Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

at the same time.

Zhongyu.

The first dominating peak.

Boundless pressure spread in all directions, the peak was completely covered by clouds, and heavy rain fell from the clouds. In every drop of rain, the figure of a middle-aged man was reflected.

To be precise, two!

They look exactly the same, but their clothes are different, one is a green shirt and the other is a yellow robe.

There is only one person in the world who is qualified to stand at the top of the First Lord's Peak, and that is the current Holy Lord, Yuan Ling!

The figure in yellow robe is Yuan Ling's clone.

The figure in green shirt is Yuan Ling’s original figure who just returned not long ago!

The heavy rain poured down on Yuan Ling, but Yuan Ling's original body and clone seemed to be in two different worlds, and they were not wet at all.

They sat across from each other on the floor, with a pot of steaming tea in front of them. The fragrance of tea spread around, and even a sip of it made people feel relaxed and happy.

"Aren't you willing to give up?"

I don't know how much time passed, but Yuan Ling's clone suddenly spoke. At the same time, he picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and then put the teapot down, completely ignoring the teacup in front of him.

If someone is here, they will definitely be able to tell that the voice of Yuan Ling's clone is not the voice that Yuan Ling should have at all. It is extremely strange, since it is different!

It was clearly a young man who sounded young talking!

Before Yuan Ling could speak, the clone said again: "That's right... It took so long and endless resources to accumulate the Domination Realm clones. I'm afraid someone will be willing to give them away!"

There was a smile on the clone's face, but it was not gentle and looked extremely cold.

After Yuan Ling heard this, his expression immediately changed, and he suddenly knelt down on one knee towards the clone, as if facing a great disaster.

"My subordinates dare not!"

"The Eighth Prince's cultivation of his subordinates is beyond the comparison of a mere clone. Not to mention that this clone is only in the realm of Human Emperor, even if it has reached the level of Earth Spirit, as long as the Eighth Prince needs it, his subordinates will never hesitate! "

"oh?"

The clone's smile grew wider: "If that's really the case, why not... just give your true self to this prince?"

Yuan Ling's expression froze.

"Hahaha……"

The clone laughed loudly: "Look at how scared you are. With my cousin's current level of cultivation, a clone in the human emperor realm is enough. Besides, if I really take away your body, it will also waste a lot of money." Time is not worth the gain.”

"Don't worry, whether it's your true self or your clone, it's just a transition for this prince. I am the chosen one. I really don't like this thing about you."

After hearing this, Yuan Ling himself remained silent, but it could be seen that he was slightly relieved.

"Why do those old guys in the universe make those rules that don't matter? It's so annoying..."

The yellow-robed clone continued: "If it weren't for these rules, my prince's lovely cousin would have been lying in the coffin long ago, so why would I have to put in so much effort?"

Yuan Ling himself hesitated for a moment and said: "There is nothing we can do about this. If an outsider comes to the Milky Way starry sky, it will immediately cause the Milky Way starry sky to collapse."

There was one more thing he didn't say - without these rules, the planes in the universe would have dropped by more than 90%!

Of course, thinking about it, he would never dare to say this.

"Collapse of the Milky Way and the Starry Sky? What does this have to do with me, Prince? They are just a bunch of ants. If they die, they will die. The universe is so big, so short of such a plane?" The yellow-robed clone sneered, his eyes full of hope for life. of indifference.

Immediately afterwards, the yellow-robed clone snorted again and said: "With the qualifications of this prince, if I devote myself to practice, my cultivation will be more than this. How can it be so difficult to seize the clone of you, the early human emperor?" Because of that damn thing, I wasted too much of my prince’s time!”

Yuan Ling listened to the words of the yellow-robed clone and showed no sign of wanting to talk, because he didn't dare to talk at all.

I am afraid that no living being in the Milky Way starry sky would have thought that this most powerful being, whom they regarded as the 'Holy Lord', would be so obedient and groveling.

"puff!"

"What is this? Can you drink it?"

The yellow-robed clone took a sip of tea, but suddenly spit it out, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Eighth Prince, calm down, Eighth Prince, calm down..."

Yuan Ling himself said immediately: "The Milky Way starry sky is not comparable to the universe. Although this tea is not worthy of the status of the Eighth Prince, this is already the best tea I can find!"

Over the years, Yuan Ling had gained a very thorough understanding of the eighth prince.

Underneath the appearance of outstanding talent and unparalleled astonishment, in fact, he is just a sick skin that has been pampered and pampered!

Yuan Ling felt that he was cruel enough, but everything he did was insignificant in front of the Eighth Prince.

It was precisely for this reason that Yuan Ling was so afraid of him. He knew very well that with his own cultivation, in the eyes of the Eighth Prince, he was no different from those ants.

The reason why I found him was entirely because of that person!

"okay."

The yellow-robed clone was too lazy to look at Yuan Ling's pale face and suddenly asked, "Where has he gone?"

"Tai Ah Palace, soaring to the heaven realm!" Yuan Ling said.

"Oh? You really guessed it right."

The yellow-robed clone showed that sickly and weird smile again: "It seems that he has broken through to the eighth level of Taoism? After coming out of the Sky Realm, is it likely to reach the ninth level?"

"No, he has reached the ninth level, and entering the Sky Realm should be to challenge the cultivation of the tenth level Taoist saint." Yuan Ling said.

"Is it?"

The yellow-robed clone was not surprised by Su Han's cultivation. Instead, his smile became even brighter: "You are worthy of being my cousin Jing Zhong, and worthy of being the crown prince of my Ziming Universe Kingdom! If you can break through to the tenth level of Taoist Saint If so, he should be able to fight even a half-step master, right? It's really terrifying. With this kind of fighting power, let alone the Milky Way and the stars, looking at the entire universe, there are probably very few people who can match him."

It sounded like a compliment, but the more he said it to the end, the colder the yellow-robed clone's face became.

"That's okay, that's okay...hahahaha!"

The yellow-robed clone suddenly burst into laughter: "Anyway, everything on him will eventually belong to me. Although I may not look down on this level of cultivation, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat, so let him take my place first." The prince should be busy for a while. When this prince descends into the galaxy and starry sky, he will know that everything he has done and everything he has is my prince's wedding dress!"

"Eighth Prince..."

Yuan Ling himself hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and asked: "Is it true that Ziming Universe Kingdom won't notice this matter?"