"Four Emperors, hehe. "It's not from Ye Cheng, who has just gotten out of trouble.

Instead, it is a monk Jingzha from Cicada Temple who is dressed in a robe and looks only middle-aged but extremely burly.

After saying this, he didn't rush to make a move, but came to Lin Fan and the others step by step, and then stood still and glanced at Lin Fan appreciatively.

Such an appreciative look rarely appears in Jingzha's eyes, and the people who can get his appreciative eyes have already been famous in the world over the years.

Lin Fan didn't know who the monk in front of him was, he didn't even glance at the monk, he was still intoxicated by the sword he had just made.

The light of that sword kept flashing back in his mind, and he desperately wanted to know what was missing in it, and finally found that what he was missing was nothing but emotions.

Emotions are a wonderful thing and something that can work miracles.

For example, thirty years ago, it was rumored that an ordinary woman overturned a carriage with her bare hands in order to save her child, for example, when someone was hysterical, she accidentally killed her relatives, such as ............

When Lin Fan felt the sword before, he felt guilty in his heart, ashamed that someone died to protect him, so that sword was far beyond the usual level, allowing him to understand how to gather the qi of the dead heaven and earth.

This sword was purely for the sake of perception, although the power was far greater than the previous sword, but it was only because it gathered the heaven and earth qi of countless deceased, and there was no special emotion in his sword.

So, there is no spirituality of the previous sword.

Jingzha didn't know that Lin Fan was thinking hard about the perception of the sword just now, but when she saw Lin Fan's appearance, she knew that he was reminiscing, so she simply didn't bother anymore. He turned around and sat down on the floor.

After the arrival of the monk Jingzha. The Four Emperors of the Demon Clan appeared everywhere in the sky.

The oriental green snake coiled in the clouds and mist, and the snake letter spat slightly. The sky was blue.

In the south, there are giant rooks flying high, just one action, and the entire imperial capital has set off a once-in-a-century wind.

The white tiger in the west, which was like jade, fell to the ground, and its huge and thick claws stepped on the tiles of a temple that had not yet been affected.

The north was as calm as ever, and at some point an old man with a hunchback appeared on the open cracked stone road, armed with a cane. The figure of eight outside the feet is extremely serious, but it is just 'clicking' walking, walking unhurriedly.

Zhou Liuhuo shook his neck, slightly nervous in his heart.

In the Demon Clan Demon God Temple, there are as many as seventy-two demons called emperors, and the general demon emperor is only the preliminary strength of the Xuan Realm, which is on par with Zhou Liuhuo, but these four in front of him are the oldest in the Demon God Temple. The four strongest of them.

If Ye Cheng hadn't broken through the underground seal, Zhou Liuhuo would have understood that the top powerhouses in the imperial capital could only compete with four people.

Therefore, what he was thinking about now was how to send Lin Fan underground. It can't be expected that these few people in the imperial capital can wipe out the four emperors here.

After the Four Emperors appeared, an old Taoist priest also came as promised, of course, there was a small Taoist priest beside him who was only the shoulders of the old Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest was curious. As the master walked all the way, he looked around. In the end, he was the same as Jingzha, and locked his eyes on Lin Fan's body. Then he used his way to express his praise for Lin Fan's sword, he gave a thumbs up, and his mouth was curled, looking like you are so powerful.

The old Taoist priest stood beside Jingzha, and said respectfully for no reason: "Master." ”

Jingzha nodded slightly, his backup was extremely high in Zhou Tian, even if someone with the same status as him still had to perform the etiquette of the juniors when he saw him, which had long been accustomed to this.

After the old Taoist priest arrived, he glanced at not far away, Zhen Wuzi's figure was swaying in the imperial city for a while, and he was already standing beside them when he stood still.

But unlike before, this time Zhen Wuzi carried a sword behind his back, and this sword was very long, so long that it had already mopped the floor, and it was so long that the hilt of the sword was higher than Zhen Wuzi's hairpin.

After the three of them stood still, they did not rush to move, but waited calmly.

The Four Emperors of the Demon Race seem to have been very familiar with the three of them for a long time, whether it was the race battle thousands of years ago, or the skirmish between the human race and the demon race later, the two sides had a fight.

It's just that after reaching their level, it is difficult to really kill each other.

But today they need to separate life and death, because this battle is very important for both the human race and the demon race, because the location of this battle is in the imperial city in the imperial capital.

............

When Lin Fan didn't know how to cultivate, he often wondered if a true top cultivator could move mountains and reclaim the sea, and pick up the stars and the moon.

The answer is not yet available, but there are naturally countless legends, and today he was fortunate enough to see two real top cultivators confronting each other, but the moment the two sides fought, they all lost their gorgeous coats.

There is no bright light, no storms in the sky, and no dimming of the sun, moon and stars.

Some are just irritable moves to the extreme, like the impact of the stars colliding again and again.

Lin Fan understood the truth of the simplicity of the avenue when he was in Wanshuge, but when he saw that the real top powerhouse was actually fighting like this, he couldn't help but feel his blood surging and his heart beating faster.

Before Zhen Wuzi made a move, he said, "Apprentice, look at it." ”

Then his body swept out the air with a single step, and his sword slammed out of its sheath, and the sound of the explosion seemed to pierce people's eardrums in an instant.

Without any tricks, without any spells, Zhen Wuzi is like a brave general on the battlefield, the long sword is extremely simple, but the most efficient direct piercing, as if directly piercing space and time, so sharp that people feel that even if there is a mountain in front of him, he will be pierced through.

Zhen Wuzi's opponent is an old man of the demon clan from the north.

Although he is not obvious, he is the most difficult true Xuanwu Emperor among the four.

He didn't dodge or dodge, he just opened his hands, and no light appeared in his palms, but the moment he opened his hands, the entire imperial city seemed to shake, and then his hands were closed, trying to clamp Zhen Wuzi's long sword in the palm of his hand.

Zhen Wuzi changed his moves, and Emperor Xuanwu changed his moves at the same time.

Zhen Wuzi turned the long sword into a sweep, still simple and still sharp, while the Xuanwu Emperor was more direct, and the seemingly old body was straight into Zhen Wuzi's arms.

Under a roar, the earth trembled again, and in Lin Fan's slightly narrowed pupils, the two sides turned into afterimages, except for the continuous cracking sound in his ears, he couldn't see the figures of the two in front of him, all he could see was the sinking ground.

............

............

Zhen Wuzi told Lin Fan to be optimistic, then there must be a value of optimism.

It's just that as this battle becomes more and more intense and more rapid, Lin Fan can't even see it clearly, how can he take a good look?

Moreover, Lin Fan did not forget the fact that the original purpose of the demon clan was not to distinguish between life and death, but to kill himself, and now there are only three top powerhouses of the human race standing here, so the demon clan is four demon emperors, how can the remaining one resist?

But it seems that other people didn't think of this, Monk Jingzha glanced at the White Tiger Demon Emperor, and then disappeared in place, and the roar from the west came, and the palace at the feet of the White Tiger fell apart in an instant.

The old Taoist priest smiled, stood in the position facing the east casually, and asked: "You are not a green dragon, I don't know why you entered the Demon God Temple thousands of years ago and became one of the demon gods of the Quartet, and I have not fought with you before, since I have arrived in the imperial capital today, I should be hospitalized." ”

The clouds and mist spread in the east, and the green snake spit out the snake letter in the air, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the old Taoist's words, but after the old Taoist priest saw the snake letter, he said with certainty: "This forked tongue is really ugly, it should be pulled out." ”

After speaking, he jumped into the sky, raised his hand and pressed down, the clouds and mist dissipated, and an invisible pressure suddenly came, and the people standing on the ground felt a sudden sinking under their feet.

At this time, the top masters of the Terran race have already chosen their opponents.

But it missed the Southern Demon Emperor.

Wu Dazhui is a real man who is afraid of high and water, his heart is tight, he can only look at Zhou Liuhuo, the meaning in his eyes is extremely obvious, obviously this southern demon emperor needs the two of them to work together to resist.

Of course, Zhou Liuhuo also thought so, but they also missed someone.

But this can't be blamed on them, because this person is a little short, too immature, and besides, he has no reputation in the imperial capital and even Zhou Tian, so people don't know his strength at all.

He is the little Taoist priest who followed the old Taoist priest here.

Zhou Liuhuo and Wu Da Hammer had just taken a step forward, and the little Taoist priest said softly: "I like birds the most, I'll clean up this big southern bird." ”

This remark really tasted like wild words, but the little Taoist priest had a serious face and couldn't see any signs of big words.

But even if he was a reclusive disciple of the ancestor of Xuanzong, how could he resist the Demon Emperor at such a young age?

The little Taoist priest quickly gave an answer, he whistled, and was walking towards the south with cheerful steps, but was stopped by Lin Fan.

The little Taoist priest was puzzled, and Lin Fan said solemnly: "The little Taoist chief still let my two elder brothers come." ”

The little Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, understanding that Lin Fan was kind, but still asked, "Do I look so weak?"

The little Taoist priest has a baby face, not to mention his short stature, he looks even thinner like a chicken, and of course he looks very weak.

Of course, this is not easy to say, and the little Taoist priest has already learned the answer from Lin Fan's expression, but he still pulled out his wooden sword like a toy, pointed the sword to the west, and asked Lin Fan again: "Do you know what fire is most afraid of?"

Lin Fan frowned, and without waiting for an answer, he saw that the southern sky suddenly dimmed, and a huge gap suddenly appeared, and then a sinking dust fell.

That's right, there was a burst of dust, and the sky was actually falling.

The soil particles are distinct, and each particle seems to be extremely heavy, and these heavy soil particles are not turned into ashes after entering the flames, but continue to break through the flames, like a bamboo.

But in an instant, the earth poured into the fiery world, like, like, a mosaic of a picture. (To be continued......)