The Strongest Mythical Emperor

The temple is very strong!

These four words gave Qin Jun a headache, and things turned out to be the worst that he had expected.

Seeing the Holy Emperor in front of him with his back turned to the moonlight and unable to see his face clearly, Qin Jun felt even more agitated. He didn't like the feeling that his opponent was sure of him.

But if he kills the Holy Emperor now, he will definitely attract the wrath of the temple. The Sky Observation Conference will definitely be canceled due to the war. If he cannot complete the mandatory task, he will be deducted by five levels. It is heartbreaking to think about it.

And once the balance is broken, he will face endless troubles in the temple. Even Old Man Yi advised him.

Old Man Yi knew how powerful the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was. Back then, he was the Demon Emperor and the number one person in the Southern Territory. He was defeated at the foot of the temple. Qin Jun would not be blindly confident.

"Let him out!"

Qin Jun said to Jiuling Yuansheng in a deep voice. As soon as he said this, the Saint Emperor's tense face instantly relaxed and he breathed out.

Jiuling Yuan Sheng nodded, and when he spat out the Taiziqin, it was like a sesame seed spitting out of his mouth. It quickly grew in size as it landed on the ground, and finally turned into a human shape and fell to the ground, shivering.

The former mighty Tai Ziqin curled up on the ground and kept muttering: "Let me go...let me go..."

The Holy Emperor was heartbroken, but he did not show any dissatisfaction on the surface. He turned over his hand and took out a jade scroll, threw it to Qin Jun and said: "It records all the methods and necessary materials for the kingdom to advance to the dynasty."

Qin Jun looked at it and then said to Jiuling Yuan Sheng: "Please check it for me first."

With the strength of Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, even if there are problems and traps in the scroll, he can easily deal with them, but Qin Jun is different. He is only at the ninth level of the Void Realm, and the Holy Emperor can kill him with any tricks.

Jiuling Yuansheng's spiritual consciousness swept through and knew everything inside. He nodded and said: "No problem."

This scene made the Holy Emperor's lips twitch. Fortunately, he didn't cheat.

Then Qin Jun looked at Tai Ziqin, who was curled up and shivering on the ground, with a stern smile on his face: "Take off one of his arms!"

The Holy Emperor's eyes widened in shock and shouted: "No!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. It was not Jiuling Yuan Sheng who took action, but Old Man Yi.

I saw him ducking in front of Tai Ziqin and tearing off Tai Ziqin's right arm. Blood spattered all over the floor. Screams resounded throughout Wangbei Restaurant, causing many monks to run out of the room in shock.

"Uncle Yi, how could you do this!" the Holy Emperor asked angrily, his voice like the roar of low thunder.

Old Man Yi turned around and glared, his eyes like a demon in the night, which scared the Holy Emperor's heart, and he quickly grabbed the prince's piano and jumped out of the window.

"Ding! Complete the side mission - The Fear of the Holy Emperor! The host and the Holy Emperor have become hostile! Get a chance to summon gods and demons, a chance to summon a god and demon dungeon, a chance to summon a legion of gods and demons, and a skill inheritance!"

The system prompt sounded, which Qin Jun expected.

The reason for removing Tai Ziqin's right arm at the last moment was, firstly, to vent his anger, and secondly, to completely turn the Holy Emperor into hostile camps and complete the mission!

Only by strengthening yourself can you fight against the temple!

"Your Majesty, if there really is a temple, it would be better for you not to go to this Sky Observation Conference." Jiuling Yuan Sheng said. Although he boasts of boundless power, he does not dare to take it lightly, a force that even Old Man Yi is afraid of. After all, he is not fighting alone, he also has to protect Lord Qin.

"There's still half a month left, let's see again!" Qin Jun shook his head and said, if he gives up at this time, there will be a second time after the first time.

It's hard to grit your teeth and rush up, but it's easy to relax and fall down.

Jiuling Yuan Sheng nodded, and then he waved his sleeve, and the blood on the ground disappeared instantly, and even Tai Ziqin's right arm disappeared out of thin air.

"Your Majesty, have a good rest." Chang'e said this and turned around to leave. The same was true for Jiuling Yuan Sheng. Old Yi remained silent, clearly seeing that the Holy Queen was in a low mood.

Thousands of years have passed, and he could not recognize the Holy Emperor's identity just by looking at the statue. However, after seeing it with his own eyes and feeling the Holy Emperor's aura, he was aroused with endless sorrow.

After they left, Qin Jun said in his heart: "System! Start summoning gods and demons!"

The temple is so powerful that it’s hard to fathom, so what?

The fight must be fought!

"Ding! Start randomly summoning gods and demons..."

…

On the Holy Emperor Peak, in a palace, Tai Ziqin gritted his teeth, his face was red, and his veins were popping out. A palace doctor was bandaging his wounds.

"Qin'er, you should take a good rest recently!" The Holy Emperor said solemnly. His right arm was torn off, which is equivalent to a great loss of combat effectiveness. Prince Qin is not left-handed.

The Holy Queen and Sheng Ji stood behind him, looking at Tai Ziqin with concern.

"What happened? Is the other party so powerful? Why didn't you take action?" the Holy Queen asked the Holy Emperor, her tone suggesting an attack on the enemy.

The Holy Emperor smiled bitterly and said: "The other party is Emperor Qin."

As soon as these words came out, the Queen's pupils shrank, and the palace doctor who was treating Tai Ziqin trembled all over and quickly lowered his head, pretending not to hear.

The palace doctor could not live without the Holy Emperor Peak all his life. Although he would occasionally spread news to the outside world, he knew that some things should not be spread.

"Emperor Qin brought Nezha and Huang Feng?" The Holy Queen asked in a deep voice. Prince Qin was her grandson. She felt really sorry for him, so when Emperor Qin was mentioned, her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"No, but he brought three strong men who are not inferior to Nezha and Huang Feng, and one of them is the lion demon who has caused a lot of trouble recently." The Holy Emperor said with a bitter smile.

He was puzzled. Even if Mr. Qin had Old Man Yi standing behind him, he would not be able to summon so many powerful people, including even powerful demon clansmen.

The Holy Queen fell silent and sighed: "Then we can only wait for the temple to send someone."

Under normal circumstances, they would not ask the temple for help because they would pay an extremely heavy price, but Emperor Qin was so powerful that they had to use the temple to get rid of him.

"By the way, Queen Mother, I met Uncle Yi!" The Holy Emperor changed the subject. His face turned ugly when he mentioned Old Man Yi.

Old Man Yi's coercion makes him still afraid.

Thousands of years have passed, and God knows how strong Old Man Yi is now.

"Uncle Yi?" The Queen frowned and searched for the owner of this title in her memory. Soon her face turned pale and she exclaimed: "You mean the devil..."

Before she finished speaking, she covered her mouth, knowing that this matter could not be spread.

The name of the Demon Emperor is a legend in the Southern Territory. Who among today's demons does not worship him? Even in the righteous path, there are many monks who yearn for his style back then.

What's more, before the Holy Dynasty, the Demon Emperor was the master of the human race in the Southern Region. If this matter spreads and the Demon Emperor ascends to shout, the rule of the Holy Dynasty will be in danger, not to mention that Emperor Qin is still watching.

"Go out and talk!"

The Holy Emperor said solemnly that he felt there was still room for exchange for Old Man Yi. When the Holy Queen was mentioned, Old Yi's mood fluctuated greatly, and it was obvious that the Holy Queen still existed in his heart.

When he thinks of relying on the Holy Queen to win over Old Man Yi, he won't need to rely on the power of the temple!

Guess who is summoned~~~~