Chapter 1697: Throne Supreme

In his mind, although he suffered a little shock at first, he quickly thought of a certain possibility, and suddenly became throbbing.

Slowly stepping on the ladder, Emperor Yunxiao had a calm face, his steps were sonorous and powerful, and there was a crisp collision sound between his armor and combat boots and the steps as he walked.

There is such a shrine on the steaming volcano, and if you are an ordinary monk, you are afraid that your legs will tremble a little when you walk up.

On the side, the red-pupiled deity beckoned the doppelganger to bring Kun Yuyang out of the Yanwang Palace, and he planned to follow the boss up, he had a very powerful spatial talent, if there was anything abnormal, he could also come and bring Emperor Yunxiao out.

It's just that he didn't take a few steps, and just stepped on the ladder, a terrifying momentum crushed him to the point that his knees were weak, and he fell directly on the ladder.

Thanks to the emperor's quick eyes, she threw out a thunder whip in her hand and forcibly rolled down the kid with red pupils.

"You bastard, don't you see your eldest brother telling the others not to follow?

Although she complained, since she knew that the red pupil was the descendant of the fairy treasure hunting rat, the emperor attached great importance to it and had already recognized this brother of Emperor Yunxiao.

His knees were numb, his little face stiffened, he struggled slightly, touched the back of his head, and felt a sense of fear.

The moment the momentum descended, he felt as if he was facing a vast planet, which made him unable to resist at all.

Transcendent from the mundane, above all the low-level supremes he has seen, even if he takes a few Yellow Turban wrestlers compared to the other party, it is nothing to compare.

"Sister-in-law, above, there is at least one high-level supreme above, and the lowest cultivation is probably at the Eight Tribulations Divine Gang, or even a higher level. Big brother, he went up alone..."

Red Pupil didn't care about the soreness of her legs, and spoke cautiously, her tone full of worry.

Emperor Yunxiao is powerful, and after incarnating into the Demon God Law Body, his cultivation is close to the peak of the Second Tribulation Supreme, but against the owner of that momentum, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Eight Tribulation Gods?

The emperor and Fengzi gasped, and the black water cow holding the peerless battle axe on the side was about to fly out, and several people looked at each other, revealing a thick shock.

The identities of these people are very big, even immortals have seen them, and the emperor herself is the reincarnation of immortals.

But that was in the Middle Ages, when the heroes were numerous and the Immortal Dao was prosperous, in the era of the end of the law after nearly 40 million years, such a strong man could completely compete for the position of the Heavenly Venerable King at the top of the Immortal Holy Court.

As powerful as the Thunder Emperor Clan, barely comparable to the Eight Tribulations Divine Gang Throne, there is only one Thunder Heavenly King.

Of course, except for the Thunder Emperor Clan's Taizu, the Holy Lord who is in charge of the Supreme Thunder Law and cultivates to a level comparable to the Holy Land, is the body of the Holy Venerable.

"There's no need to worry too much, if that existence in the True Martial God King Hall really wants to be unfavorable to the Emperor Martial Emperor, we will be wiped out if we hook our fingers, and we won't wait for him to go up. ”

Feng Cangyan's five fingers clenched, when he was in the universe, his cultivation of an immortal heir was not weak, and the Kaiyang Wheel Great True Person was enough to rank among the pinnacles of a cultivation star, and it was also a high-profile existence in the major sects.

But after entering the Qingyun Immortal Mansion this time, the terrifying powerhouses he encountered one after another hit his pride.

In this immortal palace alone, there are at least twenty or thirty supreme powerhouses, and one by one they can easily handle him, the most valued concubine of the immortal phoenix.

After all, it's still too weak!

If he had the cultivation of the Three Tribulations Shengang Realm at the moment, with the bloodline of the Demon Fire Flame Phoenix, even the Shengang Supreme at the peak of the Six Tribulations would dare to call out.

We have to speed up the speed of bloodline stimulation, maybe the power of Emperor Wu can be used.

Feng Zi's eyes flickered, what he valued was not the Emperor Yunxiao Fighting Sage and the huge forces behind the Qingxia Young Palm Sect, as the head of the Immortal Phoenix Sect, he did not lack followers.

As a giant of the Immortal Phoenix, he has been silent for countless years, and naturally he has left him a considerable amount of power, but it has not yet reached the moment to use it.

For him, Di Yunxiao's alchemy was what made him salivate the most.

It is easy to be able to refine a quasi-saint pill of the seventh order, and if this fighting saint's alchemy talent releases a rumor, the six old guys of the Pharmacist Alliance will probably be alarmed to rob people.

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There were a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps in the Heavenly Ladder of the True Martial God King Palace, and when Emperor Yunxiao stepped on the last step of the ladder, the colorful glow in the sky shrouded him, and the vast vitality exploded, as if to assimilate him.

Emperor Yunxiao just stood in the glow, his eyes were closed, the thunder law, Buddhism, and fire law in his body were spinning wildly, and the runes of the three-color origin law lit up at the same time, forming a three-talent array to devour the glow.

A large amount of vitality poured into his limbs and bones, constantly consolidating his muscles and veins.

After a long time, the closed door of the True Martial God King Palace slowly opened to both sides, and two rows of five-zhang high puppet gold-armored guards walked out with their battles, and their neat steps were like cowhide war drums beating, shocking people's hearts.

A full twenty-four Jin Ge guards stood in separate positions, and the scarlet banner on the Changge in their hands was swaying in the wind, to be precise, it was burning.

One of the Six Heavenly Emperors of the Heavenly Court, the battle banner of the army under the command of the Arctic Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor!

Whew!

Looking at the flame-like battle flags in the hands of these puppet guards, the deep memory was awakened, and the blood in Di Yunxiao's body boiled all of a sudden.

The inheritance memory belonging to the Ziwei Heavenly Emperor exploded in his sea of knowledge all of a sudden, and the shackles that had been deliberately sealed were directly crushed with a click, and the severe pain hit, and Emperor Yunxiao couldn't help but roar angrily.

The wind and clouds changed dramatically, and the figure of a violent ape suddenly appeared behind Emperor Yunxiao, but this black shadow quickly disappeared, and then a giant phantom suddenly appeared.

A drop of golden-red blood was forced out from the center of Emperor Yunxiao's eyebrows, and the terrifying coercion was vented, and the volcanic lava below the shock shook, and gaps collapsed in many places, and the gas of smoke and sulfur surged up.

"Hey, this is the emperor's blood?"

From the depths of the True Martial God King Palace, a stunned voice came out, it was not the Land King Lord, but a terrifying existence with limbs imprisoned on the throne.

The golden light flashed slightly, the space was torn apart, and the graceful figure of the land lord appeared in the main hall.

Looking at the terrifying figure on the throne, he raised his head and showed a playful face:

"Yo, are you old fellow surprised? What's the matter, after being locked here for 50,000 years, this old bone hasn't completely rotted yet, right?"

The Land King Lord's expression was indifferent, as if he had long known the unfathomable existence in front of him.

The supreme being on the throne snorted coldly, and the three-color divine gold chains that imprisoned his limbs rattled, almost breaking directly, and at the critical moment, the dense rune brilliance engraved on it flashed, forcibly fixing him to the throne.

(End of chapter)