Chapter 442: Disrespectful to the Emperor!
The middle-aged warrior's eyes burst with murderous intent, but when he looked at the golden spear that pierced the earth, he showed a touch of greed.
The momentum runs through the sky, the void derives sonorous thunder, after I don't know how many years, there is still such a prestige and spirituality, and the ancient soldier in front of him is definitely comparable to the top weapon in the heavenly soldiers.
Such an opportunity, who can't see it.
Qingyang Huan stared at the martial artists who came over, and his blood and qi surged, and he instantly accumulated his combat power to the peak.
The person who came was definitely a terrifying powerhouse, and under his perception, most of them had already stepped into the second step of the True One Realm, and the power hidden in his body was like a depressed volcano.
Not only him, but even under the veil of the Holy Lady Heavenly Maiden, her beautiful eyes showed a chill.
It is good to say that the competition between creation and transformation is beyond imagination, and the essence is that the weak eat the strong, and whoever has a hard fist is whoever.
"Yes!"
Feeling the warriors gathered from all directions, the middle-aged warriors couldn't help but change their expressions, and now the golden light is covered with mountains, I believe that there will be more and more warriors coming next, and it will inevitably change later.
In an instant, his eyes became even colder, and he quickly made a quick decision to take down the divine soldier.
"Don't blame this seat for not thinking about the love of the same race!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged warrior's eyes were cold, his body pressed sideways like a mountain, and in an instant, the terrifying power filled the void in all directions, even if the space here was several times more stable than the one outside, at this moment, it was still distorted under this majesty.
"The road is your own walking, remember to know the current affairs in the next life, no wonder this seat, remember that it is the dome mountain that buried your pair of hard-working mandarin ducks!"
A huge palm in the twisted void spawned out of thin air, covering the entire ancient mountain in a trance, not to mention Qingyang Huan and the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden below.
The huge palm grabbed the stars and the moon, and the ripples of the void turned into waves, wave after wave surging downward.
However, this was only the beginning, the moment of majesty overwhelmed, from the body of the dome light year, another identical figure walked out, and stepped towards Qingyang Huan.
Flesh and blood derivative realm, whether it is the deity or the clone, the combat power has reached an extremely terrifying situation, the palm of the hand falls, as if to break the stars, the sun and the moon, and the soles of the feet are about to step through the mountains and rivers wilderness.
One hand and one palm, complementing each other, the moment of this shot, all the roads of Qingyang Huan and Shengyan Tiannu were blocked, and almost the entire hill was blocked.
"Cover the sky! The foot of the town! It's the people of the Firmament!"
In an instant, the warriors who rushed around looked at the sharp palms and soles of their feet in the void, and they showed horror one by one.
"Damn, I didn't expect to be taken advantage of by Dome Lightyear!"
"The people of Qiongshan are so domineering, they have always been unmatched, who makes the family Although it is a place where rangers gather, there is a powerful mountain master, who is at the peak of the true one, and is called the quasi-king!"
"Covering the heavens, the foot of the town is the great technique of returning to the ancient that the quasi-king deduced, even if it can't reach the level of the five-turn regression great technique controlled by the quasi-king, it is not something that the two people in front of him can bear. ”
"Two young people who don't know where they came from, they didn't expect to leave their lives here, but it's a pity that they don't know how to judge the situation, and in the end they will suffer a big loss, and even have to take their lives!"
Towards the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden was the palm of the Qiongshan Deity, and he could naturally see that the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden had already entered the True One Realm.
As for Qingyang Huan, he just glanced at it by the way.
"Nine Heavens Huanghuang, the Heavenly Thunder God descends, the deer are undefeated, the wilderness is long, and there is a nest of thunder true law!"
In an instant, the thunder spear in the hand of the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden roared, and the thunder in the sky raged the heavens and the earth, the thunder light gathered into a river and rushed, and the thunder of the heavens and the earth sounded, wanting to break through the nothingness, and the purple and silver light stirred in all directions.
In the sea of thunder, if she was a Nine Heavens Thunder Heavenly Maiden, the Thunder War Spear pointed directly at the top of the void, attracting the Destruction God Thunder in the depths of the Nine Heavens, and at this moment, a vague outline appeared behind her in a trance.
When this silhouette is derived from the raging thunder sea, the heaven and the earth are stagnant in a trance, and the majestic and boundless atmosphere seems to have swept the world across the eternal years.
"No!"
At the same moment, when the previously flying and majestic Dome Light Year saw that vague figure, his whole body seemed to be suppressed by the Supreme Being, and the attacks that were hooked were all stagnant at this moment.
The purple lightning and silver light broke through the dim cave, and the thunder spear in the hand of the Holy Faced Heavenly Maiden led to the falling divine thunder of the Nine Heavens, and smashed towards the head of the Firmament Lightyear.
Burst!
The blazing thunder suddenly flooded Qiong Lightyear, and in an instant, the sound of broken tendons and fractures sounded, and an unwilling roar fell, and Qiong Lightyear's body turned into a pile of ashes, which was shattered by thunder.
"Kill!"
The deity was strangled by thunder, which naturally caused the incarnation outside the body to be hit hard, how could Qingyang Huan let go of such an opportunity.
In an instant, he turned into a ten-zhang battle body, his whole body flashed with purple gold divine light, and his big hand pierced through the air, wrapping the entire fallen big foot and even his body in a huge palm, and he didn't run if he wanted to.
Click!
At this moment, Qingyang Huan didn't know the so-called town feet, only knew that there was only a ball of blood mud left in the palm of his hand.
What the!
In an instant, some of the martial artists who were still sighing before widened their eyes one by one.
"There is a nest of thunder true methods, it turns out to be the imperial blood race, one of the oldest ancient attribution techniques of our human race!"
"This battle body is ten zhang high, obviously the realm is only the totem realm, and the combat power has actually spanned to the real one, where did these two people come from, one of the oldest royal blood clans, and the other has actually cast such a human race battle body!"
"That blurry shadow just now!"
The abrupt Terran warrior roared, attracting the attention of some warriors, and immediately reacted.
There is a nest emperor!
At this moment, the surrounding void was silent, in the land of the human race, no one did not know that the human race had a nest emperor, and he led his troops in the wasteland to resist the bloody battle of the alien race!
Now, as the years go by, I didn't expect that there would be an ethnic group of the Nest Clan, which hooked the shadow of the ancient Emperor of the Nest.
Even if this divine shadow is only a vague mist now, the majesty that originated from the ancient emperor cannot be erased even if it is time!
"Firmament Lightyear wouldn't have thought it would end like this!"
"Not to mention the complete annihilation of the deity, even the doppelganger has turned into a pile of blood and mud, and the dead can't die anymore. ”
The time for all this to happen is too short, from the time they pounced from all directions, to the action of the Dome Lightyear, it was only a matter of a short moment, and all the battles had already been decided.
No one expected to encounter a hard stubble, a descendant of the oldest royal family of the human race, an unknown warrior with the battle body of the human race!
At this moment, seeing the scene in front of him, some of the warriors who rushed over suddenly stopped, and the greed that flashed in their eyes was suppressed, not only by the combat power of Qingyang Huan and the others, but also by the reverence for the Youchao royal family.
Looking at the flickering expressions of the martial artists around him, the corners of Qing Yanghuan's mouth sneered, the ten-zhang tall battle body was enough for him to overlook everyone, and he turned to look at the battle spear that was flashing with golden light.
I have to say that he was lucky, this war spear that he poked out was much stronger than the short spear that the young warrior found at the beginning.
The body of the golden spear was covered with convex and concave bone patterns, each of which was like a dragon constantly swimming.
Bang!
He reached out with two large hands, one grabbed the spear, and the spear hummed, trying to break free, but his two large hands were like divine pincers to fix the spear.
Boom!
The gold and iron resonated, and the war spear was pulled out inch by inch by him from the depths of the rock halfway up the mountainside, and it was only at this moment that everyone realized that this war spear was far more than ten zhang.
Thirty zhang!
This gilded war spear was thirty zhang long, covered with dense bone patterns, and was held in Qingyang Huan's hand in this way.
Airplanes!
In an instant, the war spear hummed, and the void thundered again, stirring up the wind and clouds above Qingyang Huan's head, and in a trance, there was a faint sound of beast roaring.
Roar!
The roar of the beast shook the heavens and the earth, and at this moment, the surrounding warriors were all rippling in the spiritual world, and a big dragon covered with golden scale armor and shaped like a god roared, and the strong dragon feet stepped through the void and pierced directly into the earth, making the mountains and rivers tremble.
"Soldier Soul!"
The many martial artists who woke up from the tremor widened their eyes again one by one, staring at the divine spear held in Qingyang Huan's hand.
Weapons began to derive spirituality from totemic ground soldiers, but this spirituality is more like a smart instinct, and cannot be called life.
And by the time the totem soldiers stepped into the real day soldiers, this spirituality had undergone a metamorphosis, which was enough to turn into a special life, called the soul of the soldiers.
At this moment, all the visions manifested by this divine spear all represent its rank among the heavenly soldiers!
"Top Heavenly Soldier, it's good, it's really a big opportunity!"
The moment Qingyang Huan put away the war spear, the Quartet Void became chaotic again, and all of a sudden, the void within a radius of more than ten miles became distorted.
A majestic figure appeared from afar, which does not mean that the person is very tall, but refers to its momentum like a rainbow, which makes people feel that its figure is infinitely taller at first glance, which is from the oppression of the soul.
Boom!
The figure that was still standing on the mountain peak in the distance for the first time, and when many warriors opened their eyes in the blink of an eye, they had already fallen in front of him.
This is a warrior with long blood-colored hair, with a touch of evil intent hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he fell in front of Qing Yanghuan, slightly stunned, and suddenly showed a touch of clarity in his eyes.
"Interesting, I didn't expect that there would be a descendant of the Chao clan, and Mo Yunsheng was polite. ”
Staring at the Holy Lady unscrupulously, Demon Yunsheng's eyes showed a touch of evil.
"But there is the Chao royal family, what does it have to do with me, the glory of the deer wasteland should be remembered, but it's a pity that the years have been too long, and whether it's true or false has become unknown!"
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