The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 727 Three Thousand Coffins, Three Thousand Swords!
Every time Luo Yang said a word, the priest's face became ugly, and in the end he even turned hideous: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to deduce everything based on a few words from my evil disciple!"

"You made me feel a little bit of fear! That's why you made all your majesties feel a little bit of fear! In this case, do you think you can still live?"

The great priest's white robe was stained with blood and dirt, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He was delaying the time to urge the divine soldiers to recover, and turned to the emperors and said, "Six Majesties, this son must not be left behind, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

Luo Yang snorted coldly: "Let them kill Lao Tzu? You've lost your mind and lost your mind. Didn't you see how they were beaten to death by Lao Tzu's trio! Do they dare to try again with that feeling? "

The great priest sneered and said: "Hahaha, what a joke, you think I can't see that your supernatural powers and abilities come from this jade wishful!"

"Looking at its current appearance, combined with the fate of your friend's treasure, I have already come to the conclusion that your treasure is no longer usable!"

The emperors were also very moved when they heard the words of the great priest. They had a sworn feud with Luoyang and wanted to kill him a long time ago, but the three magical weapons were too powerful and temporarily suppressed them.

Luo Yang smiled teasingly, waved Yu Ruyi a few times, and a purple spark appeared: "Which one of you wants to come here and die? Even if it is about to break, I'm afraid you can't stand it if you blew yourself up."

The emperors were taken aback when they heard the self-detonation of Bone Power and Thunder Fire Sword just now, their expressions turned ugly and they stopped in their tracks.

Luo Yang rubbed his nose: "The emperors made a wise choice. This guy in mourning clothes is not one with you. Be careful not to be used by him as a weapon."

The great priest sneered, and the murderous intent spread: "Okay, even if I am alone, I can kill you all!"

"You are too confident." Zhang Wenyuan took a thousand steps, and a wolf hair pen appeared, and the pen flew away, and the aura of a mighty soldier spread.

Yin Xia also took out that weird awl-like weapon, smiling like a flower, and the picture scrolls whirled around Luoyang, and ten magic pictures descended!

The great priest had been beaten to death long ago. He was so confident before but because he had a powerful magic weapon in his hands. Now he almost lost his mind seeing this kind of scene, and turned around and ran away.

However, it was blocked, and there was another big battle. The wolf kept drawing runes one by one to seal off the town.

And beside Yin Xia, a bronze demon with dense scales appeared, grabbing the awl and attacking continuously, leaving blood holes on the body of the great priest.

In the end, Luoyang made ten demon maps, and stretched out a big hand of a demon god with stroking hairs from it, grabbed the arm of the great priest and twisted it off, and then exploded his chest with one palm!
And the peach wood sword of the mighty divine weapon was in that hand, and it was also snatched by Luoyang at this moment. The great priest had nothing left to honor, and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

"We agreed before that the last blow will be handed over to me."

The little monster came, and a mahogany sword appeared in his hand again. Luo Yang recognized that this was the one on the skeleton of the little monster's uncle in the space of the spirit-eating tree.

"Disciple, do you really want to kill yourself as a teacher? I am the master who brought you up from a young age. I have taught you martial arts and supernatural powers these years, and raised you to grow up!" The great priest is making the last effort.

But the little monster sent the long sword into the heart of the great priest without hesitation: "Joke, you dragged me to grow up. That's because you killed my parents and my whole village with your own hands!"

The mahogany sword smashed the heart, and pulled out the high priest's body with blood. The high priest covered his heart and tried his best to live, but he couldn't stop the passing of vitality.

In the end, he fell to the ground with a grim face, his vitality was cut off, his eyes were wide open, but all the viciousness had turned into ashes.

The little monster bowed to the three people in Luoyang, then turned and left, heading towards the entrance of the underground space, abandoning the good fortune of this place and leaving.

But he left Luoyang and they haven't left yet. They are still confronting each other and continue to walk forward, but this time the six emperors looked at the three of Luoyang with greed.

Because they knew that with the cultivation of Luoyang and the others, they couldn't push the mighty soldiers to the limit, and they couldn't exert the power of the treasures of the three teachings before, and their desires were growing.

The reason why he is still restrained now is because he has not yet reached the last place in the underground space. Once all the secrets here are revealed in front of him, it will be time to completely tear his face apart.

Before that, everyone cherished their own strength, and didn't want to be injured before the final fight, or be attacked by everyone, and fall directly.

That mountain range is getting closer and closer, and it is clearly presented in front of everyone. The space here is stronger and the pressure is heavier. It seems that a pair of huge palms are squeezing from the sky and the earth.

The whole mountain is dark, and at the highest point stands a huge coffin, which can be seen clearly from hundreds of miles away. The coffin is made of cyan material.

It doesn't shine, but it can't hide the extraordinary and precious material, and the desolate taste rushes to the face, bringing chills and the washing of time.

In front of the mountain, there is a big river blocking the road, which is a hundred miles wide, forming a ring shape, completely surrounding the huge black mountain range.

There was a sound of exclamation, because there were also coffins in the river, and there were a large number of them, flowing in a circular shape with the river.

Each bite has a different shape, color, and size. Some are square, some end, some are jagged, some are as large as ten feet, and some are as small as a matchbox.

Some are dark and dignified, some are golden and noble, some are lingering in purple, and some are snow-white.

"What is buried in these coffins?" Someone asked, "Could it be the king's subordinates?"

"I always feel that these coffins are extraordinary, and there must be great terror and murderous aura inside!" Someone said with a serious face, not knowing what they felt.

Both Luo Yang and Yin Xia turned to look at Zhang Wenyuan, Zhang Wenyuan smiled bitterly: "I don't know, although the Sword King is respected by everyone, there are very few records about him."

"This is another temporary mausoleum. What kind of weirdness is there? My eyes are darkened, so I can only take a step to see."

Now naturally there is no possibility of giving up halfway, the atmosphere at the scene is very depressing, everyone wants to go over, but everyone is afraid of disturbing these coffins of unknown origin.

After a quarter of an hour of stalemate, Luoyang saw acquaintances, He Xiaohe and Jia Renyi both arrived, and when they met Luoyang, they were taken aback by He Xiaohe's cultivation.

He Xiaohe smiled awkwardly: "Before, I had many scruples and hid my true cultivation. Please don't take offense. This time, seeing that Mr. Luo is safe, I am relieved."

Several people nodded. Everyone has their own secrets. For example, Luoyang disguised the body of the Great Ribao, and Zhang Wenyuan also hid his cultivation. That's because everyone has their own difficulties and goals.

And Jia Renyi was bragging again at this moment, talking about how brave and heroic he was, and how he was a hero who went out of his way for his brothers, and everyone who heard it felt nauseated.

However, Luoyang was moved by the fact that the two of them were willing to take risks for their own safety, especially He Xiaohe, who offered to come, felt warm in his heart.

And Yin Xia's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she kept looking around He Xiaohe's body curiously, as if she had discovered something, her smile became more and more weird.

"What's the use of looking around here? You don't dare to pass, I will come first! At worst, I will die!"

There really is someone who is not afraid of death, a bronze-skinned man rushed out, although he said that he was arrogant, but he was still cautious, after all, no one would think that his life was long.

He sacrificed a snow-white bell, which spun on the top of his head to release a white haze of light, and with his fingertips there was a thunderbolt, and a sword with blue armor attached to his body, with thunder and lightning flashing.

He also took out his natal magic weapon, which was a big axe. He stepped on the cloud group and passed by with a chanting spell. The speed was very fast, and he was already going all out!
But when he rushed to the surface of the river, the wind and waves blew up, and the lid of a coffin flew up, but he saw a four-foot long sword lying in the coffin.

The long sword shot out of the air as soon as it flickered, and rushed towards the big bronze man like lightning, and the void was cut with a puff!

The big man was startled, he tried his best to use the magic weapon to protect his body, and even gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

However, a terrible thing happened in the next moment, the bell and the big axe were cut into two pieces in an instant, as easily as cutting waste paper with a sharp blade.

Then the armor, including the strong man, was split from the middle, and blood and water gushed out. However, the sword energy was strong and the sword light was surging, crushing everything and evaporating into nothingness.

The sword returned to the coffin, the lid of the coffin was closed, and it walked away with the flowing water, heading for the distance.

On the other hand, there was deathly silence on the river bank. The strong man's cultivation was not weak, Nirvana Ninth Heaven, otherwise he would not have dared to lead the battle by himself, but he died without any resistance.

Everyone was splashed with cold water, their hearts were chilled, and their hairs stood on end. Faced with the kind of power just now, I am afraid that even the powerful will die!

But they still don't give up, hoping to find out how to cross this seemingly peaceful river, and many people are trying to find out.

Standing in the distance and launching means to test, some released the flying boat and roared towards the opposite bank.

But a small and exquisite coffin was opened, and a chi-long sword flew out of it, circled the flying boat a few times, and then the flying boat turned into pieces!

Some released spirit beasts, a red-tailed goldfish jumped into the river, trying to swim through the water, but the two coffins opened at the same time.

A thick black epee and a long sword with criss-crossed teeth appeared at the same time, killing the monster in an instant, and every bit of flesh and blood was evaporated by the light of the sword, without polluting the water source.

Dozens of methods have failed, and they have come to the conclusion that as long as they stand on the shore, they are safe, and as long as they go into the water, no matter whether they pass through mid-air, water or underground, they will die!
"There are [-] coffins in total!" Luo Yang said suddenly, "Do you still remember those murals? One of them has [-] swords engraved on it!"

"If my predictions are correct, the sword king's three thousand swords are buried in the three thousand coffins here! It can not only accompany the former master, but also protect the sword king's coffin from outsiders, killing two birds with one stone!"

(End of this chapter)