The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 623
"Boy, you can't leave today!"

A rough voice sounded, but the blue-haired old man had already killed behind Luoyang, with dragon scales growing on his arms, and he just went down like that.

Luo Yang could see clearly that this was the dragon pose among the eight divine and desolate poses, which had been cultivated to the peak by this old man and had been refined into the marrow of his bones. Back then, Nangong Lili was really much worse than this old man.

But Luoyang was not afraid at all. Chaotic fists and palms bombarded together, the tracks were colorful, vertical and horizontal lines appeared together, and each line was condensed by countless chaotic dragons.

"Boom!"

The two of them punched two shots in the air without fancy, fierce and domineering, going forward indomitably, the space oscillated and the two tore the space and flew back, but turned around again in a blink of an eye, and collided like a tyrannosaurus.

The two fought hand to hand again, fighting fast and fighting hard, Luoyang's moves were open and closed, and the blue-haired old man's moves were domineering and mighty!

Luoyang used all the moves of Chaos Fist and Palm, and all his accomplishments were integrated into his fists and feet, and he is still making progress, making great strides forward!
And the blue-haired old man's moves are varied, and he can perform the eight gods and wilderness in turn. The dragon pose is against the chaotic sky, the tiger pose is roaring to smash mountains and rivers, and the crane pose is shining with wind and moon!
In addition, there are mountains and rivers in Zhongzhen, infinite pagodas, ancient and simple big bells, and divine swords that split the void!

Both of them went berserk, and each of them soared to their peak for a battle. From the outside, we could only see the two lights and shadows clashing rapidly amidst the whirling wind and rain.

Every fight is like thousands of thunderbolts bursting out at the same time, the surrounding void is annihilated inch by inch, and the earth is devastated and destroyed.

I don't know how many soldiers have suffered from the disaster, and there are no dead bodies left. This is the sorrow of the little people. The gods fight and the mortals suffer!
In just ten breaths, the two fought [-] times. In the end, the two sides crossed each other, and Luoyang's body shook.

However, there were more than a dozen deep fist marks on his body, and bone dregs seeped out from the broken flesh and fell to the ground.

Luo Yang was a little staggering, coughing up blood constantly, the blue-haired old man was really strong, and he was only half a step away from Nirvana, his bones were shattered, and cracks appeared in his internal organs due to the shock.

He didn't suppress it forcefully, he opened his mouth and sprayed out the blood, and then there was the sound of wrought iron in his body.
But obviously these old monsters didn't want Luoyang to have a chance to breathe. The three elders of the Corpse Prison Sect stepped on the river of corpse breath and killed them. The old woman of Wanyin Pavilion also shook her crutches, wanting to join the battle group.

"A group of old clappers rely on the old to sell the old, let's eat you, Uncle Yuan!"

There was a loud shout, but a tall and burly monkey rushed up with a stick in his hand. With a wave of his palm, the stick turned into a thousand miles long, and just fell down like that.

"Monster clan? Pohou, get the hell out of here!" The white-robed man of the Tiantai Sect finally moved. Before, he had been standing firm like a holy mountain, but now his movement caused the aura of heaven and earth to roll.

He slapped out a white and delicate palm like a woman, and shook the stick hard. The void exploded with a bang, and the stick flew out backwards, taking Yuan Shiwu back dozens of steps.

But the white-robed man was not feeling well either. He let out a muffled groan and the void beneath his feet collapsed. After all, Yuan Shiwu was an ancient alien species, both physically and spiritually pure and powerful.

But he finally stopped Yuan Shiwu, preventing him from supporting Luoyang. Wu Xiang swaggered but was also blocked. The red-haired old man surrounded by fire shot and blocked Wu Xiang.

The two changed positions in mid-air, and fought each other quickly. Every blow carried iron-blooded fighting spirit and flames rising, turning into a huge fire tornado!
The two are opponents, and the old Lie Huo does not know where to practice, and his cultivation is not inferior to the older generation of the four major sects.

Although they were shocked by Wu Xiang's iron-blooded and domineering punches, they were able to resist for a while. They wanted to use this opportunity to behead Luoyang!
The horoscope is not strong enough, and the yellow robe cannot be worn. An emperor is the most important thing for a country. As the saying goes, a snake can't do without a head. Once the emperor is killed, most of the dynasty's national fortune will be lost!
In other words, as long as they kill Luoyang now, they themselves or the sect can be greatly nourished, and there is even hope of breaking through the Nirvana realm!

But Luo Yang obviously didn't want to die. With a flicker of his body, he escaped the encirclement of those half-step Nirvana masters and killed the three pavilion masters.

"Not good!" Those old monsters were shocked. They didn't know how Luoyang escaped. How did they know the existence of such a magical item as the Chaos Jade Seal!

"Three pavilion masters, I'm here to send you back to your place today!" Luo Yang made a move while talking and laughing, and grabbed the hole flute that had been tapped out, and a flash of sword light flashed.

The Chaos Sword was unsheathed and circled around the neck of the Second Pavilion Master, then the head was separated, and a head flew three hundred feet under the gushing blood!
Luo Yang took the hole flute unhurriedly, and then shot at the two of them, eight chaotic rivers enveloped them both, even if the sound of drums could shake the sky, it was useless.

The five phoenixes turned wildly, their wings were like knives and their beaks were like spears, but they were still blocked by the river of chaos, and the five phoenixes were blown to pieces with the gentle swaying of lotus flowers.

"Boom!"

Luo Yang hit the battle drum with a punch when he came close, and then the punches fell like rain, and he punched eighteen times in an instant!

After eighteen punches, Luo Yang withdrew his hands and walked away. His sleeve robe rolled up the war drum and fell into the coffin of the immortal burial. He turned around and went to kill the beautiful Great Pavilion Master again.

The bare-chested man's face was dull, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his flesh and blood peeled off inch by inch when Luoyang left. In the end, there was only a white bone left in place, and even the white bone turned into pieces.

"Stop, little bastard!" The white-haired old woman's face was wrinkled together, and she quickly attacked Luoyang, and a big bell rang out.

But Luoyang didn't care about her at all. Ninety-nine dragons appeared from the back of the crystal light, and roared like a surge, fighting against the bell wave, making a crackling sound.

"Clearly!"

The sound of the zither became faster and faster, the Great Pavilion Master had already used all his strength to attack, and the killing spirit surged very sharply, and the noise was like a gust of wind and rain.

However, Luo Yang grabbed the soft catkin's little hand and pulled his jade arm out of its joint with a sudden force.

Immediately afterwards, a thunder spear fell from the sky, pierced through the back of the heart with a puff, pierced through the front of the chest, and was nailed to death in the void like this, a sect leader perished.

Originally, Luoyang wanted to kill the suzerains of Tiantai Sect and Shenhuang Temple, but it was too late in time.

Many old monsters rushed up again, besieged Luoyang, and protected the two trembling suzerains.

"Hoohoo!"

"Angang!"

The roar of tigers and the cries of monkeys resounded, and the south was full of monster aura, and the heroes of the monster clan came to kill them. Whether it was Yaolong Cave, Jinwu Ridge or Fuxi Mountain, the door panels of big monsters came out one after another!

"There is an internal struggle in the human race, and it happens to be the time for me to make a fortune! Emperor of the human race, you only need to pay tribute to my monster race, how about we turn around and leave?"

A man with golden light all over his body said in a loud voice that his cultivation base is half-step Nirvana. This is the old monster of Jinwu Ridge, and now the father of King Jinwu!
And the Golden Crow King was following behind the old Golden Crow King at this moment, looking elated, and his eyes opened and closed, revealing the grand ambition of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Standing beside the old Golden Crow King was a man in black robes and a burly man in armor. These were the fathers of Tiger King and Bear King, and their cultivation bases were also half-step Nirvana!
"Young and lovely emperor of the human race, we finally meet again."

Yanyan Yanyan, a stunningly beautiful woman, graceful and charming, is the cave master of Yaolong Cave. She has also reached half-step nirvana in her cultivation base breakthrough. They met once in the realm of rotten fire.

The Yaolong Cave Master looked at Luoyang and said, "My sister is not as stingy as Jin Wuling. As long as your Han Dynasty is willing to bow down and surrender, my sister can help you bury these old clappers in the grave."

"Langhoof!" The old woman of Wanyin Pavilion, the master of the Yaolong Cave, said angrily. Three of her four direct disciples died today. One can imagine her bad mood.

Luo Yang didn't care, and said with a smile: "Why, the Yaozu also wants to share a piece of the pie today? Don't come here with your life, and go back with your life!"

"Oh, I'm so scared." Yaolong Cave Master's complexion suddenly changed: "Human emperor, if you are not obedient, sister will have to replace you with an obedient emperor!"

Luo Yang sneered and said nothing, the background of the Yaozu is really deep, no wonder the court has Lu Wujie as the backstage and dare not show their teeth at them easily, it turns out that they are afraid of these things!
"It looks like you can't discuss this business?" The face of Yaolong Cave Master Huarongyuemao became very dangerous.

"Nonsense, kill him!" The Tiger King yelled angrily, his demonic aura turned into flames, and he rushed towards Luoyang with a flicker.

Beside him, the bear king who was like an iron tower also came over, his fists and canopy beat a drum like a god general, shaking the Nantianmen!
Luo Yang snorted coldly: "It seems that Yaolong Cave, Jinwu Ridge, and Fuxi Mountain will disappear from my territory after today! And you made a mistake!"

"What's wrong?" asked the old Golden Crow King who came from the golden road with his feet paved with feathers.

"You shouldn't have left your heirs where they are. Now I can slaughter them at will." Before Luoyang's words fell, he disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Tiger King and Bear King.

"Silver Ring!"

Xiong Wang yelled, and thousands of silver rings flew up from his body, but before reaching the maximum power, he was blown away by Luo Yang's punch!
Flesh and flesh were flying, Xiong Wang's strong body was pierced by Luoyang's punch, and then flames burned out from the pores, acupuncture points, and seven orifices all over his body, turning into coke in an instant!

"Spray ink to dye, Yuehua kill!"

Seeing this scene, the Tiger King was terrified and his liver and gallbladder were torn apart. He immediately burned his source and exerted all his strength. A thick black was soaked out like thick ink, and the moonlight was like water, and the murderous intent descended.

However, Luo Yang didn't care at all, he punched unreasonably, no matter whether it was thick ink or moonlight, everything collapsed with just one punch, Tiger King's head cracked open, and red and white things gushed endlessly!

Luo Yang turned around and continued to kill the King of the Golden Crow. The King of the Golden Crow rolled on the spot and turned into a golden golden-feathered crow, fluttering its wings and flying away into the sky.

"Little bastard!" The old Golden Crow King's eyes were shattered, and he had already reached Luoyang's body, and he punched him out.

But Luoyang didn't resist with all his strength at all, allowing the eighteen golden gates in front of him to be pierced, and his arm covering his chest to be broken, and still used his strength to catch up with the Golden Crow King.

(End of this chapter)