Chapter 237: Four Emperors, hehe

The ordinary-looking Wang Hui is holding a hairpin in her hand.

This hairpin is consistent with her appearance, and it looks extremely ordinary and ordinary.

But there is no doubt that this hairpin is a divine weapon.

Ye Cheng, who was born in iron, only needed a glance to see the origin and function of any divine soldier, but after he looked at it, he made him shake his hands unconsciously.

Because the origin of this hairpin is too big, so big that he feels that it is a little incredible to appear in the world.

Tianyan is the end of the cultivator's pursuit, Tianyan is divided into nine, and the most magical substances in the world are all in it, but Ye Cheng thinks that there are only two kinds of most magical things in this time, one is time, and the other is space.

Any material that has a relationship with time and space will be incomparably precious.

The hairpin in the hands of an ordinary woman is related to space, and it can be driven by essence and blood, which can break all things in the world.

Therefore, she can come to the underground of the seal of the Four Emperors, silently, without a trace, because she did not break the seal, but crossed the space and came to wander around.

Therefore, the woman opened her mouth and said the words 'stealing the sky and changing the day'.

But if he wants to steal the sky, Ye Cheng must do one thing, that is, to make the Four Emperors think that it is still him Ye Cheng who is in their seal.

So, he turned the iron ring of his little finger, and a short-handled hammer appeared in his hand.

Wang Hui saw Ye Cheng's movements, and instantly understood the deep meaning, and then she came to Ye Cheng's face, handed over the hairpin to Ye Cheng, and naturally took Ye Cheng's short hammer, her hand sank slightly, and her body tilted.

Ye Cheng held the woman, and then grinned.

Wang Hui's embarrassment flashed. Then he didn't speak again, but sat down cross-legged. But for some reason, holding Ye Cheng's hammer to smash Dadong Mountain, her palms were inexplicably sweating.

Ye Cheng didn't speak again. Instead, he glanced at the gradually dimming fiery red world, shook his body, and disappeared.

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The evening breeze caressed Qin Suling's excellent face, without bringing her a trace of comfort.

Because of the words of the old observer just now, Qin Suling fell into a long, long silence.

As a diva, Qin Suling has always been a person who knows how to make trade-offs, and can even be extremely ruthless at some times.

For example, when she left the imperial capital this time, she knew that the children she watched grow up would inevitably die, but she still came to Tianzhou. I came to the Shoutian Temple.

As the helmsman of the Zhou Dynasty, Qin Suling was also a person who was good at trading.

She has made many deals in her life, but there is a principle that it is okay to be detrimental to others, but it must be self-interested.

The old master wants Ye Cheng's corpse, from the perspective of trading, this is a matter that can be discussed, the question is, who can kill Ye Cheng?

Qin Suling raised his eyebrows, and the old viewer seemed to know Qin Suling's thoughts. Immediately said: "The old man is coming." ”

Qin Suling frowned and did not speak.

As a woman who knows how to trade, she naturally understands that if you want a fair trade, in addition to chips of equal value. The person who is trading must have something at the same time that makes the other person jealous.

If the old Guan Lord can kill Ye Cheng, then why not kill her directly, and then go and kill Ye Cheng. Simple and straightforward.

Therefore, if he wants to kill Ye Cheng, she must need her to do some despicable things.

It's just that. Qin Suling's hands can be dirty and blood-stained. But she was never mean.

Throughout Qin Suling's life, she has always been good at manipulating the general trend, both internally and externally, her victory is extremely simple, and she completely kills people with a heavy punch.

The deceased will remember the three words Qin Suling, with a name and a surname.

Of course, during this period, Qin Suling could let these enemies die in vain, but she didn't do it, not because she didn't know how to play despicable methods, but because she was shameless and despicable.

After the old watchman made this proposal.

The deal that could have been negotiated immediately collapsed, because in Qin Suling's opinion, a person like Lao Guan was not suitable to be an ally, because he was despicable.

So she didn't continue to talk about the deal, but took a step back, looked at the old watchman and said: "Let's stop this matter, if the old watcher has other wants, we can continue to talk, if not, the old watchman can test whether he can kill me." ”

Saying that, Qin Suling glanced at Tianyan and said softly, "If you can't, the little woman will stay here and see who in the world can win the road to the sky!"

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The shining tip of the sword was like a rising sun in the imperial city.

Whether it is a human or a demon, you can feel an extremely terrifying force brewing.

Under this round of sunrise is Lin Fan's little white face, but this kind of white does not look weak, but because of his extremely focused eyes, he looks radiant.

The corners of Zhou Liuhuo's mouth twitched slightly, Wu Dazhui touched his heart, which was not good, and Ye Ningshuang was a little worried.

And the little white dragon was foaming at the mouth......

He wanted to say, sixth brother, I am also a demon, have you considered my feelings.

But obviously, he couldn't open his mouth now, and he was trembling except for foaming at the mouth, even if Lin Fan's sword was not aimed at him.

Lin Fan didn't know that his fifth brother didn't look like a dragon at this time, like a loach that was only exposed to the sun, he just wanted to split this sword, but he always felt that something was missing.

This is an inexplicable feeling, first the true meaning of the sword of the epiphany of demons, and then the power of all the deceased, but if this sword cannot be split, Lin Fan, as the initiator, will definitely be counterattacked.

Lin Fan should split, he can also split, but he always feels that it is not perfect enough.

It's just that this imperfection has caused great panic to the demon clan, and in front of this sword, whether it is a hundred thousand demon clans or ten thousand demon clans, there is no difference, and there is no confidence.

The big demons began to dodge, especially before they reached the Xuan Realm, and they fled like dogs in the wilderness.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan decided not to wait any longer, his sword was not perfect, but he thought that if it was too perfect, it would actually be a flaw, so that there was still a trace of imperfection in this sword move, and he could go further in the future.

So, he dropped his arm and pointed his sword to the ground.

So, it flew wildly, swept the sky, and the ruins and ruins of the imperial city all flew up.

As a result, the demon clan rose from the ruins and broken walls in the wind, and the fragile one was like a piece of paper, which could be easily torn apart by someone.

So, the people were amazed, and the people cheered, and so, the Four Emperors came......

The four demon emperors that appeared in the four directions of the southeast, south, and northwest prevented all this from continuing to happen, and everything was restored in a short time, but the imperial city became much more empty and dirty.

Their lips trembled unconsciously, and they looked at Lin Fan, ready to kill the killer.

Lin Fan and the others could naturally only wait obediently for death at such a moment, if the Terran powerhouse did not appear.

Of course, the powerhouses of the human race will appear, whether it is Zhen Wuzi, Shoutianguan, or the top figures of other sects, they have actually already arrived in the imperial city.

It's just that they need to wait for stronger opponents.

But they haven't happened yet, and I don't know that a whisper came from a corner, but this whisper reached everyone, every demon's ears.

This whisper is: "Four Emperors, hehe." (To be continued......)