Xianhong Road

Chapter 790

That cold drink like thunder, followed by the supreme emperor Longwei, shocked the audience.

The three princes were shocked by one move! ! !

Everyone's actions were stopped for a while.

Even Zhendong Hou and Bai Yu, who were fighting, were no exception.

Emperor Qin! !
This person is the supreme ruler of the Great Qin Dynasty today—the Qin Emperor?
There was a dead silence on the field... Millions of monks, under the power of the supreme emperor Long, gave birth to an instinct of worship in their blood and souls.

"Emperor Qin never leaves the palace, how could he appear here?"

Sitting in the rear, Feng Qinghou, who controls an army of millions of monks, also had a flash of surprise in his eyes.

But she quickly regained her composure in an instant, unfolded her consciousness, and looked at the body of this "incarnation of the emptiness".

At this moment, what came to the gap in Tianlan Immortal Formation was nothing but the incarnation of "Qin Huang" condensed tens of thousands of miles away.

The man who was the incarnation of a hundred-foot-high god had a stern and domineering face, dressed in a dragon robe, and glared at him. The terrifying majesty of the king made it difficult for countless monks on the field to breathe.

Who can bear the wrath of Emperor Qin?
"Hahaha...Little nephew Jun'er, are you trying to reverse the situation by sending only one clone over?"

Zhendong Hou's spiritual sense swept tens of thousands of miles away, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

If it was Qin Huang himself who came, it might be possible to reverse the situation, but the person who came was just a clone, no matter how powerful he was, he was no match for many princes.

The wildness of Zhendong Hou is well known to the world. It is not a day or two since he united with the princes of the Eight Routes to fight against the Qin Emperor.

In terms of seniority, he is higher than the current Emperor Qin.

"So it's just Qinhuang's avatar." Tianlinhou heaved a sigh of relief.

"The visitor is just a clone, and he doesn't carry [Nine Dragon Seal], why should we be afraid?"

The three princes immediately regained their momentum, and at the same time gathered three incarnations of the gods, and displayed all kinds of supernatural powers, fighting with Qin Huang's incarnation of the gods.

bang bang bang——

Following the battle of the avatars of several great gods, the entire Lingding Xianfeng trembled slightly, and there was a wave of ripples in the Tianlan Xianzheng.

"Even though it's only Qin Huang's avatar, it's extremely troublesome..." Feng Qinghou frowned slightly.

"Uncle Sanhuang, I haven't seen you for many years. Your strength has grown a lot, and you have the ability to overwhelm 'Old Immortal Bai Yu'. This time, the widow will definitely not let your plan succeed. Besides, I am not here alone..."

Qin Huang's domineering voice came from a condescending voice.

In a short while, Qin Huang, who had a stern and proud face and a yellow robe, descended on the Immortal Dao Sect in the dazzling golden light.

But at this time, his condensed avatar of the void, with a "poof", turned into nothingness under the cooperation of the three princes.

Just the incarnation of the emptiness condensed in the mind makes the three princes tired of dealing with it. It can be seen that although the comer is a clone, his strength is still better than that of ordinary princes.

"Is this the current 'Emperor Qin'?" Yang Fan stared.

Qin Huang looked very young, his face was cold and jade, and he was extremely handsome, but the domineering coldness and arrogance that penetrated his bones made him have no affinity.

In the outline of his face, he is also somewhat similar to Qin Xin. The dragon robe he wears is engraved with ancient and solemn dragon patterns, and a majestic and mysterious force of luck is directed into the endless sky.

This dragon robe is exactly the [Dragon Dragon Robe] of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme Dragon Tool. It is the robe of the emperor, and only the emperor is qualified to wear it.

call out--

Thousands of miles behind Qin Huang, another seemingly ordinary man flew over, with his hands behind his back, his eyes closed, and he didn't seem to smell anything.

The existence of this person is easily overlooked.

He looks ordinary, but in fact he has a tall and straight figure, a stalwart, his brows are like swords, his eyes are like stars, and he is unparalleled in handsomeness.

This is a perfect man who couldn't be more perfect, but his artistic conception has reached the pinnacle, reaching the point of returning to the basics and restraining the radiance.

"It's him..." Yang Fan almost exclaimed.

"This time, the emperor did not come alone, he is my teacher... Qianqiu Wuhen."

Qin Huang raised his hand to explain, as if it was only to introduce to San Huangshu Zhendong Marquis, and also to show the world.

And at this time, the man immersed in a certain realm slowly opened his eyes...

In an instant, he seemed to be the center of the world, blending into the wind, blending into every fallen leaf and brick.

It was an artistic conception that would last forever, without traces through the ages, as if there was nothing in the world that could make him stop.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, he gave a slight signal to Qin Huang, and then he was immersed in his cultivation comprehension again. His figure fluttered through the Tianlan fairy formation, and the terrifying killing formation passed by the corner of his clothes, as if slipping .

His majestic and ethereal figure flew to the eighth peak and landed beside a refined man holding a broken sword.

"Yang Yaoshi, we meet again."

Qianqiu Wuhen's old-fashioned and indifferent face showed a smile for the first time, opened his eyes again, looked at Yang Fan, but said: "Your progress in cultivation is a little slow."

Except for Qin Huang and Yang Fan, he seemed to ignore everyone else.

"It's just a late-stage cultivator!! Nephew Qin Jun, is this your teacher?"

Zhendong Hou sneered, regardless of the following matters, and fought with the old fairy Bai Yu again.

"Late stage of transformation? We'll be gone in the blink of an eye..."

The other princes also mocked and laughed.

"I'm not like Grandmaster Qianqiu, who has nothing but cultivation."

Yang Fan said indifferently, facing Qianqiu Wuhen's eyes.

When the two were talking, all other shouts and noises became a passing cloud.

Qianqiu Wuhen nodded to express his agreement, then closed his eyes and immersed himself in a certain state again.

What Yang Fan said is the truth, Qianqiu Wuhen is not studying and cultivating almost all the time, coupled with his talent and comprehension that are arrogant to the world, if it is not because of the practice of "three spirits into one", which is ten times more difficult than ordinary exercises Supernatural powers, I'm afraid it's not just the late stage of transformation.

When Qianqiu Wuhen and Qin Huang arrived, the broken sword in Yang Fan's hand trembled with excitement.

"It's such a strange existence, the profound meaning in this sword makes me feel terrible..."

Qianqiu Wuhen didn't open his eyes, but noticed Wushuang Broken Sword.

"What a powerful opponent!!"

Yang Fan felt Wushuang's emotional fluctuations.

Yang Fan didn't ask Qianqiu Wuhen's purpose of coming here, but he started to pay attention to the battle situation.

Qin Huang descended in front of the huge gap in the Tianlan Immortal Formation, and the [Dragon Dragon Robe] on his body released the dragon aura of the supreme emperor, which immediately counteracted the power of luck carried by the [Panlong Ring] of Zhendong Hou, and the morale of hundreds of thousands of troops fall.

"Emperor Qin is here, and I'm being courteous."

That Marquis Jinpeng saluted on the surface, but he didn't show any real respect.

"Stop talking nonsense and kill this tyrant's clone."

The other two princes Qiqi sacrificed psychic magic weapons and joined forces with Jin Penghou to resist the Qin Emperor.

Qin Huang sneered, and the [Dragon Dragon Robe] on his body burst into the sky with a golden light, and a dragon of luck circled around him. An extremely powerful dragon aura condensed in the palms of his hands, and suddenly slapped them out, forming three "golden dragons" blooming dazzling gold.

Each of these three golden dragons was lifelike, several tens of feet long, and the dragons chanted continuously, their power astounding the world.

bang bang bang~
As soon as Fang fought, the three princes were immediately pushed back by the terrifying Long Jin, and couldn't help but churn with anger and blood.

With every gesture, Qin Huang forced the three princes out of the gap, and said with a look of disdain: "In the early years, I don't know how many little bugs like you, I have killed!!"

The three princes were actually compared to bugs.

Jin Penghou and the others had extremely gloomy faces.

"Hmph, if your deity comes here in person, and you still have the qualifications to speak, let me and the three of you join hands today to tear your body into tens of thousands of pieces to vent the world's resentment!!"

One of the princes reprimanded coldly, kicked his feet, and two earth dragons with shining brown luster stretched out from under the ground, under the sudden attack, they bound Qin Huang alive.

Marquis Jinpeng was overjoyed, his body transformed into a golden glow, and an intertwined golden net fell down, covering Qin Huang's head.

The third prince held a black poisonous sword, and stabbed Qin Huang with a "puchi" in the cold breath.

The corner of Qin Huang's mouth was mocking, and one hand turned into a golden dragon claw, tearing the golden screen.

"How is it possible...my psychic weapon!!"

Marquis Jinpeng snorted.

"That's actually the 'Dragon Transformation Art' in the legend of the royal family!!" Feng Qinghou who was sitting in the distance exclaimed in surprise.

boom! !

Qin Huang stomped on the ground with one foot, and the entire Lingding Xianfeng trembled, breaking the two earth dragons to pieces.

As for the poisonous sword that attacked sharp and evil, as soon as it touched the [Dragon Dragon Robe], golden flames exploded, and a puff of black smoke and scars rose from the poisonous sword, eclipsing its color.

With a "bang", a layer of golden light pattern appeared on the [Dagon Dragon Robe], which shattered the poisonous sword.

"My 'Poisonous Dragon Sword'!!" The prince's face was pale.

[Dragon Dragon Robe]: One of the most precious dragon weapons, although it is not ranked among the top three, it is the most auspicious king's robe. ! !

Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng ~ ~ ~
Qin Huang was wearing the [Dragon Dragon Robe], and with just a pair of fleshy palms, he defeated the three princes and princes in an understatement.

"In terms of his own cultivation alone, Emperor Qin's avatar is not much higher than them, but his realm is more profound, and with the [Dragon Dragon Robe] and the bloodline of Xianqin inheritance, he can beat the three princes!!"

Yang Fan gasped.

The supernatural being with the most precious dragon weapon is much stronger, not to mention the most powerful "Qin Emperor" in the Great Qin Dynasty.

After a while, Qin Huang stood alone in front of the gap and shut out hundreds of thousands of troops.

It's really a man who is in charge of everyone! !
As time went by, the gap in the formation gradually healed, and the three princes were beaten to the point where they could only parry.

"Why haven't the reinforcements come yet!!"

Feng Qinghou was secretly worried, and whispered to himself.

"Feng Qinghou, are you waiting for me?"

A mysterious man in black armor with ancient patterns, hiding in the infinite darkness, appeared behind him.

Feng Qinghou's back felt cold, he didn't know when he was approached by this person.

"You're finally here..." Feng Qinghou let out a long breath.

The mysterious man's demonic energy was like a dark cloud, he looked up at the battle between the old fairy Bai Yu and Zhendonghou, and said with a sneer: "This old immortal is obviously letting water..."

"Master Tianmo, you should help resist the 'Emperor Qin'."

Feng Qinghou smiled wryly.

"Qin Huang? It's just a clone, why should I be afraid?"

The man called Heavenly Demon sneered, his figure flickered, and he moved hundreds of miles away.

The next moment, a boundless and endless abyss of devilish energy surged above Tianlan Immortal Formation.

puff puff! !
Two giant black hands stretched out from the devil's abyss, one of them made a "pop" and shocked Qin Huang back.

Bang bang bang! !
The other hand directly knocked the three princes into the air.

"Get out of the way of the three bugs, Qin Huang let me deal with it, tsk tsk... It's been a long time since I fought, my Qin Huang His Majesty!!"

Those two black hands stretched out from the abyss of devilish energy, pinched left and right, and lifted them to the top of Qin Huang's head.

"Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, how dare you oppose me, you are not afraid that I will destroy your 'Heavenly Demon Sect'!!"

Qin Huang's face darkened, but there was also a hint of fear in his eyes.

And Yang Fan, who was watching the battle from a distance, shuddered and worried: This time, the Immortal Dao Sect war has attracted so many big figures, and the situation is getting more and more chaotic...

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