The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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"Ye Chen, are you really going to kill it?"

Ling Xiao Zhenxian glared and said: "You know, I'm in the same way. The incarnation is in the form of a million, one idea will never die, and you will never die. Unless you can destroy all my thoughts at the same time, I will have one. The day will return and avenge you."

The reason why Hedao is called True Immortal, I thought that in this realm, Shennian can be divided into countless ones, spread all over the world. If you can't kill all the thoughts of a union, you can't say to kill the union. It may be thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years later, the union can grow up and make a comeback.

It is precisely because the Taoism is so hard to kill, so once the Taoism is completed, it can be called a true immortal. Even in the face of the Immortal Sect, it is only awe, not really a trace of resistance.

Even in the central galaxy world, the commonwealth is a hegemony, not to mention the borderland of the universe, and it is a prince-like overlord. There is almost nothing to threaten.

Some have joined together and even become the creator **** of certain races, the supreme god, enjoying endless incense. Only by stepping into the realm of joint doctrine can one say that there is a hint of real longevity, which, in the eyes of some people, can be regarded as a ticket to the big game of the universe.

"The ants are average."

Ye Chen's eyes were blissless and sad, but he said lightly, and his palm continued to press.

"Gun!"

Ling Xiao was really impatient, and sacrificed his condensed quasi-immortal treasure directly, a ghost gun, which was long and long, shining with ebony luster, with the sound of the ghost crying wolf in the ghost hell, and the powerful gods in the hair , Even the void is torn apart.

"This is a quasi-xianbao ghost."

There are monks in the Milky Way, who cried secretly.

The quasi-xianbao nether is the Zhenzong artifact of Lingxiao Holy Land. Lingxiao Zhenxian's personal weapon at that time, once abandoned Lingyu with Lingxiao Zhenxian, and even joined hands with the outside world, it is a true legend.

After Lingxiao Zhenxian sat down, this magic gun has been buried in the deepest part of Lingxiao Holy Land, accompanied by Lingxiao Divine Son. It is said that although it is not a real immortal treasure, it still has ninety percent of the immortal treasure, which is far from comparable to other quasi-immortal treasures. Once awakened, it can shake the sun and moon void and burst out a true immortal.

This is why other forces, even if they are strong, still fear the Holy Land of Lingxiao.

"Get up!"

Ling Xiao Zhenxian drank again, at his feet, an extremely large, countless black and cyan lines intertwined, as if the pattern of **** evil spirits spread to the void in all directions, and finally enveloped a thousand squares into a three-dimensional array. The vast and sacred breath revived from the array, as if the ancient **** mansion came to this world.

This is the Zhenshan Divine Array of Lingxiao Holy Land.

"Give me!"

Ling Xiao Zhen Xian roared, he held a quasi-Xian Bao Nether, stepped on Ling Xiao Holy Land Divine Array, the middle of the **** body with a height of hundreds of thousands of meters, burst into endless glare.

In the end, all the light gathered to the tip of the sharp gun in the palm. The light of the spearpoint was fluctuating and extremely hot, directly penetrating the void, and I did not know how many worlds penetrated. Even if the sharpness was hundreds of thousands of miles apart, I felt like my soul was split.

"Oh--!"

Ling Xiao Zhenxian held a spear and fought to kill Ye Chen.

This is really the most powerful blow in his life. In order to burst out all the power, Lingxiao Zhenxian can’t even bear the flesh of the child of Lingxiao, the eyes and nose and other facial features are bleeding, and the flesh is almost supported by the horrible joint force. Exploded, and did not care at all, just a spear hit Ye Chen.

Even if you do not use the power of Huangquan Divine Rule, this spear is a solid blow, enough for one spear to shoot down the moon in the sky.

Any monk who saw this spear was pale, with his head closed and his eyes closed, not daring to face it, only to feel that the soul was penetrated in the deepest part. At the same time, Ling Xiao Zhenxian squeezed his palm, a cruel smile appeared on his face, we must first pinch the soul of Qingchuan Ying, and burn with Ye Chen.

But in the eyes of Ye Chen, who used the power of Xuanchen Immortal Emperor at this moment, Lingxian Zhenxian's resistance was like the cricket that shook the big tree, ridiculous but not self-controlling.

"Wow--!"

Ye Chen didn't use any mana, and Qingchuan Ying had fallen into his left palm, and his right palm turned over and banged.

"Boom--!"

With Ye Chen's palm down, the void of a thousand miles was shot into a thin layer by Ye Chen's palm. It is as if the original three-dimensional world had become a thin piece of paper.

Whether it is stars, plants, mountains, rivers, asteroids or the Lingxian Zhenxian standing in it, and the quasi-xianbao nether spear in his hands, Ye Chen is now photographed into thin paper.

"No, no, no!"

In the end, Ling Xiao screamed unwillingly, he tried to escape the Yuanshen and fled outward. But the entire space, even time, was imprisoned by Ye Chen. The power of Xuanchen Immortal Emperor was too strong, even if Ye Chen had only one-tenth of the power that could not reach the invincible Yuanshen at the moment, but it was as easy as trying to shoot a false road.

"Slap--!"

After Ye Chen gave palm, Ling Xiao Zhenxian, together with the pseudo-artifact in his palm, and the **** array under his feet, collapsed at the same time, and even the Yuanshen was annihilated by the ashes shot by Ye Chen. There was not a little left, all turned into flying smoke.

At the same time, deep in the wildness of a certain planet in the Milky Way, in an ancient temple...

A group of people dressed in ancient clothes that looks like a barbarian tribe is holding a mysterious ceremony.

They murmured words that no one could understand. The elder in the head shouted, ordered his men and women to be lifted up, placed them on the altar in front of them, and raised the stone dagger in their hands.

But at this moment, the statue in the middle of the temple suddenly opened his eyes, his face was frightened, and he wanted to roar loudly, but it was too late.

The statue of Zhang Xugao exploded violently, shattered inch by inch, as if smashed by an invisible palm, and there was no trace of it.

If someone is present, he will surely be surprised to find that the idol is similar to Ling Xiao's true appearance.

Not only on this star, but also on a variety of other planets, and even abandoned a small star outside the star field, hundreds of gods collapsed or the monk burst suddenly. The palm of Ye Chen not only bombarded the real body of Ling Xiao Zhen Xian, but also wiped out all other thoughts in the universe together, and a generation of Zhen Xian fell.

Hedao can be divided into hundreds of thoughts, but he is killed by a palm. This is the domineering of the fairy emperor!

At that moment, all the monks who witnessed this scene only felt as if they were facing a divine mansion like a mortal, so weak and tiny as dust.

Even the stars are vulnerable in Ye Chen's palm. In the entire solar system, the silence is extremely extreme, only Ye Chen’s primordial spirit stands proudly on it, as if the nine-day fairy king descended on a mortal, then Ye Ye was brilliant and unmatched!

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