The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1210 The Golden World
Zhao Chongyang is full of confidence in Luoyang, thinking that Luoyang can definitely become an emperor and become the supreme figure who suppresses the nine heavens and ten places!

Luo Yang nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I've been to that broken universe, and witnessed a series of tragic wars there. And the owner of the big dog, Master Qingyuan Miaodao, seems to be there too."

"The monsters in the broken universe have already discovered me. They have already tried to test me when I broke through the king. When I became a god and became a saint, I paid a lot of money. We are already immortal!"

"And that divine egg, no matter how I look at it, I feel familiar." Luo Yang continued: "Erya was such a divine egg before she was born. Is there any connection between the two?"

Zhao Chongyang's eyes also lit up, and he said pleasantly: "Luoyang, what you said is very possible! Erya is a golden-winged roc, but a golden-winged roc of the supreme blood!"

"In the last tens of millions of years, the Golden Winged Roc clan has not had a supreme bloodline. That little girl may be a descendant of Emperor Jinpeng's bloodline, or even an emperor daughter!"

"When we return to the vast land of Shenzhou, let's go to the Yaozu first to find out about Erya's life experience. Then we will go to the Buddha Kingdom to find out about your life experience and see if you are a bull-nosed or a bald donkey!"

"Shifang seeks the voice to save the suffering Tianzun! I said, can you have a good word? That's called a high monk, that's called a real person, what a bald donkey and a bull-nosed man, I'm sorry!" The fat Taoist yelled unhappily.

The fleeting images had disappeared, Luoyang and Zhao Chongyang set foot on the return journey, and continued to head towards the vast land of Shenzhou. This time they concentrated on their journey, and finally returned to the vast land of Shenzhou after a month.

As soon as I came back, Luoyang felt the difference here. The spiritual power of the heavens and the earth became stronger, and the Three Thousand Avenues became stronger.

Moreover, the cultivation level of Shenzhou Haotu has achieved a huge leap. Originally, those who were in the realm of venerables were big shots, but now those in the realm of gods are big shots, and those in the realm of saints are emerging one after another!
Looking at it from a high altitude, the entire vast land of China is like a raging fire cooking oil, full of flowers, and it has reached a level like a raging fire.

"The golden world has opened." Luoyang let out a sigh of relief, he knew that the seventh celestial vein had been connected and the return of all races had come to an end.

Just like what he thought, the human race and monster race in Shenzhou Haotu have withstood the test, have not been wiped out, and have occupied a considerable territory.

However, there are countless strong people among the ten thousand races, and there are many consummate saints fighting, occupying a huge territory, and have begun to multiply.

The fortress of holy light suspended in the air, the majestic magic city full of evil spirits, the towers surrounded by flames, and the great stone Great Wall stretching thousands of miles have been built!
"The golden world is also a bloody chaotic world." Zhao Chongyang sighed, "Do you feel it, the continuation of the eighth celestial vein is not far away."

Luo Yang nodded. At his level, he could already sense the heavens. He only felt that the imperfect world was becoming perfect, and the two broken dragons were slowly approaching.

"Up to 100 years, the eighth Tianmai will continue." Luoyang said after a while: "At that time, the gods and kings of all races will return! Even the emperor's soldiers can be moved here, and then the real catastrophe will come!"

"The battle of life and death will be a hundred years away." Zhao Chongyang said with a serious expression, "So don't be fooled by appearances! We only have a hundred years, and within a hundred years we must become a god king!"

Luo Yang nodded in agreement, flicked his sleeves and walked forward: "Let's go, let's go to Longque City to find out the situation."

The two quickly arrived at Longque City, and as soon as they arrived here, they were enveloped by the billowing aura of mortals. The Holy Prince who went to practice outside the territory returned after a hundred years and became a saint in one fell swoop, causing an uproar!
Luo Yang went straight to the palace, and saw Xia Wuyou, Luo Changye and Peacock Grand Master who were tasting tea.

Today's Luo Changye and Peacock Great Master have become gods, but this kind of cultivation is nothing in Luoyang's eyes, but Xia Wuyou surprised Luoyang.

Because he actually broke through again in a hundred years, and became the next god king from a consummate saint. He really deserves to be the one chosen by the Great Xia Longque Sword!

"My child pays homage to the father, the mother, and the peacock concubine!" Luo Yang did not dare to neglect, and saluted the three of them respectfully.

"Okay, okay, it's strange for a family to come to such a meal, hurry up and sit down." Xia Wuyou waved Luo Yang to sit down, and then signaled Zhao Chongyang to find a place to sit down.

Luoyang couldn't wait to inquire about the situation in Shenzhou Haotu. It turned out that the seventh Tianmai had completed the continuation 88 years ago. At that time, the sages of all races invaded and a fierce battle broke out!
The old antiques from all the holy places of that battle appeared, attacking with the emperor's soldiers in their hands, and Xia Wuyou held the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword to block and kill the gods and Buddhas, and attacked the saints of all races.

During this battle, the consummated saints of Bulao Village unsealed one after another and came out. Among them, the three seniors of Sword Master, Sword Master, and Spear Master broke through themselves, bathed in the blood of the saints of all races and went mad.

They actually broke through the realm, stepping into the realm of the next god kings one after another, and Xia Wuyou was so talented, taking advantage of the opportunity of the great war and the return of Tianmai, he also successfully broke through and became the strongest existence on the surface today!

In addition, Luoyang also got the news of Yan Xingyu. Not only did she fully recover her cultivation in her previous life, but she also went one step further. She is currently closing the death test, and she is about to break through the next God King!

Of course, Luoyang was a little disappointed not to see her when he came back this time, but when he thought of her great improvement in cultivation, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Little bastard, now that you are also sanctified and our family is reunited, when will you get married and give birth to a big fat grandson for my old lady?" Luo Changye said suddenly.

Luo Yang was stunned, tongue-tied, looking at Xia Wuyou as if asking for help, then Xia Wuyou looked at him very sincerely, and then said via voice transmission: "There is nothing I can do to help!"

Luo Yang rolled his eyes, and righteously said: "Mother, why do you get married when the world is not peaceful? A hundred years later, the eighth heavenly pulse will continue, the catastrophe of the god king will break out, and a bloody battle is right in front of you. This is not the time to get married!"

"Go to your world, how can you get married!"

Luo Changye immediately became angry, grabbed Luo Yang by the ear and lifted him up, saying viciously: "My mother's words are the imperial decree, if you let you get married, you will get married, if you let you have a grandson, you will have a grandson!"

"Mother, Queen Mother! What you issued is called Yizhi. Where is my father? He is the emperor, so what he said is called the imperial edict?"

"Really?" Luo Changye glanced at Xia Wuyou threateningly.

Xia Wuyou touched his nose, and sold Luoyang unscrupulously: "It doesn't matter, we are a husband and wife, what imperial decree, imperial decree, whichever you want!"

"That's about the same." Luo Changye was very satisfied with Xia Wuyou's attitude, and then gave Luo Yang a vicious look: "Stinky boy, what else do you have to say?"

Luoyang could only sigh: "Okay, I can't listen to you. But after a hundred years, there will be a catastrophe, and my son must go all out to practice. After the God King catastrophe, I will immediately go to hell. How are your loved ones?"

"Anyway, mother, father, and aunt all have long life spans, and 100 years is nothing at all." Luoyang had no choice but to agree first.

Luo Changye thought for a while and finally gave up: "Well, if you dare to break your promise, I can't beat you to death!"

What Luo Yang said is right, the world today is indeed a golden age, countless geniuses have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and after you sing, I will go on stage, competing for strangeness and beauty, so lively.

The gods that are usually rare to see are born one after another, and there are hundreds of them in just one Shenzhou. Coupled with the young talents of foreign races, the entire Shenzhou has become a ball of good fortune!

The holy sons and holy princes of the original holy places have now become gods one after another. On the banks of the great river and on the Qujiang tower, countless young talents of the human race gathered together to hold a conference.

The holy princes of the Great Shang Dynasty and the Great Zhou Dynasty all arrived, as did the holy sons and saintesses of the Ziyang Holy Land, the Xuanhuang Holy Land, and other holy places. In addition, dozens of human bodies gathered together.

They are all gods, each of them looks beautiful and outstanding, playing the piano and listening to the music on the Qujiang Tower, pointing the country and scolding Fang Qiu while drinking and drinking, so happy.

"Is this the top human genius? How weak!" When the atmosphere was at its strongest, a young man in white walked slowly outside Qujiang Tower, shaking his head with disdain.

Beside him was a beautiful young girl who said contemptuously, "That's natural! The young master is the son of the god king, how can these self-proclaimed geniuses be comparable?"

"You are so courageous, who are you?" Everyone in the Qujiang Tower was furious. A young man stood up with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"The third son of the God King's family is here, you insects still kneeling to welcome him?" the girl shouted loudly, her nostrils turned to the sky, extremely arrogant.

"You dare to insult us, court death!"

Geniuses are naturally arrogant, the young man rushed out, spread his palms and patted the young man in white.

As a result, the young man in white didn't move, but the beautiful girl moved. She pressed lightly with one palm, and the human youth flew out, pierced through the river and was embedded in the mud at the bottom of the river. dead!
"What a hot hand!"

"I'm here to learn your brilliant trick!"

"Kill it directly!"

Many holy sons and saintesses shot at the girl outside, and at this time the young man in white made a move, and he opened the folding fan in his hand, just like that lightly.

Then everyone flew out, the Qujiang tower was shattered, and a stormy sea was set off. Everyone was defeated by one move, and their faces were ashen ashes, spurting blood there.

"The human race has been weak since ancient times. Now it seems that this time you will be missing from the vast land of China!" The young man in white said proudly.

"Who gave you the courage to speak like this, does your lord know?" There was a pearl-like voice, and everyone looked up, and saw a young man in purple walking step by step from a distance.

"It's the Great Xia Holy Prince!"

"Brother Luo!"

"Brother Luo, these two outsiders from the protoss are too arrogant and domineering, please ask Brother Luo to uphold justice!"

The person who came was naturally Luoyang. As soon as they saw him coming, the ashen-faced people immediately found their backbone, and they started talking there.

"You are Luoyang? That young sage who rose to fame?" The young man in white said coldly, "But I don't believe it. It must be nothing but nonsense. Anyway, the human race has always been a race for fame."

Luo Yang nodded, his eyes flashed, and then the white-clothed son of the protoss was decapitated, and then the two corpses turned into tens of thousands of corpses, all of which were scattered in the Yangtze River.

(End of this chapter)