Seeing that the fat man was like this, the old man didn't stop him, just watched him take it as much as he could, anyway, he was about to vomit it after a while, he wasn't worried at all...

The fat man looked at the old man's expression and smiled: "Respected emperor, won't you stop me?"

"Hahaha, it's all yours anyway, why stop you?" the old man laughed.

Without waiting for the fat man to speak, the old man continued: "Okay, the truth and falsehood have also been identified, you can worship under the emperor's door, and then you only need to sit on the throne, and there are some emperor's divine soldiers to give you." ”

Saying that, he also showed off the ring in his hand...

The fat man smiled: "Oh, everyone is a cultivator, and they do all that red tape." ”

With a wave of his sleeves, the fat man walked towards the throne in the main hall...

The old man was not annoyed when he saw the fat man taking the bait, and just watched the fat man walk over step by step.

The old man said secretly: "Yes, just go... And ten steps, seven steps, five steps... One-step. Yes, turn around and sit down slowly..."

The fat man seemed to hear the old man's voice, and he acted exactly according to the old man's intentions.

The old man seemed to see that his plan was about to succeed, but as soon as the fat man made a posture ready to sit down, he immediately stood up straight.

"Well, why don't you sit?" said the old man, slightly displeased.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just feel that if I sit down, you probably won't give me the Emperor weapon, so..."

"Hmph, such a greedy cultivator will definitely break your body into thousands of pieces in a while..."The old man said secretly.

"Then what are you going to do?" said the old man with a smile instead of anger.

"Hey, hey, I don't know if the emperor can give me first, so I'm at ease!" said the fat man with a hippie smile.

If everyone in the Doumeng Sect saw the fat man's face at this time, they would definitely have facial cramps and said: "K, this thing is definitely not a fat man, say, who are you..."

How have they ever seen the fat man like this, but they can't be blamed, after all, the fat man treats the emperor he doesn't know, and that's generally the case;

"Good boy, you are so greedy, look at how Ben Di will torture you. The old man said secretly.

He knew that this kid just wanted to get more benefits, he wouldn't have thought that the fat man could have other ideas under such temptation, and the old man also had enough means to make the half-emperor kid in front of him look different.

The old man was not ambiguous, he directly took off the ring and threw it to the fat man:

"Now, take it, I told you that it was yours. It is a chance that you and I meet here, and since Bendi wants to accept you, he will naturally give it to you..."

When the fat man saw the old man throw the ring over, he couldn't wait to take it; then quickly erased his divine sense, and then dripped blood to recognize the master; after inspection, there were not only the emperor's ice blades, but also some rare treasures, as well as a lot of yuan stones, high-grade, and superb.

And there are some things in the ring that can't be named.

Now that the things are in hand, the fat man is not in a hurry, leaves his seat, and walks towards the old man.

When the old man saw that the fat man did not sit down, but walked towards him, he thought that he was coming to bow down, and he did not say anything to stop him.

It's a pity, who is the fat man? Can kneel to you? You are too naïve to think.

When it was approaching, the fat man took out the inheritance sword and slashed at the old man's phantom with a sword.

This sword is not a half-emperor's cultivation, this is a full emperor's cultivation...

Before the sword light arrived, the old man felt that something was wrong, because he felt the breath of the powerful Emperor Horn, and he was also the Sword Emperor.

The old man panicked, he couldn't have imagined that this man with clear eyebrows and a little honest was actually an emperor, even if he wanted to run at this moment, it was too late.

Hit this sword?

What to take? There is no **, only divine consciousness, and the current divine consciousness is not as strong as the other party...

Just as he was thinking about it, Jian Guang approved it with a sword...

The old man's phantom is a sword in half, but it has not dissipated, and it has not died...

The fat man's sword just now contains the fifth layer of sword intent; don't say that you are a divine sense, that is, your own deity is here; you can't escape death, unless you have some means of killing a dog, otherwise...

When the fat man saw that the old man's sword had not yet dissipated, he knew that the old man's divine sense was not ordinarily strong...

"Oh, the divine sense is good, it seems that over the years, you have absorbed the divine consciousness of powerful cultivators..."The fat man sneered.

"What, how do you know... No, who are you? Without inheritance, it would be impossible for the Emperor to appear in the Changfeng Continent..."The old man exclaimed.

The fat man ignored him, and when he saw the other party say this, he probably guessed one or two in his heart.

"It seems that over the years, the cultivators who went to the ancient battlefield in the Changfeng Continent have all died at your hands, right?

If a cultivator's divine consciousness soul is strong, it is a matter of receiving capture, but the premise is that his divine consciousness needs to be strong enough, otherwise he will be retired, and he will die.

In fact, the old man could have taken the soul, but he was waiting for the cultivators who would participate in this session, and he knew that the cultivators who participated in the ancient battlefield must be inferior to one session, and there was also a possibility that no one went, and they were all randomly dragged in by the Heavenly Dao.

He had seen too many scenes of those killing each other for treasures, and he had seen those cultivators who did not agree to fight as soon as they met.

The Changfeng Continent is not big, it is not small, and there are naturally not a few enemies; when the two go to war, relatives and friends naturally help each other, and sometimes they don't need to do it themselves, and they will die.

The Emperor's divine sense is certainly powerful, but it can only deter the people of the Half Emperor, and the Emperor has no advantage over the God.

This time, he saw only one person coming in, and he thought in his heart, and he didn't know which stunned young man actually came in first, but he didn't expect it to be an emperor.

It stands to reason that the emperor can't get in; the fat man naturally came in with a half-emperor cultivator, but just now it must have been the strength of the emperor; of course, the fat master still hasn't broken through in the realm, otherwise it will definitely be passed out.

Just borrowed some of the power of the ontology...

With a sword, the fat man's cultivation is naturally still a half-emperor, so he can have a peaceful dialogue...

The old man was terrified, he didn't expect it to be planted here; he knew that this was the case, and the last participant would take one of them at random, and then enter the ancient battlefield for a walk, and then go back, wouldn't he be happy again?

It's just that there was no ** he liked in the last session, and it was easy to come in with a young man with clear eyebrows, who wanted to take away the fat man, but he didn't expect to steal chickens and rice, the old man regretted it, he knew it was so, no matter what he looked good at, he wouldn't be like this today.

Regardless of the fact that the soul consciousness he absorbed before came to naught, in the current situation, the fat man obviously planned to let him go.

In the hands of the Emperor, maybe he still has a chance to die, but in the hands of the Sword Emperor, especially in the hands of the Sword Emperor who has mastered the five-layer sword intent, he doesn't even have the idea of escaping, and some just keep begging for mercy....

"The Sword Emperor spared my life, I still have countless treasures to give, I just ask the Sword Emperor to spare my life..."

When the fat man heard that there were still treasures, his eyes were completed with fox eyes...