I built the Xian Qin multiverse empire

This is a face that looks heroic and young, but the vicissitudes in those eyes indicate that he is no longer a young man.

A snow-white dress fluttering in the wind, stepping on the sunset, like a dream, the momentary brilliance, peerless posture, people want to kneel down and worship.

It was not coercion, but an exciting emotion, and people shouted.

"God King..." Ye Fan's voice trembled.

Jiang Tai was full of white hair, as crystal as snow, hiding his body, and rich and peerless. As soon as he appeared, he gave people the feeling that a majestic mountain could overwhelm the sky, making people feel that everything could be withheld, like an immortal pillar supporting the sky.

Jiang Taihuan nodded at Ye Fan, walking unhurriedly towards the seven ancient kings, with a firm back, although tens of millions of people are going to the end.

Jiang Taifu became famous as a young man, and he became a king three times early, but he was jealous of talents, and it was when he was in the middle of the sky, he fell into the purple mountain, and he was trapped for four thousand years.

After returning, everything has changed, the hero's life, but it is late, dying and dying, there is nothing more painful than this, it is an invincible posture, but wait for life to come to an end.

And what is even more sad is that the beloved died to save him, watching with such vicissitudes of heart and experience, holding the cold corpse of a colorful cloud fairy, and gray hair in that bleak sunset.

"Not enough, not enough, a saint can be on an equal footing with me?"

An ancient king still disdained.

Jiang Tai's five fingers flexed and stretched, bouncing slightly, most people were puzzled, but Ye Fan could see that he was evolving the Fighting Saint Law.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth collapsed, and a red blood-like furnace appeared, sacred and vast, pressing the sky, engraved with ancient patterns such as sacred birds and the sun.

The smoke was like blood, blooming brilliantly, and the various laws of this holy furnace were intertwined, emitting a roar of the heavenly path, suppressing down, and no one could stop it!

"What, you brought the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers!"

"Could this be the Jiang family's Hengyu furnace?!"

The seven ancient kings were forced to retreat and retreat by the endless coercion, and their backs were almost bent, unable to resist this terrifying power.

"No, this is not an imperial soldier, but a fighting holy method evolved by Jiang Taifu!"

Bang bang!

The seven ancient kings retreated one after another, and with each step, the earth shook, and the gods swayed, but faltered.

Poof!

Finally, the seven ancient kings spat out a mouthful of blood in unison.

"Break!"

The other four ancient kings who did not make a move made a move in unison, evolved the holy law, and fought against the fighting holy law together.

Click!

Without exception, the four ancient kings who joined later vomited blood in unison, and the original seven bodies seemed to be broken porcelain, which could be shattered at any time.

"The God King is invincible!"

Jiang Taihuan was like a ray of dawn, giving the Terrans a ray of hope, and suppressed the eleven ancient kings with the Battle Saint Law.

"Enough is enough."

Jiang Tai was white-clothed and victorious, his face was ancient, and his voice did not have any waves, but he was stronger and domineering than anyone present.

The eleven ancient kings were all ringing all over their bodies, and the laws were reversed, about to destroy their own bodies.

At this moment, the flesh could not support it, and they were about to kneel down and fall at the feet of the white-clothed God King in a very humiliating position.

The black turtle muttered, "Nima, what a bag." "

"Enough!"

An ancient king spat out a word in humiliation.

Jiang Tai smiled faintly, withdrew the Battle Saint Law, and said lightly: "Can you sit down and talk now?" "

"Talk, talk about what?"

A cold voice came from a distance, still in a commanding tone.

Three tall figures walked, all dressed in battle clothes, cold and shining with metallic luster, and their armor was made of divine gold, all of which were holy products.

In the rear, several more people appeared, shining brightly.

Eleven ancient kings appeared, a total of twenty-two ancient kings present, this is twenty-two saints, even if Jiang Taihuan has supreme combat power, how can he resist?

The hope of the Terrans had just appeared, and it was unceremoniously extinguished.

"It shouldn't be too late."

There was a voice in the distance, another ancient king came, stepped into the Yao Pond, with divine wings on his back, a long dragon horn on his head, and a similar appearance to the Terrans, followed by the arrival of several ancient kings.

Twenty-eight ancient kings in total!

All the Terrans only felt a chill spread throughout their bodies, and their hands and feet were cold.

Twenty-eight saints, just thinking about it, makes people have no fighting spirit.

"It was so disappointing! Isn't the Terran as good as in the primeval period, I remember that there were still a few saints at that time, and now there is only one in the world? "

With indifferent words, an ancient king descended from the sky, like an evil god who broke through the cage of the underworld, driving the monstrous demonic qi, and a pair of bat-wings were as black as ink.

"Tai Hao Zu King!"

The ancient royal gates all showed respect.

There was a soft roar in the sky, and a blood electricity fell from the sky, cutting out a dazzling blood light, inserted into the heavenly platform, and ringing.

This is a dragon spear, red as blood, coiled with a dragon, swallowing a bright red spear edge, terrifying.

A queen arrived, wheat-complexed, toned, very tall, but also murderous, with red hair, even a pair of blood-colored eyes, holding a dragon lance.

"Blood Electric Ancestral King!"

"King Fuji Qingzu."

"Haoyang Ancestral King."

One by one, the mighty and boundless figures descended.

A great sun-like ancestor king said indifferently, "I want to see how the miracle of the Terran Emperor descends!" "

The black turtle shivered: "Fuck your mother, these old guys are only afraid that one blow can break Lao Tzu's turtle shell, forget it, Lao Tzu doesn't do Xuanwu, let's make a turtle first." "

Ye Fan was not far from the black turtle, and when he heard this, several black lines could not help but appear on his forehead.

Is this black turtle really a saint? How is it no different from a ruffian.

The barbarian king was shocked, and said in a trembling voice: "Xuanwu ancestor, these four are all saint kings? "

The black turtle pouted: "Do you think the saint can break Lao Tzu's turtle shell?" These four are the same sage kings as Jiang Taihu. "

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In the southern region of the Eastern Wilderness, in a barren mountain range, the Black Emperor saw that Duan De had been mysterious, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Hey, whose tomb are you going to rob?" "

"Look, what's the terrain like?"

The big black dog looked forward, and saw that each mountain range was like a big dragon, imposing and majestic: "This is the land of the dragon, all dragon veins, indescribable." It can be said that it is a land of heaven. "

Duan De said mysteriously, "What I want to steal is the tomb of the First Emperor." "

"What!"

When the big black dog heard this, he was about to jump to his feet, angry, his snowy teeth rubbed, and he was about to bite when he opened his mouth.