War Emperor

Seeing that man with a strong imperial atmosphere, many people couldn't help but twitch their teeth and hiss.

The Eastern Prince, this is also a very famous figure in the prehistoric land. The one who was once used by the Zixiao Palace was crowned the head of the prehistoric male immortal, and the limelight was no different, almost illuminating the entire prehistoric land.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he was still alive.

After all, according to the rumors, he was already beheaded by Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi.

"Duke Dong? You are lucky. In that battle, you didn't die?" The demon emperor Donghuang Taiyi frowned as he looked at Duke Dong, and a strange light flashed in his cold eyes.

After all, he and his eldest brother Dijun joined forces to disperse the soul of the opponent.

The sudden appearance did surprise him.

"Hehe, it is good luck to say that I did not die. I have been hiding in the wilderness." The Eastern Prince smiled faintly, looked at the Demon Emperor, and his eyes flashed with an extremely cold feeling.

If it hadn't, the other party had the Chaos Clock and Dijun by the side, and it was still unknown who lived and died.

However, it has been too many years, and now is not the time to settle accounts with the Eastern Emperor Tai, so he only turned his eyes to Lin Han without saying much.

Donghuang Taiyi nodded silently, and couldn't help but sigh slightly. The change that year had affected too many great secrets.

Not only the Monster Race and the Witch Race, they did not die together, and disappeared into the wilderness, and even some damned people did not die.

At this time, the atmosphere over Buzhou Mountain became extremely tense. Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Zhenyuanzi, Old Ancestor Styx, Eastern Prince, plus a group of strong people who appeared in the dark without showing their faces, let this place The atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

Many prehistoric creatures couldn't help shivering, showing a sign that they couldn't breathe.

How many years have passed since these characters have appeared again in the predecessor, which is really shocking.

"You all want to get my Kaitian nine-style inheritance?" Lin Han glanced at those great abilities who looked down on him indifferently, smiled casually, and his face was filled with cold air.

At the same time, I couldn't help sighing slightly, a little helpless.

It's really not revealing, and it's also very useful in the prehistoric period.

He had known that the appearance of the Kaitian Nine Forms would cause such a big disturbance in the predicament, so he would not disclose it.

Now it really feels like crying without tears.

After all, even if he was abnormal again, it would never be possible to have done so many prestigious top powers.

Their names, one by one, are extremely heavy in history.

"Open the sky nine styles, you can't keep it, hand it over." The ancestor of Styx has messy hair, scarlet eyes, like two rubies cast, shimmering with a chill, coldly smiled.

Behind him, there are two divine swords crossed on their backs, crying loudly, exuding a terrifying murderous aura, as if they had slaughtered endless creatures.

These are the two killing swords of the famous Abi Yuantu.

"Yes, hand it over honestly, we can promise to let you leave the wilderness and return to your original world." The Eastern Prince also sneered and said indifferently.

He has always had the heart to dominate the wild, but unfortunately he didn't have enough energy in the past, but now, he finally has hope, and naturally he will not miss it.

After all, to get the Kaitian Nine Forms, a powerhouse at their level will definitely be able to make further progress.

At that time, in the predicament, it was almost invincible.

Zhen Yuanzi was surrounded by pure white mist, with a kind smile on his face, and did not speak, but the meaning of the inevitable on that face was self-evident.

Obviously, under the temptation of Kaitian Nine Styles, even his aloof and light disposition is inevitable.

After all, this is Pangu God, left over, the origin is too amazing.

Dong Huangtai stood in place with one hand down, surrounded by imperial auras, and it was also a good time for him to take care of it.

No matter what, as long as Lin Han handed over the Kaitian Nine Forms, he would have great hopes of snatching it over, and his title of the number one combat power under his saint was not imaginary.

Seeing their aggressive appearance, Lin Han couldn't help frowning.

"What should I do now?" At the moment, he smiled bitterly in his heart and asked Hong Dao.

"It is indeed dangerous. This time and space has been fixed by their powerful aura. That is to say, if you want to break the space, you will not be able to leave the space for a long time." Hong also sighed lightly and said helplessly.

As a matter of fact, as a posterity, Lin Han traveled through the long river of time and came to Honghuang, which has a huge advantage.

That is, anytime, anywhere, from the long river of time to the future generations.

The creatures here have to pay a huge price if they want to chase the past and travel to the future.

Needless to say, their giant-level existence, even at a higher level, the glorious saint, dare not try easily.

But now that time and space are imprisoned, Lin Han cannot return to the future generations, which is naturally a big trouble for him.

"Never mind, it's a big deal to fight with them." Lin Han's palm was slightly clenched, and his eyes suddenly became fierce. Since he can't retreat, he can only contend hard.

Although under normal circumstances, it is indeed impossible for him to stand alone against the four great powerhouses, but after all, he has a prehistoric sword forging furnace, which can be used to enhance his aura. It is not a problem to deal with them for a while.

Then think of a way to see if you can find an opportunity to shuttle back.

With a light sigh in his heart, Lin Han sighed that Honghuang was indeed too dangerous. It seemed that he would not practice the Nine Open Heaven Practitions to a certain level, and it would still be unsafe in the midst of the great wilderness.

"Haha, kid, have you considered it clearly?" Seeing Lin Han's face constantly changing, Donghuang Taiyi thought that Lin Han had compromised. When he couldn't help but smile a little, he said to Lin Han playfully.

Lin Han also laughed, but his expression was slightly sarcasm: "You so many people, even if I hand over the Kaitian Nine Pose, who should I give it to?"

Dong Wang Duke, Zhen Yuanzi, Styx Patriarch, Dong Huang Taiyi couldn't help but change their expressions.

However, the ancestor of Styx was more keen, staring at Lin Han, and said with a sarcasm: "Boy, at this juncture, don't play these low-level tricks, hand over the Kaitian Nine Pose, otherwise be careful, let you live today It's better to die."

After speaking, he choked, and pulled out the two killing swords of Abi Yuantu behind his back. The dark red sword body spread out the killing intent, and the entire land nearby seemed to have entered the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Many powerhouses couldn't help but slammed slightly. The two killing swords of Abi Yuantu really gave people a strong sense of oppression.