reborn as emperor

Chapter 508 507. Meet the Holy One [First update]

Da~da~da~
The square with tens of thousands of people was silent.

Only the sound of Yang Mucheng's footsteps slowly walking out of the imperial tomb.

Wu Dizu Yuanying turned over and stood up, staring at the figure that came out.His eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could swallow Yang Mucheng alive!

But see.

After a fierce battle, Yang Mucheng's jacket was already torn, revealing a slightly thin body.The golden body of his five-clawed golden dragon did not spread out, but coiled around his body like a tattoo, and the open dragon's mouth occupied the right side of his face.

A head of long hair was raised wildly, blocking out the sky and the sun.

The terrifying aura made him look like a god but not a god, a demon but not a demon!
"So they're all there?"

Yang Mucheng glanced at everyone one by one.Not only Wu Dizu, the old ancestor, but also Wu Shanhe, ghost woman, Ziyang real person, Moshang real person...these 'old acquaintances'.He nodded and said with a smile: "Alright, this will save me trouble."

"Yang Mucheng, be bold!" Master Ziyang yelled angrily, "This is Tuotian Palace, your death date has come, and you dare to talk nonsense like no one else here, you are looking for death..."

Master Ziyang naturally couldn't bear it.

In order to prevent Yang Mucheng from killing Fang Baiyu, he did not hesitate to intervene in the battle between the two sides, so he was punished to face the wall.Even the mysterious magic weapon used was shredded by Yang Mucheng's Nine Dragon Flying Sword.Now it can be regarded as meeting enemies, and they are extremely jealous.

"Yang Mucheng..."

Mo Shangren also sneered.

In this case, it is naturally impossible for him to stand idly by.Yang Mucheng made a bet with him to learn martial arts, and won his dragon tail bracelet.Even in his dreams, he wanted to get this bracelet back.Now as long as Yang Mucheng is killed, he can get the treasure back!
but.

Just when Master Ziyang yelled angrily, and when Master Mo Shang was about to open his mouth to ridicule, Yang Mucheng waved his hand away without even looking at it.Before everyone could react, they felt a gust of fierce wind sweeping past, and soon after they saw a deep palm print sunken on Ziyang's chest, they were shot backwards, hitting seven or eight people. , rolled aside and died on the spot.

"What are you, dare to talk to me like this?"

Outside the square, there was a dead silence.

Everyone in Tuotian Palace seemed to be poured over their heads by a basin of ice water.Master Ziyang is the Grandmaster of Xuanhai, if he disagrees with him, he will be killed with a wave of his hand, and he doesn't even have the ability to resist.

Mo Shangren was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth, and his whole body almost collapsed to the ground.

He was secretly glad that he spoke a little slower, if he continued to speak, he might be the one who died!

"Yang Mucheng, I can't spare you!"

Wu Dizu slowly floated in the air, staring at Yang Mucheng with a pair of eyes, wishing to tear Yang Mucheng into pieces.

"You?" Yang Mucheng glanced at the other party, slowly shook his head, showing a trace of sarcasm: "Wu Dizu, your body was crushed by me, and now there is only one Nascent Soul left. How much ability do you have?"

That's right.

A strong person in the Nascent Soul Realm is certainly terrifying.

But the Nascent Soul has no body to rely on, so it is impossible to generate the slightest inner strength.Otherwise, Wu Dizu would not have been crushed and beaten by Yang Mucheng since his body was smashed into pieces in the imperial tomb.Now, even his immortal Nascent Soul body is full of cracks!

"Humph!"

Wu Dizu's Yuanying trembled, and went straight into Moshang's head.However, the real person Mo Shang's body trembled as if being electrocuted, and the aura of Jindan, which was only half a step away, suddenly stopped, and it was actually a crazy promotion, directly reaching the realm of Jindan.

"As long as the Nascent Soul of the deity is not destroyed, the deity can take the house again!"

Mo Shangren... No, it should be Wu Dizu.At this moment, he stood up with a sneer, moved slightly, twisted his muscles and bones, and there was a sound of crackling fried beans all over his body.Glancing at everyone, he said coldly: "What are you still doing!"

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses.

Teng!Teng!Teng!Teng!
Wu Shanhe, Gui Pozi, and another high-ranking member of Tuotian Palace directly surrounded Yang Mucheng with Wu Dizu in the southeast, northwest, and four directions.

Even more at the same time.

The half-step golden elixir outside the square, the master of Xuanhai, the perfection of Xuanhai...

Flying up one by one.

Almost in an instant, the entire Tuotian Palace was completely surrounded.

"Yang Mucheng, after all, you cannot escape the fate of being occupied by this deity!" Wu Dizu said coldly: "In this deity's Tuotian Palace, including this deity, there are four strong Golden Cores, 48 ​​half-step Golden Cores, and nearly three hundred are Xuanhai Grandmasters. You It's hard to fly even with wings!"

"Is it?"

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly, and said with a faint smile: "When Zhen's Dragon Hall comes, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh anymore!"

Wu Dizu shook his head, and said sarcastically: "Longtang? Your Longtang, I'm afraid you can't even enter the gate of the Heavenly Palace."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

this moment.

There was a burst of laughter in the square, as if I heard the most ridiculous joke in my life.Even, each of them couldn't straighten their waists.

"What did I hear just now? Yang Mucheng still expects his Long Tang to come to save him? Is it possible?"

"The so-called Dragon Hall, from the perspective of our Tuotian Palace, is just a child's trick. A group of late-stage Xuanhai Realm and peak guys dare to call themselves Dragon Hall?"

"It's fine if they don't come. If they come, they won't be able to get out of Tuotian Palace alive!"

Master Wan Dao shouted loudly and said: "What are you talking about with him, take him down..."

call!
At this moment, a rushing momentum suddenly swept from afar.

There are more than a hundred shares of these auras, each of which is comparable to Yang Mucheng.Feeling this sudden aura, everyone couldn't help but look up.

then.

Then they saw a scene that was enough to make them unforgettable forever!
I see.

From the depths of the Zuobuchi Mountains, the figure of Bailaidao, dragging the tail flame of the meteor, flew over the sky of Tuotian Palace in an instant.Then, all of a sudden, it fell directly from a height of [-] meters, with almost no gap, and fell down with a bang!

"Boom!"

A terrible loud sound resounded, and with the dust all over the sky, the entire Tuotian Palace trembled at this moment.

In the dust, a figure gradually became clear.This person was Lu Qianfeng.His coming is like an ancient god and demon descending from the sky, like a stone statue that has existed since ancient times.After showing his figure, Lu Qianfeng knelt down on one knee in front of Yang Mucheng, and shouted loudly:

"Longtang Lu Qianfeng!"

His voice just fell.

The ancestors of Longtang in the sky fell down one by one like meteorites, hitting the square in no particular order.This time, the sound of drinking shook the sky!

"Longtang Xiao Tiancheng!"

"Longtang leaf tree brocade!"

"Longtang Yaochen!"

"Dragon Hall Gong Shaohai"

……

"Meet Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)