Diary of the Female Emperor

The blazing light flickered, the purple sacred fire was overwhelming, all kinds of precious magical powers swallowed the sacred light, and the violent murderous aura flooded the world.

The golden feather saint girl with blond hair is a general of the foreign race. Every time she **** her wings, she will turn out tens of thousands of golden feather arrows, covering the world. The golden sword in her hand is even more powerful. When it comes out, it will bring out a sky full of divine fire, like the incarnation of the **** of destruction.

On the side of the monster tribe, the Red Tiger tribe, the Thunder Niu tribe, and the Golden Horn Python tribe are among the thirteen sage tribes of the demon tribe. Each team has several semi-sage powerhouses who destroy the world with every gesture.

At the time when the three-way war was inextricably fought, the ancient bronze temple suddenly shone brightly and exuded a strong atmosphere of ancient times. The vast and unpredictable power gushed out like mountains and oceans. Everyone felt a powerful wave of life from the extreme. From the ancient temple.

"Boom boom boom..."

At this very tense moment, the gate of that huge bronze ancient temple suddenly gleamed with runes, countless dragons and phoenixes dancing, the opening of the door that was tightly closed was actually a little bit open.

Ruthless Man held his breath, stared wide-eyed, and looked inward, only to see a huge golden ancient coffin lying horizontally in the ancient hall, and the majestic breath of life came from the ancient coffin.

"In the ancient coffin, there must be the blood of my monster emperor!"

In the small cave sky, countless monsters are boiling and roaring. Among the monsters, blood is the honor. Even a drop of the blood of a monster emperor is enough to crush the sky and create countless great sages, even the great sage. Immortal existence on the world.

At this time, Tian Wuhou was fighting a dozen semi-sage powers alone. When he saw the golden ancient coffin, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a violent might erupted from him, instantly smashing all the semi-sages who were besieging him. Boom flew out.

"Canglong strikes the moon!"

Tian Wuhou roared, his right hand poked out, and layers of void collapsed. He turned into a big red gold hand nearly a hundred meters in size, and grabbed the ancient gold coffin in the bronze ancient temple like Mount Tai.

"Tianwuhou you dare!" Several strong red tiger clan roared wildly, transformed into the body, and rushed towards the big red gold hand madly, but before they got close, they were blown down by a powerful force. Fly back.

"This is the blood of my monster emperor! Tianwuhou, you are deceiving too much!!!"

The strong man of the Golden Horned Python clan shook the sky and roared, the golden horn above his head cracked inch by inch, and a dragon roar pierced through the world!

The golden horned python has the blood of the Primordial Dragon in its body, but the blood is very scarce. Even the stunning and brilliant Tianjiao can only keep the blood in the golden horn from dragon blood.

At this time, the semi-saint powerhouse of the Golden Horned Python family burned all these precious blood, at the expense of himself, forcibly inspiring the power of the ancient dragon!

"Oh..."

The golden horned python clan semi-saintly strongman's lin armor burst suddenly, a golden dragon roared out from it, exuding a coercion of the heavenly Jedi, the huge dragon claws leaned forward and directly drew the Tianwuhou’s Chijin's big hands shattered.

"If Sheng Wuhou arrives today, I might even be afraid to score a three-pointer, but Tian Wuhou will only suppress it!"

The golden dragon is majestic and unparalleled, looking down at Tian Wuhou, boldly making a move.

The battle between the two saints shook the void roaring and turbulent.

At this moment, a terrifying coercion suddenly fell from the sky, and many Youzu masters hidden in the black mist burst into explosions, spranging out a hideous alien powerhouse with gray horns on their heads.

"The Horned Chis!"

Seeing this group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared, all the forces present shouted out loud that this alien race had invaded the Saint Yuan Continent once tens of thousands of years ago, and all the strong remembered their strength.

"Haha...stupid human race, monster race, ten thousand years have passed, you are still so weak, this demon emperor treasure, I deserve to be owned by the Horned Chi family!"

A total of 13 strong horned Chi clan came here, all of them were in the Great Sacred Realm. The first one was in the void, reaching the Ninth Rank of the Great Sage, almost immortal.

Outside the demon emperor’s ruins, in the east, west, south and north of the Saint Yuan Continent, a number of terrifying wills soared into the sky, especially the one flying out of Zhongzhou, like an emperor, with endless anger, loudly said: "The Horned Clan, you are Dare to come to my Saint Yuan continent!"

There is another ocean-like will, revealing an endless aura, shaking the void: "Jiaochi tribe, Saint Yuan Continent is not where you should come."

"Haha...Holy Ancestor Human Emperor, worthy of being the strongest emperor of the Saint Ancestor Dynasty, much stronger than your ancestors. Don't worry, this time my Horned Clan is only here to take away a treasure that was lost thousands of years ago. It’s not yet time to invade!"

"Damn foreign race, give the emperor another thousand years, and the emperor will step on the ninth mountain and sea!"

The powerful will on the Saint Yuan Continent was extremely angry, but they did not dare to take it rashly. There were many immortality within the Horned Clan, and it was a great power in the Ninth Mountains and Seas, and no power in the Saint Yuan Continent was an enemy.

In the remains of the demon emperor, in the small cave, the strong of the Jiaochi tribe is fierce.

The headed Nine-turned Great Sage suppressed Tian Wuhou with a single finger, and his mighty power was like the Lingtian King.

The other great sages of the Horned Chi tribe each held a great wild spear and killed the two tribes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A master of the human race, a deity who died in battle, blood stained the battlefield, and has no resistance.

Ling Shuangxue was also forced into a desperate situation, the ribbon on his forehead was shattered, the frost silver gun in his hand was shot off, and he shouted in grief and indignation: "Where is the strong human race!"

A great sage of the Horned Clan holding a divine spear, with a hideous color, flew to the sky, picked up the divine spear, and stabbed towards Ling Shuangxue fiercely.

However, at this moment, a flat voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the Great Sage of the Horned Clan.

"The righteous man of my human race, how can I tolerate bullying!"

Zhang Tian appeared in front of Ling Shuangxue like a dust sword fairy, without any warning, the great wild spear that stabbed in front of him, along with the great sage of the Horned Clan who was holding it, exploded, and there was no blood left!

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