The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 272 Aba Aba
Half a day later, the Yaoguang King was killed by a sniper, and the news that the dragon-marked black gold tripod had been taken by mysterious forces spread like wildfire, and the whole Big Dipper suddenly boiled.

"Who ate the dragon liver and phoenix gall, and dared to snatch the extreme emperor's soldiers?"

"Is it the saint strongman of the ancient royal family who made the move?"

"According to reports, there were a few black dog hairs and broken formation marks left on the scene. Some people speculated that it was that nasty big black dog that led people to rob."

……

In the Holy Land of Shaking Light, a group of powerful people sat around an ancient altar, chanting words, and an ancient and mysterious spell resounded through the sky.

At the same time, the Dao patterns on the altar flickered, and the Dao sound was faint, just like the sacrificial sound of the ancient ancestors, grand and vast, and a beam of mysterious light connected to distant and unknown places.

"The emperor returns to his throne!"

On the Gobi Desert in Beiyuan, Shen Ma, Duan De, Heihuang and Xiaonuan sat around a huge fire, and a Beiyuan bear as high as [-] feet was being roasted on the fire.

The barbecue is sizzling, and the rich gravy and aroma make people salivate.

Suddenly, the black gold tripod with dragon pattern in the little girl's hand glowed with a faint divine light, trembling constantly, as if it was alive, swallowing the essence of life.

"No, it's the Holy Land of Shaking Light calling for the Black Golden Ding with Dragon Pattern, the old Duan should suppress it!" the Black Emperor said in shock.

The Holy Land of Shaking Light has controlled the dragon pattern black gold for more than 10,000 years. It has already left an indelible mark, and naturally has the means to take it back.

The gods in it also have a certain degree of recognition for the Holy Land of Waving Light. If it weren't for the special nature of the little girl, the dragon pattern black gold tripod would never be so easy to get.

"Hey!"

Duan De's eyebrows rushed out of the sky-swallowing demon cover, thousands of strands of black light fell down, turning into a black hole, swallowing the dragon-patterned black gold tripod.

He took a step forward and quickly threw the Heaven Swallowing Demon Cap out.

"boom!"

A semi-emperor weapon and a complete emperor weapon confronted each other in the void, and the terrifying emperor's power suddenly exploded, turning into a chaotic sea of ​​killing, like thousands of stars falling, making people breathless.

"The universe is contained in the cover, and the heaven and earth are so good..." Duan De's forehead was covered with cold sweat, chanting a mysterious spell, engraved runes in the void with both hands, and then kept hitting the sky-swallowing demon cover.

"This thing is really a hot potato, and it would be a pity to throw it away. If the Holy Land of Wavelight summons it day and night, is it necessary to suppress it with the Heaven Swallowing Demon Cap? Fatty will be drained sooner or later." Shen Ma sighed.

"It's impossible to lose it. I finally got a complete imperial weapon. How can I let it go back? How about letting the little girl do it?" Heihuang suggested.

"I can only try." Shen Ma turned his head and said to the little girl with a smile: "My girl, that little black cauldron is too bad, can you let it be quiet for a while?"

"Okay!" Xiaonuan nodded, and shouted towards the dragon-patterned black gold tripod that was shaking constantly in the void: "Xiao Ding, be obedient, don't be naughty."

"Shh!"

The terrifying imperial prestige gradually dissipated, and the dragon pattern black gold tripod returned to its original appearance, as docile as a lamb.

"Wuliang Tianzun, Daoist is exhausted to death, if you come here a few more times, you will have to drain me dry." Duan De tiredly collapsed on the ground, losing a few catties of fat all over his body.

"If there is a complete Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar to suppress it, it should be able to completely cut off the call from the Fluctuating Light Holy Land." The Black Emperor frowned and said.

"This is not realistic, is there any other way?" Shen Ma asked.

Duan De and Heihuang looked at each other, suddenly, they all turned their heads to look at the little girl, and said: "Blood to recognize the Lord!"

……

In the Holy Land of Shaking Light, the ancient altar, a group of powerful people opened their eyes in shock, the summoning was cut off unexpectedly.

"broken!"

"Quickly ask the ancestor to come out of the mountain!"

A small world in the deepest part of the holy land, where ancient trees are vigorous, old medicines are everywhere, and spiritual energy is dense, like a piece of fairy land.In the center, there are three blocks of divine origin that are ups and downs, and the breath of the holy way permeates from them.

"The unfilial disciple kowtowed to the holy ancestor. Today, a major event related to the life and death of the holy land happened. I have to disturb the holy ancestor's sleep. I hope you will forgive me." .

"What's the matter?" An old voice instantly resounded throughout the small world.

"The black gold cauldron with dragon pattern is lost... lost, nothing... can't be summoned back." The Holy Master buried his head even lower before shaking the light, tremblingly said.

"What?!" Another majestic voice resounded from the divine source, filled with overwhelming anger, causing the Holy Master in front of the Fluctlight below to surge with qi and blood, coughing up blood again and again.

"The emperor's soldiers are lost...lost." The Holy Master did not dare to breathe before shaking the light, for fear of being slaughtered by the ancestor.

"It's a shame. The emperor's soldiers stayed in the holy land for 10,000+ years and they were all safe and sound, but they were lost in your generation. It's really not as good as the previous generation." The voice of the old woman came from a divine source.

"Build a blood altar, awaken the emperor soldiers and gods!"

A blood-colored altar rose into the sky in the small world, covered with dragon patterns and ancient sacrificial scriptures, exuding strange fluctuations.

The saint among the three divine sources did not come out, but activated the blood altar through the divine source through mysterious means. The holy way panicked and tore open the barrier of the small world.

All of a sudden, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the wind roared. It seemed that ancient battle spirits were revived in the heaven and earth, and they were about to return against the sky, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

"Hey!"

A piercing beam of light shot out from the altar and sank into a distant unknown place.

In the Beiyuan Gobi Desert, the cold wind gusts, and the sky is filled with dust for nine days.

"Ninny, do you like this little black cauldron?" Heihuang asked softly.

"I like it." The little girl nodded, with an innocent look on her face.

"But this little black cauldron is not good, and always wants to run away. If you can make it recognize you as the master, it won't run away." The Black Emperor coaxed.

"Then what should I do?" The little girl opened her big round eyes with a puzzled look on her face.

"It's very simple, just pour a drop of blood on it." Heihuang said with a smile.

"Will it hurt?" The little girl was a little scared when she heard the word dripping blood.

"It doesn't hurt, and there is no need to break the skin." Heihuang said softly.

"Okay." The little girl plucked up her courage and stretched out a small hand.

"Shh!"

A small drop of crystal clear blood floated out of Xiaonuan's palm, and then dripped on the black gold tripod with dragon pattern.

One breath, two breaths, there is no such change as imagined.

"Is it useless? It shouldn't be." Shen Ma muttered.

In the third breath, a shocking wave came out from the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns, and the flowers, birds, insects, fish, sun, moon and stars on it seemed to come to life, with brilliant divine light, and thousands of strands of black gold energy fell down.

The most frightening thing was that a humanoid figure emerged, shrouded in a layer of fairy light. Her eyes were indifferent, but with a sense of indifference and transcendence, like an ancient god.

The majestic aura swept across the ten directions, as if a gap had been cut open between the heaven and the earth, and immeasurable power of gods poured down, making Shenma and the others tremble uncontrollably.

Only the little girl present was calm and composed, holding a piece of spicy barbecue in her hand, looking curiously at the woman who emerged from the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns.

"It's over, this is the god of the emperor's army, it has awakened." Duan De was covered in cold sweat, as if falling into an ice cave.

"Abaa..." Heihuang lay down and pretended to be dead, trembling.He knew how terrifying the awakened emperor soldiers and gods were, comparable to the resurrection of the great emperor, and it was useless to run away.

Perhaps it was because the little girl was sitting on top of Shen Ma's head, the emperor's prestige on him had weakened a lot, but he still felt palpitations...

(End of this chapter)