The blood moon transformed by the black robe rose higher and higher, and within a moment, it was with the sky. (..)
Dark demonic energy enveloped the sky, and the blood moon loomed in the demonic mist. For a moment, it was a bit unclear whether this place was the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan or the boundless demonic realm of the Blood Moon Dynasty.
The battle for the crown prince has been rising one after another.
Everyone knows that nine out of ten of the disciples of the eldest prince are members of the devil's path.
After all, the clan elders of Taimiao Ancestral Hall are colluding with the devil to check and balance Lingyin Temple. Although it is secret, it is not unknown to everyone.
At least the various princes and wealthy family bosses present knew some clues.
The weak royal family, if they want not to be controlled by others, can only adopt strategies of mutual checks and balances.
But at the moment, it seems that the elders of the Taimiao Ancestral Hall have lost some control, and the people in the devil's path are not under their control.
For a time, the expressions of various princes and aristocratic family bosses changed subtly.
"Long Tenghou, what do you think the situation is now?"
Some princes asked Long Tenghou. Now that the prince's dispute has long been out of control, they all feel a little uneasy.
The royal family seems to have lost control of the situation.
Long Tenghou frowned slightly and said in deep thought: "Just wait and see what happens. The imperial palace is where the destiny of the entire dynasty lies. The royal family has been operating here for more than 100,000 years. Even if the False God comes, he will never dare to be presumptuous."
Even though he said so, Long Tenghou still felt a little bad in his heart because His Majesty the Emperor Yan had not shown up yet.
In the palace in the clouds.
The ancestor of Taimiao walked to a corner. In front of him, there was a dark shadow. Just the shadow could make people feel the overwhelming demonic power in his eyes.
The two of them talked quickly. Among them, the expression of the ancestor of Taimiao changed several times, and finally nodded helplessly.
When the shadow disappeared, the face of the ancestor of Taimiao returned to normal and he walked forward a little bit.
The clouds and mist in front of him gradually disappeared, and he was about to walk to the stage step by step.
Yanhuang, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them and said calmly: "Who are you talking to?"
The ancestor of Taimiao paused and did not leave him. After a moment, his figure appeared in the eyes of many big men in the palace. He stood in the clouds and muttered: "Don't panic, everyone. Everything in Emperor Yan's ancient mausoleum is under the control of the royal family. Fight as usual."
"It's the ancestor!"
Seeing the ancestor appear, all the princes and big family bosses felt a little relieved.
The ancestors have said so, so there is nothing to worry about. After all, this place is an important place for the imperial palace, with the dynasty's 100,000 years of accumulation.
It's just that the battle for the prince is more complicated and confusing, making it even harder to predict.
In the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan.
Demonic clouds cover the sky, and a blood moon looms in the sky.
Xi held the mutated Demon Emperor Sword, and showed a puzzling smile under the blood moon.
Behind him, the Black Lotus Saint, the Green Lotus Saint, and many magic masters stood in a very strong lineup.
The sudden change caught everyone off guard and frowned.
The Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince stood together, their eyes full of confusion as they didn't know what this man was going to do.
What is even more puzzling is how he can hold the Flame Emperor Sword in the boss's hand. There are too many strange things.
Both of them felt a little uneasy, and they vaguely realized that the contention of this prince's battle had changed.
Looking up at the Blood Moon in the sky, suddenly, as if in a dream, it seems that the Blood Moon Dynasty has taken over this place.
"What kind of agreement did Big Brother and the Taimiao Ancestral Hall reach to bring such a monster to the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb?"
The Thirteenth Prince Wang Yi's eyes flickered and he no longer dared to act rashly.
Wang Feng said softly: "Just wait and see what happens. If he just wants to wait for Misty Immortal Palace to be born, the situation will not be so bad."
The best prediction is that this person is only interested in the fairy palace, and the worst-case scenario is a bit unthinkable.
Sikong Shu and the Silver Dragon King looked at the blood moon above their heads with serious expressions on their faces.
The Silver Dragon King secretly sent a message: "This man's name is Xi. He is the eldest prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty, and he is also favored by the master of the Demon Temple. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely become the new Demon Emperor and take charge of the entire Demonic way, he seems to be destined to win the Misty Palace."
Sikong Shu responded calmly: "It's not that simple. There are many forces entangled in the devil's path. He can integrate the Black Lotus Sect and the Green Lotus Sect under his own control. This shows that his ambition is not small. This time it is not just the Piaomiao Immortal Palace. So simple…”
Whoosh!
On the Demonic Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen, who was nervously healing his wounds, noticed a figure floating down.
But Chu Chaoyun, who was hiding somewhere, appeared and landed next to him.
Chu Chaoyun stared at Xi below and muttered: "It's really unexpected. I thought that by killing the eldest prince, his threat would be eliminated, but now I can't understand what he is going to do..."
"Don't you understand? It's actually very simple. The rivers and seas are surging, and the boats are coming and going, all for profit. Putting aside those trivial details, he used my hands to kill the eldest prince. It is obvious that he wants to obtain the maximum benefit and replace him!"
Xiao Chen made a bold prediction that no one dared to think of. Chu Chaoyun was shocked and did not dare to answer.
The Yanwu Dynasty has stood for more than 100,000 years, with a vast territory and profound heritage. He is just one person and wants to take over the entire Yanwu Dynasty. This is a bit of a fantasy and is too exaggerated.
"Is this a little too incredible?"
Chu Chaoyun paused and said with some uncertainty.
After all, Ruo Xi is only here for Misty Immortal Palace, so there is no need to reveal her identity. It is actually better to let the eldest prince block the gun in front of the stage.
"After eliminating all possibilities, there is only one possibility left. No matter how incredible it is, it is the truth. Do you know who else is standing behind me besides Tianmeng?"
"who?"
Chu Chaoyun raised his eyebrows. He had long felt that Xiao Chen seemed to know some information that he did not understand.
"Lingyin Temple! Without the help of Lingyin Temple, my strength would not have been able to change before the battle for the prince. This game is no longer as simple as the battle for the prince. In today's martial arts era, the eight superpowers are all present and have plans. There is a backup plan.”
There was one more thing that Xiao Chen didn't say.
That day in Lingyin Temple, the Sword God Su Hanshan and Spring Snow Swordsman Panhuang were both there at the same time. Was it a coincidence
How could it be such a coincidence that the number one person in the way of swordsmanship and the number one person in the way of swordsmanship appeared in Lingyin Temple at the same time... This game of chess has been based on the entire martial arts era from the beginning.
Xiao Chen's eyes flashed brightly, and when he looked around, Sikong Shu and the Silver Dragon King of the Martial God Palace stood proudly, holding back.
Xuantian Holy Land Wen Renyu stood quietly behind Daoxuan with Zhu Qin on his back.
Yan Cangming and Zhenyuan of the Hades Temple seem to be on a unified front with the people in the Demonic Path, but if you look closely, you can see that they are a little distant...
"There is one more person."
Xiao Chen looked around and couldn't find the person in his heart. He frowned and said softly.
"Is there another person?"
Chu Chaoyun was a little confused and didn't know who Xiao Chen was talking about.
Xiao Chen didn't answer. He looked around, but still couldn't find the man. He didn't know where he was hiding.
But Xiao Chen knew that he must be there, must be in the Yanhuang ancient mausoleum.
Otherwise, he would not ask him for no reason that day, will you kill me
The blood moon was in the sky, as bright as fire.
Xi was wearing a dragon robe and holding the Demon Emperor Sword tightly. She felt that the sword in her hand had been completely transformed into the Demon Emperor Sword and opened her eyes.
The left and right eyes are completely different, giving them an evil aura.
Wow!
The slightly domineering words were spoken calmly in Xi's mouth, making people feel a little chilly.
With a slight stroke of the Demon Emperor Sword in his hand, the altar beside him was split into two.
Suddenly, there was only one altar left in the core area, and only Wang Yan was still nervously refining the Flame Emperor Sword, hoping to perfectly integrate his own avenue with the dragon vein of the dynasty.
"The battle for the crown prince must be over."
Xi glanced around and landed on Wang Yan in the blazing holy fire, with a sneer on his lips.
His unfathomable momentum is more terrifying and unpredictable than the eldest prince Wang Fei brings to everyone.
"not good!"
On the back of the demon blood vulture, Xiao Chen's expression changed, and he guessed what Xi was going to do.
He was determined to fight again, but as soon as he stood up, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His current condition was really not suitable for taking action.
A flash of sword light came from an unexpected place, carrying the power of the dynasty, and landed on the altar where Wang Yan was.
It is also the power of the dynasty, but what this sword contains is the power of the Blood Moon Dynasty.
The sword light turned into a blood dragon derived from the dynasty's heritage. Xiao Suo and others on the altar were swept away by the sword wind before they had time to react.
"No!"
The imperial power contained in the sword wind was so great that they, who had been severely injured, could not resist it, and were ruthlessly swept away by the sword wind.
Then he watched helplessly as the sword light fell and the blood dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed the entire altar indifferently.
boom!
Along with the scattered holy fire, the altar was instantly destroyed.
In the core area, all eight altars were destroyed and none remained.
Xiao Chen covered his chest and kept coughing, staring at the blood moon in the sky.
The sword just now flew out of the blood moon.
No one expected that a sword would fly out of the blood moon, including Xiao Chen himself.
Looking carefully, there is a streak in the blood moon. Long Ying's background is unknown.
The dragon is hidden in the moon and is with the sky.
call out!
Without any warning, a pair of dragon eyes suddenly opened in the high blood moon. It looks down at the world, and the boundless sky seems to be its body.
Boundless pressure suddenly appeared on the shoulders of everyone in the field. Looking at the blood moon in the sky, there was a deep look of fear in their eyes.
In that round, the blood moon dominated the world and wanted to swallow up mountains, rivers and all realms with anger.
Hiss!
In the core area, there is a steady stream of dragon essence. The roots are as crystal clear as silk, constantly floating into the sky, and being swallowed by the demonic clouds.
The blood moon in the clouds seems more beautiful.
Like, so similar!
Xiao Chen's heart was pounding and his hands were trembling. This blood moon was so similar to the blood moon in Qinglong Ancient Land.
What is the relationship between Xi and Xiaoyun Dragon Emperor
"You are right, he really wants to take over the Yanwu Dynasty. There is a dragon vein clone of the Blood Moon Dynasty hidden in that blood moon. It is devouring the dragon veins of the Yanwu Dynasty bit by bit. It seems that the Taimiao Ancestral Hall has completely fallen to the Demon Temple. Sorry, this game of chess is not easy to play..."
Chu Chaoyun sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his words, as the opponent had already succeeded. The other disciples and masters had just gone through a great battle and had suffered a huge loss. No one dared to take action at this time.
If Xiao Chen hadn't taken action to kill Wang Fei, maybe the opponent wouldn't have gone so smoothly.
But Xiao Chen can't be blamed. Chu Chaoyun himself had this plan, to kill Wang Fei and let his disciples leave at the same time.
You can plan, but you can never keep up with changes.
"Should I also say that those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish?"
Xi said with a harmless smile and waved the Demon Emperor Sword forward casually.
Boom!
I saw a flash of sword light, creating ripples, swaying forward like ripples in circles. It seems like a casual wave, but inadvertently, it brings about boundless momentum, like a huge wave, containing vast magical power.
"The Wrath of the Silver Dragon!"
"Slash the stars with rage!"
"Hantian Fist Light!"
"Sorrowful Cloud Palm!"
The prince and retainers who were still alive looked at the sword patterns that were coming in circles like ripples. His face changed drastically, and while he was making killing moves everywhere, his figure retreated crazily. Some weaklings were the first to bear the brunt, their bodies were severely injured, and they spit out blood.
With a single strike of the sword, all the heroes retreated!
Looking up at the Demonic Blood Vulture who was forced to retreat, Xi smiled slightly and said, "Brother Xiao, I share this world with you!"
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