Eternal Holy Emperor

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"Everyone should be very clear about the rules, and the old man should stop talking nonsense, and enter it to start a quota war."

Ripples appeared in the void between the elder's sleeves, opening a channel to the alien space.

All the leaders quickly entered the alien space, including Ye Chen.

The heterogeneous space is quite open, and it does not need to be much different from a medium-sized town, enough to accommodate millions of people.

There are a lot of people participating in the qualification battle, there can be about 3,000 people, and there are no rules. Even murder is not a foul here, as long as one hundred and fifty people can stand in the end.

Just now when they entered the alien space, all the young leaders were daggers, and they faced each other with guard.

Here, everyone is likely to be an enemy and has to be guarded.

boom--

Finally, at a certain moment, everyone broke out, and it was a melee. Everyone was embarrassed on all sides, enemies in all directions. Without friends, some were just enemies. Everyone had only a one-twentieth chance to stand. In the end, he kept making shots.

The laws of magical powers continue to emerge one after another, the light is brilliant, the laws are amazing, and they want to constantly make moves in the different dimensions, unscrupulously.

The entire alien space was covered by the surging surging power of violent divine power. If it hadn't been for a holy land elder of the holy Tibetan realm, it would have been bombarded and disintegrated by the young powerful.

But Rao was constantly shaking like this, almost disintegrating.

Seeing this discoloration, the elders of the holy land outside, injected the surging power of heaven and earth, and blessed the alien space, otherwise it might really disintegrate.

In this process, many young strong men were killed by bombardment, their bodies and spirits vanished, turning into blood mist.

The quota battle is fierce. In the end, only 150 of the three thousand people can truly stand out, and the winners are the real leaders.

But as a person of the same generation, no one really convinced the others, and they all started a real fierce battle, the light was surging, and the way emerged.

"Kill him!"

With a roar, a group of young Zhuqiang shots and aimed at a young proud man who stepped into the ranks of the gods.

It's a sigh that that young proud son has stepped into the ranks of the gods at a young age. He is much stronger than the others. He can be proud of his generation, and he is also eligible for the final spot. He can be regarded as the strongest in this place. Among those.

It's just a pity that it was too much for everyone to target. It was besieged by the young powerful, and it was killed directly, only with an unwilling roar.

Ye Chen shook his head and sighed slightly. Even the young kings here must be extremely cautious, otherwise dozens of hundreds of young Tianjiaoes will make a move and the kings will all run away.

And even a young true king like Ye Chen couldn't stand alone against three thousand young leaders.

Of course, if Ye Chen had his heart, one person would be enough to kill everyone here, leaving no one behind.

It's just that Ye Chen never made any moves from beginning to end. Circles of void fluctuations appeared in his body, completely in harmony with the void, his breath disappeared, and no one could notice his existence.

He has been quietly waiting for the end of the war.

"Ok?"

Ye Chen was slightly surprised, because he discovered that there was a terrifying super strong among the young powers. He was a cold-shirted man with a sword in his hand. He didn't exude a powerful aura, but he did not make a sound. It penetrated the eyebrows of each and every strong young man, killing the primordial spirit, leaving a fleshy shell.

Even in the face of the few young top leaders who stepped into the God of Transformation, they were killed by a single sword, and their vitality was annihilated.

This person is terrible!

Ye Chen had an instinct, but there was a secret treasure in the opponent's body, which concealed his aura and couldn't find out his true strength.

He smiled, but he was not afraid. At his level, he was not afraid of anyone of the same generation. The kings could also push horizontally, but he felt that this person was interesting.

"Ok?"

The cold-blooded man in Qingshan holding a war sword suddenly condensed his eyebrows, because he felt a gaze falling on him, but it disappeared in an instant. It was better than he could not detect, and he was slightly surprised.

But he also understood that there might also be other masters of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"It's really interesting. I can actually perceive my existence. This person's spiritual sense is extraordinary. Is there a king hiding it?"

Ye Chen chuckles. Although the kings are all arrogant and disdain, this possibility is not impossible, just as his young true king hides it.

Ye Chen’s eyes fluttered and landed on another figure, who looked short or petite compared to the cold-blooded man, because she was a woman, although she was covered in a black robe, which covered her figure, but in Ye Chen couldn't completely hide it before her eyes.

This mysterious woman is also very powerful, with a light pace and a vague posture. Facing young powerful people from all directions or directly or indirectly attacking, she can often avoid it by just turning her sideways.

Moreover, she had no intention of killing people, and she quickly shuttled among the young powers, relying on her extraordinary physical strength to avoid everyone one by one, like a ghost, and could not be hit.

In this way, she has always avoided one young powerhouse after another, never made any move, just avoided, and other people don't put her in their eyes, making her seem to be detached.

"The body style is good, and it fits the void. Compared to the eight steps against the sky, the speed is not enough, but it is more subtle and light." Ye Chen commented, but compared to Ye Chen a lot worse, because he is completely compatible with the void, even if there is The young strong would not be able to detect it even in front of him, and all attacks in the past would be distorted into the void, leaving no trace of Ye Chen's clothes.

Three hours later, the battle was completely over, and the space of different degrees was completely reddened by blood, and there were countless young proud men lying on the ground. Before three hours, many people were still full of spirits.

But after three hours, it basically turned into a cold corpse, lying on the ground.

The corpses are everywhere!

This is the cruelty of the battle for places in the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, but it's not a microcosm of the cruelty of the battle for supremacy among the emperors.

Ten Thousand Realms Tianjiao, the emperor of the world is fighting for hegemony, and there is only one person who can finally ascend to the supreme throne of the Ten Thousand Realms.

The others, even the other young true kings, are just a pile of bones in the **** sea on the road to the throne.

Ye Chen sighed lightly. He thought of the **** cruelty on this imperial road. If his strength is not strong enough to be invincible, unless he doesn't fight for hegemony, he will end up with a pile of bones on the road.

Immediately his eyes became firm, and even the combined efforts of the many powerful forces and designs framed in the past could not let him die. Now he is reincarnated, how can he die easily.

He still has too many things to be done and cannot die.

Similarly, he is also full of enthusiasm for the position of the emperor. According to ancient legend, the hope of becoming an emperor in this life lies in the position of the emperor, how can he give up.

For the era of mythology, too many historical mysteries have been left. In the heavens and domains, even the ancient powers may not be able to understand the truth of the era of the era that suffered a great destruction.

Only the emperor, the well-deserved ruler of the heavens and domains, is qualified to learn all the mysteries.

In the alien space, there are no more, no more than one hundred and fifty people who can stand up eventually. Everyone, including the cold youth of Qingshan with a sword in hand, has a place and does not need to fight anymore. And basically all the victors were covered in blood, panting, with injuries, and they were all very serious.

Only a few mysterious super powers are safe and incompetent, but they are also covered in blood.

Only Ye Chen remained in his black robe, slender and dustless, as usual.

It's just that he didn't want to be too eye-catching, he deliberately spilled blood on his body, tore the black robe, his face looked a little pale.

Unsurprisingly, Ye Chen won a qualification, and was qualified to enter the Purple Mansion Holy Land with young leaders from all major forces.

On the second day, all the young leaders who competed for the qualifications were gathered, and they would be the first to be teleported to the Heavenly Sacred City, where they would join the other young leaders to go to the Shenshan Mountain Range, and then enter the Purple Mansion Holy Land together.

Heavenly Saint City, the **** city of the heavenly sacred domain, has a long-standing reputation, standing in the center of the big domain, huge and magnificent.

Looking at this huge city from a distance, the tall and generous black walls are covered with the mottled traces of battle and years, filled with a monstrous and heavy reckless aura, like an ancient beast, sleeping and dormant. The invisible breath can make many practitioners feel a sense of depression.

This **** city has a long-standing reputation. According to legend, it is a **** city left behind in the age of mythology. There are many legends. It suffered unimaginable destruction in the age of mythology and is already in a state of half destruction.

Later, after continuous repairs from generation to generation, it was even more imprinted by the ancient power to imprint the Taoist sky mark, blessing the city, and finally became the magnificent city of God.

The **** city has traces of the mythical age ~www.ltnovel.com~ has allowed many world-famous, peerless and powerful people to stop in this city for a period of time, feel the traces of the previous era, and understand the Tao and Dharma of that era.

Although too much has passed under the long river, but for many people, they have gained something.

After Ye Chen walked out of the space portal, when Shi Shi stepped into this ancient **** city, he felt a mysterious and mysterious Taoist rhyme, with the vicissitudes of the ages, and the breath of the long river. Too many years are hard to calculate.

It can be felt that this heavenly holy city runs through this era, and even continues two eras.

It is a pity that time is the greatest weapon in the world, and it has been obliterated too much. There are not many traces of the mythical era in the **** city, and it is difficult to understand.

In his mind, there seemed to be Yan Lao's long melancholy sigh, which contained many meanings.

Ye Chen was puzzled: "Old Yan, haven't you been to this heavenly holy city?"

"It can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not. The ancient city is not the city of the past, and the people are not the people of the past." Yan Lao sighed lightly.