The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 247

Unexpectedly, the old monk who was majestic and majestic just now gave a wry smile and spurted blood from his mouth: "Your Majesty, I don't blame the old monk for not helping you. He is really powerless."

"Oh, old monk, are you squirting blood again?" The big black dog ran over erratically, shaking its head and tail, "Hurry up, squirt a few more squirts, sir, I'll be free!"

"Don't be a dog." The old monk restrained all the light, picked up the wine gourd on his waist, and took a sip: "Your Majesty, take a good look."

Luoyang's whole body was surrounded by precious light, and his eyes were full of chaos. When he looked carefully, he couldn't help being surprised, because there was a deep scar on the old monk's ten-story altar.

Extending from the top platform to the bottom, it was almost divided into twenty pieces, and only one point was still connected.

Just now, the explosion of power from the tenth heaven of Daotai covered up all the scars, and now He Guangtongchen was immediately noticed by Luoyang.

"Master, what is this?" Luo Yang asked in surprise.

"Wang, how did you become the emperor when you were so stupid?" The big black dog didn't give Luoyang any face, and said, "Of course I was injured. Let me tell you, the old monk almost died at the beginning!"

"It's just a little short. You said he won't die? As long as Master Dog dies, I will be liberated, sir!"

The old monk's mouth muscles were twitching, and he grabbed the big black dog by the tail and threw him behind him.

"Gou'er is right. The old monk was seriously injured thousands of years ago and has been waiting to die in the mountains. His cultivation is only the power of the first level of Daotai. Just forcing them back also pulled the wound."

The old monk was very open-minded, and said frankly: "I am afraid that the old monk will only have a few decades to live after such a disturbance. I hope to see the days when His Majesty reborn and suppressed the Quartet."

"Master, take a good rest, there will be such a day." Luo Yang bowed to the old monk: "Let me hunt and kill first!"

Luoyang didn't want to let go of the four escaped demon kings. Each of them had a blood debt of hundreds of millions of lives. As the lord of a country, Luoyang had the obligation to avenge his own people.

He disappeared in place, and with the help of the jade seal, he appeared on the border of the southern border of the Han Dynasty. The star-spotted pterosaur and the skylark had already rushed across the border at this moment.

Only the Flying Demon Jiao was injured and ran the slowest, with three claws slashing in mid-air, sprinting in a crooked way.

"I'll take your knife first!"

Luoyang's injuries have recovered, and he has regained his peak, and swallowed a drop of precious essence, and the unity of spirit, energy and spirit stimulated the big cauldron to suppress it, just like a mountain descending on its head.

"Boy!"

The three claws of the Flying Demon Dragon stretched out and held the cauldron, but Luoyang made a merciless move. Then, a Vulcan descended from the sky enveloping the world of flames, and stepped on the cauldron with one foot.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, and the remaining three legs of the poor Flying Demon Jiao Jiao were all broken, and the big cauldron hit his head with a buzzing sound, and the back molars all burst out.

"Young man, save everything so that we can meet again in the future!" Flying Demon Jiao said very politely after being seriously injured.

"I won't see you again in the future, why don't you meet King Yama!"

How could Luoyang spare him when he hit the real fire, and continued to urge the two top-grade spiritual weapons to fight against them. The Flying Demon Dragon was seriously injured and was no longer Luoyang's opponent at its peak state at the moment.

After dozens of strokes, Luoyang shattered into mid-air, a dragon fell on him, and the corpse was swept away by the light of the emperor's treasury.

"No one can run today!"

Luoyang's figure flickered and shot out. With the help of the sharp edge of the top-grade spiritual weapon and the power of the magic talisman, he was able to chase and kill him. A fierce battle broke out with the three demon kings 8000 million miles south of the Han Dynasty.

"Stinky boy, don't think we are afraid of you! If it weren't for that old monk, you and that nasty big dog would already be dead!"

The lark-eating bird made a woman's shrill sound, very upset and aggrieved, and pecked it off with one mouth, leaving a little white mark on the cauldron, and the sparks continued to erupt.

After the big tripod blocked the peck, it flew backwards and hit Luoyang's chest directly. Luoyang flew out like a ping pong ball, smashing a high mountain with a bang.

"Shhhhhh!"

Star light balls flew down one after another, smashing towards the ruins of the high mountain, and the original high mountain directly turned into a bottomless hole.

"boom!"

At this time, the ground behind the white-tailed ferret exploded, and the Luoyang people rushed out with swords together, almost splitting the white-tailed ferret in two, blood splattering.

The white-tailed ferret transformed into a woman's face paled, and she quickly counterattacked, sending Luoyang flying across the sky, and her chest, which was already bloody, was directly disemboweled.

Luoyang was constantly injured, and the golden blood flowed thinly, which meant that Luoyang had a special physique and could still support it. Another person would have died [-] times long ago.

The three monsters headed towards the monster clan territory in the south while fighting. As the battle deepened, Luoyang began to change its strategy, throwing out a large number of high-grade spiritual weapons, and then directly sonicated them.

The power that erupted was astonishing, and the King Kong monks would explode with just one touch, that is, only the three major demon kings had advanced cultivation bases to fight against a treasured boy like Luoyang.

The three demon kings were afraid that the old monk who was perfect on the Taoist stage would make a move, so they focused on escaping instead of fighting Luoyang, so they started the mobile battle and quickly headed towards the depths of the demon clan.

At the same time, six people appeared on the land on the west side of the Han Dynasty, each of them had a strong aura, and one of them was Zhan Hongtu, the hall master of the Evil Spirit Sect of the Han Empire!

There were four other people standing with him, each one's aura was not weaker than Zhan Hongtu's, and they were all at the first level of the Taoist platform. Presumably they were the helpers he had hired, and they were all at the hall master level.

But at the moment, Zhan Hongtu, who is sitting in a country, seems to be flattering and obsequious, and the other three evil spirit church masters are also arrogant and condescending, which makes their subordinates' eyeballs fall out of shock when they see it.

And in front of them was a young man wearing a silver embroidered pixiu pattern robe. This young man's face was a bit cold, and he looked rather handsome, but he didn't bother to erase that haughty look.

His cultivation level can be seen at a glance, King Kong is tenth level, and he has not yet reached the peak, but it is obvious that he has a great background to be able to make Zhan Hongtu and other heroes so respected.

And half a body behind this young man is an old man who looks to be in his 60s. He is thin and dry, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He walks in the air without any fluctuations.

"Zhan Hongtu, are you sure that the shabby man from that small country has the Heaven-reaching Spirit Artifact in his hand?" The silver-robed youth asked without turning his head, "If you don't let me make this trip in vain, you will be doomed."

Zhan Hongtu nodded with a smile all over his face: "Don't worry, my lord, I wouldn't dare to lie to you! According to my subordinates, Luoyang's Tongtian Spirit Artifact is still the best, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have that kind of power."

"That's good. If I can get the Heaven-reaching Spirit Artifact this time, I will give you a credit and let you lead dozens of surrounding countries and be the master of the hall."

Young Master Yinpao said indifferently, Zhan Hongtu is a thousand thanks, those around him also don't know what they are thinking.

"Sigh." Zhan Hongtu sighed secretly, originally he just wanted to ask his good brother for help, but he unexpectedly met the young master who came out to play.

This young man is the biological son of the blood-eyed Dharma King, and he has a high status. He can naturally solve Luoyang once he makes a move, but the disappearance of the saint Yin Xia or this matter cannot be hidden from the Dharma King's Dharma Eye.

When the time comes, the old man will be angry, let alone the hall master, and his life will probably be gone.

The group of six people inquired all the way, and they even chased into the territory of the monster clan in the south. The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks wrapped up the other five people with a speed as fast as lightning, and quickly rushed in for billions of miles.

It took Luoyang one day and one night to fight to the core of the monster clan, and they could almost see the ancient hall sandwiched between the distant mountain peaks.

The three demon kings finally had a backbone, because their grand master was in retreat in the hall, no matter how strong the old monk was, the demon kings had full confidence when they mentioned their grand master.

Because their grand lord is said to have come from a distant place and survived for an unknown period of time. At the beginning, he subdued all the demon kings with a wave of his hand and called himself the grand lord.

Living in a simple place, even demon kings like them rarely see the true face of the Great Senior, which is extremely mysterious.

Fighting to this point, Luoyang has almost reached its limit. His whole body is covered in blood, and he has completely become a golden blood man, even his hair is in locks.

But his fighting spirit was even more high-spirited, with a sword in one hand and a cauldron in the other, he gasped heavily and looked fiercely.

Opposite him are the three big demon kings, they will naturally not run away when they have the confidence, they want to join forces here to get rid of this bluffing human emperor.

However, at this moment, a thick ray of light flew over incomparably wildly, and rushed to the front of one person and three monsters like no one else, and the figures of six people appeared in the ray of light.

"Who is that, you are Luoyang, right? The earth emperor with horns." The silver-robed youth turned his nostrils to the sky and squinted at Luoyang: "Hurry up and hand over your heaven-reaching spiritual weapon, or I don't mind making your death ugly."

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the charming white-tailed ferret, which suddenly revealed a lewd light, and he almost couldn't walk.

Retaining a smile, he said: "That's great, Gu Nu, catch this little girl for the young master, the young master wants her to sleep with you tonight."

"As ordered."

The thin and withered old man said very respectfully, turned to face the white-tailed ferret, and was about to arrest her.

"Presumptuous! Do you want your aunt to sleep with you? You have had a dream for eight lifetimes!" What a powerful person a white-tailed ferret is, and he is at the door of his house, so he doesn't care about these people who don't know the so-called.

But the old man shot meticulously, grabbed it as if the world had been separated, the expression of the white-tailed ferret changed drastically, and the white light turned into a series of horses when he shot with all his strength.

Normally these horses could cut off the river, but now they all collapsed when they met that big hand, and the old man captured a white-tailed ferret with just a handful of Daotai realm.

"who?"

"Let go of her!"

Star-spotted pterosaur and skylark also felt shameless, and they rescued the white-tailed ferret together, and star-spotted pterosaur displayed a star map.

The Skylark opened its big mouth and a vortex appeared, which seemed to swallow a hundred thousand mountains and rivers, and it enveloped the big hand.

"Vulnerable beast."

The skinny old man sneered, his big hand shook lightly, the star map was torn apart with a hiss, and the Skylark also flew out, falling to pieces.

(End of this chapter)