"Meet Your Majesty!"

The sound of the mountains roaring like a tsunami heralds the return of the night.

The approval of the princes and kings confirmed the identity of Yechen.

The soldiers looked up to the legend, and their hearts were surging, how many people had dreamed of being able to kill the enemy under the command of the Dead Monarch and make achievements.

He is an eternal idol in the hearts of all hot-blooded soldiers.

Even the Imperial Forest Army who came from the imperial capital, including Shi Yuhu, all knelt respectfully in front of Yechen.

"Hahaha!" Yechen laughed, arrogant, and said loudly, "All the soldiers are flat, and all the secretaries are flat." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" everyone got up, and the princes and kings stood behind Yechen respectfully, setting off Yechen's figure extraordinarily tall.

Leaving the mirage alone on the treasure ship to watch the night, although there is a dragon head and dragon body, it is extremely majestic, but at this moment, in the eyes of the strong people, it is extremely lonely.

The mirage looked at Yechen and shouted: "Hahahaha, that's right, you're right, I'm indeed a dragon, I don't live overnight, you will be reincarnated after death, so what, back then, all the strong people killed you, they could kill you back then, and now they can also kill you." You are arrogant and domineering, even the Sword Emperor can't stand it, you are self-excluding from the human race. ”

"Hahahaha!" Yechen looked at the mirage dragon and said slowly: "Self-isolation from the human race, but the hypocrites of the human race do not want to live in the shadow of me, so they are jealous, and you ......"

Yechen fingered the mirage dragon and said loudly: "You dragon clan has evil intentions, you have long wanted to control the human race to become your thug, and you want to treat our human race as a star crab alien race to work for your dragon clan. Hahaha, with me, how can I let your tricks succeed? Only when I am dead can you better control the human race. Over the years, your dragon clan has continued to provoke the water tribe and the human race, and with the help of the original contradictions between our two races, you have constantly contained and consumed our strength. ”

The sky was finally no longer motionless, and countless streamers of light fell from the nine heavens and landed on the deck where the mirage dragon was, and then the streamer turned into a humanoid dragon.

The Dragon Emperor stood at the forefront wearing a golden dragon robe, and the dragon robe was showing off in the wind, so it was not mighty. 、

"Dragon Clan, it turned out that the Dragon Clan joined forces with the emperors of various countries to kill the Death Monarch!" In the Martial God Space, the text of the live broadcast continued to be transmitted.

"Abominable dragon clan!" someone gritted his teeth and said, "Sword Emperor, they are also mad, after all, the dragon clan is a foreign race, and they don't understand the truth that if they are not of my race, their hearts must be different?"

"What should I do, the strength of the Death Monarch has not yet recovered, and the Dragon Emperor is the number one master in the Heavenly Rankings. ”

As things progressed, countless people raised their hearts again after being excited, after all, the prestige of the Dragon Emperor was like thunder for everyone, and everyone knew Yechen's strength.

After the reincarnation of the Death Monarch, he has not returned to the peak at all, can such a Death Empire compete with the Dragon Emperor and the major empires?

"Terrans shouldn't kill each other. An old man sighed in the Martial God space.

Above the Nine Heavens, the Dragon Emperor stared at Yechen's eyes, and his indifferent voice slowly sounded: "Ye Changtian, you are not dead. ”

Yechen said coldly: "Kneel down in front of me, swear that the dragon clan will become my subordinate, and the dragon clan will become my mount in the future, I can be extra gracious and spare the dragon clan." ”

"Presumptuous!" the Dragon Emperor shouted, "Ye Changtian, today, you still have a little bit of the power of the past, and you dare to be wild in front of me, little martial saint, don't take the opportunity to hide and cultivate, but dare to appear in front of me, so big, then I will let you die completely today." ”

"Kill chickens with a knife. Your Majesty, I'm coming!" Behind the Dragon Emperor, the red-faced man made a move, turned his right hand into a palm, and suddenly slashed forward.

This red-faced man actually regarded the one hundred and eight princes as nothing, and regarded the disciples around Yechen and Ye Zixuan as nothing, he was really arrogant and did not take the human race in his eyes.

"You dare!" Li Jiu Yu shouted sharply, and his right hand suddenly exuded a surging death power.

Yechen stretched out his hand and stopped in front of the nine shadows, signaling the princes and kings not to make a move.

Since he has returned, he naturally has to show his combat power.

"Little reptile, dare to make a move on my master. With a loud shout, he stepped forward, formed a fist with his right hand, and blasted out fiercely at the red-faced man.

The red-faced man sneered: "If your subordinates are defeated, they dare to speak bravely." ”

"Boom!" the fists and palms collided together, both of them were motionless, and the terrifying power turned into waves of qi and raged in all directions.

"You!" The red-faced man looked at Kong Ming incredulously, he was the deputy patriarch of the Dragon Clan, and he had the strength of the emperor level, and Kong Ming had been defeated in his hands before.

But today, the power of the void is on par with him.

The princes and kings behind Yechen also cast shocked eyes on the empty body.

They already knew that Yechen had a peerless exercise on his body, and originally they thought it would be similar to the Heart Sutra of Death, but now with the announcement of Yechen's identity, everyone discovered that the new exercise had surpassed the Heart Sutra of Death.

While they were creating Emperor-level exercises, they were dismayed to find that the Death Monarch had gone ahead of them again, creating stronger exercises.

This is the Monarch of Death, the strongest one they willingly follow, the leader of the human race in this world.

With a blow back, how could the red-faced man of the dragon clan be willing, grabbed the void in his right hand, and a red halberd appeared, and then the red-faced man burst out into a red flame, and the flames burned the ground and the void were "snapping", as if even the void had been burned down.

Holding the red halberd in his hand, his confidence skyrocketed, and he grinned and said: "Terran boy, the halberd in Lao Tzu's hand weighs 103,000 catties, and it is the number one treasure in my dragon clan's rank, even if your strength is almost the same as mine, what about the heritage of my dragon clan, and in fact, you can compare to a humble human race? ”

The red halberd was lifted by the red-faced man, and then smashed down with a fierce scorching flame, and before the halberd arrived, a violent wave of fire rushed towards him, and the rolling flames swept in immediately, trying to drown the void.

"Nice treasure. Standing proudly in the void, he smiled fiercely, and then with his right hand, the earth seal appeared in his hand, and then poured his own power into the earth seal like a tide, and the entire earth seal was swamped in the wind.

"Hmph, with this nameless treasure, I dare to compete with my dragon clan's flame halberd. The red-faced man with the halberd in both hands looked at the ground seal with disdain, as if he were looking at a child's toy.

Immediately after, the Floor Seal slammed down......

(End of chapter)