A week later.

"Boom ......"

A vast imperial power spread out from Long Yang's body, and after a week of recovery, Long Yang's injuries finally fully recovered.

On Long Yang's physique, the golden light is extremely mysterious.

In the golden mang, there seems to be a mysterious inscription appearing.

"In this battle, although my physique has not improved, it has been completely consolidated to the level of the lower grade emperor weapon, and my cultivation is ......."

As if he remembered something, Long Yang's mind suddenly sank into his body.

In the dantian of Longyang, the galaxy is bright and boundless, and countless star cores are running in it, and the flickering starlight is unpredictable.

And in the center of the galaxy, a line of chaos is getting wider and wider.

This chaotic thread, as if the next moment, will separate the two galaxies!

"The pinnacle of the puppet emperor, only one step away, my cultivation can reach the realm of the Martial Emperor, and the galaxy can also be divided into two, reaching the level of the middle stage of the galaxy!"

Long Yang's eyes flickered.

Immediately, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his hand, and a small hall suddenly appeared in the palm of Long Yang's hand.

This small hall is exactly the same as the Emperor Hall in the original void rift.

The Emperor's Palace, the best imperial weapon!

This imperial artifact, and Qi is still a movable space imperial artifact.

"Liu'er ......"

Long Yang muttered to himself, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the secret room.

In the Emperor's Palace.

Long Yang's figure quietly appeared.

In front of the main hall, the countless immortal Yao flowers have completely disappeared, and where the lonely statue and the main hall stand, it looks extremely bleak.

"Squeak......

The door of the hall was pushed open, and Long Yang slowly walked into the main hall.

The familiar hall, but the statue in the center that originally belonged to Longyang has now disappeared, and I saw an ancient altar, a delicate body, lying there quietly.

"Buzz ......"

With the appearance of Long Yang, in the emperor's hall, mysterious powers shrouded in, and Liu Er on the altar slowly floated in front of Long Yang.

"Liu'er ......"

Long Yang's palm trembled and placed it on her cheek, and a cold voice came, and Long Yang's body trembled slightly.

"Soul Annihilation, Soul Devouring Forbidden Technique Seventh Layer!"

Long Yang took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely determined.

After being suppressed by the soul suppression nail for 10,000 years, Liu'er's divine soul has been completely extinguished, and only a trace of residual divine thoughts remains.

If you want to resurrect Liu'er with this residual divine thought, it is the dragon ** who has the most mysterious soul devouring forbidden technique......

It's also extremely difficult!

"Liu Er, don't worry, I will definitely destroy the Divine Sect, I will find Luo Xianyao and kill her personally!"

Long Yang's eyes were extremely cold.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, Liu'er's body fell on the altar again.

"It's ......"

At this moment, Long Yang's eyes suddenly fell on Liu Er's waist, a small waist card in the shape of a five-ling.

"What is this?"

Long Yang's eyes flashed, and he picked up the waist card.

"Emperor-grade best material: Xuanjing!"

A flash of shock flashed in Long Yang's eyes.

The material of the emperor-level superlative, that is refining......

The treasure of the best imperial weapon.

The best emperor weapon, that is already the strongest emperor weapon, even if it is the sword of Longyang in the previous life, it can reach the level of the best emperor weapon, after being shattered by the thunder tribulation.

The sword has been reduced to the level of a medium-grade emperor.

"Reverse!"

"God!"

On the Wuling-shaped waist card, two faint ancient characters appeared.

"Against God?"

Long Yang raised his eyebrows, what Liu Er wanted to say at that time was the source of this Wuling waist card.

"Against the ......"

Long Yang muttered to himself in his mouth, and then put away the Wuling waist card.

For some reason, Long Yang suddenly felt that behind this......

Huge secrets are hidden!

Perhaps this place against the gods is the place where this 10,000-year-old mystery is solved.

"Liu'er, this is the emperor's hall, you used to like to stay in this hall the most, but I often dislike you and disturb my cultivation......"

"Liu'er, you don't have to run the Heavenly Palace for me anymore, the emperor's main thing is not the quicksand all over the world, but that you are all ......"

"Liu'er, I will destroy the Divine Sect, I will personally kill Luo Xianyao, and I will break the body of Long Tian into ten thousand pieces......"

......

Standing in front of the altar, Long Yang muttered to himself.

I don't know how long it has been, Long Yang reluctantly left and disappeared into the main hall.

In the secret room, Long Yang took the Emperor's Hall into his body.

"Emperor, the Dragon of the Heavenly Palace asks to see you!"

"Longbi ......"

The light in Long Yang's eyes flashed, and then the figure disappeared into the secret room, and in the Emperor Mountain, Long Yang's figure suddenly appeared.

"The Emperor's ......"

"Master......"

......

Seeing Long Yang, one by one, the eyes were full of surprise!

"Meet the Emperor!"

A group of disciples of Emperor Mountain hurriedly knelt down towards Long Yang.

That look fell on Long Yang, and his eyes were extremely fanatical.

"Get up, all of you!"

Long Yang waved his hand slightly, and a group of people only felt their bodies tremble, and their bodies stood up involuntarily.

"Thank you, Emperor!"

The eyes of a group of people were a little more respectful.

"Yang'er ......"

At this moment, an exclamation came, and I saw the dragon battle and the dragon thorn, stepping into the air.

"Daddy, Grandpa!"

Long Yang's eyes showed a gentle smile.

"Yang'er, are you alright?"

Long Zhan saw Long Yang and hurriedly asked.

The dragon thorn next to him also looked at Long Yang with a worried face.

"I'm fine!"

Long Yang shook his head slightly.

After recovering, his physique has never been better, and now Long Yang, one punch is enough to shatter the ordinary inferior emperor weapon.

"Yang'er, the people of the Luo family and Tianfu in the mall ......"

As if he remembered something, a cold glow flashed slightly in Long Zhan's eyes.

"Mall Luojia!"

A cold flash flashed in Long Yang's eyes, and then he said coldly: "Disciples of the Luo family, no one is left, as for Tianfu, ......"

Long Yang paused slightly, as if he remembered that stubborn face, Long Yang said in a deep voice: "Tianfu disciple, send a vassal country, Long Yu and Long Sheng!"

"You can continue to stay in the Heavenly Martial God Kingdom!"

"Distribute subjects!"

Long Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

At the beginning, he didn't destroy Tianfu in one go, and this was really ......

Right!

"By the way, the Ouyang family has also come to you three or four times!"

As if remembering something, Long Zhan suddenly spoke again.

"Ouyang's ......"

Long Yang's eyes flashed, and then he said lightly: "I know!"

The Ouyang family came to him, and Long Yang certainly knew what the reason was.

The current Tianwu God Capital is already the world of his Emperor Mountain, and if the Ouyang family wants to survive, it must ......

Attach yourself to his Emperor Mountain!

"Emperor, Long Bi is already waiting for you in the hall!"

At this moment, Long Biao's voice suddenly came.

"Longbi!"

Long Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said indifferently: "Got it!"

A quarter of an hour later, Long Yang appeared above the hall.

I saw a gray-haired old man sitting in a guest seat.

The look on the old man's face was excited, expectant, and guilty......

It's complicated!

(End of chapter)