Unparalleled Emperor

"what is that!"

The silence of the Xuanhuang universe is sensational. The eyes of the various ethnic groups gather in the direction of the source. An ancient golden gate is filled with war fluctuations. It is like an ancient portal that fought in Wanfang.

When it opens, there are thousands of golden gods, tearing the sky, and the ancient stars that are pulling are shaking, and every golden light exudes a good war.

A terrible scene, alarmed by the heavens and the family, every beam of light is fabulous, and there is a sacred fairy who will conquer the fairy.

The whole audience was cold and cold, which was incredible. At the moment when the golden gate was completely opened, a team followed by a team of soldiers ran out, each wearing a gold armor and holding a weapon of heaven.

They are cold and terrible, and the twilight tears the void, and the people who hold the magic weapon of the gods tremble.

"How is it possible, how can there be such a strong terracotta warrior!"

There was a major earthquake here. This is not a single, hundreds of warriors. No, it’s accurate to say that they are all warlords. They are swallowing up the rivers and mountains, fighting for the world, like a group of peerless wars that will ruin the endless years. It is.

They carried all kinds of celestial weapons, straddled from the golden gates, and were uniform, and as they marched, the universe was trembled.

Even the creepy, eight hundred soldiers, the rhythm of breathing is exactly the same, in the moment they breathe, like the golden dragon is breathing, so that this vast starry sky is dull, countless spirits are breathed by them. Dry and clean.

A terrible scene, eight hundred soldiers, uniform, like an invincible team, standing in the void, Henggu does not move, as if eight hundred gods are standing in the void!

They are very quiet, like one stone statue after another, standing by the gate, like the guards guarding the gates, the atmosphere of each other converges, there is a world of crushing the universe!

All the big groups are incredible, and the eight hundred soldiers are all emperors. This is simply an impossible thing to do, but now it is happening.

Then, the golden gate once again roared, and a vague and reconstructed shadow came out, like a golden god, overlooking the heavens, and the whole exudes a shocking fairy power.

He is cold and arrogant, with long hair shawls and scorpions open, and the universe is flickering.

"It's them!"

There was a major earthquake here. The middle-aged man who had just left appeared. Even Xianjun Long came out. It was more cold and arrogant than the original. He pointed to Dao Ling and said: "Hua Yao, that is him!"

"Hey, Xianjun Long, you are still very embarrassed to say that here is a fiasco, and this is a high-spirited look, I see that you really have no consciousness of losers."

The cold snoring sounded, a woman came, like a golden celestial woman, wearing a gold armor, sketching her bulging body, her body is white, overflowing with gold, and the golden hair is dancing with the wind.

This is a woman, the same cold and arrogant, she seems to be a gold fairy, faintly shaking the cosmic waves of the universe!

The sons of the reincarnation are discolored. These two are very terrifying, especially the young and slender young men, like the golden gods, who are powerful enough to overwhelm a sea of ​​stars and mana.

"What are they from?"

The large groups of people are flustered, inexplicably killing a mysterious force, and even the territorial horror to make the Protoss they are chilling, eight hundred soldiers, enough to sweep the world, to build a super power.

"Xian Gong!" Xian Junlong was ashamed and stared at her anger. "This Tao Emperor is very strong. You don't have to be able to rival him. Only Hua Yao has the power to suppress it!"

"I don't bother to care about you." Xian Gong's eyes looked at Dao Ling and looked at the mature Tiandao Dao. She smiled and said: "It seems that we are really coming, the fruit of this world is formed." It is."

It is very quiet here, a sudden mysterious force, not even known!

However, there are some ancient existences of giant spirits, protoss, or chaotic forbidden areas. Their faces are cloudy and uncertain. They appear. This is not a good thing. How deep is the relationship between them?

"There is a good show!"

God's eyes were bright, and they saw the fairy kings and they went to the nine-color river, including eight hundred soldiers.

"Dao Zun, when did we kill the past?" Some days can not wait, and I really want to do a big job, taking the opportunity to step into the field of the Emperor.

"Not in a hurry."

Kim Jong-do respected the silence for a while and slowly said: "The most mysterious force hidden in the stars and the sea is coming to the surface. We are fortunate enough to see and see this power. What is it, I estimate that it will be born. They have never passed away like this!"

"Even if they dealt with the Taoist people that year, they did not appear in the stars, but they were secretly out."

The **** taboo road, the emperor and the royal family, the two horrors look at each other, the eyes are helpless and sigh.

The atmosphere in the field was very suppressed. Xianhua Yao was the first to enter the nine-color fairy river. The power of the nine-color fairy river was strong, and the footsteps of Xianhua Yao could not be stopped.

His body is like a golden god, a long blond hair is scattered, a golden pupil is open, and the universe's starry sky is flickering. The power of this person is beyond doubt.

The breath of this moment is even more terrible. The whole **** weather is rolling, like a kind of strong ancient blood is recovering, shining in the sky, and even resonating with the blood in the body of the Tao.

Dao Ling’s nephew slammed open and stared at Xianhua Yao and asked, “Who are you?”

He is somewhat unbelievable. He feels the breath of the ancient blood of the Tao, the origin of the Taoist ancient blood, and the Taoism has not been activated. To be precise, he has not let the Taoist ancient blood return to the ancestors, but has embarked on another path.

His lineage is unique, including Kim Jong-do's esteem, and he has left the origin of the Taoist lineage, but here, Dao Ling perceives that the Taoist ancient blood is probably the origin of the blood!

"I don't care who I am."

Xianhua Yao bears his hands, the golden pupil is called the big day burning, staring at Dao Ling chuckle: "The key is, I can confuse you!"

"Hua Yao, what do you and him have to pay, directly to get rid of, take away the heavens and fruit is not enough?" Xian Junlong can not wait, I really want to see the current Lingling Fuxi at his feet, repent of his sins.

"Ok?"

Xianhua Yao’s nephew looked at Xianjunlong, and Xianjun’s long-speaking words~www.wuxiaspot.com~ did not dare to speak.

"I never talk to people from unknown sources."

The Taoist Road is cold: "If you are not sincere, don't talk, you want the fruits of the heavens? It's easy, you married me, or I married you!"

"Giggle."

Xian Gong laughed and shook her head. The words of Daolin made her feel ridiculous and married them? Xian Gong really does not know where the Tao Ling came from.

Xianhua Yao was never angry. On the beautiful face, she overflowed her smile and looked at Dao Ling. She said: "You are very strong. I will not question. You should be very confused now. Why do I have the ancients of your Tao? Blood, even originated from the ancient blood of the Avenue King!"

"If you want to talk, just make it clear, and you can't hide it."

The Dao Ling plate sits in the nine-color fairy river, and responds indifferently: "The province wastes everyone's time."

"Good, you are different from everyone else."

Xianhua Yao smiled and said: "The answer is very simple. I am not a bloodline of the Taoist family. When my father followed the Avenue of the Immortals, it was the avenue of the Emperor of the Avenue, and it was a pity that the Avenue of the Kings died, my father. I will not waste the blood of his body, refine it, and integrate it with the blood of my family. I will have my own blood!"

The Dao Ling slowly stood up, and the deep scorpion stared at Xianhua Yao, slowly opening: "Your father is the imperial king of the dynasty, and at the moment of the death of the avenue, he took away the ancient blood in his body. Can I understand that your father betrayed the Avenue King!"

"Betrayal? Somewhat bad!"

Xianhua Yao frowned and swallowed: "I can't talk about betrayal. I need everything. The avenues of the avenues are fallen, and the ancient blood is useless. It is better to be used by my father. Moreover, my father did not kill the light. In the scene of the Taoist descendants, he has a soft hand and let go of the Taoist family. Otherwise, how could your Taoist family still exist? Will there be the glory of the last ancient history?"