I, Who Can Only Kill The Emperor In Seconds, Transform Into The Emperor's Harvester

Zhao Cheng thought his eyes were dazzled and he saw something wrong.

So he confirmed it again.

Looking horizontally and vertically, up and down, no matter which direction they looked from, Lin Xuanqing and others still had no cultivation.

"Mr. Zhao, what's wrong?"

Sima Xun and Sima Qu came over and asked.

After all, Zhao Cheng is the Emperor of Wu, and he has lived in poverty for thousands of years at least. Naturally, he will not hastily regard Lin Xuanqing and others as mere mortals.

He needed to make sure.

So he told Sima Xun and the others: "Let's go over and ask. Remember, you must be polite to the people in front of you."

Zhao Cheng walked towards Lin Xuanqing without putting on the airs of the Martial Emperor.

The three of them saluted Lin Xuanqing together.

Lin Xuanqing returned the gift.

When Chen Yan and others saw Lin Xuanqing returning the salute, they stopped acting like a great emperor and saluted Zhao Cheng as if they were their equals. Normally, they wouldn't even look at a Martial Emperor, an ant-like character.

"How many of you are also planning to explore the ruins and seek opportunities?"

Zhao Cheng asked tentatively.

Chen Yan and others looked at Lin Xuanqing, wanting to see how he would answer before answering.

"That's right."

Lin Xuanqing simply replied.

"In that case, if a few fellow Taoists don't mind it, how about we go together?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. I'm Zhao Cheng. These two brothers are Sima Xun and Sima Qu. We are both from the Jin Dynasty." Zhao Cheng continued to test, "I wonder where these Taoist friends are in their fairyland?" ?”

Jin Dynasty?

Nebula Sect?

Lin Xuanqing said he had never heard of it.

If you haven’t heard of it, it means it’s a small place.

Since it is a small place, it further explains that the old man holding a whisk in front of him is definitely below the emperor in cultivation, and he can easily kill himself instantly!

"We are all casual cultivators, our cultivation is loose and not worth mentioning."

Lin Xuanqing's answer was as low-key as possible.

Su Qingxue also echoed: "Yes, yes, we are all casual cultivators and our cultivation is not high."

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng chuckled and said, "Even if a few of them are casual cultivators, they are definitely not ordinary casual cultivators!"

"The auras of these people are mysterious and unpredictable. With my eyesight at the Martial Emperor Realm, I can't tell their true cultivation levels at all..."

Lin Xuanqing caught the word "Martial Emperor" in Zhao Cheng's sentence.

The Martial Emperor can transform spiritual energy into wings, which is very powerful.

So he decided to keep a low profile.

"It turns out to be Senior Zhao."

Lin Xuanqing said the word "senior", which caused Chen Yan and Li Yuer to think for a while.

"Ancestor Zixiao, who is so powerful, actually calls the Yiwu Emperor his senior..."

"Could it be that this has something to do with the chess game he is playing?"

As chess players, Chen Yan and Li Yue'er were sure that the ancestor Zixiao must also be one of the chess players.

The two of them had already started planning sixty thousand years ago.

This involves seven imperial treasures from the seven great families, as well as the sons of the planes and the remains of the Dragon God, etc.

But what they couldn't figure out was that there was nothing wrong with the little Emperor Wu in the chess game.

This also made them wonder, could it be that they didn't think far enough?

So Li Yuer secretly sent a message to Chen Yan: "What do you think?"

"The Zixiao Ancestor's city is very deep, so he must have his purpose for doing this. We will do what he says." Chen Yan said seriously, "After entering the ruins, we will divide into two groups and then search for the remains of the Dragon God. !”

Li Yuer felt that what Chen Yan said made sense.

So the two of them also pretended to be weak chickens that even Emperor Wu could not defeat, and called Zhao Cheng senior.

As for Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang, they are inherently overly stable and super cautious. Pretending to be grandsons is what they are best at.

"Senior Zhao, we are indeed just ordinary casual cultivators." Su Qingxue explained, "We have some special secret techniques that can shield the aura, so senior you were not able to see our true cultivation level at the first time."

After saying that, Su Qingxue pretended to be a Martial Spirit Realm who was not even a Martial King.

Zhao Cheng took a look at this time and found that except for Lin Xuanqing, the true cultivation levels of the other four people gradually became clear.

"It turns out they are four juniors in the martial spirit realm."

Sima Xun and Sima Qu whispered in Zhao Cheng's ear: "Mr. Zhao, they are just a few martial arts spirits. Let's not waste time."

Zhao Cheng nodded, and the respectful attitude towards Lin Xuanqing disappeared instantly.

"Okay, time is running out, let's go."

Zhao Cheng waved his fly whisk, preparing to open the stone door and enter the ruins.

At this moment, a sharp female voice appeared in the canyon.

"Sima Xun, Sima Qu, stop right here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red-haired girl fell from the sky.

Behind him, stood a masked man, whose aura was not weaker than that of Zhao Cheng here.

"Martial Emperor?"

Zhao Cheng saw through the masked man's cultivation level at a glance, and it was almost the same as him.

"Mr. Zhao, this person is the powerful Emperor Wu who was hired by the Da Qi Dynasty with a lot of money. It is said that he comes from..."

Sima Xun was introducing the origin of the masked man when another voice appeared in the canyon.

"Hahahaha, brother Sima, sister Yan'er, long time no see!"

A long-haired young man holding a folding fan slowly descended with seven monks in armor.

"Ye Feng, you actually brought seven dead warriors from the Martial King Realm here!?"

Sima Qu was very afraid of the seven Wuwang realms behind the young man who were full of deathly energy.

Even Zhao Cheng found it a bit tricky at this time.

"I didn't expect that your Ye family, after the last battle, would still have so many resources to train seven Martial King Realm dead warriors to compete for opportunities in the ruins."

Ye Feng closed the folding fan and replied with a smile to Zhao Chengpi: "As long as the Nebula Sect is still there, the dead soldiers of my Ye family will not disappear."

"very good."

Zhao Cheng gradually became murderous and released the powerful Martial Emperor's spiritual pressure on Ye Feng.

Seven dead men immediately stood in front of Ye Feng.

"enough!"

Under this tense situation, the red-haired girl roared.

"The entrance to the ruins is right in front, you have to enter before entering!"

"Get out of the way!"

At this sound, Zhao Cheng and Ye Feng relaxed slightly.

"Mr. Zhao, let's look for opportunities first."

"If you take action here, the gain outweighs the loss."

Zhao Cheng snorted, then walked toward the stone door with his whisk in his arms.

The three parties have temporarily reached a reconciliation.

Arriving in front of the stone gate, Zhao Cheng observed it carefully.

"Can't open."

"There seems to be a restriction on this stone gate."

he said with a frown.

Ye Feng ordered the three dead soldiers around him: "You three, try to blow open the stone door!"

Boom——

Three pairs of fists smashed at him at the same time, but Shimen didn't react at all.

"Uncle Feng, why don't you go take a look?"

The masked man walked over and hit the stone gate with the Martial Emperor cultivation level, but found that it was still the same.

"No." The masked man said in a deep voice, "The restrictions on the stone gate are very powerful. I'm afraid even if Wuzong comes, they may not be able to break them."

Wuzong?

Chen Yan and Li Yuer, who had always been regarded as "martial spirits" in the air, seemed to have heard a big joke after hearing these two words.

When they first found this place, even with their seventh-level Imperial cultivation and four imperial treasures, they were unable to break through the restriction.

A mere Wuzong couldn't even knock off the dust on the stone gate.

"Mr. Zhao, your trip won't be in vain, right?"

Zhao Cheng carefully observed the forbidden lines on the stone gate and found that they finally converged into a point.

"here."

Zhao Cheng pointed at this small spot with a whisk.

"If I guessed correctly, this place should be the forbidden formation."

"If we have the key to the formation, we should be able to go in..."