On the top of Mount Tai.

A protracted war has just ended, but the awe, fear, and even a trace of admiration for the people of the heavenly dome that have risen in the hearts of all the martial arts people here cannot be calmed down for a long time.

Call~

Chen Xixiang sent the father and son of Li Shenzhou and Yan Maniac into the Divine Soul Consciousness Sea to suppress it.

A pair of eyes fell on the heads of everyone below.

The gaze is like electricity, scanning the past one by one.

Including the Zhonghua Pavilion Fengwu, Jian Chen, as well as the Second Sword Emperor, the Pig Emperor, the Second Dream and other martial arts masters, they all trembled and feared under this gaze.

"Now that Wulin and Wushuang City have been subdued, today's power gang leaders have also been ambushed, and only a plate of scattered sand is left in the world, and it will only take a few days for the imperial army to be subdued."

Chen Xixiang looked at these people below, his eyes were quiet, and he said slowly:

"I might as well tell you that I can't tolerate any so-called martial arts sect forces that disrespect the king's power and vainly try to divide Shenzhou."

"Therefore, if a martial arts person like you has an independent hegemony and replaces the heart of the country, you can come to me like Li Shenzhou to speak, and I will give you an answer."

Hear the indifferent voice of the heavenly dome like a god-king overlooking all beings.

All the martial arts people who were already shocked by this person's heart, and after witnessing Chen Xixiang's terrifying cultivation of killing the two myths with one punch just now, none of them did not tremble.

"I can't wait."

At this time, one by one martial arts masters, including the Pig Emperor and the Second Sword Emperor, had to bow their heads to the sky.

With the double mythical progression cultivation of Li Shenzhou and Yan Maniac, the father and son, they tried in vain to challenge the imperial power and ended up in such a tragic tragedy, not to mention that they are not people who are not mythical progression.

"Since you don't dare, then after leaving Mount Tai, you will go to the six doors of the imperial court one by one to report yourself."

Chen Xixiang's eyes opened and closed, and he spit out these words lightly.

But it made the hearts of all the martial arts people below tremble.

Report yourself.

Is this to tell the court clearly where his net worth came from?

That's what Chen Xixiang meant.

Although this is just a high-martial time and space, since he is already an emperor, he naturally wants to build his country into a country where gods and demons bow down and masters from all walks of life are ministers.

Just like the three emperors and five emperors in mythology, although there are demons, gods, and even holy Buddhas in heaven and earth, they must obey the governance of the human emperor and respect a unified dynasty.

Only in this way will the world not be chaotic.

I don't want him to conquer the martial arts before, there are many sects, you fight for me, swords and swords, and the number of bloody wind and rain is not clear.

A good land of Shenzhou has been divided into a piece of territory by these many sect forces, relying on their own martial arts, resulting in the country not being a country.

………

The Emperor and the Absolute God in the distance also felt the meaning of Chen Xixiang's last words to the martial arts people here.

"This emperor, his ambition ......"

There is no god with a complicated complexion.

At this time, he looked at Mount Tai from afar, and the expression on his face was mixed, jealous, fearful, covetous, and a trace of admiration.

The emperor is the same, inexplicable:

"To be the lord of the same country, to make a country and a country surrender, and the whole world to look up to it, this is also my ideal."

But compared to the one he is, he only needs to see how much he is behind others by looking at the fact that he still needs to cooperate with the head of the sect under his command.

But precisely because of this.

"Although this plot failed, it also made us further understand the horror of this person, only one or two mythical levels are not enough to pose a threat to his country, and we also need more powerful helpers."

Emperor Shomu's eyes were deep, and his tone did not fluctuate strongly because of this defeat.

Only this calmly composure to accept failure.

Let the god of absolute no god secretly guard against jealousy, he is worthy of being the lord of Dongying, if he is replaced by himself, he will never be able to get out of the shadow of defeat so quickly.

But he didn't show anything on his face, just followed the old emperor's words, frowned and thought:

"Need more help?"

The two mythical progressions were killed by this man himself.

Need more, where in the world are there so many mythical progressions?

The old emperor's eyes were shining, but they were cold:

"There will definitely be, there are definitely hidden old monsters in the martial arts of these two countries, if this person wants to achieve unprecedented greatness and make the martial arts surrender inside and outside, he will definitely touch those old monsters."

"For example......

Absolutely godless, his eyes lit up slightly:

"That mysterious Heavenly Gate that has recently revealed some corners in the Shenzhou Martial Arts."

The old emperor said slowly:

"There should be more than that, but this is a direction, we can unite these people with this goal, and I am sure that the chance of success in uniting them is very high."

His words were confident, and his bearing revealed the calmness and steadiness of an emperor.

His eyes flickered, and he understood why the Emperor was saying this.

Indeed, they share common interests and convergence with these people.

"Then we have to move a little faster, because that person is also looking for those hidden old monsters now, and he wants to pull them out and kill them one by one, so as to Jingyu."

Absolutely godless, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and he looked in the direction of Mount Tai:

"If you want to threaten this person, one or two mythical level don't think about it at all, at least five or more."

"Ten of the best!"

The emperor inwardly assessed the strength of Chen Xixiang's battle today, and his voice was cold:

"One or two, it will be easily solved by him, if it is estimated to be higher, I am afraid that five or six mythical levels may not be able to suppress him, it is best to have a full ten mythical levels, in order to have absolute certainty, kill this person!"

"Not bad."

None of God found this number the most sure.

The master of the mythical progression was counted by two people like cabbage, but in fact, it was because of the fear of Chen Xixiang's strength, so he had to assume so.

If you don't have that number, don't have any illusions that they will succeed.

"Let's go find the Heavenly Gate first."

The Emperor took one last look at Tarzan:

"We can't stay here for too long."

Fall.

Whew!!

His body turned into a cloud of imperial shadows and quickly disappeared in place.

The absolute god also glanced at Mount Tai for the last time, and he didn't dare to stay longer for fear of burning in his heart, so he followed the emperor and left as quickly as possible.

And the two of them are actually not wrong at all.

It can even be said that it has coincided with some hidden old monsters.

Especially two or three days after the Battle of Tarzan.

When Yan Maniac and Li Shenzhou's father and son fought the supreme myth, but Chen Xixiang personally killed the two of them, the shocking news spread all over the Jianghu martial arts.

Many old monsters hidden in the shadows of the martial arts couldn't sit still.

It's just that this record is too creepy.

No old monster can afford not to run a chill down his spine.

Even if they may live a few hundred years longer than Zhiyan Maniac and Li Shenzhou, in fact, except for a few hundred more years of True Qi, there is not a high gap in the realm.

It is also an ordinary mythological progression that transforms into a god and condenses into substance.

How can it be as exaggerated as Chen Xixiang.

After the artistic conception turned into a god, a small world similar to the "Sword Realm" was directly condensed, one step beyond the ordinary mythical level!

As a result, some secret giant organizations and leaders began to move.

The names and madmen of these organizations, even if they are the wild people in the rivers and lakes, may not be able to know them all.

Soshen Palace, Heavenly Gate, Xuanhua, Hidden Sword Flow......

Immortal God, Emperor Shakti, Great Demon God, Great Master......

There was also a man in an ordinary cloth robe in an ordinary village.

Moreover.

This man was the first to be approached.

……

Calm and peaceful mountain village.

The man came back from a hunting trip and suddenly saw two uninvited guests in front of him.

"Who are you?!"

The man's eyes sank, and he immediately saw two people teasing his child Xiao Wu.

But it was this scene that made his mood irrepressible.

The two of them also instantly felt the strong and terrifying meaning on the man's body that made the heavens and the earth change color and the void tremble slightly.

One of the middle-aged men in a brocade robe, his eyes throbbed slightly, but he immediately smiled:

"The old man also wants to ask, why the top ten warriors who are invincible in the world are willing to hide in this mountain village and live alone."

was called by someone to break his identity.

Wu Wushu did not change color at all, but the expression on his face became more and more cold, and his eyes shot out like knives:

"I ask one last time, who are you! Miscellaneous! Whatever! Person! ”

The last four words, spit out word by word, as if the mountains were falling and crashed into the hearts of the two of them.

Thundered~~

Feeling that the invincible momentum of Wu Wu has risen like a mountain, the true qi of his body is like a dragon, and the thoughts of swords, guns and fists are masculine and grandiose, and he is directly overwhelmed in this room.

The two of them immediately did not dare to hang their appetites anymore.

The middle-aged man in a domineering robe arched his hands slightly, and his temperament was calm:

"The old man is dominant."

Another man with long hair and black clothes, a young man with a sword, also spoke slowly:

"Jian Yue!"

"Hero? Jianyue? ”

Wu Wu's invincible eyes were still as sharp as a divine sword:

"Why are you here?"

Seeing that Wu Wuwu is still ready to go.

After all, it was in the face of the strongest of the strong that the mud bodhisattva said, Xiongba could hardly be calm in his heart, and immediately opened his mouth to express his meaning:

"Don't get me wrong, we have no ill intentions, this trip is specially for the rescue of Your Excellency's martial arts blood curse."