The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 593 Supernatural power fight

In the end, there were powerful tenth heaven masters of the blood clan who were willing to cut their own realms to kill several military leaders. They were indeed tyrannical, and even Dou Jingzhong was defeated, which proved that they were not opponents.

"Brother, I'm coming!" Erya rubbed her hands and said, Luoyang nodded, and then the little girl rushed out.

Standing in the crowd, her petite body looked out of place. Everyone loves her pink carvings and jade carvings. She looks only four or five years old, but there are golden flames in her eyes.

Opposite her was the blood master who cut himself off. He looked very solemn when facing this little girl. He raised his arms little by little, and the sword flickered into cloud after cloud.

The power of Daoguo Nine Layers burst out and slashed down at the little girl in front of her. The clouds were steaming, and the clouds and mist gathered into a sky full of brilliance, piling up there!
But Erya didn't care at all, her delicate body shook, and she turned into a ten-foot-long golden bird, opened her mouth and swallowed the blood race, and then turned into that little girl again.

"Monster race? What kind of species is this!"

Mo Yuan's face changed, he felt a little surprised, this little girl is really too strong, at such a young age, with such weak cultivation, how can she have such strong fighting power!

"Go again!"

Mo Yuan gave an order, and a blood clan master with a war spear came forward. He was wearing thick armor, covering even his face. Thousands of poisonous snakes surrounded him like vines when he shot.

But his attack was blocked, to be precise, he was caught by a small, outrageous white and tender hand, and the little girl on the opposite side shook her body and turned into a big golden bird.

The vampire felt the force of the squeeze from the space around him, and the armor all over his body was crackling and shattering. He was very frightened, because he was about to be eaten, just like the poor guy before.

But at this time, there was a cold snort from the opposite tower, which sounded unpleasant, and there was a lot of pampering in it, and then the terrifying little girl turned into a big bird and trembled.

Then obediently turned into that girl, and looked at the blood master opposite with wide eyes: "You guys don't taste good, my brother won't let me eat, so Erya won't eat you, did you get scared just now?"

The blood master didn't know what to think, but he nodded obediently, then shook his head violently, and held the Zhan Ge tightly in his palm again, wanting to give himself a sense of security.

But it was useless, a four-foot golden long sword appeared in the hands of the little girl opposite, its shape was a bit weird, when you looked carefully, you would find that it was actually a golden feather!
"bass!"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting the iron sheet sounded, and the Zhan Ge was broken into two pieces from the middle, and the vampire master was also broken into two pieces from the middle.

Erya turned around and looked up the tower, Luoyang glared at her, then smiled gently and dotingly, and then Erya laughed too, looking innocent, as if she wasn't the one who killed someone with iron blood just now.

On the side of the blood clan, masters were constantly sent out, some of them were aggressive and fierce, but they were broken by Er Ya's feather in a more aggressive and brutal way, splitting into two pieces with one sword.

There are also tricks that are treacherous and unpredictable, and they are shot from various tricky and weird angles, but the golden light is brilliant, and when all the halos roll over, the opponent has already been broken into pieces.

Erya's strength has improved so much now that no one can defeat him at the realm of the Ninth Level of Daoguo, of course not including a pervert like Luoyang, and there is obviously no such pervert among the blood clan.

"Roar!"

A vampire rushed out, revealing eight heads and eighteen arms in a flash. Every three arms grasped a golden wheel, and each of the eight heads recited loud and clear syllables, like the eight sounds of a dragon.

This is a person of noble blood among the blood clan, equivalent to the innate treasure body among the human race, with extremely powerful shots, and fought against Erya hundreds of times over a cup of tea.

In the end, Erya cut off all his arms, leaving only one head, and then hundreds of feathers flew out, nailing him to the ground, blood flowed, and the dead could not die anymore.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes tightly, and finally opened them thoughtfully, thinking in his heart: "This witch should have the blood of the golden-winged roc in her body, and it looks like it should be comparable to the half-step king's body!"

"After this place is cleared, this witch will be captured alive. In the future, she will be the young master's mount, and she will be unrestrained and coquettish."

Regardless of Mo Yuan's thoughts, there are already more than [-] Daoguo ninth-level blood clans who died in Erya's hands.

At this moment, there is no one who can compete with her, and suddenly there are no volunteers from the trillion-dollar army on the blood race side to challenge.

Then Mo Yuan sent out a blood master who was at the tenth level of Dao Fruit, and Luo Yang also took Erya back. This time it was Luo Shuang, Luo Xuan and Yuan Shiwu's turn to make a move!
The first one to strike was Luo Shuang, her clothes fluttered like a fairy, her delicate little feet stepped on the ground, and a spiritual light rolled up, and a delicate little hand was already grasping the hilt of the sword.

"boom!"

The blood clan on the opposite side came with a mace in hand, surrounded by bloody waves, with fleshy wings spread out beside him, with the head of a wild wolf, and his shots were very domineering.

"Curacho!"

Then there was the sound of the sword being unsheathed, and Luo Shuang pulled out the sword generously. The light of the sword was so sharp that it was amazing, and only heard a clanging sound, and the vampire's mace flew out.

The blood master looked at his hands in horror. There was ice congealing, and he was frozen in a blink of an eye. He became an ice sculpture, and his breath had been cut off.

But the ice on the surface of his body is only a superficial means, the real killing move is the chill in his body, his internal organs have become frosty things, and he can't die anymore.

Luo Shuang held a sword flower, and eight silk threads flew out from the long sword, and then the eight silk threads became billowing snow-white cold currents, piercing the frozen land thousands of miles away with one sword!
Luo Shuang is very gentle and courteous in dealing with others, but unexpectedly, she is a leader in the way of frost, and her gestures are radiant with coldness.

One after another of the blood clan masters came, and another master passed away. Luo Shuang is already the strongest at the Dao Fruit level, so she is naturally not afraid!

One hundred and eighteen battles in a row, each of which is a big victory, proves that eighteen monks with the tenth level of Dao fruit have died.

Mo Yuan's face turned blue, and then Luo Shuang was recalled by Luo Yang, and then Luo Xuan made a move.

The two girls were fiercer and more domineering than the other, Luo Xuan just took advantage of the momentum and split a blood master into two pieces with a single sword!

Dou Jingzhong spat out a mouthful of blood, and praised: "The two girls are worthy of following Her Majesty the Empress since they were young. Whether it is swordsmanship, magical powers or temper, they are all very good."

A few people heard the strange words, and looked at Luoyang, but there were not many similarities in the personality of this son except for the similarity between the eyebrows and eyes.

The queen is domineering and majestic, her actions are grand and majestic, while Luoyang is flexible and changeable. Sometimes she is dark and sinister, sometimes thick-skinned, sometimes sinister and cunning, and sometimes humble and kind.

Sometimes it is ruthless, sometimes majestic and majestic, and sometimes it is hard to see.

They don't know which one is a good emperor, but when the empress was in power, people called her a good emperor, but Luoyang is now a god in the hearts of the big men!
While they were sighing, outside Luoxuan had won many battles, she was really too strong, as soon as the sword came out of the sky, the clouds and shadows hovered together, and there was a pitch-black flame spinning!

This kind of flame can burn mountains and cook seas, but people can't feel a little bit of temperature, but it is a little warm and cool, but the guys who are contaminated with this kind of flame have already turned into ashes.

There was disgust between Luo Xuan's brows and eyes, and the sword light kept swaying, constantly taking the lives of the enemies, and finally she was summoned by Luo Yang.

Because Luo Xuan's power was consumed too much, Yuan Shiwu jumped down at this time, he giggled strangely, held a big stick, and smashed the ground out of a deep ravine with a bang.

And the guy who fought with him was equally miserable, and was soon smashed to death by Jian Jian stick and Jian Jian, the place where Yuan Shiwu was still standing unbreakable!
"boom!"

A fierce battle broke out between Yuan Shiwu and a black-skinned blood master holding a shield. This blood master was Mo Yuan's guard and was sent by him to win!
But it was useless. After colliding thousands of times, the arms of the black-skinned and powerful vampire were broken.

It hit his own chest, a shockingly large piece protruded from his back, and he died miserably.

Then Yuan Shiwu was also summoned back, and now the main fighters of the two sides almost collided, but it was obvious that the big man went to the side with absolute combat power.

Mo Yuan's face was darkened, gloomy like water, bitter and bitter, just like someone owed him 100 million heaven-reaching spirit stones!
At a certain moment, the crowd around him dispersed, and an old man in a strange costume walked out. This old man seemed to be dying, trembling almost exhausted, and leaning on a cane, he reached the front of the two armies.

As soon as he waved his hand, a long table appeared in front of him, with all kinds of messy things on it. First, he took out a lamp.

Different from Zhao Chongyang's oil lamp, this lamp was completely pitch black, but the lamp flame had a green luster. The old man made seals with both hands, and rays of light were submerged into the flame.

The flame jumped up three feet with a bang, burning brightly, each rune was twisting, there was a strange and sharp cry, and a strange wave spread out.

Enveloped by the formation, on the city wall, a young man suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out flames. He felt very surprised, but in the blink of an eye, flames spewed out from all seven orifices.

The flame was so green that he hadn't felt any pain before it burned into a white bone, and then the flame disappeared, and the white bone fell into pieces.

Now everyone's eyes are fixed on the strange old man below. Few people have noticed the strange state here, and Luoyang is among the few people.

Immediately there was a sound of exclamation, and immediately the green flames continued to burn, spraying out from the seven orifices and pores of each soldier, burning very hotly!
This kind of flame is very powerful, even Daotai monks are about to die in one breath, and they die one hundred and one hundred times. Up to now, hundreds of people have died under that kind of flame.

"It's the blood curse technique!"

Luo Yang frowned and was about to make a move, but obviously it was not the time for him to make a move, because the opponent's Mo Yuan hadn't made a move yet, and he was going to deal with Mo Yuan!
As the son of a powerful blood clan, Mo Yuan's strength can be imagined. Even if his cultivation base is only the ninth level of Dao Fruit, he still poses a great threat to Luoyang. After all, he only has the fourth level of Dao Fruit!

"Luoyang, leave it to Master Dao!"

And at this time Zhao Chongyang reappeared, and his fat body walked up to the city wall, facing the old man of the blood clan.

(End of this chapter)