The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 683 Emperor's son?

"The emperor's blood is opened!"

"Tie the chain to the sky!"

"Holy area!"

One after another grand scenes emerged like this.

Yang Wenhao held the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand, above the sky, the emerald green Immortal Cauldron floated in the sky like this.

Yang Wenhao was dressed in white, surrounded by immortal energy, as if he had come from a fairy world.

"Holy Lord Shaking Light, why bother, I will let you go and leave this place."

But who is the Holy Lord of the Fluctuating Light?

He is the Holy Master of the Waving Light Holy Land, he is the invincible Holy Master, not to mention being suppressed by a young man like Yang Wenhao, and more importantly, as the Holy Master of the Waving Light, he is now retreating?

If it gets out, how will he survive?

Then he will be ashamed.

So, he will never withdraw.

Yang Wenhao glanced around, and Peacock King and Qingjiao King had also joined the battle to help Yang Wenhao stop the Holy Master of the Ji family, and on Yang Wenhao's side, there was only the Holy Lord.

"boom"

The fairy cauldron fell and directly hit the golden light curtain of Holy Master Yaoguang, who coughed up blood.

This attack carried the aura of immortality. What is the aura of immortality? It is the most powerful and purest force in the world besides the aura of chaos.

In addition, Yang Wenhao himself is still a chaotic body, and he is not afraid of the Holy Lord of the Light at all, and all the three secrets of the word secrets are revealed, and the Holy Lord of the Light is impossible to be Yang Wenhao's opponent.

In fact, Yang Wenhao didn't want to kill anyone, he was just helping the Yaozu retreat.

Yaozu has a lot of room to use, not to mention that he has a relationship with Yan Ruyu now, so it is even more impossible to just watch it like this. Yang Wenhao has watched it several times, but this time he can't watch it again.

On the Yaozu side, Yang Wenhao, the Peacock King, and the Qingjiao King, apart from Yang Wenhao, which one was not the powerful monster of the Yaozu before that.

But now, a human race, so young, has the strength to collide with the mighty without falling behind, which is enough to shock the world.

The battle continues, the two major battlefields, the power of the battlefield affects the entire small world.

The small world trembled slightly. After all, it was a battle between five powerful people, especially Yang Wenhao, who was beyond the level of powerful people.

It also has the breath of immortality.

At this moment, Yang Wenhao is in the realm of the sixth heaven of crossing the tribulation, but he has released all three secrets, and his combat power can directly soar to the seventh heaven of crossing the tribulation, which is extremely terrifying.

With such strength, who can stop it.

Gradually, Holy Master Yaoguang was no longer able to die, he was consumed too much by Yang Wenhao.

"madman!"

Lord Yaoguang looked at Yang Wenhao with fighting intent in his eyes.

He couldn't believe why Yang Wenhao kept exchanging injuries for injuries, but soon, he understood.

I saw that Yang Wenhao, who was similar to him, had injuries all over his body, but in a blink of an eye, he was intact as before, as if he had never been injured.

If it weren't for the broken corner of his clothes, it would be hard to believe that Yang Wenhao would have fought.

Holy Master Yaoguang's eyes widened. He didn't know what Yang Wenhao would do, but it was too terrifying that this powerful technique could recover his combat power in an instant.

They were already about the same in strength, but now, what's the point of fighting.

Holy Master Yaoguang remained silent, and then roared: "Young man, you forced me!"

In a daze, the Lord Yaoguang waved his arms, and in an instant, a holy artifact was sacrificed.

It was a tripod with a dragon pattern on it, showing the mighty black.

"It's actually the Black Gold Cauldron with Dragon Pattern of the Supreme Emperor Armor of the Shaking Light Holy Land!"

The faces of all the people present changed, as if they really angered the Holy Master Yaoguang. This time, the Holy Master Yaoguang came and brought the extreme emperor soldiers, but he never expected that he did not attack the Peacock King. Instead, he sacrificed the dragon pattern black gold tripod to a young human race.

The black golden tripod with dragon pattern is the ultimate imperial soldier of the Yaoguang Holy Land, but it is said that the sages, elders, and disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land have been worshiped for 5 years and proved themselves.

But Yang Wenhao knew that this thing was made by the ruthless emperor, otherwise, I really thought that there could be extreme emperor soldiers in the Yaoguang Holy Land, a place where even the emperor has never appeared before. Want to have it.

The Lord of the Light wave directly sacrificed the black golden tripod with the dragon pattern of the extreme emperor soldier in the Holy Land of the Light.

Yang Wenhao also knew that he was going to be at a disadvantage.

Then he sent a voice transmission to Peacock King and Qing Jiao King: "You two, evacuate quickly, I will come to the rear."

"But you!"

Although the Peacock King and Qingjiao King belonged to the monster race and Yang Wenhao was a human race, they understood very well that Yang Wenhao helped them, and they could not be ungrateful.

"I have a way to evacuate, you evacuate first, I'm fine."

Yang Wenhao said.

Peacock King and Qingjiao King looked at each other, then cupped their hands to Yang Wenhao: "Thank you for saving me, my lord, if we can meet each other in the future, the kindness is as great as a mountain!"

Let's talk, Peacock King and Qingjiao King crossed the void, opened the domain gate, and were about to leave.

The Holy Master of the Ji family was a little oily, and he didn't stop the Peacock King and the Blue Flood Dragon King. When they left the battle, he pushed aside and retreated to the entrance where they entered the small world before.

The Holy Master Yaoguang sacrificed the black golden tripod with the dragon pattern of the extreme emperor. At this moment, the sky was changing, and the whole small world trembled.

Yang Wenhao's face was heavy, and he waved his hand to take back the Zhuxian Sword Formation and the Immortal Cauldron.

A white fairy energy surrounds the blade of the Immortal Slashing Sword in his hand.

"Is it true, he still wants to fight against the Black Golden Cauldron with the dragon pattern of the emperor's soldier in the Yaoguang Holy Land?"

"You must know that it is the ultimate emperor soldier."

"That's right, it's still sacrificed by the Holy Master Yaoguang. If he goes out with all his strength, I'm afraid he can hit the power of the emperor's blow."

"I don't believe that he will go to fight with the Emperor Jidao's dragon pattern black gold tripod, that would be too stupid."

Holy Master Yaoguang was extremely angry at this time, he sacrificed the black gold cauldron with the dragon pattern of the extreme emperor, and directly pressed on Yang Wenhao: "Go to die!"

"Roar"

Suddenly, there was a roar.

The golden imperial seal between Yang Wenhao's eyebrows emitted a bright light.

In an instant, the Sword of Immortal Slashing seemed to move with emotion.

A phantom appeared.

"what is that!"

Everyone was shocked.

It was a phantom of a person with fluttering black hair, eyes as deep as stars, and wearing a starry sky robe, but it was such a person, his face could not be seen clearly, and his good deeds were blocked by heaven.

A phantom appeared, he stretched out his hand, and the Immortal Severing Sword flew away.

Holding the Immortal Slashing Sword in his hand, the phantom just swung the sword.

It is this sword, which seems to have no power at all.

The Holy Master Yaoguang was furious, and the power of the Black Golden Cauldron with Dragon Pattern in his hand was even more powerful.

"boom"

On Yang Wenhao's side was the phantom's simple sword, while on the side of Holy Master Yaoguang, it was the black golden cauldron with the dragon pattern of the extreme emperor soldier.

"Yang Wenhao must die!"

Just when everyone thought that Yang Wenhao was bound to die, what happened in the next scene shocked everyone's jaws.

"What did I see!"

"The black gold cauldron with the dragon pattern of the Jidao emperor was actually blown away by this sword!"

"My God, there is such a thing!"

"Is that phantom the living emperor?"

"Impossible, how could it be the living emperor. If there is a big change today, and there is no emperor, it must be the spiritual imprint left by the emperor."

"So this means that Yang Wenhao's identity is very likely to be the emperor's son?"

This one guess instantly shocked the audience.

But there is no more chance for them.

The blow just now directly broke the entire small world, and the entire small world was in dilapidated condition and was directly penetrated.

In an instant, the void collapsed, and countless people fell directly into the void.

Even Yang Wenhao himself fell into the torrent of void.

The Netherstorm erupted, and no one was spared.

(End of this chapter)