Emperor’s Domination

“Okay, I'll teach you the art of immortality.” Xiao Qingtian said slowly.

Li Qingtian took a look at Xiao Qingtian at night and smiled. "I'm not waiting for you, I'm waiting for Faithful.” Speaking of which, don't look at Xiao Qingtian again.

“Guo Gu, cut him off.” Li Qinight retracted his gaze and said in an orderly manner.

“Since the saint wants his life, he will not live tomorrow.” At this time, a lazy voice sounded, and a man was already standing in front of Xiao Qingtian.

Nobody sees how this guy got here, as if he's been standing there.

It was a young man standing there, a young man who seemed a little lazy, but his lazy posture did not affect him at all.

In this way, the young man, wherever he stops, gives a feeling of lying in the middle of nowhere, and the heavens and the earth must be dumped for him!

“Nandi, the Mistakes of Qizhushan!” After seeing this young man, someone lost their voice and shouted.

Seeing Nandi, even Xiao Qingtian couldn't help but shrink his eyes. He had heard the fame of Nandi, and he knew what was sacred before him.

“Your Highness is the Nandi who calls himself one of the ten greatest geniuses of all time!” Looking at the youth in front of him, World War I forced Xiao Qingtian to be cautious because he knew what he was going to face.

“Vancouver Ten Genius, this is killing me so much, in my own opinion, Vancouver, if there were twenty geniuses, I could still be included.” Nandi laughed and said, he laughed casually.

Although Nandi was humble, it sounded like everyone was forced to take a breath of cold air. Since Vancouver, how many geniuses have come out, how many people dare to say that they can be included in Vancouver's twenty geniuses, but Nandi said so casually, which is enough to show his confidence.

WWI concentrated Xiao Qingtian's divine state. As WWI general, he experienced the war, even if he had never seen Nandi before, but at first sight, he knew how terrible his enemies were, and he knew what kind of enemies he faced.

WWI slowly pulled Xiao Qingtian out of his long knife, like snow, shining on the Milky Way. When Xiao Qingtian's long knife was in his hand, everything was cut off. He was the only one left in Heaven and Earth. Under his long knife, everything became insignificant.

At this time, when everyone saw the long knife in the hand of Xiao Qingtian, they suddenly felt that they had become small and so insignificant. Under this long knife, everything can be ignored, even the emperor, under this long knife, cannot be suffocated.

“World War I will be one sword at a time.” There is a god who has come to see the vision. He sees Xiao Qingtian with his long knife in his hand. He can't help but feel cold in his heart, knowing that he cannot fight Xiao Qingtian.

“Well, it's not too bad to train a knife lane to this point, it's called World War I.” Nandi smiled casually, reaching out and saying, "Trident, come! ”

“Buzzing”, in Qizhu Mountain, a fangtian painting trident flew out, instantly crossed the heavens and the earth, and fell into the hands of the South Emperor.

“Nine days on a trident!” When Fong Tian Painting Trident was in his hand, an ancestor from the Southern Red Land thought of a legend, a legend that no one could help but fly for his god.

Legend has it that Qizhushan has a genius, a trident in his hand, that can cross for nine days, no one can cross! Nobody thought this genius was Nandi!

“A trident stretches for nine days.” When the ancestors of the Southern Red Land saw the Southern Emperor with Fang Tian Painting Trident in his hand, they couldn't help but be excited. This was a sudden sight of a fairy emperor, but unfortunately, he finally failed to take the last step and failed to become a fairy emperor.

“Nine days in a row -” The Nantian trident in his hand, the whole person changed, no longer random, but stood in the sky, at this moment, he emitted a hegemonic atmosphere, nine days and ten days, except for his pride. He seemed like an insurmountable being, lying between the heavens and the earth, and whatever genius he met, he had to retreat.

“Nine days in a row -” Nandi sighed again, Fang Tian Painting Trident in his hand, muttering: “Van Gou Yu, who in the world can bear the ultimate blow of our Tian Painting Trident! ”

That was a very aggressive statement, but it was not self-bragging that anyone who could hear him in nine days and ten days could not help but be silent.

Nantian Emperor was the powerful enemy of Empress Hung Tian. Although he eventually retreated and stopped fighting with Empress Hung Tian for his destiny, no one dared to despise him.

The Southern Emperor Tian Painting Trident in his hand, watching World War I will slowly say Xiao Qingtian: “After World War I, you have been fisting with your bare hands. Today, you deserve this trident. ”

Nandi was arrogant for nine days, but he still did not take it lightly and attached great importance to his opponents in the first match.

“It's my pleasure.” At this time, World War I held Xiao Qingtian's knife with both hands, his long knife slowly standing in front of him, his body shook, the whole sky swayed, like an open door, his voice sounded all over the heavens and the earth: “Fairy Church holy, today the battlefield, please come! ”

The sound of "Da -”, when the first war left Xiao Qingtian, the long knife was emptied, one knife fell, the snow lit up Jiuzhou, under one knife, all around the world, everyone saw this knife, must have a spiritual illusion, the power of one knife, enough to make Daxiang's body soft.

“Well done.” Faced with such a knife, Nandi smiled, stepped in the air, instantly crossed the dome of heaven for hundreds of millions of miles, like a bright knife of snow that fell from the sky, his hand painted a trident, “bombardment” a huge noise, a huge star in the sky crumbled, a huge star crumbled, then blossomed like fireworks, illuminated the dark sky.

Fang Tian Painting Trident danced like the whole sky was driven, the hundreds of millions of miles of void in Xingyu instantly turned into a giant black hole swirl, as Fang Tian Painting Trident moved, this hundred million miles of black hole swirl was blocked at the front like a giant shield.

The sound of "bang-" cut the knife over the whirlpool of the black hole, cut the shield twice, leaving a hundred million miles of blade marks in the starwoods.

Though the black hole swirl was cut off with one knife, Fang Tian Painting's castration continued. A trident transcended time and passed through ancient times. A trident killed the gods. Under this trite, the emperor's legs were soft.

“Kill -” WW1 shouted Xiao Qingtian, crossing the sky and earth void step by step, over the sky, the knife walked with him, on the sky, with a long knife, hard Nandi fangtian painting trite!

Two of the highest beings in the world, instantly entered the sky, even if their battlefield was hundreds of millions of miles away from the great and middle realm, but the terrible power spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and countless monks in the imperial realm were shocked, under such power, they could not help but feel their own small.

“Peak duel.” There was a mighty man who opened his eyes and looked at the sky and mumbled. At this time, even though many people are curious about the war, no one dares to cross the sky and watch it for themselves.

“Buzz -” right at this moment, over the ancient facial cleansing sect, suddenly opened a huge doorway in which endless immortal light erupted.

Through the doorway, everyone secretly saw that there was a mountain of fairies floating in that world, where the fairy trees swayed, and the fairy lotus blossomed, where there was a fairy dance, and a fairy spring descended from the sky like a waterfall...

“So, is that the fairy kingdom?” Seeing such an amazing scene through the doorway surprises a lot of people, even if it's just a pipe peeper, it's enough to imagine what kind of world is behind the doorway.

“No, that's Fairy Fairy.” One of the god kings who came to see the noise saw such a scene, his face whitened and muttered: “The Fairy Fairy Church is dying, and they are coming to the Empire. In the era of the Black Dragon King, the Fairy Fairy Fairy Church never appeared. Today, the Fairy Fairy Fairy Fairy Fairy Church has finally lost its temper. ”

“Buzz, buzz, buzz...” As the fairy light flashed, a flying fairy disciple in a divine armor descended from the door to the sky.

“With me, how far is the world, how far is the Fairy Teach me to go!” Li Qi glanced at him at night, his right hand tricked him, and the triangle courtyard, suspended above his head, flew out in a flash.

“Pfft - Pfft - Pfft -" The triangular ancient courtyard flew out, instantly chopping off the disciple of Fairy Fairy from the sky, a head instantly took off high.

“This is so overwhelming, it's like harvesting Fairy Fairy!” No matter how many disciples of the Fairy Fairy Church arrived, they were beheaded by the Triangle Palace. It's not just bloody to see a head fly off and everyone shocks it, it's also suppressing everyone's mind.

Since Bangu, who dares to harvest the disciples of Faithful Faithful Church, but today, in front of the world, Li seven nights harvests the disciples of Faithful Faithful Church, which is too hectic.

“Bang -” a loud noise, finally, the Fairy Fairy Church had a powerful figure, six god kings instantly arrived, six emperors instantly guarded the Quartet, blocked the triangular ancient courtyard, instantly let the Fairy Fairy Church disciples descend into the heavens and the earth.

“Who dares be rude here!” Six god kings drank, these six god kings are really young, they look over thirty years old, very overbearing and powerful.

“This is so powerful that these god kings are the oldest and most afraid of being born in tough times.” Looking at these six god kings, some of the ancestors could not help but mumble.

Everyone knows that in this world, the younger generations of the imperial kingdom of man have not heard of anyone who climbed the Divine King, even if they were born of a genius of difficult times, they have not heard of anyone who climbed the Divine King!

Seeing such a young divine king, whoever it is, can't help but smoke his face. Feixianism randomly dispatches modern middle-aged disciples as divine kings. I can imagine how powerful Feixianism is. If the ancestors of Feixianism were born, then so be it.

“The Middle Ages have become god kings, which of the Nine Kingdoms inherited such power.” Many bishops were envious, even of the Imperial Immortal Gate.

Middle age, refers to the younger generation of the previous generation, this generation of people was born in a difficult time, in the imperial realm of man has not heard who this generation has become the Divine King.

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