In the Yao Pond, the ancestral kings and even the Great Sage of Hun Tuo pricked up their ears. The family affairs of the immortal emperor are the number one gossip in the world.

Concerning another emperor, the great sage among the several eight divine generals all stopped, their eyes fixed on Wang Dali.

This is a secret that only a very few people know, why would this human know?

Wang Dali did not live up to everyone's expectations, and said simply and quickly.

"Your father and your mother actually have no relationship, it's just because your mother has a trace of fairy phoenix blood and can give birth to outstanding offspring with him, so she was forcibly begged for from your mother's clan."

"What your mother really likes is Ning Fei, the first of the eight god generals. In terms of talent, Ning Fei is actually not much worse than the Immortal Emperor, but because of your mother's relationship, Ning Fei is willing to bow down to the Immortal Emperor, just to see her more. ”

"After having you as a half-blood immortal phoenix, the Immortal Emperor is actually not very satisfied. Later, he didn't know what he did, but he actually gave birth to a pure-blooded fairy phoenix egg, and of course handed over some real secret treasures that originally belonged to you to him. ”

"By the way, several great saints around you should know about this. Their plan should be to put you on the bright side as a target for the enemies of the Immortal Emperor, so that the Emperor Prince, who is truly endowed with high hopes, will have time to cultivate peacefully. ”

As Wang Dali spoke, the emperor's face became more and more ugly. Several Great Sages wanted to interrupt him several times, but they all stopped inexplicably.

The Emperor let out a long breath, his pale face became a little ruddy, and he asked several leading gods with complicated eyes.

"Guys, is this true?"

Some tried to deny it, but from behind them came a very young-sounding voice.

"It's true."

The person who came was a young man in silver armor, who looked no more than sixteen years old. He stepped forward to pick up the silver spear that he had thrown earlier, shattering the flesh of the Immortal Emperor, and shook his head at the Emperor.

"If the Dao heart is broken, it will be difficult to achieve anything in this life."

He said as he walked towards Wang Dali.

"Although you have taken away a few treasures, the Immortal Emperor has also put a lot of effort into you. was actually broken by someone in a few words, what a waste! ”

The emperor clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and a little blood flowed out. Beside him, an old servant of the King of the Dao Cutting couldn't stand it, and stepped forward to argue with the silver-armored god general.

"This god general, the young master is also the son of the immortal emperor, and he should not be humiliated!"

"The emperor is not the same as humiliation? So what are you? But a slave dares to talk to me like that? ”

The silver-armored young man didn't turn his head, and directly hit a silver glow with his backhand. The eyes of the servant of the Emperor's prince suddenly stiffened, and a bloody hole was drilled out of his forehead covered with scales, which exploded along with the Genjin in Sendai.

His own servants were killed in front of his eyes, and the emperor's eyes widened, but he didn't dare to say a word. Several other gods sighed when they saw this, but no one dared to reprimand this silver-armored young general.

"It was a whim at the beginning, but now it seems that I have come to the right place this time."

The young god leaned on a gun in a lazy posture, but it made Mindy's heart ring for a long time.

Dangerous, very dangerous. Facing this person made Mindy feel like she was facing a great conjure, and she could be pierced by the inconspicuous spear in the opponent's hand at any time.

"The first divine general under the command of the Immortal Emperor, Ning Fei?"

Wang Dali stretched out his hand and put it on Mindy's shoulder, shielding her from the terrifying aura on Ning Fei's body. A group of great saints below all flew over, standing behind Wang Dali and confronting the eight gods.

"If you don't guard the Immortal Queen, what are you doing in Beidou? Now that the Immortal Emperor is dead, you have taken the opportunity to ascend to the throne. ”

"Insult the Immortal Queen, you deserve to die."

Ning Fei's face was expressionless, but the spear in his hand disappeared at some point. It was like shuttling through time and space, and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Dali.

But Wang Dali seemed to have expected it, and his right hand was raised, just in front of the silver spear.

He flicked his fingers, and the silver spear roared with a mournful roar, turning into the most basic particles and dissipating.

"He's a good opponent!"

Ning Fei's face was still calm. He pulled his hands and took out a handful of silver wars that he wiped every day.

This battle is not made of divine materials, but it has followed him from the end of the world, fought for countless years, and drank the blood of more than one quasi-emperor, and now it is comparable to a treasure.

"Let's fight outside the territory."

Wang Dali stepped forward alone, and the powerful power of the law fixed the eight gods, and forced them out of the territory with his own strength.

"You're alone, do you want to hit us all?"

Some of the eight great sages were furious and planned to sacrifice the forbidden weapon, but they were stopped by Ning Fei again.

Ning Fei's body exuded a battle intent that pierced the heavens, and the words he said made several great saints lose color.

"At the very least, he is also an alternative enlightenment, looming above me. These things should be saved for critical times. ”

……

Wang Dali had just left with the eight gods, and several Great Saint Ancestor kings came as if they had made an appointment. They suppressed Yaochi, shocked the radius of thousands of miles, and even the clouds in the sky were torn apart.

One of them was dressed in silver armor, and his silver hair hung down, like a bright moon in the sky.

But there was a ferocity in his eyes, like an evil god.

"Where is the silkworm princess? I am the Silver Moon King, dare to fight me! ”

"Silver Moon Heavenly King!"

This name made the Divine Silkworm Princess bite her silver teeth, and flew up in the shocked and uncertain expressions of everyone in the Divine Silkworm Ridge. This is the disciple of her great enemy, and he happened to be killed here today.

She flew into the air, but suddenly there was a scream in the distance, and a black war spear with a mysterious light flowing on it broke through the air.

Everything is so familiar, it's exactly the same as it was back then.

"Her Royal Highness Princess?!"

"Auntie !!"

The people in the Divine Silkworm Ridge below exclaimed, and the Holy Emperor was even more stunned.

At the end of the primeval period, after the death of the Fighting Saint Emperor, such a similar spear flew out and crucified the Divine Silkworm Princess across 100,000 miles. It was not easy for the Divine Silkworm Ridge to come up with a magic medicine to let the daughter of the Ancient Emperor of the Divine Silkworm live out her second life, and now she is actually going to reproduce the situation of the past?!

While!

At this critical moment, an iron rod was killed in the void, breaking the divine spear that had just been refined.

A Fighting Saint Ape wearing a yellow monk's robe, which made people feel unfamiliar, appeared with the Iron Rod of the Fighting Immortals. He was covered in golden hair and shining, shining brightly, not angry but mighty, like the reincarnation of a fighting god.

Just one stop here, countless ancestors here trembled.

Princess Silkworm had a quiet face, tears in her eyes, looking at this somewhat old back, she no longer had a trace of strength, but a trace of rare gentleness and gentleness.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

She approached the monk and stood gently behind him.

"This time, I will protect you for the rest of your life."

The uncle of the Holy Prince, who came from the Western Desert, said to the Buddha. Although the tone was flat, it exuded an irrefutable firmness.