Starting from the Dragon Tribe

A half-saint is worthy of being a half-saint. The half-saint whose head was beheaded by Ziro reattached his head in an instant, and together with another eight-part god general, he killed Ziluo. His spiritual sense was sharp and he avoided the fatal blow. The head falling off was nothing more than a trivial matter, Sendai was not damaged.

Qiluola took away two Half-Saints, and the monkey faced six Half-Saints. The pressure was also not small. His fighting blood was boiling, and he shot continuously while roaring, and he refused to retreat even though his body was covered with scars.

Seeing this scene, the Black Emperor gritted his teeth, knowing that the monkey might not be able to hold on for long if this continued. Even if he could remain undefeated, his fighting power would eventually be exhausted. If Prince Tian really came today, the monkey might not be able to escape death.

It knew it couldn't wait any longer, so it activated the second trapping formation it had already arranged, flew to the monkey's side and controlled it, trapping all six Half-Saints.

"Oh my god, is this dog's formation attainment so high? It can even make a half-saint sleepy!"

The people watching the battle from a distance were shocked.

"There were rumors during the Ten Thousand Races Conference that it was a dog adopted by Emperor Wushi in his later years. It may not be true that he has passed the Emperor's true heritage."

Some people told the secret and believed that the origin of the Black Emperor was really extraordinary.

The situation in the field suddenly reversed. All the eight divine generals were trapped, and the remaining troops were mostly ordinary Dao-slayers. How could they resist the power of the Holy Prince?

The monkey swung a big iron rod to attack, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing a general with one move, showing unparalleled bravery.

In the distance, on the battlefield where Xiaojuer and the others were, the general who faced her enemy still looked calm when he saw this scene, which made Jiang Kuan feel that something was wrong.

"The secret of healing is good, but how many more times can you recover?"

The golden-armored general sneered and charged at Jiang Yu again, not even looking at his colleagues who were slaughtered by the monkeys behind him, as if he had already made a decision in his mind.

"The ninth level of the Dao of Cutting is nothing more than that."

Jiang Kuan's holy power of the sun never faded, she moved secretly, and never retreated even an inch.

After being insulted by her master like this, if she were defeated today, she would be really shameless in facing the passing of her master.

"You have a tough mouth. I think your short-lived ghost master taught you this back then."

The golden-armored warrior never forgets to attack his heart.

At this time, the monkey was holding a black iron rod and killing everyone. However, the eight divine generals had the guts to prevent them from breaking up and fleeing.

"Heh, it looks like I've run out of cards."

Just when the people watching the battle thought that the Heavenly side was going to win a big victory today, a clear and elegant voice suddenly sounded.

A man in white clothes stepped out of the void. His face was so handsome that even women would be jealous. He was three points more beautiful than Hua Yunfei in the past. His aura was as strong as the abyss, and the power of his bloodline naturally manifested, and he was set off by colorful divine lights. Like a glass phantom, a banished immortal comes to earth.

"It's the Emperor of Heaven! He actually came in person!"

Someone exclaimed after seeing the man.

"Is the son of the Immortal Emperor planning to take action? Rumor has it that he once swallowed a semi-saint with one mouthful. His power is boundless. The holy prince is in danger today."

Some people looked at the Emperor and felt trembling.

Although this man is unparalleledly handsome, his blood is really cold and he has massacred many human race gathering places.

"We have to retreat further so we don't get affected."

An old man kindly reminded everyone that an emperor-level battle might break out next, and the aftermath alone would be enough to kill the most powerful person. Watching the show is also risky.

"Retreat thousands of miles. I have the Heavenly Eye Formation and can watch the battle."

A leader-level figure stood up and made a suggestion to everyone.

Everyone retreated, but someone found a man in black standing there without moving.

A kind-hearted half-step expert stepped forward and reminded: "Young man, go quickly. Not to mention that it is not safe to watch the battle here. Even after the incident, people of the Emperor's lineage are in a bad mood and may kill people randomly."

Lu Chen smiled and shook his head, "Senior, go ahead, I'll watch for a while."

The old man was helpless. After all, they didn't know each other. He reminded them that they had done their best and left directly.

But Lu Chen started to move forward, heading towards the battlefield.

Someone looked back and saw this scene and was very shocked, "Who is that kid? Is he willing to die!?"

"That's the battlefield where Dao Slayers gather, and there are even emperor-level figures who want to take action. He really has had enough to live."

Many people didn't understand the actions of the young man in black, but no one tried to persuade him. After all, everyone didn't know him. You just want to die.

But in the crowd, a supreme elder from Wanchu Holy Land looked at the man's back, frowned and muttered: "Why do I feel that his back looks familiar?"

In the battlefield, the Emperor of Heaven stepped on the void, holding the Immortal Heavenly Sword in his hand. He slashed through the illusion with one strike. Pressing down, the space collapsed, strong winds blew up, and even the stars outside the territory were shaken by the force of the sword.

"Finally dare to fight me head-on!"

The Holy Prince's fighting spirit was boiling, and he faced him head-on. The intersection of their attacks was twisted, and both sides retreated under the force.

"Holy Prince, you are dead today."

The Emperor's eyes had murderous intent as he spoke. Everyone present, whether they were fighting or watching from afar, looked shocked.

Several figures walked out of the mountains and fields, in different directions, but they all carried a world-shaking aura. It was the invincible self-confidence of the same place, the crystallization of the emperor of an era.

The Black Emperor's face really fell, "Fuck, he called someone!"

This time, it really didn’t expect that the Emperor of Heaven would be able to invite three emperors!

Huo Lin'er, Huo Linzi, and Huang Xudao appeared, but before they took action, they were already overwhelming people.

The Black Emperor was complaining in his heart. There were enough arrangements for today, but he didn't expect that the Emperor secretly called someone, and the three emperors arrived at the same time. How could they fight?

The Heavenly Prince and the Holy Prince are fine one-on-one, but if there are three more Emperors, the monkey will definitely die.

"Why the hell isn't Ye Fan coming back? What a shame..."

The Black Emperor cursed loudly, and several others felt heavy in their hearts.

The human monks watching the battle from a distance also felt uncomfortable, "Is the world really going to change? The ancient princes of the Ancient Clan are too strong, and there is simply no way for the genius of the human race to survive."

"Alas, although the Holy Prince who is going to fight the Heavenly Prince is friendly to the human race, he is also an ancient race. Is it true that my human race is not good at it?"

Some people sighed, thinking that the existence of the ancient prince was too heaven-defying, but the human race had no genius who could compete with him.

"King Fluking Light stopped taking action many years ago. It is rumored that his combat power is incredible, and he may be able to fight against the ancient prince."

Someone analyzed.

But some people retorted, "Although King Yaoguang is strong, he has never competed with an emperor-level figure. I guess he is still slightly worse."

"Actually, I think there was a genius more than twenty years ago. If he were still alive today, he might be able to fight the ancient prince."

An old leader thought.

"who?"

Everyone asked curiously.

The old leader looked at the battle situation in the distance and looked at the red-meaning girl, "Master of the Holy Light King, Lu Chen, the Eastern Wasteland Martial Emperor."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was extremely disappointed.

"Emperor Dongwu has already passed the catastrophe and died. What do you say? Only the living can fight for the throne."

"Alas, back then the Central Emperor, the Southern Demon, the Northern Emperor, the Western Bodhisattva, plus our Eastern Martial Emperor, the human race was also in a prosperous age. It's a pity that they are now being pulled down, disappearing, and falling, causing me to There is no one in the human race who can fight against the ancient prince."

A living fossil-level old man sighed helplessly.

"No, you have forgotten the Holy Body Ye Fan. If he is still in Beidou, he may be able to fight the ancient prince."

Some people mention Ye Fan and think that the ancient holy body has never been weaker than others. Back then, he fought against all the invincible opponents of his generation, but now he will never lose to the ancient prince.

"Oh, again, those who have left, don't say it. I don't know if the Holy Body will return one day. Now that the world is in chaos, I really hope that there will be a Dacheng Holy Body to suppress everything and keep our human race safe. .”

Some people lamented that he did not like Ye Fan very much, but he sincerely hoped that this young genius would return.

People are like this. When the race faces a crisis, they will gradually let go of the small festivals in the past, and righteousness will drive people to think again.

"In such a golden age, is there no emperor son born in our human race?"

Some people are wondering whether there are still emperors in ancient aristocratic families like the Jiang family and the Ji family.

"I don't know about the Ji family, but I heard in the early years that several emperors of the Jiang family were born in the dark and turbulent era. In order to protect the human race, they fought long ago and no one was left."

A dying old man told the secret, which made everyone sigh and show respect for the emperor of the Jiang family.

At this time, Huo Lin'er and the others headed towards the battlefield between the Holy Prince and the Heavenly Prince. They did not take action directly. This was the Heavenly Prince's initial request. They were just to help him form the formation. If they could not win, they would be surrounded and killed by a few more people.

And the general who was fighting against Xiaojuer laughed even more: "Don't even think about leaving today. You should go and accompany your short-lived ghost master!"

Jiang Kuan's heart was heavy, her anger surged up, and she struck the sky, but she only shed blood and fell back. Apart from the anger in her heart, she also felt a little aggrieved and aggrieved.

The world now only remembers his younger brother's master. When it comes to Uncle Ye, his reputation is handed down from generation to generation. When he mentions his own master, it is full of regret. Now he is being used and humiliated by the enemy, but he, his apprentice, cannot defeat him!

The spear in the warrior's hand was entwined with holy power, and he shot repeatedly, blessing the killing technique, and wanted to pierce the immortal platform of the woman in red with one blow, with overwhelming power.

"妟儿!"

The big black dog exclaimed when he saw this, wanting to come back for help.

"sister!"

Ye Tong was also frightened and angry, and regardless of his shallow cultivation, he rushed directly into the sky.

Jiang Yu's whole body was boiling with the holy power of the sun. Her red clothes were dancing, her black hair was flying, and the corners of her mouth were a sad red. She was making a mountain-shaking fist, and her thoughts were reaching the sky. Even though she knew that she might not be able to defeat this blow, she didn't want to run away in embarrassment. .

The peerless spear fell, and after all, it was four small realms away. Her fist was broken, and the spear stabbed the girl between the eyebrows.

Jiang Kuan sighed in her heart, I'm sorry, Master...I've embarrassed you.

Amid the shock and anger of the crowd and the cruel smile of the golden-armored warrior, a man dressed in black seemed to be strolling over. He raised his arm slightly and clamped the tip of the gun between his two fingers.

boom--

The current of power brought shock waves and spread to the surroundings. The man in black clothes surged, his long hair was flying, and he stood tall in the sky with an unparalleled grace.

"Oh my God! Who is he!? He can actually block the shot of a ninth-level warrior!?"

"Not only that, he blocked it with just two fingers. Isn't his body comparable to a holy soldier!?"

"Is it really the emperor of my human race who was unsealed and born in this life?"

People in the distance were shocked when they saw this scene.

When the Big Black Dog and the others saw this man, they opened their mouths as if they had seen a ghost.

It's really a ghost. If people who have died long ago appear, everyone will think that they are hallucinating.

Jiang Kuan opened her beautiful eyes and found that she had not been pierced through the immortal platform. She looked at the man with flying black hair in front of her with a dazed look in her eyes, "Master...father?"

She thought she was hallucinating before she died and saw the Master in her memory again.

"Impossible, who are you!?"

The golden-armored warrior struggled to pull out the spear in his hand, but he couldn't take it back at all. It was as if he had been suppressed by a saint. He looked at the young man in front of him in horror, thinking to himself, could this be some human emperor?

Lu Chen's expression was indifferent, he exerted force on his hand, and in an instant, the spear struck backwards, piercing the golden-armored warrior's immortal platform, and his murderous intention crushed the soul in his immortal platform.

"What you call a short-lived ghost."

He said calmly.

Turning around, he looked at the girl who was covered in blood and touched her head, "I've really grown up."

The woman in red bit her red lips lightly, trying to suppress something, but in the end she burst into tears and said, "Master!"

Everyone present looked at this scene in shock. People who had an old relationship with Lu Chen wanted to rub their eyes, but the golden-armored warrior was dead. He was obviously a real person.

"What did I see? The Holy Light King called this mysterious and powerful master!?"

The spectators in the distance could judge the words through their mouth patterns. One person was so shocked that he could not speak after seeing this scene.

"The master of the Holy Light King...isn't that the Martial Emperor of the Eastern Wasteland - Lu Chen!?"

Some people think of the No. 1 Tianjiao back then. Not only was he the No. 1 in the Eastern Wasteland, but even in the entire Beidou region, there was no one more amazing than him.

"Didn't he defy heaven and rebuild his cultivation? When he passed through the four great tribulations, was he wiped out by the unprecedented Nine Emperors' tribulation?"

Some people wonder, this is a well-known thing.

Even among the people who came to watch the battle today, some were still in the Holy City at that time and saw with their own eyes that Lu Chen was hacked to death by the Heavenly Tribulation, and finally failed in his efforts, which was a sigh of relief.

"He...maybe he didn't die back then, he survived, he truly rebuilt the Dao of Killing realm, and now he's back!"

The voice of an old man from the human race trembled, which was a sign of excitement.

The former number one prodigy of the human race has returned, and he is suspected of being able to fight against the emperor's son!

Lu Chen wiped the tears from the corners of the little girl's eyes and said, "You are so old now, why do you still look like the little cat from back then?"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the battlefield, "Heal your wounds here and go kill people for your master."

The atmosphere in the battlefield suddenly became strange. The Emperor also noticed the movement here. He didn't know Lu Chen and had never even heard of him, but he killed a ninth-level Zhan Dao in one move. A strong person, the opponent is definitely a terrifying enemy.

The three ancient princes turned their gazes one after another. Huo Linzi and Huo Liner had flying blue hair. One of them had fighting intent in his eyes, with a majestic appearance, and the other had a little agility and beautiful eyes shining with light.

Huang Xu has the deepest Taoism. He is dressed in gray Taoist robes and has an ordinary face. He has only lived for Taoism all his life. He came here today not only for the reward of the Emperor, but also to find an opponent and sharpen his Taoism.