I Have Nine Queen Sisters

What if the Supreme Being is in front!

Wang Chen was expressionless, holding a jade-bone fan, his deep eyes flashed with different awns, as if the soul of heaven and earth was hidden in it, looking directly at the huge golden figure of the supreme remnant!

You are nothing but a wreck, your time has long been lonely!

Hiding in the Rainbow Bridge is a good way to nurture your broken soul. If you dare to stand in the way, wouldn't you be courting death!

"Oh my God, he dares to fight against the Supreme!"

"The Bell of Bawang Town has appeared again!"

The Sect Master of the Nine Dragons Sect and others were shocked in their hearts, how powerful the Young Master is to fight against the Supreme Remnant!

Even a saint, in front of the Supreme, is nothing but an ant!

"I... want to go against the sky! I'm not reconciled!"

The golden figure's voice was low, and an inexplicable sadness poured out from the bottom of everyone's heart and continued to expand.

The image of this golden figure became more and more realistic, and gradually appeared in front of everyone.

He wears a nine-dragon crown and a nine-dragon robe. He seems to have come step by step from ancient times. He blends with this world and becomes one, making the sun and the moon pale.

His hair was as white as snow, and his body was thin, but his aura remained undiminished, like an abyss like a sea, terrifying, as if there was a supreme dragon circling above his head.

"Ancestor.... Ancestor!!"

The Sect Master of the Nine Dragons sighed and couldn't help shouting. The elders also shed tears in front of the stairs and kept bowing.

This is the ancestor of their Nine Dragons Sect!

The Supreme Being of Kowloon died 70,000 years ago, leaving only a trace of his soul hidden in the Staircase of Holy Will, the descendants of the Yinze Sect.

"I'm not reconciled!!!"

A mournful long howl echoed between heaven and earth, making people feel sad.

After all, people will inevitably die, and even your great hero will come to an end! The peerless supreme, in the end, is nothing but a handful of loess.

"It is said that the immortal road has no end, but who has been immortal since ancient times?"

Wang Chen sighed, his eyes glowing with divine light, staring at the huge golden figure of the Nine Dragons Supreme, and said lightly: "The way of longevity, everything is like a legend. A brilliant life, amazing for a lifetime! In the end, he walked alone and set foot on a road without The way of hope!"

"You little doll, what do you know!"

There was a hint of anger in the voice of the Nine Dragons Supreme, roaring and roaring, shaking the sky.

"If I am the emperor! I will come to nine days! Step on the road of immortality! I will never die!"

"No, you are wrong."

Wang Chen shook his head, he raised his head, pointed to the Overlord Xuying behind him, and said lightly, "I think you are familiar with this person?"

"70,000 years ago, the overlord was born, swept away all the enemies, gathered the starry sky, and created the divine map! Condensing the rhythm of the Tao! Achievement of the supreme emperor! Suppressing the endless starry sky, a whole 30,000 years of luck!"

"And you were defeated in his hands."

Wang Chen's word, like a knife, pierced into the heart of Jiulong Supreme.

The body of Jiulong Supreme trembled, and he couldn't help crying, and his voice was full of unwillingness: "Overlord!!! Its prestige! Its tyrant! If there is no Overlord, the luck of the 30,000-year-old is my Jiulong Supreme. What's in the bag! My way of longevity!!!"

In the voice of the Supreme Being of Kowloon, there was a trace of sadness that made people feel extremely sad.

The way of heaven is not fair. Seventy thousand years ago, there was an overlord under the stars, so why did I have the Kowloon Supreme!

Kowloon Supreme, the biggest regret in this life is losing to the overlord!

"Ancestor...!"

The Sect Master of the Nine Dragons Sect and others burst into tears, their faces turned red, and they kowtowed desperately. Unwilling for the ancestors, mourning for the ancestors, not resentful for the ancestors.

Their ancestors are talented and enchanting, and they are all over the ages, and the nine dragons are whistling in the sea of ​​​​stars.

If there is no overlord of the year, the one who achieved the status in that year must be the Kowloon Supreme!

"No, you're still wrong."

Wang Chen shook his head and continued: "The overlord has become emperor for 30,000 years, he is the supreme emperor, an invincible existence under the stars! But after 30,000 years, he still can't survive the long river of time. , the road is returned."

When the Sect Master of the Nine Dragons Sect and others heard this, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, their heads lowered even lower, and they secretly thought that the Great Emperor should not be surprised.

Under this starry sky, dare to say that the Great Emperor has fallen, and only the Young Master dares to do so!

Even if it is the dead emperor, his majesty is there, and Dao Yun is also there!

Who dares to be so outspoken and disrespectful to the emperor!

"Even if you are a great emperor, you can't live forever! Even if you become a great emperor, what can you do!"

Wang Chen shouted violently and took a step forward, his robes were fierce, and he still wouldn't give an inch in front of the Nine Dragons Supreme.

You are wrong, you are wrong!

"I...I'm wrong?..."

Jiulong Supreme trembled, the golden figure seemed to be twisted, the remnant soul was a little unstable, and he was asking himself.

"Snapped!"

Wang Chen shook off the folding fan and said lightly, "So, you can't become a great emperor."

Dao, if you make a mistake from the beginning, you will naturally not become a great emperor.

Great Emperor, not just for longevity.

People who only seek longevity cannot become emperors!

In front of the huge golden figure thousands of feet tall, the figure of the Baizhang Overlord behind Wang Chen looks small, but his domineering aura is not weak, so he can stand against him!

The two figures faced each other in front of the Rainbow Bridge on the Staircase of Sacred Will, as if the two invincible overlords who came out of the ancient times were tit for tat, but they sympathized with each other, and they talked about it.

The audience was silent, Kowloon Supreme was silent, Wang Chen shook the fan lightly, and his attitude was lazy and casual.

These two don't speak, who dares to speak?

"You... who the hell are you?"

After a long time, Jiulong Supreme spoke hoarsely. On the huge golden figure, a pair of divine light was bright, like huge eyes, looking at Wang Chen.

Wang Chen shook the folding fan, was silent for a while, and then smiled lazily: "A mortal."

(PS: The next chapter, if there is no accident, is the plot of the sleeping waiter that I love to hear... Ask for flowers! Ask for collection! Ask for a very good rating ticket!)*