Mad Martial War Emperor

At the last hour, everyone waited eagerly. Two months had passed so slowly, and the last hour was even more worrying.

Ye Paragon looked at the thorns densely on the top of Feng Mo Grotto, not even the imperial drum, and finally looked at Fan Yin, and asked weakly, “Senior Sister, are you sure your 8 hexagrams are not Miscalculated? Do you think the Celestial Emperor drums will sound? “

Fan Yin whispered, “It really sounds, but it may be artificial, not natural.”

Ye Paragon immediately sat on the ground, kicked with two legs, and mourned, “How do I know if the gambling game is over, then the ancient Celestial Emperor and other big men hit the emperor drum?”

Ye Qinghan looked at Ye Paragon’s aggrieved expression, faintly laughed, and said proudly, “Since the emperor’s drums don’t ring, he will start the princely battle, why do you still kneel? Who dares to let you kneel, I’ll hit him!

“Then you mean that I don’t have to kneel?” Ye Paragon suddenly felt energetic and asked Ye Qinghan with an excited look on his face.

ka ka ka! !!

Ye Qinghan Iron Fist said with a strong hand, “The powerhouse is respected, we are not just crazy.”

This is why Ye Qinghan did not directly reject Jingfan Mountain. As long as he did not refuse, he did not agree, the Three Great Influences represented by the ancient 9-day Hefang Master and Jingfan Mountain Master would not give up Kuangzong.

Ye Paragon suddenly felt energetic, and began to pretend to be fearless.

“I’ll start pretending to wait.” Ye Paragon said with a smile.

The mad Zong people are so proud, the spirit of the mad house makes them not afraid of these big men, death is not terrifying, kneeling, absolutely impossible!

The stars shifted, and there was a beautiful scenery at Fengmo Cave at night. Starlight is a little bit, moonlight is like water, countless people are standing silently in the distance, waiting for the advent of war, just like the main station, someone is passively fighting, and 10000 things in the world have always been like this.

Ticking ticks…

The dew drops formed by the clouds kept falling, and the cold was pressing.

As the time approached the early morning, starlight was dim and started to go dark, it seemed to imply that the prince was going to be lonely.

Zhengshen resides in the north, just in the early hours of the morning, it is slowly approaching the north.

xiū xiū xiū ————————

Several black clothed took the air from all sides, without half a word, diving directly into the darkness, I do not know which side is sacred.

With the passage of time and the emergence of masters, Ye Qinghan goosebumps slowly exploded, because some powerhouses caused him a crisis of death, and he even found that the other party could not do anything.

Wow ——————

At this time, the Orthodox planet returned to the north, and suddenly the rays of light masterpiece lasted for about 3 breaths, and then the entire starry sky dimmed.

2nd day!

The gods all looked up at the sky, but there was no movement on the Feng Mo Cave.

Many people in the third level and even the fourth state such as Duan Huangye of Paragon Xianguo stared at Ye Paragon.

“Bitter bird, do you kneel yourself or let the emperor do it himself?” Lord Duan asked coldly.

Ye Paragon is backed by Ye Qinghan, wouldn’t he be afraid of Emperor Duan? At this time, he raised his head and raised his chest, disdainfully said, “old man, do you not even understand common sense in life? I said that today’s Celestial Emperor drums will automatically sound, and Didn’t say what time are you anxious today? “

“Battle of beasts, there is no need to struggle!”

Some people murmured coldly, and no longer hoped. Most of them started to withdraw from the magic cave and began to sit and adjust their breath.

Over time, almost no one paid any attention to the imperial drum above Feng Mo Grotto.

The dawn was approaching, the darkness was completely shrouded, and five fingers were out of reach, the mountains and rivers were dead, and the cold wind touched the forest.

Countless men and women camped each other, the main characters began to meditate, and others were defending.

The imperial inheritance of the Emperor Dairi looked indifferent, and he did not even ask the world’s elites to come and take refuge. As long as the drum behind the Emperor Yanri was destroyed, the followers of the ancient times would appear!

Hua!!

“His Royal Highness, please meditate and rest. I’ll wait for you to protect the Fa.” He was surrounded by more than a dozen big men behind the imperial inheritance of the Great Japanese Emperor, and the imperial drum bloomed rays of light.

The Great Japanese Immortal inheritor was nodded, and then sat in the distance, no longer paying attention to the imperial drum above Feng Mo Grotto. It seems that he is also looking forward to the princely battle.

Ye Qinghan Yu Guang passed Fan Yin. He didn’t know if the imperial drum would ring. There was no need to spend time here, so he said, “Everyone step back 30 li, sit back and adjust.”

Hua!!

With a big wave of Ye Qinghan, taking advantage of the night, he mobilized several hundred princes of Kuangzong to step back.

The moment Ye Qinghan turned and turned around, a cycle of vortex scrolled through time and space, breaking from a different space, and vortex formed a spiral cone, which directly smashed the mountains and rivers, crushing the thorns and weeds above the sealed magic cave.

A huge imperial drum is exposed on the top of Feng Mo Grotto, majestic and majestic, the mountains and rivers are pulsating, golden drum skin, golden drum sticks are made of unknown materials, so far they have not been corrupted.

The imperial drum is here, heaven-shaking, earth-shattering!

boom———-

Weng! !

The drums are shaking, the mountains and rivers are huge!

Without warning, the imperial drum was roaring and trembling. Some masters under the imperial drum were not prepared for a while, and they coughed up blood and bleed.

Bang!! !

Dong dong dong 咚……

The imperial drums roar continuously and endlessly, as if the drum sounds came from endless ancient times, swinging through time and space, to the ancient times, and to the future, the drum sounds crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, swinging directly to the immortal Immortal World!

Emperor drum sounds! The princes fight!

si si hiss! !!

Wow ——————

Countless people awoke from meditation, stood up straight, sucked in a breath of cold air, looked up at Feng Mo Cave!

The drumstick is not passive, the skin of the drum is deep, the mystery blooms, and the drum of reincarnation seems to bring the immortal Immortal World into reincarnation, and no one can escape fate.

Hey…

Countless people swallowed saliva and goose bumps broke out.

It’s too weird, even the inheritors of the Great Sun Emperor have had one’s hair stand on end, looking up at Feng Mo Cave, as if standing in front of the reincarnation emperor drum. An Supreme Tai emperor is dancing the emperor drum, ordering the world to fight.

Ye Qinghan and the Kuangzong people turned their heads and looked at Feng Mo Grotto, all stunned, a chill covering their hearts.

Ye Paragon was immediately inspiring, but he couldn’t think of a word from Hu Hu that was fulfilled.

The emperor sounded ten to eight sounds, but the sound of the drums did not disappear, but waves of waves towards the immortal Immortal World, even into the distant Nether Ridge and Ancient Immortal Realm.

Ye Qinghan’s eyelids jumped, watching the masterpiece of rays of light above Fengmo Grotto. At this time, it seems that he also saw the presence of a Supreme sounding the emperor drum. The silhouette is familiar, but it is impossible to determine who it is.

“Which Tribe Supreme drum is this imperial drum?” Ye Qinghan whispered to himself, some doubting that it was the imperial drum of the Yan clan.

Wow ————————

xiū xiū xiū ——————

At this time, at least 5 invincible 4th states appeared above the Sealed Cave.

The ancient Celestial Emperor and Jingfanshan Lord respectively landed around the emperor’s drum, the pump light flickered, their eyes pierced through the imagination, and they seemed to want to inspect the cause of the emperor’s drum.

“Which daoist brother used the Great Divine Ability to sound the emperor drum?”

ka ka ka! !!

Everyone in the fourth state has one’s hair stand on end, and the imperial drum is ringing secretly, but no one in the fourth state can find any traces, indicating that the person who rang the imperial drum has approached too Ancient Immortal Emperor. Realm is much stronger than their battle strength!

Ye Qinghan flashed his spirits and secretly said to himself, “Is it ringing? Is it … the reincarnation?”

Unfortunately, no one responded. The man sounded the emperor’s drum, and there was no longer any movement.

At the border of the Ghost Weeping Mountain Range, the reincarnation Wang Fa looked at Feng Mo Grotto, and the old tears crossed, respectfully, kneeling down to the emperor drum, and said with a hoe. I want to follow you at this time. Now things have remained the same, but people have changed. Living is also a kind of torture. The ancestor of the Yan tribe, 9 princes, 36 defenders, but it is a shame for me to live alone! ”