Chapter 1151: The Overlord Body on the Banks of the Wushen River
In the void, Xiao Yishan's voice fell, and he didn't wait for everyone to speak.
I saw him hunting in his clothes, and his long sleeves were rolled up! Only with a long roar, the monstrous domineering aura in his body suddenly swept through the sky. His black hair danced wildly, his eyes were shining, and he looked down on all beings in the world like an ancient overlord:
"In the name of my overlord, summon the soul of the world! Wear armor and fight to wipe out the mountains and rivers! Kill, kill, kill!"
Xiao Yishan's voice did not fall, and the world shook.
The storm is roaring.
Mountains are crumbling.
The long river is boiling.
The earth is cracking!
Between heaven and earth, there were suddenly thousands of pitch-black lights, coming from afar, like a hundred rivers converging the sea, approaching Xiao Yishan.
At this moment, the void shook.
The rumbling sound of vibration, as if thousands of soldiers and heroes had returned to the command of the overlord!
Outside the realm of Taiwu, the powerhouses of the four ancient clans all frowned at this moment, and their faces changed. Even though Xiao Yishan in front of him is just a soul, even if it is not so powerful.
But he is domineering and looks at the world.
It is as if there is no one in this world who cannot be killed, and there is nothing that cannot be destroyed.
That innate overlord aura makes people jealous, and even wants to surrender!
In the void, the face of the Shenhui monk was sad, he folded his hands together, and recited Amitabha: "After a thousand years, I finally saw the legendary three-point domineering body, and it was really imposing!"
"What can we do with three points of domineering, even if we awaken countless remnant souls of Great Chu, how can we compete with strong people like us who are infinitely close to the quasi-emperor!
Shen Yutu snorted indifferently. With that, his big sleeves rolled up, and just between his gestures, a light-shaking seven-killing array appeared in the void.
The large array of blood covered the sky, full of the aura of killing, and before it could be completely launched, the void had already begun to crack continuously.
"Why, don't you want to watch the play on the sidelines?"
Shen Yutu turned his head to look at Emperor Chaoshang and the others.
A few people's faces were cold, but they were not slow to act!
The Shenhui monk sat up in the middle, only between his hands folded, and the entire void was actually a mirage of the 480 temples of the Western Heavenly Buddha Kingdom!
At this moment, the bell of the 480 temple rang, and the mighty Zen sound shook the sky. The boundless Dharma full of golden brilliance shines on the sky, resisting and transforming the countless remnants of the Great Chu who have returned to the sea from thousands of rivers.
The emperor was extremely direct, carrying a gun in his hand, and killed Xiao Yishan directly.
......
At this moment.
Zhongzhou.
Countless powerhouses are suspended in the void.
They looked in the direction of the Taiwu Realm of the Phoenix Clan, with a solemn look on their faces, as well as excitement and nervousness.
They looked at thousands of miles, they saw the cross-state territory at a glance, and they couldn't help but shake their hearts when they saw the big battle outside the Taiwu Boundary.
Xiao Yishan, who is dressed in three points of domineering in the world.
Even if it's not as good as the one before the thousand autumns.
But he is still Xiao Yishan.
He is Xiao Yishan after all.
He is still so crazy, so powerful, so unscrupulous, so domineering.
And those people of the Four Great Ancient Clans and the Array Spirit Clan are also extremely terrifying, infinitely close to the realm of the Quasi-Emperor, which is equivalent to standing at the peak of the continent's powerhouses!
They were actually besieging Xiao Yishan.
Who's laying out the sudden big war?
The result?
......
On the mainland, there is a river called Wushen River.
Legend has it that there are thousands of ghosts walking at night every night, and there are countless souls who have been sunk at the bottom of the river roaring...... Also, every other year, the sound of the piano and the beautiful singing of women will sound on the banks of the Wushen River.
Some people say that the sound of the piano is even better than that of the piano, poignant and moving, which makes people cry when they hear it, or howl and cry.
Others said that they had seen the woman's shadow under the moon, she was beautiful in red, her figure was graceful and weak, and her singing warmed people's hearts.
She smiled.
Dancing.
Singing.
But...... But it gives people endless poignant soul trembling, and makes people mourn for it at a glance.
It was just an ordinary night.
A middle-aged man walked on the bank of the Wushen River, holding a wine jug in one hand and Guxun in the other, the smile on his face was mixed with tears, looking extremely sad.
He once had a halberd, which made the world frightened, and the gods and demons knelt down!
He once had a mount that crossed the great realm, rushed into the army and never looked back!
He once had an army of millions and tens of millions, and with a single order, he swept through the vast land of the world. Soldiers are passing through, and there is no grass!
He was known as the Great Chu Emperor.
It is also known as the overlord.
He used to ......
There is also a beautiful woman with you.
Follow him to conquer the world, end the troubled times with him, and heal his wounds!
It's a pity......
He never drinks when he is depressed, because he is not depressed. He fought all his life, he ended the troubled times, he pacified the world, and he also died in his own invincible life.
But he doesn't regret it, because he doesn't like the world to call him the Great Chu Emperor, he likes the world to call him the overlord!
He just regretted it......
She!
Gone!
Just like that, the sword kills itself, and it dies like that. In order to keep his own world, in order to be able to sit firmly in the country. But...... That's when he found out......
He doesn't want to be alone! He doesn't want to call himself a widow!
The cold moon was like a hook, and the middle-aged man slowly drank a sip of cold wine, and in the hazy front, it seemed that the woman had appeared.
She danced softly, smiled so softly, so sweetly!
Behind him, the Wushen River rolled...... Bellow...... Growl......
"Overlord!"
"Overlord!"
"Overlord!"
......
Until the roar behind him thundered and shook the sky. Until the Wushen River rolls and hangs in the void. Until countless remnant souls in pitch-black armor emerged from the river and stood neatly behind the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man turned around.
He turned his head......
glanced at the direction of the Taiwu Realm, and seemed to feel the unstoppable domineering.
At this moment, his robe flew away, his black hair flew, and his eyebrows shone brightly.
With a stroke of his arm, he pointed in the direction of the Taiwu Realm: "Go!"
In the next moment, hundreds of thousands of remnant souls on the rolling Wushen River turned into a pitch-black Changhong, crossed the state territory, and headed towards the realm of Taiwu.
The middle-aged man waved his hand again, and his voice was low: "This king has three points of domineering, and he is counted as the person of my inheritance." A halberd, help you!"
......
Outside the boundaries of Taiwu.
The war has already begun.
The four ancient clans plus the five powerhouses of the Array Spirit Clan killed Xiao Yishan the moment he made a move.
Huangye is still hesitating.
Li Taixuan took the lead in taking out his sword, leading Zhao Tianjia and the others towards the Shenhui monk in the void. Beat the monk...... He has previous experience!
Even Huang Ayasha, after the forest wilderness stabilized a little, let out a long roar and rushed into the battlefield.
The Great War was terrible!
Countless gathered black iron armors were rolling to death, either being transformed or swallowed by the mountain-like beast!
Even though Xiao Yishan was dressed in the world's three points of domineering, holding the Great Ming God Mourning, he summoned countless heroic spirits in the world! But what he had to face was four strong men who were close to the quasi-emperor.
The first strike, but in just a few breaths, he fell into the disadvantage!
"This is the slaughter of the people in the yang world back then? This is the world's three points of domineering? hehe...... But that's it!"
Shen Yutu attacked and killed Xiao Yishan, and he still had time to pretend to be forced.
In the void, Xiao Yishan sneered.
Only at the moment when he repelled the Emperor Dynasty Shang, he suddenly rushed towards Shen Yu to slaughter...... Between the waves of the Great Ming Divine Mourning, he broke the years and the void, and imprisoned Shen Yutu in one place.
Shen Yutu's face changed!
In the next moment, Xiao Yishan had already appeared in front of him, "When Lao Tzu was fighting bloodily back then, you were still playing with mud in your crotch!"
Before Xiao Yishan's words fell, the boundless sea of sword anger drowned Shen Yutu.
And the rear...... The emperor and the merchant have already shot and killed!
The spear was only a few dozen feet away from Xiao Yishan, and it came in an instant......