Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 388 Heavenly Emperor
The smoke and dust cleared away, and the twelve ancestor witches were all standing aside with pale faces, their gowns were stained with blood, and their figures were a little shaky. Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Dark Emperor were also standing not far away from them.Above Di Jun's head, the corona was crooked, as if it would fall down at any moment. He held a gray doomsday hammer in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the front.Above Donghuang Taiyi's head, the Donghuang bell rang softly, and all the monsters danced together. His thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and there was anger burning in his fiery red pupils. The dark emperor was like a gust of breeze, blending with the void, standing quietly Behind Di Jun, the black cloth covered his face, so weird that no one could see his real face clearly!
A huge gray wolf claw protruded directly, and the sharp claws shone with brilliance. The ancestor of Sirius grabbed the numerous ancestor witches standing above the void without hesitation.

This claw was full of endless anger, and the void was directly crushed, and the cracks in the space were like black whirlpools, constantly rotating, extremely powerful.

"Sirius, do you still want to pester me endlessly?" Di Jiang's silver hair was fluttering, and the power of space was driven by the fluttering of his six wings, smoothing all the cracks in space. It hit the huge and incomparably huge Sirius' claws from afar.

The stick so close, between the distances of the sky, shuttles through the space, it is extremely strange, the last strike comes first, and it directly hits the huge Sirius' claws, a sound of wolf howling comes out from the thick smoke, the huge Sirius really body, flashed above the void, and above the forehead of Sirius, the crescent moon imprint showed brilliance, causing waves of heaven and earth to fluctuate, and in the green eyes, there was an angry flame burning.

"Dijiang, Wu Clan, very good, my ancestors remember, in the future, I, the Lord of Sirius, will use the blood of the Wu Clan to wash away today's shame!" His voice was extremely cold, as if the void descended A gust of cold wind blew across the entire world. At this moment, Zu Wu frowned.

"Hehe, Sirius, you, as long as you dare to do it, I don't mind inviting the sons of the Wu clan to eat a meal of Sirius meat. It must taste delicious!" A sneer flashed on She Bishi's rough face. , looking at Patriarch Sirius, said with disdain.

"You, looking for death, Shebishi!" The voice of the ancestor of Sirius was extremely violent, and a crescent moon mark flashed a ray of lunar light on his forehead, hitting Shebishi.

Above the head of Shebi's corpse, wind, rain, thunder and lightning moved together, wind dragons, water dragons, thunder dragons, electric dragons, all of them bared their teeth and danced their claws, facing the power of the sun in the air. This divine power swept across the gods and aroused the power of heaven and earth.

At this moment, a golden and black palace flashed past, it seemed to freeze the entire void, time and space condensed, and two rays of light shot out from it, directly crushing the powerful punch of Taiyin Divine Power and She Bishi, smashing everything.

"Okay, Sirius, this matter ends here, and all causes and effects will come to an end!" A majestic and thick voice came out of the thick fog, and a figure like a chaotic demon god stepped out of it. Demon God Zhanhan.

On his unicorn, it was stained with fresh blood, the golden blood was flowing on it, the divine light surged, and he walked like a dragon and a tiger, with infinite majesty, a square face and round eyes, without anger and prestige, and in his expression, there was an indifferent look , when sweeping past Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jun, there was a slight pause just now.

Zhu Jiuyin still struggled a little while poking his hands, suppressing She Bishi who wanted to make a move again, looking at the Demon God Zhanhan with an extremely serious expression, although his eyes were still closed, they could be opened at any time.

Xuesheng's white clothes are fluttering, and his breath seems to be constantly flowing between young, middle-aged, and old people, unpredictable, and there are endless vicissitudes in his eyes, as if he can see through all disputes, standing quietly in an inconspicuous corner Among them, there is no strong person who dares to ignore his existence. Just now, it was Xue Sheng, whose divine power penetrated the sky, and directly crushed the last wisp of power.At that moment, many powerful people witnessed his strength, three points in one body, youth, middle age, and old age, representing the past, present, and future. Xue Sheng has gradually stepped out of his own way, and achieved the supreme supreme from a distance. Only half a step away, although it is still unfathomable, there is a glimmer of hope after all.

Even if he is as unruly as the ancestral witch is extravagant, there is a faint admiration in the eyes of Xue Sheng. The strongest, condense their own avenue, and walk out of their own avenue to reach the sky. Humiliation!
The strength of Xuesheng made many strong people, for the most powerful people, vaguely have their own guesses in their hearts, did not cut off the way of heaven, did not condense their own avenues, after all, they are the generation of ants, no matter how strong their mana is, The supernatural power is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is also powerless to compete with the power of the strongest. The supernatural power is like a prison. At that moment, they all felt in their hearts that they were like ordinary people without any supernatural powers. They were slaughtered and unable to struggle.

As soon as Xuesheng appeared, he attracted the attention of many powerful people. Although he didn't say a word, standing there quietly was a kind of supreme deterrent. Although the witch clan and the monster clan have their own background, Those are used to ensure the immortality of the race, not for battle. The inheritance of the race is much more important than the momentary glory.

The white clothes fluttered, just like those supreme powerhouses who stood at the peak of the world in ancient times.

Invincible, this is an instant, the most real thought flashed in the hearts of many strong people.

Wearing a golden battle armor, Zhu Aotian walked out slowly with a golden warhammer in his hand. Although the battle armor had cracks, it still couldn't conceal his demeanor. His fighting power was overwhelming. Compared with the Demon God Zhanhan, he was not weak at all. Strength comes first, absolutely no lie.

The silkworm king spreads his six wings and wears the supreme nine-colored crown on his head, just like a god king coming to the world. The nine-colored divine ring covers his whole body, which is extremely mysterious.

The Shadow Emperor is like a shadow, turning into hundreds of millions of shadows at any time, scattered in the air, the nine tail thorns of the Pluto King, swaying in unison, showing the cold light, leisurely, strolling in the courtyard, strolling on the void.

Patriarch Thunder is like the beginning of heaven and earth, like the first thunder, majestic in the world, nine-colored thunder, with supreme divine power, incomparably noble, in charge of the world, the power of hundreds of millions of thunder, the power of thunder, the master of destruction, thunder The power of power, with supreme majesty, is in charge of the punishment of heaven and earth, punishing on behalf of heaven, and doing justice for heaven. At this moment, Patriarch Lei Ting is the embodiment of justice.

In the wild lion's mane, there are streaks of golden light shining like a golden lion. The coercion of the beast emperor and the aura of the emperor emerge on him, and the fearless lion mark naturally emerges around him. The golden golden lion , guarding his surroundings, his eyes, at this moment, also turned into golden pupils, wherever his gaze swept, all spirits surrendered, and the heavens bowed their heads, he, born adhering to the will of the beast emperor, was in charge of the beast way majesty.

The aura of the twelve ancestral witches is united as one, relying on Pangu's coercion to counteract many ancient powerhouses, and faintly, a heart-shaped imprint emerges in the long river of fate jointly evolved by Zhu Jiuyin and Dijiang, suppressing Everything, whether it is the power of time or the power of space, cannot be invaded. The phantom of Pangu appeared above their heads, and the coercion belonging to Pangu came to the void.

In the sky full of stars, Emperor Jun stood on the top of the Sun God Palace, standing on the ground, the dragon horse and the black turtle bowed their heads, and surrounded him. The light of the stars was incomparably miraculous, turning slowly. His eyes were calm and resolute, looking at the demon god from afar Zhan Han and other ancient powerhouses were not moved by them at all. Above the sword eyebrows, there was a majestic appearance, which disappeared in a flash, and then returned to plainness. No one could really see through the overlord at that time. The player tried to find out his hole card, this is the first emperor of heaven, the emperor of heaven!

The heart of an emperor is the most difficult to guess. Every emperor is an invincible legend between heaven and earth. Every emperor walks on the bones of countless unrivaled talents. their reputation.

Perhaps, a generation of emperors did not have the supreme background of the Holy Land, the profound magic power of the ancient powerhouse, and the knowledge of the years. They are the most hidden group of people in the prehistoric world. Their means are enough to make them and any Holy Land. The Holy Lord sits on an equal footing.

Zulonghuang, the first sage in ancient times to be recognized by heaven and earth, established the Supreme Dragon Court, ruled the eight wild lands, and invincible the prehistoric world. At this moment, there is still no strong person who can know his trump card, even, he, in Quietly planning something.

Di Jun, who started from the humble beginnings, ruled the prehistoric group of monsters, all monsters bowed their heads, and was the king of monsters. Although he used various methods, he was worthy of the name of a generation of emperors, and his strength was unfathomable.The first emperor of heaven since the ancient times, after the ancestor Dragon Emperor, the first strong man who took the emperor's road to the peak, occupied the heavens, achieved the name of the overlord of the world, experienced countless catastrophes, and reached the peak, compared to witches As far as the family is concerned, Dijun's experience is truly thrilling. If, if he makes a wrong step, it will be a situation of eternal doom.

Dijun is a supreme legend. Although Jinwu is extremely noble, compared to Pangu Sanqing, the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan, Fuxi Nuwa brothers and sisters, Jieyin Zhunti, and even the demon master Kunpeng, his aptitude is superior. They are all weak, and it is difficult to truly reach the pinnacle of the world.

At this moment, in the prehistoric world, the Golden Crow is the master of the monster clan, and the Golden Crow is the emperor of all monsters, the royal family of the monster clan. Coming here, step by step, overcoming thorns and thorns, walking out of a road of emperors, this has created the myth that belongs to Dijun.

Taking Emperor as his surname and calling him Emperor of Heaven is a supreme feat since ancient times. Even though he was defeated by a saint, it still does not damage his supreme prestige, and even adds a lot of color to his legendary experience.

Di Jun, with a dignified complexion, stood quietly among the stars, looked at many powerful people in the ancient times, and said calmly, "Do you want to continue?"

The light and fluffy words caused infinite waves in the hearts of many strong men. From the beginning to the end, they had never seen Di Jun use his treasures, which made them hesitate.

To fight, or not to fight?

(End of this chapter)