The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 452 Mysterious Shadow
Distant memories flooded in. On the Xuyuan battlefield a long, long time ago, the emperor of the Shenyao Empire, the most powerful and noble person of Wuwang, was accompanied by an invincible black-clothed guard.

Their whereabouts are ghostly, elusive, and wherever they are, all Wuwang's troops are full of fighting spirit and invincible.

Wuwang people call them Xuanying.

These silver threads look extremely beautiful, shining brightly in the sun, once wrapped, the strength in the body will be suppressed to a low and outrageous level.

Only to be slaughtered.

The scene in front of him was so familiar.

More than 1000 years ago, their king was also trapped in endless silver threads like today, and all his strength was abruptly taken away, and he was suppressed in the ice purgatory by the people of Shenyao for a whole thousand years.

Like the birth of spring, the length of summer, the alternation of the sun and the moon, it is endless.

The ancient formation of Qiankun can disrupt yin and yang, and can reverse life and death.

The man suddenly raised his head and looked at the black-clothed man who was looking down at them condescendingly: "Xuanyingwei?"

Xuan Yu looked at him silently, without speaking.

Xuan Qing smiled faintly: "It's been so many years, it's really hard for anyone to remember the existence of Xuan Yingwei."

Xuan Yingwei has been away there for more than 1000 years. These years, he has lived a peaceful life like an ordinary mortal, away from life and death, power struggles, but for them, there are some things that will not change no matter how many times they reincarnate.

Xuan Ying, who bears the responsibility of protecting, protects not only the safety of the master.

When Xuan Qing said this, he obviously admitted it directly.

"impossible."

Originally it was just a tentative guess, but I didn't expect Xuan Qing to admit it so simply.

Hearing his words, the man looked at them in shock, and his voice could not conceal the utter horror: "The Xuan Yingwei had long since died with the fall of Emperor Shenyao, and there is absolutely no way he is still alive in this world."

I don't want to believe it, I can't believe it, and I have to believe it.

Xuan Qing smiled lightly: "Master is a god without presumption, how could he fall so easily."

Xuan Fei glanced at Xuan Qing, then turned to look at the man in front of him, and said softly, "Asura..."

The man was startled.

Finally, he had to accept this fact. Even if these people in front of him were not Xuanyingwei, they definitely had something to do with the Shenyao Empire.

Xuanfei said softly: "What do you want to do when you come to the lower realm?"

The man's face sank and he didn't answer.

He was on guard against the Phoenix Lord, carefully avoiding her people, not daring to let the Phoenix Lord discover his aura, but unfortunately the sky is not as good as people wish, and this kind of place can also meet the masters of Shenyao.

In this case, there is no choice but to fight to the death.

In the small world, a blood-colored mist suddenly diffused, and blood gushed out from the ground, turning into a pool of thick and thick blood.

The nine commanders shot together.

A curtain of light like a hanging cloud poured down, sweeping across this imprisoned world, Bloody and the screen formed a tug-of-war trend, crushing and devouring each other.

Asura's lineage, an extremely bloodthirsty race, it is no joke that there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood wherever they go.

Xuan Yu stretched out his hand to hold it, and the long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword flashing complicated runes swept across the air, splitting the sky, leaving a black crack visible to the naked eye.

The man held an ax in his hand, and took his sword abruptly.

The seemingly extremely slow movement actually happened between the electric light and the flint, the two phases collided, the aftermath spread, and the faint feeling of the earthquake came over.

Xuan Yu's face suddenly changed.

(End of this chapter)