Emperor's Domination

Chapter 2471 Seeking Death

"Take it, this little betrothal gift is nothing, I can still afford it." Li Qiye smiled, and threw out five treasures in his hand. These five treasures were thrown out, and they were truly emperor breath. Diffuse.

Five treasures, these are the treasures of the true emperor's level. Among these five treasures, there are emperor beads, god armor, and heavenly clothes... each treasure is radiant, and the emperor is permeated.

"True Emperor Treasures——" When Li Qiye threw out five true emperor treasures, all the disciples of Shenxingmen outside the door were in an uproar. Everyone couldn't help but stretch their necks long, and their eyes were long. It's huge.

The ancestors of the god Tianhe and Shenxingmen were all stupid, and they couldn't help but open their eyes to these five treasures.

Although they can get three or five real emperor treasures or equivalent to this level of treasure for the gate of the gods, they just throw out five real emperor treasures at will, and don’t care, like throwing away. Like three or five cabbage, this is still impossible to achieve.

Finally, after the ancestors of Tianhe and Shenxingmen returned to their senses, they could not help but look at each other. They did not expect that Li Qiye would throw out five real emperor treasures at random. This was entirely from them. Unexpectedly, the ancestors of Tianhe and Shenxingmen could not speak for a while.

The real person Tianhe made such a request at the beginning. He wanted to let Li Qiye retreat from difficulties, make things difficult for Li Qiye, and also wanted to test Li Qiye.

If it is said that Li Qiye could not bring out the five treasures of the true emperor as a betrothal gift, then it would be justified for them to retreat from the gods. At this time, they can not say that they are the gods. Letter, it cannot be said that they did not abide by their promise, but because Li Qiye could not take out the bride price to marry the Flying Flower Saint.

All of a sudden, Zhenren Tianhe and the ancestor of Shenxingmen looked at each other, their expressions were a bit awkward, and they didn't expect Li Qiye to throw out five real emperor treasures casually.

At this time, their hearts couldn't help but feel shocked. At this time, both the god Tianhe and the ancestor of the Shenxingmen realized a problem at the same time.

Li Qiye threw out five real emperor treasures casually, and it was like throwing Chinese cabbage. This meant that Li Qiye didn’t cherish the real emperor’s treasure that everyone regarded as a treasure. This also showed that Li The treasures of the True Emperor in Qiye's hand are far more than this number.

Thinking of this, the real person Tianhe and all the ancestors couldn’t help but feel shocked. The number of private treasures of the Taiqing emperor was so many and it was so coveted, although the Taiqing emperor was already dead. The Dousheng Dynasty had also been shattered, but as the new emperor, Li Qiye inherited the treasure house of the Taiqing emperor.

Suddenly, the real person Tianhe and the ancestors couldn't help but glance at each other secretly, and their eyes showed greed. If they can get the royal treasure of the Taiqing Emperor, what will it mean?

That would mean that their Divine Walkmen's foundation has gone up to a higher level, which also means that their Divine Walkmen will compete with the other four powers in the future, and they will have more foundation and strength.

"No, I won't marry—" At this moment, the Feihua Saintess stood up, shouted, and said, "Father, even if it is a hundred true emperor treasures, I will not marry. I am not a cargo! Will agree to such a transaction, and I will never agree to this marriage!"

"Really?" Li Qiye looked at the furious Feihua Saintess and said leisurely: "I have already paid the betrothal gift. From today, you will be my woman."

"Dreaming!" The Feihua saint glanced at Li Qiye with disdain, and said coldly: "Even if you have tens of millions of true emperor treasures, and even if you own a royal treasure house, I will not marry you! Huh, one The incompetent trash wants to marry me too, foolish dreaming!"

In the eyes of Saint Feihua, Li Qiye is a licentious and innocent monarch, a faint and incompetent trash. As the proud girl of heaven, she has always been aloof and arrogant, so how can she appreciate Li? Qiye is not willing to marry Li Qiye.

"Let her warm up my bed tonight." Li Qiye smiled, raised his chin to Saint Feihua, and said leisurely to Madam Tianhe: "The emperor has a lot of fun today, and has a good training. A woman like this!"

As soon as Li Qiye said this, the Feihua Saintess's face was ugly. She stared at Li Qiye with great anger, her eyes bursting with anger, and the Shenxingmen disciples outside the door were angry. Such words are really humiliating. The goddess in their minds!

"Keep your mouth clean--" Young Master Hefei was furious and shouted sharply.

"What? Do you have any comments?" Li Qiye said lazily: "It's just a woman. It's an honor to be trained on the emperor's bed and kneel and lick me!"

"You're looking for death!" Hefei Young Master originally liked Feihua Saint. Now that he heard Li Qiye humiliating his sweetheart in front of everyone, how could he swallow this breath, and he was so angry that he roared wildly. With a sound, a "clang" sounded, and in this instant, the long sword unsheathed and pierced Li Qiye's throat like lightning.

Young Master Hefei also knew that Li Qiye had an invincible treasure in his hands, so he first sent a message to others, and did not give Li Qiye any chance to shoot, and wanted to kill Li Qiye with a single blow.

The sword is like lightning. At the moment when Young Master Hefei took the shot, Majestic Tianhe and the ancestors also looked at each other. No one of them stopped them, and they didn’t even stop drinking. They would be happy to see it. The son killed Li Qiye, which is also a good thing.

In the eyes of Master Tianhe, Li Qiye’s Taoism is too weak to be ignored. What he relies on is only the treasures left by the Taiqing emperor. At this time, as long as Master Hefei takes the initiative to attack others, Li Qiye definitely does not. The opportunity to sacrifice a treasure is definitely a kill.

With a "clang" sound, the sound of the sword sound was crisp, and a sword pierced Li Qiye's throat instantly like lightning. The sword was too fast, and many disciples outside the gate hadn't seen it clearly.

With a "bang" sound, at this instant, the long sword in the hands of Young Master Hefei shattered instantly, and everyone hadn't recovered yet, Young Master Hefei had fallen into Li Qiye's hands, Li Qiye's big hand. He had already strangled Young Master Hefei's neck all at once, and hung him up high.

All this happened so quickly. Everyone still didn’t know how Li Qiye made the move. Even everyone didn’t know what happened. Everything stopped abruptly at this moment. When everyone could see clearly, Li Qiye had already stuck Young Master Hefei's neck and hung him up high.

"It's just a group of ants, and I dare to jump in front of me." Li Qiye smiled faintly, calmly, and said: "I stay here, it's just fun. Play with you. I really think I am The weak."

"Puff--" There was a sound, and as soon as Li Qiye's words fell, Young Master Hefei was shocked into a bloody mist. He didn't even have a chance to react, let alone cry for help.

"No—" Seeing that Young Master Hefei was pinched into a blood mist by Li Qiye, the disciple with God's Walk could not help but yell.

This kind of change is really fast. Everyone present at this reverse transfer was unexpected. In this instant, Li Qiye shook Young Master Hefei into blood fog, not to mention it was outside the door. Shenxingmen disciples, even the real person Tianhe and the ancestors were unable to react for a while.

"Dang, dang, dang" at this moment, the sound of unsheathed weapons sounded. The real person Tianhe and the ancestors were shocked, and they all stood up all at once. At this moment, their swords were unsheathed. With the magic weapon in hand, everyone suddenly glared at Li Qiye.

"What?" Li Qiye glanced around at them, and said with a faint smile: "Do you want to play gang fights? Okay, I will accompany you. See how good you are.

"Boy, you are too arrogant." At this time, the real person Tianhe had a cold face and said coldly: "Kill people in our gods, do you think there is no one in our gods?" At this time, he does not call "Your Majesty" "Again.At this moment, the horrible murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the real person Tianhe. Although Young Master Hefei was his apprentice, he regarded him as his own, like a son. Now Li Qiye suddenly pinched him into a bloody mist. Revenge for the dead Young Master Hefei.

"It's just the gate of the gods." Li Qiye smiled, and she was too lazy to look at them. He didn't let them in his eyes at all, and said with a casual smile: "In my eyes, it is just an ant nest. What a Tao!"

"Things that do not live or die--" An ancestor furiously shouted, with a loud "bang", and a sledgehammer in his hand slammed directly at Li Qiye.

With a loud "bang", the ancestor's giant hammer had not hit Li Qiye's body, and the entire hall instantly collapsed under the hammer.

"It's just a small technique." Li Qiye smiled, peeked with a big hand, and caught something in his hand, with a "bang" sound, vigorously, the sledgehammer hit the object, and instantly blocked the fall. Sledgehammer.

"Wordless stele--" When they saw what Li Qiye was holding, many people present screamed and lost their color in shock.

All of a sudden, the ancestor of Tianhe Zhenren and the ancestor of the Shenxingmen took a breath of air, and they couldn't help but glance at each other. They never dreamed that they would erect the ancestral peak with Li Qiye's big hand casually. The wordless stele was held in his hand.

You know, since the ancestor of Shenxingmen, Shenxingzhen, erected this wordless stone stele on Zufeng, no one could shake this wordless stone stele.

However, he didn't expect that Li Qiye just grabbed the wordless stone tablet far away on Zufeng, which was incredible for all of them.