The blood moon shines brightly, the cold wind blows everywhere, and in the central forbidden area, the situation changes, and the four emperors fight for the fairy jade.
Dancing white hair, hunting with the wind, the powerful and unusual breath permeates, shocking people.
The sudden change shocked the arrogance of the hundreds of clans present, and the four emperors quickly regained their senses, but they didn't hold back, absorbing their qi and returning to their origin, refusing to face the immortal jade that was scattered all over the sky.
"I can't control what you are doing in your own territory, but here, what I say is what I say!"
The voice was calm, without the slightest threat, but the tone in the words was one that would not allow anyone to refuse.
The black knife was unsheathed and slashed through the void with one knife. Between the five, a terrifying space gully appeared, blocking the way forward for the four emperors.
"Brother Ning, you!"
Hong Yuan's expression sank, looking at Suyi's figure in front of him, his fists clenched loudly.
"It's you!"
The emperor saw the person coming, and murderous intent broke out on his face. The humiliation two years ago was unforgettable to this day.
"Step aside"
With Xianyu in front, Jin Lin'er also lost her former patience, looked at the former, and said coldly.
"God willing"
Tian Xin sighed softly, she calculated that a huge number of immortal jade would be born in the central forbidden area, but she did not calculate that the person in front of her would show up to block it. In just over a year, he walked out of the turbulent flow of time and space. Incredible.
"It's beyond your own power, since you are so eager to seek death, I will fulfill you!"
The emperor sneered coldly, the figure flashed, and he started first.
The Shiling family, the race closest to the gods by nature, are very few in number. However, each of them is very powerful, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the same realm.
Emperor Shi, who stepped into the Red Dust Realm with half a foot ten years ago, has an amazing talent. It is said that he has defeated a real Red Dust Realm powerhouse, and his strength is extremely terrifying.
The emperor made a move, and his flesh and skin were petrified, and his gestures could shake the magic weapon.
The black knife should be on, the collision of gold and stone resounded, sparks splashed, and the petrified skin sword was hard to hurt, comparable to divine gold.
The three moves confronted each other, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. Ning Chen's expression was slightly cold, his left palm leaned towards Yuan Yuan, and snow waves covered the sky.
The bang was violently shaken, and the heavy palm was added to the body. The emperor, who was hard to hurt by the sword, was actually shaken back a few steps, and his true energy continued to overflow.
Qilin's unique skills, the final style of picking stars, and the ultimate cultivation, can be scattered, but Emperor Shi is very ordinary, and he just bears the danger of scattered work.
The emperor was injured and shocked everyone. Not far away, Jin Lin'er frowned slightly, without saying much, he took one step and entered the battle.
"Cover the Rain to the Wave"
As soon as he shot it, it was the royal family's unique skill. Knowing the strength of the young man in front of him, Jin Lin'er shot without any reservations.
Palm Yuan arrived, destroying mountains and cracking rocks, Ning Chen didn't take a step back, his energy penetrated the sky, the snow and waves rolled, and he greeted the royal family's secret ceremony.
Extremely tricky confrontation, thunderous, between the two, the earth split open, the mountains moved away, and the dust was romantic.
With all his strength, it is difficult to win a strong enemy, Jin Lin'er looked solemn, glanced at the two behind him, and said, "When do you want to see, if you can't get these immortal jades, no one will be able to get Yin-Yang Feiyu in the future. ."
Hong Yuan and Tian Xin heard the words, and the thoughts in their eyes kept beating. The words of the princess of the scale clan were true. Their goals were both yin and yang and not jade.
"excuse me!"
Hong Yuan retracted his thoughts and no longer hesitated. The interests of the royal family were above everything else, and he could not go against it.
As soon as he took a step, the golden light was dazzling, and in an instant, the golden lion joined the battle, punched out, and opened the mountains and seas.
Not far away, the emperor suppressed the surging real energy in his body, sneered, and swept out his figure, joining the battle again.
The three emperors joined forces, and the offensive was astonishing. Ning Chen frowned slightly, stepped on odd steps, turned his sword briskly, and his figure was like a dragon. With the advantage of speed, he fought against the three emperors.
Outside the battle, Tian Xin looked at the four people in the battle, for a long time, he sighed in his heart, raised his slender hands, and fought against the wind.
The secret formula of the Wu clan, just now in the world, the expressions of the four people in the battle are all condensed.
In the sight of the eyes, above the nine heavens, the Thunder God will descend to the mortal world, holding a halberd, lingering in thunder, and the heavenly power is shocked.
The god will come to the world, and the thunder halberd thunders down, shaking the world with its shocking power.
Tian Xin made a move, and the balance of the battle finally changed. Ning Chen's mad bones met him and took the thunder halberd.
The shocking drama sounded, Su Yi took a half step back, the first time since the war.
When the three emperors saw this, their silhouettes passed by at the same time, and they swung their hands to the front.
At the moment of crisis, outside the battle situation, Xu Yao and Gu Xin's expressions condensed at the same time, stepping over and swept towards the battle situation.
Bieyun and Taiyin came out of their sheaths, slashing the world with a shocking edge, supporting the fate of the war.
The two kings shot, not far away, the fox saint girl Xiaoxiao, and the Xiaoyue royal girl Cang Ming looked at the young man in Suyi in the battle, his eyes narrowed, this person's strength and identity are equally mysterious, it seems that they all ignored it before the most powerful opponent.
In the battle, at the moment when the fate of the first retreat, the three emperors' offensive came, and the earth-shattering energy did not leave any retreat.
At the back, the two kings joined forces to clear the siege. At this moment, in front of everyone, an astonishing scene happened. Slow down.
The sudden change, the three emperors were all shocked, and they didn't have time to recover, but when they saw Suyi's figure flashing three times, the palm energy blasted out, and it was suddenly added to the three emperors.
"Uh"
With a muffled sound, the three emperors retreated and were injured at the same time.
Drops of blood, dyed red battle clothes, so dazzling, the four emperors joined forces, and they fell into defeat.
Inside and outside the battle, the Three Sovereigns and the Baizu Tianjiao looked shocked, and it was hard to believe what was happening in front of them.
"You two, thank you! This battle, just leave it to me."
Ning Chen looked sideways, looked at the two descendants of the royal line who helped, and said calmly.
Xu Yao and Gu Xin recovered from the shock, looking at the young figure in front of them, their hearts were unstoppable.
They knew that this person was strong, but they did not expect to be so strong.
Facing the four descendants of the imperial vein at the same time, such strength has exceeded the limit of the younger generation.
Even more frightening.
This man has never used a sword!
Gu Xin looked at the person in front of him with an unusually dignified expression. He knew that as long as the person in front of him hadn't used his sword yet, it meant that he had not done his best, and the four descendants of the imperial vein would have no chance of winning.
"Where did King Rising Sun find such a monster, Young Master Xu Yao, the master of Yin-Yang Feiyu seems to be the King of Rising Sun."
Gu Xin glanced at the young master of Rising Sun King City in the distance and said.
"It's too early to say this. The four descendants of the imperial vein have not used their real cards. Their strength should be more than that."
Xu Yao held the Bieyun Divine Sword, looked at the stalemate in front of him, and said condensedly.
Gu Xin nodded, looked away, looked at the battle situation, and the brilliance flashed in his eyes. The four descendants of the imperial vein did have reservations, but that Young Master Ning also did not do his best.
During the conversation between the two, the battle ahead, the war resumed, and the situation became more intense. Outside the battle, the two stared closely at the front, ready to help at any time.
The fierce battle is difficult to understand. Hong Yuan, Jin Lin'er, and Emperor Zi joined forces to fight. Not far away, Tianxin controls the thunder and the wind.
In the face of the four emperors joining forces, Ning Chen's expression became serious, and the aura of time flowed around his body, suppressing the speed of the three of them.
The fist wind arrived, and Ning Chen was three feet around him. In the realm of years, all attacks became slow, like falling into a quagmire, and the speed was greatly reduced.
"Twelve Forms of Lingxi, Eight Voids Against Dragon"
The battle was white-hot, Ning Chen turned his palms and poured his energy into the foundation, and in the wind and snow, the eight dragons roared out in shock.
Eight dragons appeared in the world, the situation was changing, the animation sky and snow were rolled, and they rushed to the front of the four emperors.
The extreme prestige struck, the expressions of the four were condensed, and they dared not keep it any longer.
For a time, in the night sky, four beams of light rose into the sky, and the terrifying pressure shook the blood moon of nine days.
At this moment, outside the ancient battlefield, on the ancient plains, the expressions of the four kings in ancient clothes who were responsible for guarding them were all shocked.
Red Dust Fairy Mirror!
Those four descendants of the imperial vein!
What happened in the ancient battle, so that the four descendants of the imperial vein could unlock the seal at the same time.
"Awesome young man"
In the sky, the auspicious clouds rolled, and the emperor fell from the sky. He looked at the ancient battlefield ahead, and his old eyes flashed a little bit of brilliance.
In the previous ten thousand miles, she saw that this young man was not simple, but she never thought that his true strength was so powerful that the four descendants of the imperial vein had to untie the bloodline seal.
No matter what the result of this battle, this person is undoubtedly the first person of the younger generation.
In the glorious world, the younger generation of geniuses among the Hundred Clans came forth in large numbers. This was an era when the geniuses of the Hundred Clan showed their talents. Now it seems that in the long years to come, the geniuses of the Hundred Clan will live in the shadow of this young man.
In the ancient battlefield, under the blood moon, the four descendants of the imperial vein released their seals, their power and body were fully opened, and the mirror of the red dust shocked everyone.
The four emperors unblocked, and their coercion rose sharply. Everyone present, the weaker ones, were immediately shaken back several feet, and it was difficult to bear the power of the red dust.
Outside the battle, Gu Xin looked at the four descendants of the imperial vein who were unblocked in front of him, and his expression became heavy.
The real battle is about to begin now. Compared with the strength of the four imperial descendants, he is more concerned about whether the four of them force this Young Master Ning to use his sword.
In the battle situation under the moon, the four emperors did their best, and under the pressure of terror, the surrounding world kept shaking, the mountains collapsed, and the disaster was thousands of miles away.
In front of the Four Emperors, Ning Chen looked at the four people in front of him, but his expression did not change. As soon as he stepped, he moved first.
The black saber disappeared, Lingxi's unique style and unicorn's unique skills went hand in hand, Ning Chen was swept by the wind and snow, and in an instant, he came to the emperor.
The palms were staggered, the momentum was majestic, the eight dragons roared, Ning Chen released the amazing foundation of his body, and between the close, heavy palms slammed out.
The attack was astonishing, the emperor's expression sank, and his cultivation in the world of red dust broke out, and his fists approached him, blocking the attack.
In the eyes of everyone, the two supreme beings of the younger generation confronted again, fists and palms exchanged, terrifying forces collided, and an earth-shattering aftershock shook. In the doomsday scene, the gods and ghosts were frightened, and in the frantically rolling sand waves, a plain-clothed figure appeared, with white hair flying, motionless like a mountain.