The god in the Poison Saint Flame Banner, although he was named "Holy Heaven Prison" by Ye Tianchen Chase and kill, however, in terms of its long existence and combat power, even if Ye Tianchen has a divine technique to exert his full strength, it is difficult to catch up, and this god only remembers the battle scene when the poison saint wanted to become the emperor, and it will never be forgotten, it really witnessed the glory of a powerful man in the world, but it is only one step away from the zuihou poison saint, and he did not become an emperor figure, I feel sorry, everything seems to have its own fixed number, even if the poison saint sits in the sky, faces the people from all directions, kills the sky and the earth, and kills the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, but in the end he was defeated by that handThe young man from the "Holy Heaven Prison", that young man is incredibly powerful, and that young man has a talent that shocks the past and the present, and he has to be admired and looked up to!

The Poison Saint fought for more than four hours, and whether they had a grudge against the Poison Saint or no grudge, they were all fighting to the death, wanting to prevent the Poison Saint from becoming the emperor and entering the realm of the Emperor's cultivation, because, once the Poison Saint succeeded, at least for hundreds of thousands of years, it would be impossible for the second emperor to appear in this martial arts dashijie, as long as the Poison Saint succeeded, these people who were also strong and the pride of the sky would no longer have any hope of reaching the realm of the emperor until the moment of sitting, and they would be suppressed by the law of the Poison Saint for the rest of their lives, which was more uncomfortable than death, as a martial artist, they experienced three disasters and nine tribulationsWho doesn't want to become stronger? Who doesn't want to live a long life? Who doesn't want to reach the peak of the martial arts realm? If you have an immortal, you should ask for it, and if you have a goal, you should chase it, there is no reason, and you don't need a reason!

Wave after wave of strong men, one stronger than the other, after more than four hours of fighting, the Poison Saint killed them all, and he stood above the heavenly dome. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were staring at the front like thunder, he knew that it was not over yet, the entire martial arts was vast and immense, and there were many unknowable places, and in these places, there were also world-famous powerhouses and heavenly pride, they would not give up, and they would definitely rush to stop themselves. Kill himself, he can't show fatigue now, he can't fall down, if he can't hold on to Zuihou, it will be a failure, and he will no longer be able to become an emperor-like figure.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, the sky shook, and the poison saint glanced coldly at the sky dome, only to see a young man. There is a Rubik's Cube cage hanging on his head, and his eyes are extremely deep, looking at the age of this young man, he is afraid that he is only about 100 years old. In the years when the earth was still in the heyday of cultivation, many people lived thousands of years of life, but they were never able to reach the realm of the emperor, and about a hundred years old was for a martial artist. It's still very young, but it's such a young man. But he gave the poison saint a pressure that he hadn't had before, he was very powerful, his eyes were incomparably deep, he looked at the poison saint coldly and said: "You and I have a battle, it is inevitable, there can only be one emperor on one side, let's fight!"

The poison saint glanced at this young man, and was shocked, he couldn't see through this young man's cultivation, in this young man's body, there was a mysterious and unpredictable aura, powerful to the extreme, even if the poison saint urged the true power of martial arts with all his strength, and explored it with divine thoughts, there was no gain, who is this young man? With such a cultivation realm at such an age, it is really terrifying, the pride of the sky, the genius of the sky!

"Who are you?" "Who are you?" the poison saint came back to his senses, he had to be calm at this time, he was also a character, he had been in this side for many years, so he would naturally not be easily intimidated, not to mention that he was already a person who had stepped into the realm of the emperor with half a foot, whether it was in terms of combat strength cultivation or understanding of anything, he was superior.

"It doesn't matter who I am, there should be a battle between you and me, you want to become the emperor of the world, and I am the same, if I defeat you, I should cross the emperor tribulation and become the master of this shijie!" said the young man with his eyes fixed on the poison saint.

"What? What do you mean...... Do you also have the ability to survive the Emperor Tribulation now?" the Poison Saint couldn't help but ask.

"Naturally, otherwise I wouldn't have come here to fight with you, this martial arts shijie law is weird, it is impossible to give birth to two emperors, and it is impossible for two people to cross the catastrophe at the same time, only after one victory and one defeat, can the winner be able to survive the imperial tribulation with peace of mind and achieve the unparalleled emperor. "The young man doesn't have any powerful killing intent, and he and the Poison Saint are also innocent, just because they are both pursuing the same powerful peak realm, they have to fight and divide a winner!

The poison saint nodded, although this young man is young, his combat power is unfathomable, especially with a powerful and mysterious liliang shrouded in his body, his eyes are filled with an aura that is not integrated with this heaven and earth, I don't know where he came from, and I don't know who it is, but the poison saint understands that this young man is only afraid that it will be the biggest obstacle on his way to becoming an emperor, and it is the strongest person he is waiting for, this battle will be unknown, and it is destined to be tragic, if he wins, he can go all out to survive the emperor tribulation, defeated, he may not die, let alone reach the emperor realm。

"Come on, you and I will fight and decide who will be able to become a world emperor in a million years!" the poison saint roared, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his voice was like thunder and lightning, shaking the sky.

"Wait a minute!" the young man said, glancing at the poison saint.

"Why? Are you afraid? or regret it?" the Poison Saint asked after a pause.

"No, the path of the emperor is the ultimate pursuit of martial artists, no one will give up, no regrets in death, I want to give you an hour to heal, just a series of battles, you have been injured, and the martial arts true power in your body is insufficient, unable to let you stand at the peak of the combat power realm, this is very unfair to you in the battle between you and me!"

The Poison Saint frowned, looking at this young man, he really didn't expect that this young man not only had a high cultivation realm, powerful combat power, and unfathomable, but also had the confidence to fight a fair battle, as well as a great righteousness, which was really rare.

Martial arts shijie, bloody and cruel, the weak eat the strong, there are no rules and fairness at all, only the king is defeated, the winner has the right to speak, the loser only has the end of the god's form, in such a shijie, there is still a righteous heart, it is indeed very rare!

"No, I'm a lot older than you, maybe you're a genius, but I won't lose to you!" the Poison Saint said as seriously as he looked at the young man.

"No, what I want is a fair fight, on the way to becoming an emperor, every martial artist has a chance, there is a chance to compete, this is my idea, you can't reach the subversive state of combat power now, you will definitely lose, this is unfair to you, it is also an insult to me, heal, I'll wait!" After speaking, the young man sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and seemed to calm his mind.

The poison saint glanced at the young man, and didn't say much, he also sat down cross-legged and began to use Xuan Gong to heal his wounds, indeed as the young man said, in the battle in front of him, he accepted the challenge of one strong man after another, consumed too much martial arts true power, and also suffered some injuries, and the combat power was indeed unable to reach the peak, this young man was unprecedentedly powerful, I don't know how strong it would be, once the big war started, it was something that could only be stopped by life and death, without a state of peak combat power, it would not work。

In the heart of the Poison Sage, he was surprised, he did not expect, he has lived for more than 2,000 years, experienced too many wars, and practiced hard until now, only half a foot has stepped into the realm of the emperor, with today's cultivation and combat power, and this young man who fell from the sky, only a hundred years old, has such unprecedented strength, who is he? Where does the inheritance come from? What sect and what sect is the disciple? Or is it some kind of powerful and special physique? These are all what the Poison Sage wants to know.

An hour later, the Poison Saint opened his eyes, there was no longer a look of exhaustion on his face, he reached a realm like him, it only took a moment to heal, he could repair his body with powerful Xuan Gong, and maintain a peak state, he stood up, held the Poison Saint Flame Flag, looked at the young man not far away opposite and said: "Come on, you and I will fight and decide who will become the master of this martial arts shijie!"

"Good!"

As soon as the good words came out, the young man had already flown up, and in a special posture, he punched a heavy punch, and bombarded towards the poison saint, the poison saint frowned, the power of this punch was simply earth-shattering, when the young man waved his fist, he could feel that the heavens and the earth were trembling, very terrifying.

Syllable!

The Poison Saint fought back, slapped out his five poisonous palms, and a palm fell from the sky and suppressed the young man, the punch made by the young man was wrapped in it, and it did not hurt the Poison Saint, but the young man's face was still cold, and he flew up, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the Poison Saint, and he also threw a punch.

Boom!

In the duel of one move, the poison saint and the young man each took three steps back, it seems that the combat power of the two people is equal, the real battle of the strong does not take too long at all, and the victory and defeat can be divided in a short moment, so when they are in a real fist duel, after not distinguishing the winner or loser, they all urge their own treasures at the same time to launch the most powerful killing duel.

"The power of the treasure weapon is too powerful, you and I will fight in the starry sky, how about the victory?" the young man asked.

"Of course it's good!" said the Poison Saint as strong as a rainbow at this moment. (To be continued......)