Summoned Zerg Arrival

Chapter 33 Ancient Realm Emperor

The monstrous rage and murderous intent mixed with an angry roar instantly crushed towards the Zerg army and Mo Qian's direction, and the roar brought a terrifying wave rolling up a large area of ​​land.

At this moment, all Zerg units have entered a strange state, because at this moment their perception of the Overlord is clearer and brighter.

"boom--"

While this menacing momentum swept across with terrifying power, an equally majestic momentum rose behind the Zerg army.

When this aura rose, a wave was stimulated, directly colliding with the attack of the eighth-level monster.

The powerful attack of this eighth-order monster collided with this wave and was silently annihilated without causing any waves.

At the same time, the aura at the rear of the Zerg army became even more violent in an instant, with a might that pierced through the nine heavens.

Whoosh!
A huge lion of about [-] meters appeared in the air. Its body was as huge as a hill. Ordinary people would be scared out of their wits just by seeing it.

"I don't know who you are? To destroy the branch of my lion clan, even if you are the emperor of the ancient realm, you must give our lion clan an explanation!"

The huge lion spoke, but the aggressive aura was no longer in the words.

Because it felt a trace of panic from the aura rising from behind the Zerg race, the only one who could make him panic at the eighth level of cultivation was the Emperor of the Ancient Realm.

But it also has the ancient emperor behind it, so it doesn't worry that the emperor will kill it.

After all, in today's Martial Spirit Continent, it is a secret rule that the emperor cannot go to war. Presumably this emperor will not break the precept because of this!

"Humph!"

A cold snort resounded through the sky, and then the sky began to surge, the thunder and lightning began to flicker and roar, and the whole world trembled as if the end of the world was coming.

The body of this eighth-level lion became stiff at this moment, because it felt the monstrous anger and terrifying murderous intent from this monstrous momentum.

Just as it was preparing to crush the Zerg before, this momentum is also preparing to crush it directly.

Regret flashed across the lion's heart, and now it regrets why it pityed this descendant of the lion clan.

Isn't it just that some died?

Why did I come here to provoke the Zerg race, a stalwart emperor of the ancient realm?
If the ancient emperor killed himself, would the ancestor avenge himself?
I'm afraid not...

And with this cold snort, Mo Qian's body suddenly floated up and flew slowly into the air.

At this moment, the strength and spiritual power of all the units of the Zerg were used by him, and his cultivation reached the realm of the ninth-order ancient emperor in an instant.

When using this power, he finally understood why the Zerg base didn't agree with him to practice, because he didn't need to practice.

You only need to use resources to create a powerful body that can withstand all the energy of the Zerg, and there is no need to spend effort on cultivation.

This was the path taken by the previous Zerg Master, but Mo Qian didn't want to do it this way.

The body is the skin of the parents, this is the truth he has known since he was a child, he is unwilling to give up his body consciousness and enter other bodies.

Even if that body is very powerful, even if that body can be adjusted to his original appearance, but... so what, is he still himself?
Although I am currently weak and cannot use this extremely powerful power all the time, this power is not my own after all, I can only count it as myself...borrowed it!

"Explain?"

Mo Qian came to this huge lion and said coldly, now in his opinion, this huge lion of [-] meters is just like this!
This is the confidence and vision brought by great power, which also made Mo Qian feel a little weird.

A first-order martial artist who has not yet completed his body tempering period actually thinks that eighth-order monsters are like this, really!
Seeing Mo Qian's pupils, the lion shrank suddenly, because it felt the existence of this human being when its aura swept over the Zerg.

It's just... this is actually a ninth-rank ancient realm emperor. Why do you let this joke war break out for so long when you are so powerful?
Could it be that this is an emperor with a strange personality, this...

"Your Excellency, our Lion Clan..."

The lion quickly said that it had to move out the ancestor behind it, otherwise the emperor of the ancient realm would have no place to cry after killing himself.

"Did I let you speak?"

Mo Qian raised his head slightly, and slowly looked at the lion with his eyes.

The lion looked at Mo Qian with horror on his face, because it found that he could not speak.

A powerful aura directly blocked its body, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze at this moment, turning into a cold murderous aura, making its hair stand tall.

Under the blockade of this powerful aura, the lion didn't dare to move and couldn't move at all. It could only freeze in place like a lifeless doll.

"dominate……"

Guo Jia looked at Mo Qian's majestic appearance, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

Although at this moment he has no energy in my body, but he still has tears in his eyes.

Dominate!
You finally accept the Zerg wholeheartedly, and you can finally mobilize the power of the Zerg for your own use.

The Zerg race... finally wants to look down upon the heavens once again and laugh proudly at the sky.

Mo Qian's cold eyes made the lion's heart skip a beat. It had a premonition in its heart that the emperor was going to kill him!

How can this be?

Isn't he afraid of the ancestor behind him?
Isn't he afraid of provoking a royal war?

Can the Wuling Continent still stand up to the Emperor's War?

Then the lion felt bitterness in his heart, because he didn't feel that he had the qualifications to cause the king's war.

Even if he is the most beloved heir of the ancestor, the rest of the emperors in Wuling Continent will not allow the two emperors to fight here.

Because the Wuling Continent can no longer withstand the waves of the emperor's war, even if the emperor kills himself, I am afraid that at most he will pay some precious price!
Thinking of this, the lion's eyes became more terrified, and there was a trace of pleading in the terrified, it was begging for mercy from Mo Qian, the "Emperor of the Ancient Realm".

"Forgive me...hehe!"

Mo Qian slowly raised his right hand up to the sky, and then thunder began to gather in the sky.

As the master of the Zerg race, he can mobilize all the power of the Zerg race, and naturally he can also use the natural abilities of the Zerg generals.

The thunder began to roll, and the sky was covered with dark clouds without breathing. Countless thunder snakes kept turning in the sky, as if they were gathering strength to destroy this white magic forest.

Because Mo Qian only knows that he is very strong now, but he doesn't know how strong he is, and there is not much difference between him and this eighth-level lion.

So he was going to use all his strength to kill this eighth-level lion with one blow, so as to shock other monsters in the White Demon Forest.

When the thunderclouds rolled, almost all the monsters in this vast white demon forest crawled and trembled under this monstrous pressure, and wailed slightly.

Even the eighth-level monsters in the depths of the White Demon Forest were no exception, they all cursed in their hearts, who the hell offended an ancient emperor with such short eyesight!
At the same time, several similarly vast auras rose from the depths of the White Demon Forest, but most of these auras only showed their own existence and did not intend to target them.

However, there was a vast aura that obviously exuded a different wave, and then suddenly burst out a not weak aura that was tit for tat with Mo Qian, and conveyed a sense of warning.

Obviously, this vast aura is the ancient emperor standing behind the eighth-level lion——

Patriarch of the Lion Clan!

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(End of this chapter)