Shock: The love letter was sent to the empress by mistake

"Old man, don't even think about struggling."

Just as Ao Gu was desperately trying to break free from the shackles, a light blue feather suddenly shot over.

Silently, but extremely swiftly!

Ao Gu, who had already been imprisoned by the Ten Thousand Thunders and even injured his origin, had no room to dodge at this moment.

The feather pierced his chest directly and passed out from behind him.

Blood spurted down, and Ao Gu no longer had any strength and fell to the ground dejectedly.

"Rong Yuanbai! How could he be here!"

When the figure of Ao Gu, who was seriously injured by the feather, walked out, everyone in the Dragon Palace was shocked.

Rong Yuanbai was one of the three holy envoys under Emperor Feiyu, and his cultivation was enough to reach the peak of the Sea-breaking Realm!

No one thought that it was not only the forces of Lei Yan Valley who came to besiege the Dragon Palace this time, but even the people of Feiyu Holy Land came!

Sure enough, this attack was a big plan set up by several emperors at the same time!

I'm afraid that this time, there is really no possibility of saving the Dragon Palace.

The atmosphere of despair instantly filled the air. The newly promoted Dragon King was captured, and even the old Dragon King Ao Gu was seriously injured at the moment.

No one could imagine who else could save the Dragon Palace.

"You should feel honored to be able to sacrifice yourself for the plan of the Three Emperors."

With a sneer, Rong Yuanbai walked towards the thunder prison where Ao Gu was imprisoned.

But at this moment, everyone suddenly saw a kick from a distance, which directly kicked Rong Yuanbai's fair face.

The force of this kick was so great that it kicked Rong Yuanbai horizontally and bounced heavily on the ground several times.

After a long distance, Rong Yuanbai finally stopped, but instantly fell into a rage.

"Who?!"

He looked at the figure who kicked him away with his eyes wide open, and the murderous intent on his body rolled out.

"Your Grandpa Nie."

Nie Chen smiled and shook his feet twice, as if this kick was very enjoyable.

"Nie Chen, are you the brat from Tianyun Palace?

I will kill you!"

A bruised scar was left on his face, and Rong Yuanbai, who had pretended to be elegant and easy-going, fell into a rage in an instant.

How many people want to call him Yuanbai Saint Emperor, how many people want to bow down to him?

Except for Emperor Feiyu, who has ever dared to offend him like this?

"Boom!"

An extremely strong pressure suddenly spread to the surroundings, like a thousand-pound tripod, pressing people completely out of breath.

In it, there was a crazy killing intent.

For a moment, the dragons in the Dragon Palace and other shrimp soldiers and crab generals were all afraid.

This is the killing intent from the strong men in the Pihai Realm!

The strong men in the Pihai Realm can shake mountains and destroy rivers, and crisscross between heaven and earth.

This kind of terrifying realm, even in the Dragon Palace, is enough to be below the old Dragon King and above thousands of sea creatures.

Rong Yuanbai's anger is obviously not something a little disciple in the Xuanyuan Realm can bear!

"Hey, human race, if you don't want to die, run away."

"Who do you think you are facing? That's Rong Yuanbai!"

A dragon race shouted in panic, but Nie Chen did not retreat.

"Dare to take the opportunity to attack the Holy Emperor, you are looking for death!"

Several cultivators from Lei Yan Valley wanted to show themselves in front of Rong Yuanbai, and they all rushed towards Nie Chen in anger.

Each of these people had very good strength.

Facing the attacks of eight cultivators at the same time, Nie Chen was calm and composed, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

"How dare you be so arrogant? I will let you know what death feels like now!"

Eight cultivators attacked at the same time, with precious light soaring into the sky and murderous intent.

Nie Chen also responded at the same time, but he seemed much calmer.

The three ancient veins were all opened, and an extremely strange aura burst out from around Nie Chen's body.

Colorless and invisible, but extremely cold.

The bodies of the eight cultivators with murderous intent suddenly froze and hovered in the air, unable to move at all.

They looked at the gray mist around their bodies in horror, their eyes filled with disbelief.

What exactly is this terrifying aura that can freeze everyone in place at the same time?

They wanted to break free and escape, but found that even running away became a luxury.

"Lei Yan Valley, is this it?"

Nie Chen smiled coldly, and the next moment, a monstrous lightning burst out from him.

The most chilling thing was a small purple lightning in the thousands of lightnings.

"This is, the Ten Thousand Thunders Transformed into One Art!

How is it possible?"

All the disciples of Lei Yan Valley were stunned.

The Ten Thousand Thunders Transformed into One Art is the lifelong inheritance of Emperor Lei Yan. In the entire Lei Yan Valley, apart from Emperor Lei Yan, only the eldest brother is qualified to learn the Ten Thousand Thunders Transformed into One Art.

And the eldest brother has been disabled, his meridians are damaged, and he has become a complete useless person.

Apart from Emperor Lei Yan, how could anyone else master such a terrifying inheritance?

"You, who are you? Why do you have the secret inheritance of our Lei Yan Valley?"

The exclamations continued, and the monks of Lei Yan Valley stared with their eyes wide open, in disbelief.

"Who is it? I am the biological father of Emperor Lei Yan! The grandfather he can only kowtow to when he sees me!

Emperor Lei Yan, you bastard, I use your thunder method to strike your disciple, I wonder how you feel?"

Nie Chen's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a sword.

As he raised his hand, the lightning in his hand suddenly turned into thousands of thunders, rumbling and thundering in every corner of the Dragon Palace.

"As the inheritance that Emperor Lei Yan has spent his entire life perfecting and evolving, the horror of the Ten Thousand Thunders Transformed into One Art is enough to scare anyone."

When tens of millions of thunderbolts thundered down at the same time, the Lei Yan Valley, which was originally full of vigor and seemed to be about to completely destroy the entire Dragon Palace, was instantly in chaos.

Everyone was facing a mysterious secret method that even the disciples of their own sect were not qualified to learn.

"Boom!"

Amid the thunderous sound, the sky full of lightning rang throughout the Dragon Palace.

In an instant, most of the Lei Yan Valley monks were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"This, is this done by one person!"

The Lei Yan Valley monks who could barely withstand this blow, and the entire Dragon Palace were completely stunned.

It was really too terrifying.

A terrible thought instantly filled their hearts.

What was really terrifying, was it the inheritance of Emperor Lei Yan, the Ten Thousand Thunders Transformed into One Art, or... Nie Chen himself!

"You are just a trifle. Do you think you can fight against me just because you can deal with those little soldiers and crabs?"

Rong Yuanbai was completely furious. He took a step forward, and all the pressure and majestic spiritual energy of the Pihai Realm were released.

It turned into thousands of feathers and rushed straight towards Nie Chen.

"I really can't beat you, a Pihai Realm strongman."

Nie Chen spread his hands calmly, with a smile on his face.

"But no one wants to see their husband die."

"What did you say?"

Rong Yuanbai was stunned, but the next moment, an endless chill made him tremble in an instant.