The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 863 All kinds of ideas, all kinds of demons

The bluestone slabs of Zhanmo Road appeared and extended one by one, which proved that the two were constantly moving forward, and the hardships were one after another just like the bluestone slabs, endless!

Sometimes Luoyang realizes that he has become the supreme emperor of heaven. With a wave of his hand, the galaxy explodes, and with a lift of his foot, the universe overturns.
But how strong his mental power is, the soul screamed, and the entire Lingxiao Palace exploded, the heavenly court disintegrated, and everything was wiped out.

Sometimes naively fell into a world of Taoism, with lotus flowers growing every step of the way, and countless Taoists, real people, saints, and supreme beings worshiped beside him. He directly climbed to the 99th grade lotus platform and became the Taoist ancestor!
Tian Zhen's calves were soaked in the blue waves, but he was extraordinary after all, with a firm mind, he quickly saw through the fog and returned to freedom.

There are countless testing environments like this. One second, they may be the all-powerful emperors and patriarchs, and the next second they become beggars.

One second he may be a compassionate Bodhisattva saint, and the next second he becomes a murderous demon and evil ghost. Sometimes he is bound in the world of mortals, sometimes he is a blue lamp, and sometimes he is full of children and grandchildren, and sometimes he is lonely.

A series of illusions appeared, and a series of illusions were shattered again. After a stick of incense, the bluestone slabs had been spread to the edge of the distant mist. This speed was astonishing.

A ray of starlight above Wang Yang swept across Luoyang's eyebrows, and he raised his eyebrows and was surrounded by Xinxiang. In front of him were Yingying Yanyan, singing and dancing in harmony with spring.

Dozens of young and beautiful dancers are dancing lightly, each of them is wearing scantily clad clothes and their shirts are half untied.

There is also an equally beautiful young singer singing in time with the musicians, her voice is melodious and crisp, this song should only exist in the sky, how can it be heard so often in the world!

The song and the dance complement each other and bring out the best in each other. The white shoulders and beautiful legs are shaking in front of your eyes, and the clothes are flying with fragrance and fragrance, and the sweet and bitter taste goes straight to your heart!

Luo Yang tapped the armrest of the White Jade Throne with his hands, and kept pace with the other party. What he listened to was mesmerizing, and what he saw was dazzled, but after a song and dance, his eyes were clear.

A golden light flashed between his brows, and he turned into a suanni with his mouth open and swallowed everything in. With a flash of his eyes, he pulled his submerged calf out of the sea water, and at this time, the innocence had also broken through.

"It's not difficult, is it?" Tian Zhen had never crossed the road of obstacles and demons before, so she seemed relaxed and puzzled at the moment: "I can cross it by myself, why do I need you to follow?"

Daoist Tianyuan is the pinnacle of power of a generation. He was tossed about by Luoyang before, so looking at Luoyang is a bit awkward now, and he doesn't want to be with him, for fear of being tricked again.

"Love and hatred, worry and fear, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, all kinds of thoughts, all kinds of demons, the danger of blocking the way of demons will really appear. I hope you can be careful." Vaguely said.

There is no difference between night and day in the vast ocean, because the sun rises in the east and the moon hangs in the west remains unchanged, only the ocean is gently rippling, and the galaxy is flowing gently.

The two were still struggling in the illusions one after another. This time Luoyang was directly thrown down to the eighteenth floor of hell. In front of him were countless evil ghosts, Yasha, who tied him down and lay him down.

Yama's blackness on the top was like a block of charcoal. With a loud roar, some ghost servants whipped Luoyang back and forth with a whip, and the sparks from the whipping flew out.

"Under the hall, Luoyang, you have killed countless people and lost your conscience. Today, this king will sentence you to be fried in a frying pan for a hundred times!"

As soon as Yan Luo gave an order, a little ghost supported Luoyang and threw him into the boiling oil pan. Even Da Neng and the king would be torn apart and screamed again and again if they fell into it.

But Luoyang laughed, he didn't care at all, instead he yelled that he was comfortable and happy, the oil pan was like warm water, and it had no power at all.

Yan Luo was furious, and asked the little ghost to send Luoyang to the mountain of knives, but the razor-sharp sword pierced Luoyang's body, and all of its blades curled; when it fell into the sea of ​​fire, the flaming knives turned into solid ice in front of Luoyang, crackling and falling to the ground.

At a certain moment, Luoyang broke free from all restraints, bursting into laughter, and kicked over the frying pan: "What kind of bullshit is King Yama, he is obviously a charcoal kiln burner, I will send you back to your hometown!"

With one punch, Luo Yang blasted the bull's head and horse's face into the air, crushed the judge and the book of life and death with one kick, and a long river appeared between his eyebrows, submerging the screaming Yama.

Luoyang hit the [-]th floor of hell all the way, galloping all the way, thousands of mountains and rivers became familiar, and the city in front of him was the big man Chang'an!
At this moment in Chang'an, there are hundreds of powerful men standing proudly, the chariots are majestic and majestic, and the swordsmen are majestic and majestic, and they are killing at this moment!
Luo Yang became angry immediately when he saw it, his clear eyes turned blood red, and he rushed into the crowd with a roar, swinging his iron fist and hitting.

He clearly cultivated Nirvana later, but none of those mighty opponents was his opponent. His iron fists would kill him if he touched them, and he would be injured when he rubbed them.
The sky and the earth were pierced through, and thunder raged and the sea of ​​fire roared, burning through the universe and collapsing the sky, and all the powerful monks were buried!
Luoyang started killing, like an angry volcanic monster, full of killing intent and hatred burning all over the world, he drew his sword and looked around to kill, but before he knew it, he was silent to the thigh on the sea.

"Luoyang, husband!"

A soft and tender body rushed forward, and Luoyang's killing intent was soothed by the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, that tender body was sobbing and trembling.

Luo Yang felt pain and trembling in his heart, the softest part of his heart was touched, he subconsciously hugged that delicate body in his arms, yes, it was Yan Xingyu.

"Xingyu don't cry, I swear to you, I will never let you suffer again in the future! I will bear the wind and rain for you, and I will help you cover the frost knife and snow sword!"

"I would like to be an umbrella to shield you from the wind and rain! I would like to be a big tree to moisten the water and light for you! I would like to turn into the breeze and touch your face! I would like to turn into the scorching sun and melt your sentimentality!"

"You shouldn't have tears and sadness on your face, but a smile and happiness. Life and death are boundless, and I told Zicheng that reincarnation turns around, don't change my heart!"

Luo Yang murmured, as if he was speaking to the beautiful woman in his arms, but not to her.

For the next few days, Luoyang stayed by Yan Xingyu's side all the time, talking with her, playing with her, laughing with her, and seeing all the beautiful scenery with her.

The sea was silent, the sea breeze was refreshing, the sea water had already reached Luoyang's chest, his mouth, nose and ears were faintly red, and drops of blood began to fall into the vast ocean.

And the innocent person next to him sank deeper than him, impressively reaching his neck, the blood gurgling from the corner of his mouth formed a series of beads, soaking one side of the tile-blue sea water.

Finally on this day, Luoyang's gaze became firm. He and Yan Xingyu watched the sunrise from the top of the Forbidden City.

"Xingyu, I love you." Luo Yang suddenly said emotionally.

Yan Xingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled like a flower: "I know, we will live happily together, get married and have children, grow old together, and stay together forever."

Luo Yang smiled slightly, and suddenly a sword pierced Yan Xingyu's chest: "It's a pity that you are not her, and it's a pity that she can't hear what I said."

"Husband, why are you? Why did you do this? I'm Xingyu!" Yan Xingyu was in great pain, grasping the Chaos Sword with both hands, and blood flowed down his snow-white wrist.

"No, you're not! You're just an illusion created by the road of obstacles to pry into my heart. I've already seen that you are a fake, but I can't bear to kill you, because you put on the cloak of my love! "

As soon as Luo Yang closed his eyes, he slashed upwards with the long sword in his hand, and everything in front of him was shattered.

Luoyang, who was deeply immersed in the sea, suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up and walked on the waves again, he coughed twice and coughed up the blood, and felt comfortable all over.

Although it was painful just now, it broke a layer of demons in his heart, made him clear-headed, refreshed, and he felt like he was enlightened and enlightened.

But when he turned around to look at Tianzhen, he couldn't help being startled. He saw that Tianzhen had been submerged in the water up to his neck, and he couldn't breathe, struggling desperately in the water.

His brows were tightly wrinkled and miserable, his entire facial features were almost wrinkled together, it was painful, his chest was squeezed and shrunken, it can be said that the front chest and back bones were broken.

"How are you naive? Wake up quickly, don't sink any more, and you will die if you sink any more! Wake up, your uncle!"

Luo Yang grabbed Tian Zhen's hair and pulled it up, but even with Luo Yang's strength, he couldn't shake it at all. On the contrary, he almost turned Tian Zhen, a Taoist priest, into a bald monk!

Tianzhen couldn't wake up at all, and couldn't pull him up. Luoyang was in a state of anxiety, because Tianzhen was already in critical condition bleeding from all seven orifices, and he might die at any time.

If the innocent dies, he will still get the benefit of the fart. I am afraid that Ziqi Daoist will be the first to shoot himself to death, and the relationship for so many years has made him and innocent brothers like brothers.

So Luoyang squatted on the sea, slapping the big-eared melon seeds frantically there, the crackling sound was clear and sweet, and the poor innocent with beautiful features and red lips and white teeth was directly fanned into a pig's head.

Her cheeks were red and swollen like a mutated steamed bun, and her teeth had all burst out, and she still couldn't wake up after spurting blood.

Luo Yang was also in a hurry, and a little bit of the brow soul directly came out of the sheath, and the immature little hand was directly pressed on the innocent brow, and the incomparably pure and magnificent spiritual power was poured into the innocent Niwan Palace.

The innocence that was struggling and almost completely lost was suddenly blessed, and it was a shock to keep a little clarity on the Lingtai. There were signs of struggle on his face, trembling, and blood spurting.

"My little Daoist, are you turning into a blood pocket?" Luo Yang complained there, but his spiritual power became more vigorous, and the spiritual ripples were stirring in circles.

Finally, Tian Zhen woke up and slowly emerged from the sea water. She was still in a trance at first, and it took more than a dozen breaths before she fully recovered.

There were two lines of blood and tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he looked very painful and sad. He didn't even pay attention to the matter of becoming bald and pig-headed, let alone care about it, which made Luoyang feel very strange.

"No way, did I hit him too hard just now?" Luo Yang scratched his head and said suspiciously: "It shouldn't be, isn't it so irresistible?"

However, the Obstacle Demon Road won't give them too long to recover, and the next level will appear just like that. Luoyang and the others are drifting on the sea, and the sun and the moon are shining together, covering the two of them together.

(End of this chapter)