Dig up the Emperor's treasure at the beginning

Chapter 208 It's the suzerain, the suzerain is here!
"See, this is the end of going against my Tianmen."

In the Cold Wind Pavilion, Xing Yuan felt extremely refreshed when he saw Xuanyuan Qiongpo become so embarrassed.

Back then, Xuanyuan Qiongpo was the holy son of the gods, so invincible, he didn't pay attention to him, the monarch of the Great Yuan Empire, and his words were full of disdain.

Now he can see that Xuanyuan Qiongpo is deflated, and in front of Su Ying and others, he has beaten the arrogance of Emperor Yanzong, he is really excited.

"Hmph! Xuanyuan Qiongpo is Xuanyuan Qiongpo. Although he ranks second on the list of gods, there is still a big gap between him and our suzerain."

Seeing Xuanyuan Qiongpo's fate, Su Ying's eyes couldn't help getting moist, but she still gritted her teeth and refuted Xing Yuan.

"Oh, I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin. Just watch it. After Xuanyuan Qiongpo dies, Qin Yi will be next!" Xing Yuan sneered coldly, very disdainful, "Soon, the myth in your hearts will be destroyed soon." Broken!"

"You are dreaming, the suzerain is invincible, the suzerain cannot lose, the suzerain has never lost since he was born!" Li Qingluo clenched her fists tightly, feeling extremely nervous.

Although she has confidence in Qin Yi, she is still very uneasy.

"Haha, you probably don't know yet, the invincible suzerain in your hearts was seriously injured just last month, and there is no one in his strength." Xing Yuan looked at them proudly, "I want to rely on less than one With this little strength, can you defeat the three long-established Martial Dao Tianzun?"

"It's fantastic!"

"What? The suzerain was seriously injured?" Su Ying and Li Qingluo's expressions changed when they heard this.

The other beauties who were looted also panicked and began to feel uneasy.

The eyes that looked at Su Ying and the two were not as confident as before.

Is the myth of Qin Yi's invincibility finally going to be broken?
"You fart! This is all your nonsense, there is no evidence at all, please don't believe him." Su Ying tried to comfort the girls in the hall, but their eyes no longer had the trust they had before.

"I'm farting?" Xing Yuan almost laughed angrily, and glanced at Xian Jun who was sitting in the magic dragon's chair. Seeing that he didn't make any moves, Xing Yuan wanted to clean up Su Ying, but he raised his hand, but he didn't have the courage to try.

But there was a sneer on his mouth, "Look, Qin Yi is coming, if I fart, you can tell at a glance."

Su Ying and the others ignored him, but looked into the water mirror together, feeling very nervous, hoping that Qin Yi would never be seriously injured as Xing Yuan said.

In Crouching Tiger Mountain.

Xuanyuan Qiongpo didn't sit still when faced with the True Essence Law Sword coming straight towards his eyebrows.

Although he exhausted all his cultivation, he could still move his hands.

"I hope my meager strength can delay a little time and help you escape." Xuanyuan Qiongpo's mind flashed Yun Xiyunxiang's delicate appearance, and he brazenly stretched out his right hand, with five fingers, to block the escape. Before his eyebrows.

"Peng!" Xuanyuan Qiongpo's right hand was blown to pieces by the True Essence Sword, and blood rained down the ground in mid-air.

A heart-piercing pain came, which made Xuanyuan Qiongpo's face turn pale.

Even so, he still didn't make a sound.

The head tilted slightly, and for a moment, the True Yuanfa sword, which remained undiminished, failed to pierce the center of his brows, but turned a little bit, and blasted on his handsome face, bringing up countless flesh and blood!
"Huh?" Luo Tianxi, who was about to leave, suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Oh, useless struggle!"

Seeing Xuanyuan Qiongpo sitting on the ground without a human figure, his body covered in blood and flesh, but still trying to struggle, Luo Tianxi finally became angry.

It was just a random blow from her just now, I thought that Xuanyuan Qiongpo would sit and wait for death at the end of his strength, who knew that Xuanyuan Qiongpo was so ignorant of praise?

Now, she is really angry!

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Luo Tianxi shot 360 six swords of true essence in his hand, densely packed, and shot towards Xuanyuan Qiong to break all the vital points.

"This time, let me see how you hide!"

360 The six swords of true essence are criss-crossing, galloping towards Xuanyuan Qiongpo, enveloping his whole body, even in its heyday, Xuanyuan Qiongpo couldn't escape completely, let alone now?
With a bitter smile, Xuanyuan Qiongpo finally stopped resisting.

However, just as he looked at the flying dharma sword, lowered his head, and was about to give up struggling, a stream of pure white light suddenly descended from the sky!

"call out!"

The moment this pure white streamer sank into Xuanyuan Qiongpo's body.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

On Xuanyuan Qiong's tattered body, white silk began to emerge continuously, as if a white war robe was being woven on his body on a loom.

First, on the hands, a long sleeve with golden sleeves appeared, then on the legs, a long robe appeared, and then above the abdomen, on the back, mountains and rivers emerged.

When a white robe of Shengxue appeared on Xuanyuan Qiongpo's body in its entirety, a pair of white and transparent three-foot wings quickly stretched out from his back, on the shoulders of the long robe.

With the spread of the wings of three feet,
"boom!"

The entire Mount Fuhu began to vibrate, and boundless power emanated from Xuanyuan Qiongpo's body.

With Xuanyuan Qiongpo as the center, the ground instantly cracked, and countless rolling rocks shook.

Clang!
The Xuanyuan Sword in Luo Tianxi's hand was out of her control, and it flew out of its sheath, flipped 36 times in the air, and was held tightly by Xuanyuan Qiongpo.

A powerful and unparalleled sword intent soared to the sky from Xuanyuan Qiongpo's body!

"This... this... what is this!" Luo Tianxi's eyes widened, staring at the Shengxue battle robe on Xuanyuan Qiongpo's body.

"boom!"

In the Cold Wind Hall, the masked man jumped up from the Demon Dragon's chair with a thud.

"This is, the ancient breath!" Under the mask, his face changed wildly, and a pair of empty eyes kept beating with faint blue fire.

Obviously, his heart was in a mess.

From this battle robe, the masked man felt a vast aura of ancient times, eternal and eternal, suppressing forever!
Thick, heavy, and vast, it makes people feel overwhelmed and breathless when they see it.

"The ancient god armor, definitely the ancient god armor!" The body of the masked man trembled slightly, and it was difficult to maintain his peace of mind.

Xing Yuan beside him was already in cold sweat. After seeing Xianjun's reaction, he immediately understood that this battle robe is not ordinary, and he may change the whole situation!
"Wow! What is this, such a gorgeous battle robe!" The girl in the hall was instantly captivated when she saw this white battle robe, her eyes sparkled with stars.

"This dress is too pretty! There are wings on the back, no, this battle robe is more than just beautiful, it...it saved Xuanyuan Qiongpo's life!"

"Not only that, it also endowed Xuanyuan Qiongpo with great power!"

"Who the hell? Who came to save Xuanyuan Qiongpo?"

"It's the suzerain! It's the suzerain! It's our suzerain who is here, look!"

(End of this chapter)