Chaos Emperor System

Sanniang was slightly taken aback, this Heaven Swallowing Holy Beast is still hiding its strength?

Looking at Sanniang's stunned look, Tun Tianyu said earnestly: "In this world, not necessarily what you want to see is true, and it may also be what others want you to see, understand?"

Sanniang nodded half understanding.

Tuntian felt like he was playing the piano with a cow, so he stopped talking.

Sanniang didn't ask too much, at least for now, Tian Yuan doesn't have any 'life-threatening concerns'!

...

Sunset pilgrimage, land of ruins.

Ye Hao caressed the vermilion gate carefully, and suddenly felt a bulge, so he touched it carefully, and felt that there was a word engraved on it.

Ye Hao told everyone about this discovery, and everyone stroked the door carefully.

After a while, they found all four tiny raised packets on the door.

The four of them put together the fonts they discovered and formed the four characters "Yi, Li, Break, Zhi"!

According to the literal meaning, it is obviously a forced entry.

"Have the four of you cracked this gate?" Wearing a red dragon robe is Yansheng King, the ruler of the Fenghuo Dynasty. His temper has always been hot. Seeing that Ye Hao and the others had some ink stains, his eyes could not help but glow. .

Ye Hao smiled and said: "The four of us have cracked the secret of this door, but we can't open this door. It says to break it with strength, but our cultivation base is far from enough."

"It's not easy to break it with strength, flash card!"

The Yansheng King let out a low cry, circle after circle of flames emerged around his body, and his face became red.

Seeing this, Ye Hao and the others immediately stepped aside.

"Hey, open it for me!"

A giant fireball quietly took shape and hit the vermilion gate heavily. At the moment the fireball hit, a faint light radiated from the vermilion gate, and then the giant fireball disappeared.

It was like being swallowed by the vermilion gate.

"Huh?" Yan Sheng Wang frowned slightly,

how is this

Just when everyone was puzzled, a fist-sized fireball suddenly flew out from the door.

This fireball is more than ten times smaller than the one thrown by the Yansheng King just now!

boom!

Before the fireball reached Yansheng King, it was frozen in mid-air by a sudden ice wall on the ground, and then turned into slag.

Next to King Yansheng, a young man wearing snow-white icy clothes suddenly appeared and said, "There is something weird about this door, let's attack together!"

"good!"

Yan Shengwang and the man in Tsing Yi shot together.

This time, it was a fireball surrounded by circles of ice blades, which bombarded the scarlet gate with the power of the holy king in the spirit.

Just like last time, it disappeared quietly and then reappeared quietly, but its size has shrunk several times.

At this time, the sub-sage king sneered and said, "What's wrong with the two saint kings? The attack is so weak? Could it be that they didn't eat when they came here!"

Yan Sheng Wang has always disliked this person who speaks yin and yang and strange, and said slightly angrily: "If you have the ability, come here, don't make it look like you are very powerful, both are holy kings in the spirit, who is better than the other?" How about more powerful?"

"Hmph!" The Sub-Sage King snorted coldly, obviously disapproving of what the Yan Sage King had just said.

Using spiritual power with both hands, the figure moved lightly, stepped forward, and appeared directly in front of the vermilion gate, and then patted the palm of the hand lightly, directly on the vermilion gate.

Squeak!

The door quietly opened a crack.

The triumphant look on Yashengwang's face couldn't be stopped, but before he could speak, he felt a strong wave suddenly coming from the door, and then he was shocked back dozens of steps before stopping his figure.

"Hahaha." Yansheng King laughed loudly: "I thought our Sub-Sage King was so powerful, but it's just a soft-legged shrimp."

Yasheng's face turned livid with anger.

At this time, Ye Hao stood up and said: "If you still want to go in, go together, use all your attacks, don't leave room!"

After saying that, a fiery red long sword appeared in Ye Hao's hand, and Ye Hao took the lead in attacking the vermilion gate.

Then came the three of Zhou Yu, who each mobilized their own spiritual power to attack the gate.

Although the cultivation of the four of them was not high in the eyes of these holy kings, their enthusiasm still played a role. Everyone made their own calculations and attacked the vermilion gate together.

Boom boom boom!

In this way, the vermilion gate suffered one attack after another, and it didn't take long for the vermilion gate emitting a strange red light to be riddled with holes.

After it had withstood an attack it shouldn't have endured in this period, the gate finally came crashing down.

It was dark inside the palace, and nothing could be seen.

At this time, the Yasheng King quietly came behind the four of Ye Hao, summoned a wave of spiritual power and pushed the four of them directly into the darkness, and whispered in the ears of the four of them: "It's your turn to show, cannon fodder!"

The four of them were enveloped by a wave of spiritual power from the Holy King in the Spirit, and they were thrown directly into the red palace.

Yansheng King looked at this scene and said: "That's your own brother, you really can do it, you are worthy of being a rebellious son who killed his father!"

"This is my family business, it's none of your business!" Yasheng Wang said impatiently.

The attention of the two people who were about to quarrel was immediately attracted by the screams coming from the hall, and the two groups of people rushed into the hall at the same time.

Just after the two groups left, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a stern face appeared in front of the red palace.

There is a group of soldiers behind him. Looking around, these soldiers are all monks of the Little Saint King Realm. They are all golden armors with golden scimitars. There is also a big "Ancient" character engraved on the chest armor .

He had been here for a long time, so it could be said that he had witnessed the whole process, and he did not show up until all these people had gone in. Naturally, he had important things to do.

At this moment, there was a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

With a big wave of his hand, he led twenty monks from the Little Spirit Saint King Realm to file in.

...

Sunset pilgrimage, in the secret room of the imperial palace.

The adoptive father of the ruler of the Sunset Sacred Dynasty sat on the futon with a smile on his face, and his whole body was still glowing slightly red.

And around him are still floating fireballs, ice blades, palm prints, sword lights and other attacks full of spiritual power.

The old man stretched out his palm, grabbed a fireball casually, swallowed the fireball with a big mouth, and after hiccupping, his own cultivation unexpectedly increased slightly.

"The attack of the holy king in the spirit is really delicious. It's much easier than hard training. Unfortunately, that's all that's left, but they should have already entered the hall."

"I hope they will like the gift I prepared for them, hahaha."

After laughing, he took a piece of ice blade and threw it into his mouth like eating an orange. After chewing twice, he swallowed it, and his cultivation increased slightly.