venerable of the demon clan said carelessly: "Otherwise, your Shangqing sect will be overthrown, and a group of bull-nosed people will be slaughtered!"

Wu Chenzi looked resolute, and said decisively: "The old man said it long ago, I don't know what you mean. Luoyang is not in our Shang Qingzong at all, you are looking at the wrong place!"

A venerable of the three-eyed tribe sneered: "Are you taking us for idiots? The news from hundreds of our comrades all points to you Shangqingzong. Could it be that all of us are wrong?"

"That's also possible." Wu Chenzi was very indifferent and refused to say more.

"Don't talk nonsense with them anymore. The ancestors of the Shang Qingzong are just abandoned disciples expelled by the Taoist court. We don't have to worry too much."

A voluptuous woman of the Swan tribe opened her red lips lightly. She was beautiful by nature, but her nature was cold and snake-hearted: "When we tear up the formation, kill all these bull-nosed people, and dig three feet into the ground, I don't believe that Luoyang is still there!" Can escape!"

"Okay, let's do it." A giant venerable with Yanlong wrapped around his whole body said in a loud voice. This is a Yanlong giant, and it is the middle giant in the giant world.

He released his real body, which was a full 30 miles high, and held a majestic long flame knife that was too big to look like. He pulled out a light of hundreds of thousands of miles, and slashed towards Shang Qingzong.

He was not the only one at the scene. Dozens of venerables shot with ancient treasures, blasting torrents of spiritual power that shook the sky, and headed towards the formation of Shang Qingzong.

"Everyone, give me a helping hand!" Wuchenzi let out a long cry, and the power of hundreds of elders all merged into his body.

And Wu Chenzi suddenly turned into a thousand feet high and low, standing upright, and his cultivation base combined with the strength of the elders, all poured into the formation and artifacts, to resist the opponent's attack.

"Shou!"

There was a sound of turbulent waves breaking the shore from Wuchenzi's body, a powerful and mellow force burst out, the nine-story pagoda and the remnant array of gods merged into one, and immediately opened a thick mask.

The collision was only in an instant, and a circle of energy ripples spread out in all directions. Thousands of beautiful peaks were cut off in the middle, and countless gravel spread in all directions, shooting like locusts all over the sky.

There were muffled groans one after another, and almost all the Taoist priests of the Shangqing Sect spewed out blood, and each of them became sluggish in an instant, their spiritual power was exhausted, and they were severely injured!

In the brilliant light, Shang Qingzong's mountain guard array was shaking, and countless cracks appeared, which looked shocking, and they were still spreading in the distance. It seemed that it would not be able to stop the next attack at all!
Wu Chenzi's complexion was extremely ugly, and his eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't want to and dared not betray Luoyang, because Luoyang was not alone, and the power of the old part of the Heavenly Court was still extremely strong in this world!

Both of his arm bones had been completely broken, and they were drooping on both sides at the moment, but Wu Chenzi stretched out his dharma form, and a god with four heads and eight arms, a dragon head and a human body stood proudly in the sky, and continued to activate the divine weapon and the guardian formation.

"Oh, it's so lively."

At this moment, there was a joking voice, whether it was Shang Qingzong or those menacing venerables, countless pairs of eyes looked over at the same time.

All I saw was a canopy of bronze light, and a handsome young man appeared out of thin air. His body was tall and straight, his eyes were bright, and behind him he followed two tall men who were about ten feet tall.

"It's him, it's him!"

"The young emperor who controls the sacred weapon! Haha, there is no way out of hell for you to break in. Very good, very good!"

"Brat, hand over the sacred sword! This kind of treasure does not belong to you!"

These venerables have done enough homework on Luoyang, so they recognized him at a glance, and laughed strangely there, looking at Luoyang one by one as if they were looking at my fish on the chopping board.

"Hey, my young master! Why did you come out!" Wu Chenzi's old face was almost wrinkled, and he said sadly, "Didn't I let you hide in the small world?"

"It's the safest place where my patriarch's god remains." Wu Chenzi said with a sad smile, "But these are finished, all of them are finished!"

"Fuck you! The good show just started." Luo Yang waved his hands: "Maha, Mobai, it's your turn to do it now. These scumbags are all slaughtered, and no one pays attention!"

"Of course, the big men of the monster clan will leave their bodies for now! I haven't eaten for half a year, so I just want to have some meat from the venerable to make up for it."

After Luo Yang's words fell, two big men made of bronze came out. Each of them was gearing up and grinning. Their bodies soared ten times when they stepped out. When they walked out of the protective array, they would be a hundred miles high.

"Bronze giant family?"

The Yanlong giant leaned down to look at the brothers of the Mo family, and said in a low voice, "As great bronze giants, you two would actually submit to humans? It's a disgrace to us giants. I want to teach you a lesson!"

The thousands-mile-high Yanlong giant flew ten thousand flaming dragons around his body, and the treasured knife in his hand buzzed as he slashed towards the Mo family brothers.

"Weak ones are fine."

Maha smiled coldly, just flicked his fingers like that, and then all the ten thousand fire dragons wailed, and the sword was blown to pieces, along with the thousand-mile body of the giant flame dragon!

You must know that the current Mo family brothers have recovered to the realm of the tenth heaven of the venerable, and the strength of their shots at this moment is simply outrageous!

At the same time as Moha made his move, Mobai had already killed him, and the Venerable's tenth-level power was only used to shatter the vacuum. This was an unequal massacre!

He punches a child, whether it is a master of the gods, demons, humans or monsters, dozens of them are blown up in a blink of an eye, invincible, and there is no opponent!

"Kill him with an artifact!"

A very stalwart master of the corpse tribe held a broken jar and suppressed it towards Mobike. There were traces of divine power blooming on the jar, and the figure of an extremely huge monster faintly revealed its scales and half claws.

"Sacred artifact? It's just a toy!" Mobai's five fingers spread apart, and the jar landed in his palm without moving.

He grinned very ferociously. With one hand, the arm of the corpse master who was holding the jar was instantly shattered, and his body was also shattered with the arm. Even the soul did not escape, and it was instantly wiped out!

Mobai turned around and threw the jar out, even if it was an artifact, he didn't care about it, and a pitch-black monster thousands of miles away was shot through the heart in one fell swoop.

The big monster looked like a black bear, but it had the head of a dragon. Just as it opened its mouth and spewed out a scorching divine light, it felt like its body had been severely injured.

He was stunned, and then the body reached the bottom, smashing a mountain, stirring up continuous dust and soaring blood.

"Ding ding ding!"

Sparks were flying in another battle group. It was a dozen or so lords of the protoss urging all kinds of supernatural powers to attack Maha.

It's a pity that it's useless at all, Maha just stretched out one hand to block everything, he snorted coldly, shook his fist violently, and then all the dozen or so protoss masters were wiped out.

"Do not kill me!"

The beautiful woman of the swan clan had her hair disheveled, and just now she was blown by the gust of fist wind, she felt dazed and her vitality was disordered, she wanted to escape, but Maha grabbed the snow-white neck.

This girl is very pitiful with pear blossoms and rain, which can stimulate the most primitive desire for protection deep in a man's heart, and make you reluctant to do it. This is not a technique of charm, but comes from the appreciation of beauty.

It's a pity that Mahe is a loyal but ignorant old man. Burning the piano and cooking the crane is not difficult for him at all.

The young girl's big eyes lost their luster, her white wrists fell down, and her slender thighs no longer struggled.

(End of this chapter)