Above, several pairs of eyes were falling on Yi Changqing.

Wujie smiled faintly, "He's here too." ”

"Heh, I've heard you say how amazing this sword god is, it's really a bit interesting, I can't even see through it for a whole body of cultivation......"

A handsome middle-aged man with a dust whisk in his hand glanced at Yi Changqing, and a strange red light flashed under his eyes, and then he was amazed.

"Oh, you can't even see through your red dragon eyes. ”

The white-haired man was a little surprised.

This handsome man with a whisk of dust has an extraordinary middle-aged background, a pair of red dragon eyes claim to be able to see through all falsehoods, and most of the concealment methods are invisible in front of him, but this is useless to Yi Changqing!

"Yes, I don't know what kind of exercises he is practicing. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said.

When several people were talking about Yi Changqing, one person's gaze did flash a haze, "It's you, Yi Changqing......"

This person is the confused son.

He attached the Divine Gu to the bodies of several ancient tribe masters that day, manipulating them to enter the Panlong Divine Mountain and destroy the small world of the Divine Mountain, this should have been a seamless plan, and a few patriarchs who were dissatisfied with the mountain god banquet system destroyed the Divine Mountain, isn't this a reasonable thing?

With the ability of Qin Mu and the others, they definitely couldn't find the Possessed God Gu.

It would be good for him to secretly take back the Divine Possession Gu.

But who would have thought that there would be an extra Yi Changqing.

Completely disrupted his plan, Qin Mu and Xiu Yuan even found him because of this, and had a big fight, if it weren't for the fact that he had some connections in the spiritual society, and he didn't admit it, I am afraid that he would be dead now.

But around this, he is still seriously injured.

All of this is because of Yi Changqing!

"Absolutely, the breath I felt before the Possessed God Gu that didn't come back was destroyed was him, I will never settle this account easily, Sword God? Hmph, after all, it's just a Yuan Martial Artist......"

Confused Gongzi said coldly in his heart.

High in the air, a sword light suddenly swept by.

Then the black fog filled the sky.

But two peerless masters arrived.

And one of them, Yi Changqing, is not a stranger, he is a ghost of a different race, and the other has a long knife on his waist, and his sword intent is extremely strong.

The momentum looks even better than that of the Ghost Venerable.

Needless to say, this person is the Sword Venerable of the three alien races!

The arrival of the two powerhouses of the alien race immediately made many powerhouses in the palace nervous, staring at each other, their eyes full of vigilance.

As long as these two people make the slightest move, they will face a terrifying blow, more than a dozen tribulation realms, among which there are many top masters like the Seven Tribulations, even if they are the two powerhouses of the different races, they will never feel good.

Thankfully, the two men didn't make any moves.

One after another, the strong men came.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Emperor Qian.

Among them, there are some people with bad intentions.

Emperor Qianhuang reigned for many years and suppressed the Central Plains.

There are also many people who have offended him, and now he is attacking the Lingwu realm with all his might, and he can't be happy to pay attention to others at all.

Although it is said that there are countless strong people around him who are protecting him.

But there is no doubt that this is the best time to kill the Emperor!

Some slightly low-level martial artists secretly scolded the Qianhuang for being stupid in their hearts, and if they didn't obediently find a place to hide such a big thing as breaking through the Lingwu, they even made a lot of trouble for everyone, isn't this asking for hardship?

And some high-ranking martial artists know it.

Advancing to Lingwu requires a lot of vitality and aura, and the movement is too big, and it is impossible for the Qianhuang to find a quiet place to successfully advance, and now there is no way to make a big fanfare.

"Let's go!"

In the crowd, there was a sudden commotion among some warriors.

Whizzing......

A group of black-clothed warriors came out of nowhere and pounced on the Qianhuang, the cultivation of these people is not bad, most of them are in the realm of breaking the void, there is no shortage of catastrophes, the warriors around the Qianhuang saw it, and their faces suddenly changed.

"Hmph, there's really a bunch of suckers!"

With a soft snort, the white servants beside the Emperor suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, and the vast Tribulation Yuan roared out and surged in all directions.

Some black-clothed warriors were instantly crushed in front of this power.

Seven men in black slew the white servants with swords.

The body of these seven people is mysterious, and it also constitutes a peculiar battle formation method, integrating the strength of the seven people, and bursting out with the combat power that is not inferior to the white servant, and it actually dragged the other party hard.

The rest of the warriors also found their own opponents.

The entire palace was extremely chaotic for a while.

Furious energy, sweeping around.

On the side of the Emperor, there was an old man with a scroll hanging from his waist.

The old man exudes an elegant atmosphere, but there is a majestic energy between the sleeves, protecting the emperor without leakage, allowing other places to fight hot, and the ground shakes, but the emperor is extremely quiet around him, and the old man's superb means are not under the white servant at all......

"Hahaha......"

A high-pitched laugh suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The laughter turned into a huge shock, shaking most of the palace.

The faces of the white servant, Feng Lao and the others all changed.

"This breath is ......"

In the distance, a large man in a black robe stepped from outside the palace gate, and every step was accompanied by a terrifying shock.

It's like the earth dragon turning over, and the earth is in turmoil.

The ground exploded wildly, and the rubble flew up.

The million-strong army in front of the Han couldn't even stand firmly.

Those who were slightly closer to the big man were all swept out.

In this way, this unknown man broke through the defense of a million troops with the most violent means and walked into the palace walls.

Such a method makes many people palpitate.

"Who is this person, what a terrifying strength. ”

"The three alien statues are nothing more than that. ”

"I know him, he is a mad dragon, five thousand years ago, the mad dragon of the Central Plains, it is said that this person was once a member of the royal family......"

"The mad dragon is the royal family who fought with the Qianhuang five thousand years ago and failed, and then disappeared, I didn't expect him to appear here. ”

"Looks like he's coming for revenge. ”

The white servant stared at the mad dragon, and his momentum rose to the extreme.

"Crazy Dragon, I didn't expect you to be dead!"

"White dog, of course I'm not dead, although your palm shattered my heart and knocked me off the cliff, you never expected that there was a periwinkle on my body. The dragon laughed fiercely, and his momentum was arrogant.

Viwinkle grass is a medicinal herb close to the elixir.

Although he was seriously injured at the time, he did not die.

After many years of cultivation, he secretly cultivated a group of dead soldiers, in order to take revenge on today's Qianhuang, he looked at the Qianhuang in the sky, he said coldly: "My imperial brother, I was defeated by you back then, and I failed to seize the throne, but from childhood to adulthood, what I can't get is not something that others don't want to use safely, today I came to take your life!"

As he spoke, he slammed his palm.

The palm is domineering and contains a tyrant's will.

With all his might, the white servant threw out a palm.

But the power of this palm is not something he can stop alone, although he has disintegrated most of the power, but the remaining palm power still hurts him hard!

"White dog, if you want to be loyal, I want to fulfill you!"

The mad dragon smiled coldly, raised his palm, and his vitality gathered wildly.

At this moment, a cold and icy energy swept towards the dragon.

But the other party just raised his hand slightly, and shattered the energy, but a cold aura suddenly entered the body, and the mad dragon eyebrows frowned slightly, urging Zhenyuan to force the cold qi out of the body, and then looked at the woman in white not far away.

That woman is none other than Dongfang Xue, the daughter of the Emperor.

"If you want to kill my father, step over my corpse first!"

Dongfang Xue's body was cold, and he spoke coldly.