A little before the battle began, on the day of the double moon, there should have been only a few people in the place of the commemorative coronation, dressed in sacrificial costumes that did not fit the era at all, and were not props like theatrical plays, but genuine ceremonial costumes.

These clothes are housed with the thoughts of the Ishes people for hundreds of millions of years, and according to the occult view, they should be regarded as holy relics or the like, whether they are used as a medium for summoning or directly used as magic props, they are very powerful. Even though the civilization of Isis has long since abandoned the mystery and embarked on the path of biochemical technology, the effect of this symbolism will not be diminished, especially in this coronation place.

The prayers were read on the altar as in the coronation ceremonies of the past, but strangely enough, there were no gods in the prayers they recited, only the Holy Emperor, that is, a coronation ceremony performed by the Holy Emperor for the Holy Emperor.

Strange, maybe there's something deep in it.

As these people prayed, a powerful wave emanated from what was supposed to be just a historical attraction, and a figure appeared here.

"It looks like A1 succeeded, but I didn't expect that it would be her overly emotional template that succeeded, and it seems that I am still far behind compared to professionals."

"Your Majesty'......"

The figure stretched out his hand to stop the next words of the sacrifices, "Here you and I are all equal, no one has a superior status, we are just a cell and an organ of Is, everything is for His Majesty the Holy Emperor." ”

The figure that appeared here was undoubtedly the legendary Emperor who had been assassinated, had been badly wounded, and was recuperating, and he should have been the one who planned the plan.

The chanting continued, and the sacred and great atmosphere grew stronger and stronger, but there was gradually a hint of dissonance in it, something that looked similar to the sacred aura around it, but Mo Ming gave people a more intimate feeling.

No one noticed the situation here, and it would be more accurate to say that no one in Hua Feng's team noticed the situation here, they were still busy with the next battle, and they were going to enter that battle next.

So as time passed, when the strange aura strengthened little by little, it gradually revealed its ominous meaning, devouring everyone present, and at the same time, the A1 in the universe also underwent a mutation.

"This, this is ......"

A1 in the battle suddenly retreated a thousand meters for no reason, covering her chest, and just now, she felt palpitations that something had happened.

"The current time is sixteen and three quarters, there is this reaction, it seems that Hua Feng and they have succeeded, then the next thing is my work, the authority is expanded, the code - the emperor."

"You?"

Although I don't know what A1 found, after the other party made that strange reaction, the mood obviously changed from before, and it seemed that the aggression was more intense.

A doubt, just a decoy, just the moment when Captain Minglong showed hesitation, a figure next to him suddenly appeared beside A1, this is not a spatial teleportation, but the ultimate knife drawing technique - shrinking the ground, through spatial compression, constantly accelerating itself, reaching the limit of the slash.

Originally, such an attack was fatal to A1, even if she used her hole cards to escape this attack, the next combo was enough to put her at a big disadvantage, but at that moment, A1 stretched out his hand and pierced the girl's chest faster than drawing a knife.

"Spirit!"

"Do you have time to look around here?"

When she said the first word, A1 was still a kilometer away, and by the time she said the second word, she had already broken the spine of another member of Minglong's team, and when she said "here", Minglong's military advisor was pierced by a wooden spear thrown at him, and dense roots grew around the spear, inserting into his body, absorbing his power and preventing him from rising again.

As for the last question, A1's voice was a little louder, because she didn't as calculated, after liberating all the sunflowers, she defeated the enemy in front of her, and Minglong's captain exuded a powerful power, blowing away A1's attack with momentum.

In fact, it is not quite correct to say that it is momentum, it should be said that it is a magic barrier.

"Dragon's blood, no wonder your team is called Minglong."

The captain of Minglong's eyes had turned red at this moment, dense cyan scales had appeared on his skin, and two cute little horns had emerged on his head. That's right, I can only describe it as cute, because the two horns are so short that they don't show any grandeur.

"You, you, die!"

There is nothing to say, the rancid smell that emanates from the other party's body now proves the failure of his group, and now the whole world is sliding towards the worst, and all these losers can do is struggle like salted fish.

The power of the dragon's blood inspired the inscription of the long sword in his hand, and the blood of the dragon slayer boiled in his body, slashing down with the flaming long sword.

"What happened?"

Something wasn't quite right around them, there seemed to be something wrong with the Is, and the irritable sensation in their bodies was gradually rising.

But Pang Zhi's focus was not on these people, he raised his head and looked into space, although it was impossible for him to see the scene in space due to the existence of the Misty, but he still seemed to see the end of that battle.

"Minglong was defeated in an instant, what happened there?"

Perhaps this question could be answered immediately, because in the sky, a huge shadow rushed down, and the other party completely ignored the mystery lock and rushed directly to the place of coronation.

Pursue.

Although the threat posed by that thing was great, he was the only one here now, and he had to protect the coronation place, but when Pang Zhi rushed over to meet that existence, he hesitated.

The aura emanating from that existence is undoubtedly the breath of an evil god, and the appearance of the other party is A1, so it seems that according to Hua Feng's explanation, the first step has been completed, and she has become a holy emperor, but now the question is the second step, how to kill her?

Just now, Minglong was completely wiped out in an instant, and he couldn't beat this guy.

"You, you are?"

The other party squinted, even so, malice still penetrated through the narrow gap, piercing his heart, facing the existence that can be called an evil god for the first time, Pang Zhi felt as if his heart was frozen.

His fingers trembled, his arm moved behind him little by little, and although his mind knew that there was no point in doing so, and that it was absolutely wrong, the fear of death made him instinctively choose to rely on what he believed in best.

"Pang Zhi?"

With these words, most of that terrifying aura dissipated at once, and the other party still maintained his sanity and could move on to the next step.

"Here?" She glanced around with slightly confused eyes, this is the place of coronation, but the few people who existed here before, only the sacrificial robe with a faint aura remained, "The place of coronation, I remembered, you did it, I, too, the next thing is." ”

"That's my job."