The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 984

Facing this melancholy young girl with memories, the nine kings felt tremendous pressure, enough to make them suffocate and even collapse!

The girl didn't know what to think of, she tilted her head and smiled sweetly, showing her stunning face: "It's too troublesome one by one, how about killing you all together?"

In the funeral coffin, Luo Yang tried his best to activate his holy pupil, and used the coffin to bless his eyesight. The divine light circulated the runes, and he wanted to see through the opponent's reality.

"How could this be?" A cloud of mist was reflected in Luoyang's golden eyes, and the image of the woman disappeared, only the extremely intense resentment and hatred: "Isn't that little princess returning to her soul?"

"So strong resentment, hostility, killing intent, could it be a trace of demonic remnants left by that little princess back then?" Luo Yang closed his bleeding eyes, his thoughts were like electricity, and he quickly thought of a lot.

"If you don't speak, it's considered to be agreement. Go to Huangquan with me."

The beautiful woman opened her arms as if to embrace the world, a halo appeared, locking everyone present, and the breath of death bloomed.

There is a bell tower in the center of the palace, on which hangs a bronze bell mottled with time and time. It has been silent for countless years, and the patterns and carvings on it are no longer clearly visible.

All of a sudden, the copper bell rang without ringing, and the melodious and grand jingle of the bell swept away the entire palace in a blink of an eye. The halo exploded, and the beautiful woman showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

The ringing of the bell continued, one after another, and the circles of bell waves turned into reality, like colorful waves of God's Ring, spreading wildly in all directions, endlessly.

The bell wave swept away the entire palace, and then passed into the city, sweeping across the magnificent pavilions, the streets and the squares, and the countless blue-brick dwellings.

The whole city was shrouded in a sea of ​​bell waves, the lights from every house became brighter, and brought a little warmth, and the voice of speech became clear, not as hazy as before.

"Ahhh, what's going on? Is the bastard from back then coming back to life again!" A stone monument on a square screamed sharply, and the blood lines that had just crawled out quickly gathered up.

A little bit of Buddha's light in the pond turned into mottled gold, a pair of empty eyes stared at the distant palace, the well water was bubbling, and a pale little girl on the swing frame showed the light of hatred.

With the sudden ringing of the bell, the entire city was glowing, and an unusual aura bloomed. It was vitality, and the city came alive!
Lights, figures, dogs barking, horses neighing, silk bamboo, and orchestras all became clear, and the dead trees were revived, and the dead leaves flew back from the ground and turned into green leaves again.

The flowers bloomed again from the dead branches and fallen leaves, showing an astonishing splendor. Those weird city monsters were all dissipating, and the blood-colored moonlight returned to its bright appearance.

The girl on the open-air bath screamed upwards, full of unwillingness, nostalgia, fear, and of course the most resentment and killing intent. She disappeared without warning, as if she appeared out of thin air.

Luoyang and the others felt that a long river was flowing through them, intangible and elusive, but it did exist.

The dilapidated and desolate palace became resplendent and resplendent, and after the bell rang 36 times, it burst into light, like a big sun hanging for nine days, illuminating the entire city!
The bronze bell riddled with holes has turned into its original gorgeous posture, very ancient and clumsy, cast by the god of Changhe, with bird patterns and phoenix seals on it, evolving into different mysteries like a revolving lantern.

The bell is still ringing, the long river is still flowing, the dragon corpse outside the palace is gone, the houses covered with talismans are gone, the moat is flowing outside the palace wall, and tens of thousands of guards in golden armor are stationed outside the city.

The entire imperial palace has also regained its vigor and vigor, not only the bloody Imperial Forest Army, but also beautiful court ladies and cautious eunuchs are shuttling through the huge imperial palace.

The mighty flowing river swirled, and Luo Yang and the others felt that the world was spinning, but when they looked again, they found that they were in an extremely huge palace.

There are countless beautiful dancers like fairies singing and dancing on the central dance floor, with fluttering sleeves and lotus arms like forests. Some singers show off their sweet singing voices, and musicians play neon clothes and feather music.

Sitting at the top is a man and a woman. The man's face is tough and resolute, with a kind of domineering and majestic arrogance without anger and the air of a king who dominates the world. He is dressed in a nine-dragon robe, with bright eyes, and the strange scene of six reincarnations is performed between the eyes.

The woman, with a phoenix crown and Xiapei, is graceful and luxurious, with a beautiful appearance and graceful manner, carrying the extraordinary bearing of her mother.

Luo Yang knew instantly in his heart that this should be the emperor and empress in this city, and beside them were the handsome prince, the charming princess, and the beautiful concubine.

Beside the emperor and empress, there is an innocent girl, pure, simple and innocent, exactly the same as the girl who appeared in the open-air bathing place, of course, there is a surprise in her temperament.

The one at the moment is sweet and innocent, pure and pure, while the one in the bathing place is both good and evil and extremely surly.

Rows of tables are placed in the hall, civil servants, military generals, and great figures from aristocratic families are all there, drinking and chatting together, watching songs and dances, and the fun is very harmonious.

"What's going on, is it an illusion?" Luoyang had experienced the strange illusion of the Obstacle Demon Road, so he was a little surprised, and felt it calmly, and found that the burial coffin and the emperor system were both there, and he was relieved anyway.

Not only Luoyang, but the other ghost monks also had incredible expressions. They wanted to speak, but they couldn't speak, and they wanted to transmit sound with their spiritual thoughts, but their sea of ​​consciousness was closed!
They found that they had become thoughtful wooden people, not to mention flying into the sky, escaping from the ground and rolling on the ground, even if they moved their fingers, it was difficult for them to do so. They became completely bystanders and lost control over their bodies.

Luo Yang is also a kind-hearted person, he will be at ease when he comes here, and he just watched everything that happened here with a cold eye. He has a faint premonition that this time, he may be exposed to some great secret.

"Old man Mingzun, hand over your things!"

In the thousands of miles of sky, the blood was boiling, and the sky was covered by dark clouds. A stalwart figure tore through the void and came. He was dressed in a red robe, with a handsome face, and a pair of pale golden wings stretched thousands of miles long!

"Blood Master!"

Luo Yang's heart trembled, the pressure that this vampire master put on him was enormous, and Luo Yang felt extremely small in front of him, just like a grain of sand.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The man in the dragon robe snorted coldly, his expression unhappy: "If you come to drink and talk, I welcome you, but if you come to make trouble, then I won't tolerate you!"

"Quack, old thief Mingzun, don't pretend to be confused! I got accurate information. Seven days ago, you got a rare treasure in the ruins of the Heavenly Court. It's a picture scroll!"

A scarlet spear thousands of miles long appeared in the hands of the red-robed vampire, entangled with nine long rivers of qi and blood, and his attitude was very tough: "It is said that the picture scroll is related to the mythical heaven, if you can't keep it, hand it over!"

"There are spies!" An old man in the purple crane men's suit below said quickly: "This kind of confidential matter has been found out by the blood clan venerable, I am afraid that a catastrophe is imminent."

Mingzun raised his eyebrows: "Arrogance, a stinky bat soaked in blood, dare to go wild on my territory? Is this how your blood god taught you? Come, take it down!"

Mingzun is worthy of being the king of a country with the Ninth Five-Year Lord, he did not compromise at all, and directly ordered, and immediately a master appeared, and he attached a golden armor to his body with a simple move.

"Bat cub, let me feel your abilities!" The armored man was impassioned, and with a long roar, the clouds fell for nine days, and the world with a radius of [-] li was shaking.

"I don't know how to praise, you are stubborn! Then kill all of you, and then look for it slowly."

The blood master also fired his real fire, and the Wanli spear pierced down, and a deep space gully appeared in the midair instantly!

This battle is extremely fierce, the two beings can travel through many spaces with a single movement of footsteps, and can evolve into a sky full of stars with a blink of their eyes, and the sky is ever-changing!
The sky and earth they fought, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, if it weren't for the opening of the powerful moat formation on the ground, this place would have turned into a piece of scorched earth.

The faces of the kings of the ghost clan were pale. They realized that the level of this fight was too high, so high that even they didn't even dare to think about it, and they couldn't understand it at all.

But Luoyang is different. He is trying his best to comprehend, even if he doesn't understand it for a while, he swallows it whole.

Battles of this level are already legends. In the end, the blood master was split into two pieces by the man in golden armor, and his broken body fell into the sky.

The man in the golden armor shouted loudly, vomited three liters of blood, pointed a stone tablet that fell from the sky, and suppressed the broken corpse on a square with a bang.

This blood master is a genuine venerable, his cultivation base is extraordinary and refined, and he is good at luck. Even if he is cut into two pieces with a single knife, he will not die.

"brush!"

A piece of the sky was torn apart, and a faint green claw protruded from it, and grabbed at a pagoda in the harem. The pagoda glowed with multicolored glow.

"Looking for death!" An elegant man in a Taoist robe yelled angrily, slapped the table and chair in front of him, and a flying sword flew out, piercing the blue claw with a puff.

There was a scream in the void, and the claws quickly retracted. The sword had a noble aura, which was rapidly corroding, and smoke billowed from the wound.

"Hide your head and show your tail, and come out to the poor Taoist!" The Taoist priest had all his beard and hair, and with a light slash of his sword, the blue sky was split. Come.

This person was covered in a jet-black black robe, his long green hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were as pale as snow, and he was very fierce. Standing there, he fixed the heaven and earth.

"Stop stubbornly resisting, and hand over the things! It's about the heavens, do you think you can stop it?" This person was also clamoring, demanding that Mingzun hand over the scroll.

"It's not up to you whether you can stop it or not. It's just ghosts. The Taoist will exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts today!" The Taoist took the initiative, and the gossip mirror grew bigger and bigger, almost covering the sky!
(End of this chapter)