Episode 5: The Road of the Emperor

Chapter 422 Domineering "Huh"

The cold prison palace shook his hand, threw the iron sword on the ground, and inserted it into a rock, trembling, blood dripping, shocking.

"Zitiandu, aren't you here for me, it's really hard for you, otherwise I'm going to the Eastern Wilderness to kill you." ”

The calm and natural words made the temperature in the garden drop sharply, and the cold prison palace said it very casually, but it revealed a strong self-confidence.

"You think you can kill me..."Zi Tiandu stood up, inheriting the bloodline of the primeval royal family, making him tall and majestic, and at the same time extremely heroic, like a purple heavenly king.

"If you can't even kill you, how can you have the day when you are invincible. "The Cold Prison Palace carried his hands behind his back, facing a young master in the primeval royal family, and he didn't look like he was facing a great enemy at all.

In the rear, whether it is Wu Fei of Nanling Heavenly Maiden, or several other pearls, their expressions are changing, and there are Shenhua circulating.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan all looked shocked, and they felt the pressure that was about to suffocate. They seem to have seen a picture, hundreds of thousands of years later, the Terran Holy Body has become a great whole, ruling the world, oppressing their generation, and all the people in the Five Domains are silent, and the entire world has lost its voice.

"Hmph......

A cold snort came, and two old ancient beings suddenly appeared, covered with purple scales, which was terrifying and incomparably infiltrating.

"Don't be ashamed, even the bloodline of the ancient emperor may not dare to say this, what are you a human holy body!"

"Our people have been asleep for too long, forgotten. No matter how strong you are, you're just a physique in the human race, just a Waguer!"

The two old ancient creatures stepped forward together, this was to immediately exert their power and defeat all the confidence and belief in the Cold Prison Palace.

Their bodies swelled, as fierce and terrifying as two prehistoric dragons, and their scales pierced the void with their bodies.

"Get out!"

The cold prison palace carried one hand on its back, and only swung out its right fist, and suddenly the golden blood was monstrous, filling the garden and destroying the heavens and the earth!

The six reincarnation fists, brave and boundless, indomitable, only this one punch out, what magic weapon, what belief, what battle spirit, all were crushed.

The two ancient beings are very powerful, and if they come to fight normally, the Cold Prison Palace will also take a lot of effort and feet, but at this time, the supreme blow of concentrating the spirit and spirit is hit, and the effect is completely different.

"Poof"

The two old creatures were broken into a dozen pieces, and their bones and remnants were scattered in all directions, turning into a blood mist and disintegrating between heaven and earth.

Don't talk about the others, even Zitian's pupils are constricted, and his hair is flying, and his whole body is full of purple light.

Everyone gasped, this was the difficulty of the two ancient beings, but they were nothing in front of the Holy Body, they didn't even block a punch, and they were shattered in a vacuum.

At this time, the golden battle aura was pervasive, and the power of the holy body was surging, submerging the entire garden, and the cold prison palace forced its eyes forward, walking step by step.

At this time, Li Tian appeared, standing at the exit of the garden, blocking everyone's way, with an evil smile on his face.

And Yan Yixi is another temperament, suave in white, elegant out of the dust, blocked in the back garden, blocking the way.

"Holy Body of the Terrans, I was about to look for you, and I sent it to the door myself, there is nothing to say, kill!" Zi Tiandu finally made a move.

Above his head, a purple ancient tower rose and fell, thundering in the sky, and thousands of thick purple qi fell, protecting his friend below.

"Look.

He was very conceited, his expression was cold, he hit head-on, and he blasted out with a punch directly, and he was indomitable.

The sound of the fist is like a tsunami, vast and deafening, one after another, like Lang rolling nine days, roaring endlessly, making people's ears buzz.

This is a huge fist force, engraved with traces of the Dao, densely intertwined, emitting waves like lightning and thunder, purple qi surging, like a big river rushing, alarming the entire small world.

In the other gardens, many masters were all terrified, and they looked in this direction together, and their hearts were shocked.

The treasure of the cold prison palace is solemn, the heart is clear, the body is sealed, and the rest has the posture of the co-master of the human race, the king of the world, the eyes of all races, the avenue is vast, and it is the only one.

The seal of the king of people!

He cast this magic seal at this moment, and naturally used an extremely special meaning to face off against the descendants of the ancient royal family, and showed his determination to use this ancient treasure seal that had been lost for many years to show his determination.

The right hand of the Cold Prison Palace turned into a piece of heaven and earth treasure seal, engraved with the immortal holy light of the human race, and fell with a blow, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.

Never before had he understood this kind of treasure seal so thoroughly, and his spirit was sublimated, like an iron will all poured into the human king seal.

At this moment, heaven and earth are in harmony, the vast avenue roars, rumbles and moves, and an immortal light flows out from the surface of the cold prison palace, making him sacrosanct, solemn and grand.

The hearts of several Nanling Junhiko present were all pounding, and they couldn't help but have the urge to bow their heads and bow down.

Wu Fei, one of the Four Heavenly Maidens, and several pearls in Nanling also looked strange, resisting this coercion with all their might.

"Count!"

As soon as the seal of the king of people came out, there was an inexplicable light in this piece of heaven and earth, which spread to all directions, but all the human races were restless in their hearts, and their blood was boiling.

This is the first collision between the Cold Prison Palace and the Purple Heavenly Capital!

The purple qi was rolling, running through the Nine Heavens, the Purple Heavens roared, and the hair all stood upside down, and an ancient king appeared behind him.

And behind the Cold Prison Palace, there is also a human race co-master, all of which seem to be about to collapse the heavens of the ages, terrifying.

"Rumble ......"

In the violent collision, the seal of the human king fell, and the co-master of the human race behind the cold prison palace who was exactly the same as him won and trampled the ancient king under his feet.

"Ah...... Zi Tiandu roared, and an even more ferocious punch came to kill.

The cold prison palace also roared, and the black hair was like a waterfall, all of which were spread out, opening and closing, and suppressing forward.

This punch dominates the world, with the indomitable momentum of the young master of the Divine Spirit Valley, the qi runs through Changhong, the purple-clothed hunting, and the battle aura he exudes is like a turbulent sea.

How brave the Cold Prison Palace is, at this level, he has no secret of any Sendai second-layer celestial figures, and it is impossible for him to retreat.

This blow was earth-shattering, and the two collided together to emit a light like the collapse of the starry sky, which became the center of the storm, quickly spreading towards the four fields.

A large area of blood rain flew, the purple sky was scattered, the whole arm was drenched in blood, and the right fist was even more deformed, and in an uncontrollable spasm, it flew out sideways.

With this blow, everything had a result, and his flesh was absolutely inferior...... "The fist was almost shattered, and the sharp pain distorted his facial features, leaving a large blood stain.

There are always people who say how good the Holy Body is and how the flesh shell is unparalleled, but as the inheritor of the primeval royal family, he has always been conceited, and he has never seen this kind of physique, and he doesn't believe that anyone can be compared with the royal family.

The body of the primeval royal family can't stop the holy body, this is everyone's most intuitive cognition, subconsciously, can the bloodline of the primeval emperor be stopped?

The cold prison palace was attacked violently, and after the line of words was unfolded, it came to the front like a bolt of lightning, and it was still the seal of the king of people, and it was shot down like a golden mountain cliff.

A drum sounded, dull like heavenly thunder, and a dragon skin drum appeared in Zitiandu's hand, and every time it was beaten, a piece of light rushed out.

"Boom!"

In the end, it was like a mountain and a sea, the majestic mountains and rivers rushed forward overwhelmingly, and the endless purple waves impacted, blocking the road ahead of the Cold Prison Palace.

This is a kind of ancient Dao Tianyin, Zitian blocks the Cold Prison Palace with mana and understanding of the Dao, and it is enough for the flesh shell to collide once, he has already suffered a big loss, and he doesn't want to let the other party get close again.

"Crackling ......"

His bones crackled...... and the "twisted right fist joint displacement...... quickly grew back to its original form, returning to its peak state.

"Knock," "Come......

The heavenly drum shook, like thousands of troops galloping one after another, purple waves rushed towards the cold prison palace...... "The drum sound shook the sky, and every wisp could kill a master."

The purple sound wave seemed to shatter the will of heaven and earth, and the cold prison palace was dizzy, this was a terrifying secret treasure, and its lethality was amazing.

The dragon skin drum, which is based on the weapon of an ancient ancestor king, imitates the weapon refined, the power is extremely great, and sometimes a sudden blow can directly destroy the opponent's primordial spirit, and kill in an instant.

At such a close distance, if it weren't for the cold prison palace facing this kind of drumming, I am afraid that other people would have died on the spot.

"Open it for me!".

The right hand of the Cold Prison Palace, Wang Yin, turned into a sky-turning seal with his left hand, breaking all the Dao marks and slapping towards the purple dragon skin drum...... "I want to penetrate it."

"Knock ......"

The drum beat was dull, and the purple sky was angry, and his eyes were like cold electricity and the big drum was vibrated vigorously...... "Thousands of sound waves were struck, and the front was drowned."

And on its head, the purple ancient tower hooked the nine heavens, thundered and bursts, and fell thick purple qi, like thousands of purple swords slashing the cold prison palace.

"Boom ......"

The road ahead of the Cold Prison Palace was blocked, his mind was restless, his spirit was unstable, and he was almost knocked out by two ancient secret treasures, and his body shook for a while.

Next to him, Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, Xie Siyuan and others were shocked for a while, and they all flew upside down, with some expectations in their hearts, wishing Zitian a big victory, after all, they had just attacked the Cold Prison Palace behind their backs, and they were afraid that he would have heard it.

The sound of drums shook the sky, directly shattering the void around the Cold Prison Palace, and the purple sound waves roared, like thousands of troops and horses trampling on, terrifying.

"Female!"

The Cold Prison Palace shouted loudly, confronting Gu Yin with the mantra, and this shout made the souls of all the monks in the entire small world tighten, as if they had been hit hard.

You can imagine how terrifying the duel in the field is, behind the Cold Prison Palace, there is a demon god exactly like him...... "The law presses the heavens and the earth, and the whole garden is shattered."

As soon as the Buddhist mantra came out, "It is the same as opening the heavens and the earth, here the earth, fire, feng shui rotates, and is torn apart, and a terrible light rushes into the purple qi and hits the dragon skin drum."

"Fierce"

There was a shocking sound, and this time the drum was not shot out by Zitiandu himself, but by the Cold Prison Palace, and the divine energy like the ocean sprayed thin.

Zi Tiandu screamed, trembling all over, and the dragon skin drum was pierced under the sound of tons of words, this is a secret treasure, it has a strong power, and the living fossil and the supreme holy lord cannot destroy it.

However, today it was shattered by a loud roar from the Cold Prison Palace, and this secret treasure became history, the drum skin was deflated, the light was dim, and what was even more terrifying was that it was still shattering.

The mantra of the word "ton ......" was secretly transformed by the cold prison palace with the word fighting, and it became a holy sound suitable for his operation, and the power at this time can be seen. Before Yu Wei was dispersed, Zi Tiandu's body was shaking violently, and cracks appeared.

"What?!"

In the distance, everyone was taken aback, the Holy Body of the Terran Race made people feel terrifying, just a loud roar, let the enemy suffer heavy losses.

"Poof......

Zi Tiandu opened his mouth and coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and the ancient tower above his head shook, and tens of thousands of purple qi fell, finally cutting off the aftermath of the tonnage of words.

"Even my dragon skin drum has broken ......" Zi Tian retreated, staring blankly at the broken drum in his hand that had been shattered and only a horn of dragon skin remained.

At the beginning, he tried every possible way to bombard with various weapons, but he didn't damage this weapon in the slightest, but now he was shattered by a roar, how terrible is this?

Wu Fei, the goddess of Nanling, couldn't help but touch her guzheng, she entered the Tao with a sound rhythm, knowing how terrible the god-sound duel was, and she was shocked by the roar of the cold prison palace.

Chen Yuan and Xie Siyuan were also pale, and they couldn't help but think about what would happen if they were in the middle of the battlefield...... Prison letter sodium "boom"

The cold prison palace burned out the sky like a furnace, and the powerful aura was so strong that people couldn't breathe, and no matter how far they stood, they couldn't bear the palpitations.

Several pearls in Nanling were disgraced, they didn't know that the Cold Prison Palace was powerful, but watching the battle in person at this time, they felt even more terrifying.

There was not a single one who did not retreat, and even the many spectators who arrived later were hairy...... They all retreated to the sky.

"Is this the Eucharist?"