Giggles, old monk, do you still have a little vision! Yes, I am the mirror monarch, I didn't expect that I disappeared in the Xinghai for so many years, and there are still descendants who can know me, I am really flattered! "Mr. "White" let out a silver bell-like smile and said to Yan Bei.

With the words of the Mirror Sovereign, her face changed to a different one at a speed visible to the naked eye. The mirror monarch who regained her appearance was extremely young, looking about thirty years old, and although she was dressed in loose white clothes, she still couldn't hide her hot body. The Mirror Sovereign's body was as soft as a snake, and she reached out and wrapped her lotus arm around the Prisoner Sovereign's arm, moving intimately. Her voice is very beautiful, like a yellow warbler in the mountains, crisp and pleasant. But Yan Bei knew that the mirror monarch in front of him seemed harmless, but in fact he was a ruthless character, even if there were many Star Sea Overlords, they were not her opponents.

The mirrored monarch's skin is like condensed fat, his eyes are like cutting water, and a pair of red phoenix eyes are looking forward to life, rippling with boundless spring. Vermilion lips, cherry mouth, elegant white tea when smiling, like thorny roses when smiling. This kind of disaster-level face is put in the world, and it is definitely a stunner for a country that has fallen into chaos. But for those who are familiar with her, they all know that this woman is like a snake and scorpion, and her methods are even more ruthless than men.

According to legend, the Mirror Monarch and the Imprisoned Monarch are a pair of brothers and sisters, and the Mirror Monarch and the Great Monarch are Taoist couples, so the Imprisoned Monarch is also a celebrity around the Great Monarch. Now that the Imprisoned Monarch and the Mirror Monarch appeared outside China at the same time, it is clear that the twelve monarchs of the Flood Desolation all have tiger and wolf intentions towards Huaxia.

"After all, I still underestimated you Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood and Desolation, and your wolf ambitions have long been covetous of Huaxia. It's a pity that there are countless heroes in my Huaxia, but no one saw through your evil intentions earlier!" Yan Bei looked at the two monarchs quietly, a trace of deep loss crossed his eyes, and said with a sigh.

"Giggles, old monk, don't be so pessimistic. The Red Dust World has had ups and downs, and Huaxia once dominated the sea of stars for endless years, and now it is time to fall off the altar. However, our Twelve Sovereigns are very fond of your Huaxia opportunity, so this time we would like to thank you for your generosity!" The Mirror Monarch smiled like a flower, she paused, and said to the imprisoned monarch beside her: "Brother, the Great Monarch is crossing in the sea of stars, and he will definitely come to the Huaxia Ancestral Star soon." Moreover, the Space Monarch is also impatient to stay in the Heavenly Hidden Realm, and it is estimated that in the near future, we will be able to occupy Huaxia. ”

"Hahaha, okay, the twelve of us have endured for so many years, and now we can finally show our talents!" Hearing the words of the Mirror Monarch, a trace of coldness crossed the eyes of the Prisoner Monarch, he turned his head to look at Yan Bei, and said cruelly: "Old monk, although I admire your open-mindedness, you and I are our own masters, so today, you must die! But don't worry, you will not be alone on the Huangquan Road, because after your death, the Great Monarch will lead us to find several other guardians and let them go down to accompany you! Oh, I forgot to tell you." ......" The Imprisoned Monarch said, drifting to Yan Bei's side and whispering in his ear: "Actually, our Great Monarch is not only the mastermind behind the overall situation in Huaxia, but also one of the chess players in the entire sea of stars! You think that Huaxia is the royal paradise in your heart, but in fact, in the eyes of those chess players, this is just a tool for them to control the common people! Hahaha!"

"You!" Hearing the words of the Prisoner Monarch, Yan Bei spat out a mouthful of blood again, a thick despair and anger flashed between his eyebrows, he wanted to do something to the Prisoner Monarch, but found that his heart had been shattered, and his spiritual power had already been dissipated from his body, even if he had a heart for revenge, he had no power to return to heaven.

"Old monk, I'll send you on your way now!" Looking at the despair in Yan Bei's eyes, a trace of perverted pleasure rose in the heart of the imprisoned monarch. He reached out and grabbed Yan Bei's throat, and as he continued to exert force, Yan Bei's face turned purple red, and his breathing became rapid, and he was about to fall.

"You two little dolls, isn't it good to cower in the depths of the sea of stars? Why do you want to come to Huaxia to cause trouble? Didn't your great monarch tell you that the fate of Huaxia is not something you can touch?" A light laugh came from the lightning and flint that Yan Grief was about to fall.

When that laugh rang out, Yan Bei's body suddenly erupted into a blinding golden halo. The hands that the Prisoner Monarch held Yan Bei's throat were forced to shake it off because of the halo on the other party's body, because when the golden rays of Yan Bei's body swung out, his body seemed to be on fire, which made the Prisoner Monarch unbearable. Moreover, in the golden mang, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of silver needles hidden in the golden mang, and the intense pain made the prisoner monarch feel shocked, and he could only let go of his sorrow. When the Prisoner Monarch withdrew his palm, he found that his palm had been pierced by those illusionized golden needles, and blood was flowing.

The Imprisoned Monarch is one of the Twelve Monarchs of the Flood Desolation, and it can be said that in this sea of stars, there are very few people who can hurt him. However, now this mysterious existence has exerted his divine power on Yan Bei's body with just one sentence, and used Yan Bei to severely damage himself, what a means!

Thinking of this, the Prisoner Monarch swallowed his saliva fiercely, his eyes narrowed, and his body rippled with boundless killing intent, looking towards the person who spoke. When he looked up, he found an old man standing behind Yan Bei. This old man was very strange, not only because of his appearance, but also because of his cultivation. This old man is different from the old man in the world, because with the cultivation of the imprisoned monarch, he can't even tell how old the old man has lived. His face was too old to look good, his face was wrinkled and wrinkled, and the wrinkles on his face were like hills in the world, and the ravines were difficult to level. A pair of old eyes have long been cloudy, and even when he walks, his body is constantly shaking, as if he is about to sink into the ground. Moreover, what shocked the imprisoned monarch the most was that he couldn't see through what state the old man was in, not because the other party's cultivation was too high, but because he couldn't sense the slightest fluctuation in the other party's cultivation, which was very weird.

The Imprisoned Monarch knew that the other party was not without cultivation, on the contrary, it was because the other party's cultivation was too high, so high that he didn't even have the qualifications to spy on the old man in his realm. The Imprisoned Monarch is not a fool, if the other party really doesn't have any cultivation, how can he stop in the vast sea of stars?

"Who are you!" the Prisoner Monarch asked in a cold voice as he looked at the old man with a wary expression. While questioning the old man, the Prisoner Monarch grabbed the Mirror Monarch and retreated back dozens of feet, away from the old man. When the corner of the old man's eyes swept towards the imprisoned monarch, he felt as if he had been scraped against the soul by the sharpest knife in the world, and even made him smell a trace of death. This kind of dangerous feeling has never been felt before by the Imprisoned Monarch, and even in the face of the Great Monarch, he is not as frightened as he is at this time. In his heart, the old man's aura was very similar to that of a person, but he didn't dare to be sure.

"Who am I? hehe, I've long forgotten who I am, you can call me immortal. Because I once wished I could die, but God never gave me this chance, alas, what a distress!" The old man was unimpressed by the vigilance of the Imprisoned Monarch, and said lightly.

"Our Great Monarch is one of the chess players, are you not afraid of bearing the wrath of our Great Monarch in the future?" The old man in front of him was too strong for him to have the courage to resist, so he could only move out of the Great Sovereign.

"Great Sovereign? Hmph, he also deserves it, but he just got some chances, so he dared to think of being on an equal footing with the chess players and becoming one of the chess players? It's just whimsical! Why did you Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood and Desolation disappear in the sea of stars back then, others don't know, don't I know? You think you can be above the common people, but who knows, are you chess pieces in the hands of others? This sea of stars is vast and boundless, and one mountain is even higher, sometimes, don't be too arrogant!" The old man turned a deaf ear to the threat in the words of the imprisoned monarch, and he looked at the sky with a lonely expression.

Hearing the old man's words, the face of the imprisoned monarch changed again and again, and he knew that he had met a master today. Although during the flood years, the world speculated that they chose to retreat in order to avoid the edge of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor. As the Lord of the Flood Wilderness, the Twelve Sovereigns knew the fortunes of the Heavenly Dao and knew that when the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor rose, their time would have passed. And they do this just to retreat as advance, to adapt to all changes, but in fact, the real reason for their retreat is rarely known. It can be said that the people who knew the truth about their silent Xinghai back then were only a few palms. The appearance of that person brought them both chance and the darkness of endless years. It's just that that incident happened in the last years of the flood famine, and if what the old man said is true, it means that he is also a contemporary of himself, or even earlier. So, who is this old man, and why does he know about the Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood Desolation.

"Who are you!" The Prisoner Monarch asked in a cold voice as his body trembled, pretending to be calm. For the monks outside Xiaolin Temple, the Imprisoned Monarch is an immortal venerable that keeps them out of reach, but he is like a child in front of the old man, and all his secrets are known by the other party, which is terrible.

"Hahaha, will you Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood Desolation only say this one sentence? Treat the weak, you are barbaric and tyrannical, and when you treat the strong, you will be timid. How did you become a monarch in your conduct? The old man was so focused on healing Yan Grief that he didn't even look at the Prisoner Monarch with his eyes.

"Do you want to fight with our brother and sister to break the net?" The longer he faced the old man, the stronger the jealousy in the heart of the imprisoned monarch. He wanted to escape with the Mirror Sovereign, but found that his back path had been sealed by the old man's divine thoughts. He was at the end of his rope and had no way to enter the earth.

"Prisoner, Mirror Image, come back, you are not his opponent!" Just as the Prisoner Monarch and the Mirror Monarch were desperate and wanted to fight to the death with the old man, a low voice suddenly came from behind him. Hearing those words, a flash of joy appeared in the eyes of the two, and they knew that they were saved.

"Oh, I didn't expect even the Great Monarch to be alarmed by me, it seems that I still have some influence on the old guy!" Hearing those words, the old man finally raised his head. His gaze swept over the Prisoner Monarch and the Mirror Monarch, looking at the powerhouse behind them. The old man stroked his white beard and said lightly.

Behind the Imprisoned Monarch, a figure stood in the darkness of the starlight. It wasn't that the starlight wasn't bright enough, but because when the starlight shone three feet to the man's side, it was annihilated by a burst of black light. Those starlights seemed to shine into the bottomless abyss, and the faint glow was gone. This mysterious person is alone, but he is surrounded by thousands of troops, and between his words, the sea of stars shakes, and the stars retreat. He is like the master of the sea of stars, standing in the middle of the galaxy, holding the power to destroy the world, and he alone determines the eternals. It was precisely because of this person's incomparably strong aura that the old man looked up.

The old man looked at the visitor quietly, the two eyes intertwined, and their senses clashed, although they seemed to be calm, but in another time and space, the two had fought no less than hundreds of times. After a long moment, the visitor took a slight step back, his brow furrowed slightly. It seems that when he confronted the old man's divine sense just now, he fell behind.

"Great Sovereign, as the head of the Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood Desolation, it is a bit too much to connive at the cultivators under your command to invade Huaxia repeatedly, right?" When the old man confronted the Great Sovereign, his momentum overwhelmed the other party, so when he spoke, his words seemed to carry the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, and the sound was like thunder, resounding through the sea of stars.

Hearing the old man's words, the Great Monarch who was shrouded in black mist around him had no fear, although he had fallen behind just now, he was still very strong. The Great Monarch looked at the Prisoner Monarch and the Mirror Monarch, and said to the old man provocatively: "From today onwards, the Twelve Sovereigns of the Flood Desolation have officially entered Huaxia!"