Emperor’s Domination

Li Qi Night smiled and said, “Holy Catholicism, for me, just wants to destroy it, if I don't mind spending some effort, spirit, and annihilation of Holy Catholicism, there's nothing extraordinary about it. ”

Listening to Li Qi Night, Li Front Yan was speechless, if someone else, he would think that Li Qi Night was wildly ignorant, bragging, but Li Front Yan didn't think so, she could not see any signs of Li Qi Night joking or bragging about cowhide.

“I don't understand your self-confidence. Although Holy Catholicism says it's only 30,000 years since the founding of the Emperor, you must know that their ancestors are amazing figures! We, the Nine Holy Demon Gates, must be cautious if we are against the Holy Catholic Church.” Lee Frost couldn't help but say.

Li Qi Night glanced at Li Frosty and said: "Because I am Li Qi Night! ”

Because I am Li Qi Night, because of an ordinary phrase, said in Li Qi Night mouth in the most plain tone, but it is overheard, a luxury oil in the sky is still alive.

Li Front-yan watched Li for seven nights without saying a word. The little man in front of him didn't look like a little man at all. He was a good fundraiser and bully. It was more like an emperor!

After a while, Li Front Yan looked at Li Qi Night and said slowly: “I need to tell my teacher about these important things. ”

“Whatever.” Li Qi Night glanced at Li Frosty and smiled. Undoubtedly, he was satisfied with Li Frosty's attitude.

Without a doubt, Li Yuanyang's proud daughter stayed with Li Qi Night during these days has changed quite a bit. At least in front of Li Qi Night, she was less proud of her daughter. Compared to others, she is still proud of her daughter, but compared to Li Qi Night, she doesn't feel that she is any better than Li Qi Night.

Three days and a blink of an eye passed. During these three days, countless eyes were hidden on the face washing ancient sect. There is no doubt that many archdeacons in Baosheng want to see this wind wave come to an end with their own eyes. In Baosheng, we do not know how many big characters and how many princes want first-hand news.

In the 30,000 years since the establishment of the Holy Catholic Church, it has swept away this heaven and earth. In nearly 10,000 years, few and few Gatekeepers have been able to provoke the divine authority of the Holy Father of Bao. Where did this come from today, when Gu Paidton so executed Dong Saint Dragon and the fierce warrior?

Three days later, outside of the Ancient Faction of Facewashing, the monks from all parts of Baosheng watched the Ancient Faction of Facewashing from afar. When the Mountain Gate of the Ancient Faction was opened, only Dong Saint Dragon and the Martial War Horse were taken out by the disciples of the Ancient Faction of Ancient Faction.

Dong Shenglong, the king sealed by the Emperor of Baosheng Emperor, among the king of Baosheng, can be said to be a senior king.

As for the fierce warriors, let alone the generals of Baosheng Emperor's generation. Although they are not as old as Dong Shenglong's, the name is louder than Dong Shenglong's. In his hands, Baosheng Emperor does not know how many small gate pies have been destroyed.

But now, even a senior prince, a generation of murderers, will be a prisoner, and, even more terribly, both their ways have been destroyed. For a monk, especially a monk who trained for thousands of years, once the ways have been destroyed, it will be more painful than killing him.

At this time, Dong Shenglong and the warriors were weak. They were tied up outside the Gate of the Ancient Washing Party. There was no power to resist. Today, they had no choice but to resist even mortals, more like two dying elderly people. Where is the strength to resist?

Seeing this scene, many monks in the distance, even the head of one religion, cannot but cry out for it, to be silent, imagine, for example, how powerful the warriors were in the past, how arrogant the fierce flames were, can be said to have killed the Quartet, so fierce, yet today they are just dying people.

Seung Wang defeated Ko, this has all been said!

At the time of the imminent punishment, the Ancient Faction of Facial Cleansing was heavily guarded, and any disciple of the Ancient Faction of Facial Cleansing entered the state of readiness, and the heads of houses and guardians adhered to the levels of each fortress.

In addition to the presence of the five elders, Li Qi Night was also present, and Li Front Yan followed him.

“Who is that disciple of the Shampoo?” As an ordinary disciple, Li Qinight did not stand out in this name and is now sitting flat with the five elders, which surprises many of the monks who saw the scene.

“Is there anything amazing about this disciple being able to walk with the ancient iron?” Many of the monks speculated, surprisingly.

Seeing Li Front-yan accompany him, he let some bishops' rulers shock him. He said vividly: “Li Front-yan, the heir of the Nine Holy Demons Gate, the princess of Ancient Niujiang Country, is the proud daughter of heaven in the Greater Middle Realm. Is it true that the Ancient Faction of Face Washing is going to join forces with the Nine Holy Demons Gate? ”

Li Frontier appeared in the ancient facial cleansing pie, accompanied by Li Qi Night, which moved many of the watching monks.

In a heavy atmosphere, the moment passed, and finally, the time for execution arrived. Gutie guard looked up at the sky and said in silence: "Execution! ”

At this point, not to mention all the disciples of the ancient facial cleansing sect, even all the monks who watched from afar had to hold their breath and look forward to what would happen in the next moment.

“Leave the knife behind!” At this time, a loud roar and a roaring sound came, only a horse stomped to the sky, the royal aura rolled, suppressing the ancient disciples of washing the face executed in front of the mountain gate.

The horse arrived empty-handed, only to see an old man sitting on top of the horse wearing a purple coat with a purple crown on his head and wide shoulders.

“Purple Mountain Horse -” met this old man, inspired by a number of visionary monks.

“The Purple Mountain Horse is here.” Seeing this old man, the bishop muttered: "O old king, the fire is pure green, the Purple Mountain Horse is famous for being one of the peak kings of Baosheng. ”

“It turns out Purple Mountain arrived.” The ancient iron guardian, who saw the old man on the horse, also had a gaze, the state of heaviness, the purple mountain, or the name of the fierce warrior, but the strength is definitely on the fierce warrior, the old king, is one of the peak kings of Baosheng Kingdom!

“Ancient elder, don't get yourself wrong, the fierce warrior is a heavy minister of Baosheng's kingdom, quickly let him and Dong Brother go, and I will ask His Majesty to sin!” The Purple Mountain Horse sat on a horse and said in silence.

Ancient iron kept his mouth shut. Li Qi waved his hand at night and stopped him. He laughed comfortably and said: "Excuse me? I don't have these two words in my dictionary. Get the fuck out of here as far as I can before I try to kill you! ”

“Who is this? What a big breath!” As soon as I heard Li Qi Night, many of the monks who watched from afar could not help but face each other. Zishan Hou, as an old generation of Wang Hou, as one of the peak kings, is a great minister of Baosheng Kingdom. Today, Li Qi Night such a small generation dared to speak wildly.

“Where is the child, this teaches you for your master!” Zishan Hou glanced at Li Qi Night with a big hand like a grinding plate!

A sword chanted, the sword fell, Li Qi did not do it at night, and Li Frost Face around him had already done it, one sword in the sky, the stars fell, her surrounding body sounded phoenix, the sword sword swept together, one sword came out, the mountain river lost color.

“What a heir to the Nine Holy Demons Gate!” At first sight, Li front-eyed the sword, Zishan Hou snorted coldly, hands stamped, like a giant mountain suppressed down.

“Get back!” At this time, the ancient iron guard also made a move. When Peng Peng crossed the sky and the giant Peng peng threw his tail down hard, he smashed the earth and came into fierce force.

Seeing Zhu Peng come to his tail, Zishan Hou also couldn't help but look heavily. He dared not hold his hand together. His true instrument was emptied, blocking the ancient iron guard Zhu Peng from striking.

“Boom -” a loud noise, the Purple Mountain Horse blocked the ancient iron guard's blow, but his crotch horse could not bear it, a wail, lay on the ground, can no longer stand up.

For the fight, Li Qi didn't even look at it one more time. He just shook his head and said: “The six changes of the ancient elders are too complicated to learn. ”

In that case, in other people's hearts, it was arrogant, but the ancient iron guard who had seen Li Qi Night's "Six Changes in Peng Peng” did not think so.

“You see the full six changes.” Gutieshou also said. He also wanted Li Qi Night to take a look at his "Peng Six Changes”, hoping to lend Li Qi Night's Six Changes to himself for reference.

Therefore, the ancient iron silence fell and forced him to go to the Purple Mountain Hou.

The face of the Purple Mountain Horseman is hard to see. As an old king, he did not take advantage of the ancient iron guard's hand today. The magic of the Immortal Emperor is terrible!

“Gutieshou, I won't compare with you today!” Zishan Hou simmered: “Now the RB carries His Majesty's hand, whether you wash your face or not, you must let people go, otherwise, the consequences are self-inflicted! ”

“Emperor's hand!” The ancient iron guardian couldn't help but stare, the Emperor of Baosheng Kingdom, the male talent approximate, is a terrible figure, the path is very deep. In his hands, the Emperor of Baosheng Kingdom steams in the sun, it can be said that the Emperor of Baosheng Kingdom is also an ambitious generation, trying to make Baosheng Kingdom an immortal ancient country!

At this time, the Horseman of the Purple Mountain swung, only to see that he had a holy dauphill on his hands, there was only one word “forgiveness” on the dauphill dauphill dauphill dauphill, in the word "forgiveness”, the mighty dauphill dauphill, like a noble man standing in front of the Emperor, let others bow before him.

Even if the ancient iron guarded such a king, when “forgiveness” came out, he was suppressed, his blood rolled over, a word "forgiveness” like an insurmountable mountain pressed against his heart, making him sick to spit blood.

One dahir, there is only one word for "forgiveness”, but one word for the district, which is enough, one word, which already represents the will of a high emperor, alone this word for "forgiveness” is enough to deter the king!