Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

Chapter 585 Battle with the ginger god son

Facing the thunder of Wandiao, Ye Wushuang did not have any fear, and ran the endless power in his body, charging the golden emperor sword in his hand at an extremely fast speed, the sword body flashed in an instant, and the Sword Qi wreaked havoc on the world.

“God of the Jiang tribe, today you will definitely die!” “With thunderous shouts that resounded throughout the world, Ye Wushuang’s eyes flashed brightly, and he held the Golden Emperor Sword above his head, and the unparalleled pressure suddenly spread. The world seemed to be shaking in an instant.

Feeling this strong and terrifying aura, the god son of the Jiang clan trembled in his heart, his eyes were erratic, and he muttered in a low voice: “I can’t imagine that this young man in white clothes is still hiding now. I really can’t see it at a glance.

I couldn’t help but admire Ye Wushuang secretly. Although he seemed to be young, he was no less old-fashioned than myself, the god of the ginger clan who saw the world’s bleakness.

At the same time, he was also curious as to how deep this particular young man’s skills could be and how shocking he could be.

Ye Wushuang smashed down the golden emperor sword severely with the momentum of opening up the world. The endless profound arts contained in the sword body turned into a fiery huge sword wave and slashed towards the thunder formation ahead.

The two strong forces intersected and collided instantly. After a brief period of intense stalemate, turbulent shock waves spread violently, and thousands of threads of gorgeous energy raged in this world.

“The proud Lei Ting Jue Array was defeated by the emperor sword in the hands of this young Ye Clan Daozi, suffer!”

It is too late and then fast, like a knife cutting tofu, Ye Wushuang’s golden emperor sword produced the supreme strength Sword Qi slowly cut the ginger god son’s thunder blast into two halves.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang, holding a golden emperor sword standing in the air, is as mighty as an invincible god-tier, his eyes are sharp, and his fighting spirit is bitter!

On the other hand, the god son of the Jiang tribe on the opposite side saw the huge Sword Qi that had broken his thunder formation and slashed towards him quickly, and the space on the way seemed to be about to be torn apart! His face suddenly changed with fright, and he hurriedly screamed and then turned around. It took a few miles to avoid it completely.

Gu Qingcheng, who was on the side, recovered well at this time, and his agile eyes were rejuvenated. Seeing this situation, his exquisite and beautiful face was ethereal, and he was secretly surprised by Ye Wushuang’s strong strength.

Looking at Ye Wushuang, who was standing in front of him with his clothes swaying in the wind, Gu Qingcheng’s heart was rippling, and he was already stubborn and deeply dependent on this heroic man.

Immediately the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he sneered: “I can’t imagine that the god-child of the Jiang clan has today, and your Thunder Absolute Formation doesn’t look like this.”

The Jiang clan god son who stabilized his figure looked extremely embarrassed, and the housekeeping array he had used almost all his strength was broken open, and the operation of his own skill was also deeply damaged.

Hearing Gu Qingcheng’s contemptuous provocation, resisting the desire to squirt blood, even though there were bursts of cold sweat on his face, the god son of the Jiang clan still firmly stabilized his figure, looking at the majestic Ye Wushuang with a torch, thinking about it. Countermeasures.

“The demon girl is so presumptuous, you have cultivated the Heavenly Demon skill, and the forces of the heavens and the world will endlessly chase you down. There is a Ye Clan Taoist you can be rampant for a few more days!”

The god son of the Jiang clan aggressively fought back against Gu Qingcheng’s provocation, and at the same time, he also bought time to regain his physical strength, True Qi.

Ye Wushuang raised his brows lightly and proudly said: “With me, Ye Wushuang is there, don’t say you are a mere sect of the Jiang people, you are the gods of the ten thousand realms, and don’t want to hurt Gu Qingcheng half an inch behind me!”

The arrogance pierced the sky, which showed Ye Wushuang’s determination to protect Gu Qingcheng, and he should not be shaken.

“You are young, and your tone is not small, for a witch, do you really have to pay for your own life!” The god son of the Jiang clan dignified his eyes and shouted angrily at Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang then laughed and said loudly: “You are a traitor to the heavens and all realms, what qualifications do you have to say that Gu Qingcheng is a witch? Although the cultivation has devoured Heavenly Demon, the heart is much purer than the dignified Jiang God son. !”

Gu Qingcheng’s spiritual eyes flashed behind him, hearing Ye Wushuang’s brave and fearless words, waves in his heart, the biggest stone was also put down. Ye Wushuang knows her and will not be blamed for cultivating Heavenly Demon.

The god son of the Jiang clan was so angry that he could have obtained the Heavenly Demon skill he dreamed of today.

But halfway through Cheng Yaojin, Ye Wushuang, who had no bottom-out skill, suddenly came and was caught off guard. I was afraid that the Cultivation Technique didn’t get it. Instead, his life was in danger.

“Xuandi Sword Technique!” Just as the god son of the Jiang clan was thinking secretly, Ye Wushuang had used the unique Sword Technique of the Golden Emperor Sword, and the dazzling dazzling sword splendor came over.

Ye Wushuang knows in his heart that if this battle is delayed, I am afraid that it will not be good, and it may attract more forces, even demons!

Facing Ye Wushuang’s powerful and ferocious offensive, the god son of the Jiang clan flickered in his eyes, hurriedly running the pure magic power in his body, controlling countless black and red thunders to resist.

The two figures kept changing their positions in the air, and they faced each other quickly. For a time, the “clang” sound of two powerful forces collided constantly. The air was raging throughout the sky, and the battle caused wind and sand to obscure the sky.

The god son of the Jiang clan is no longer hiding until now, full of magic power, the release of the Heavenly Demon power black pressure to cover the burning sun, the world is instantly as gray as a solar eclipse, and a terrifying breath flows between the heavens and the earth.

At this time, the god son of the Jiang tribe is like a demon god, and his unrestrained fighting spirit is suddenly ascending to play.

And the only light was the Supreme Immortal Golden Emperor Sword in Ye Wushuang’s hands. The Sacred brilliance exuded suppressed the Heavenly Demon aura suddenly released by the god son of the Jiang clan.

Relying on Sacred’s majesty and natural restraint of the demon with the golden emperor sword in his hand, Ye Wushuang became more and more courageous. Facing the strange magic skills of the god son of the Jiang clan, he did not fear at all, and wielded the emperor sword in his hand. Chop, wherever the emperor sword goes, the devil qi turns into nothingness.

Perceiving that the Jiang Godzi’s war intent has soared, and his body aura has become stronger, Ye Wushuang suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and if he was so wasted, he would probably run out of Internal Energy again!

A fiery thunder dodges to avoid the impact of the Jiang god son, Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, after thinking for a moment, loudly (Zhao Nuohao) shouted: “,々Nine Bloodline Refining Technique!”

Gu Qingcheng, who was watching the battle closely, couldn’t help taking a breath. He couldn’t imagine that this Jiang clan god child with pure demon energy actually forced Ye Wushuang to such a situation.

The Nine Lian Bloodline Jue is the supreme Cultivation Technique cultivated by the god-tier of the upper realm to deal with the ancient war.

Because of its high threshold for cultivation and serious consequences, Ye Wushuang had a long-term vision earlier and exchanged it in the system in response to changes from time to time, and has long since been successful in cultivation.

Ye Wushuang clenched the sword hilt with both hands and stood in front of his chest, his eyes closed, and the eyebrows were filled with a striking red brilliance, surrounded by a thrilling crimson, Ye Wushuang, the strong dangerous aura forced the Jiang god son to stop and wait and see .

“God of the Jiang people, die!” Ye Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, his red pupils were horribly bright, and his voice became louder and louder as if he had changed his personality. .