Emperor’s Domination

“Uncle Lim, the ancestors of the family praise you for being a very strong god, and you can even surpass four totems, just say it.” Seeing the spirit forest so modest and humble, Qilin Daughter said in a semi-scrupulous manner.

“Your old man exaggerated me.” The Soul Release Forest laughed and said: “There are too many people stronger than me, especially the Great Immortal King, who have the fate, which is not comparable to the totem of our God, even if it is a totem, it is not comparable to the fate of the Great Immortal King. ”

“Hey, let's not talk about the other King Immortals, let's just talk about the Mad Little King?” Wuqi asked without dying.

Not only is Wu Qi curious, Qi Lin Empress they are also curious, the strength and weakness of God and the Great Immortal King, many are arguing, but they prefer to hear God himself say that such an answer is more convincing.

“If it's just a fate, the little old man is a little confident. After all, the Great Immortal King must also be three destinies in order to unlock the magic of the Four Elephants of the Life Palace, in order to possess the true power of me.” The Soul Release Forest sank for a moment and said: “My three totems are still confident that I will fight against the Great Immortal King of a destiny, which of course is just a theory. But Mad Young God, this is an exception, it's a strange thing, it's hard to measure him...”

“... because he is too talented, he has many unique ways to crack it in a moment, he can instantly hit the crack of this method, give the opponent a deadly blow, I hear that there are many gods who die in one or two totems in his hand, even three totems of gods. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Sincerely, still a little conservative, said: "If you really want to let go, I still have some confidence, even if you can't defeat the Mad Emperor, at least I believe he can't help me. ”

When they heard the words of the Spirit Release Forest, Qi Lindi finally had a bottom in their hearts. The discourse of the Spirit Release Forest was still modest.

“How many totems does it take to challenge the Great Immortal King of the Three Destinies?” Wu Fengshadow was also very curious.

“This stuff, no standards.” Even the Great Immortal King, who also has three destinies, has a strong and weak division, different weapons, different descent, different paths, and completely different results, "said the Soul Relief Forest. For example, if you have a soldier of the heavens, or the Great Immortal King has a book of the heavens, the result will be completely different. ”

“In the case of God, who was born recently on the planet, his blood bled in unison, and that made it different, which could totally hold him. Though I have not done anything with the gods on the stars, in my personal opinion, the gods on the stars are totems, with the blood of the Nine Dings, he can definitely fight the gods of the eleven totems!” Spiritual Forest spoke here, "he said.

“In the case of the Mad Junior Emperor, he has only one destiny, but he has a gift, his talent is already difficult to compare. Plus, the three swords in his hand are innate emperors. His actual strength is only a certain chance to fight the Great Immortal King of the First World War and two destinies...”

“… Generally speaking, the people who can become the Great Immortal King are all three heavenly jumps. If he has only two heavenly fates, this means that he is of poor descent, at least once missed the chance to carry the heavenly fate, which determines that he has less resources than the other Great Immortal Kings, so he has enough innate advantages of the Mad Few Emperors, to some extent no less than the two heavenly Immortal Kings who do not have innate advantages. ”

The Soul Release Forest is also very patient, analyzing it carefully for their three youngest generations.

“What about the Emperor, who has three destinies, what is his strength?” The Empress Qilin was curious to think of another Holy Emperor most representative of color.

“I don't know." Shook his head softly, he said: "I've never seen the Holy Emperor before. The Holy Emperor is a legend, not only because he can serve as an example to encourage future generations. One of the most remarkable things about the Holy Emperor is that he can be respected by beings like the Emperor. There must be a reason for him. Few people have heard of the Holy Emperor's hand, it can be said that few people in the world have seen the Holy Emperor's hand. It is difficult to determine how strong he is...”

“… However, in my personal opinion, although the Holy Emperor's qualifications are crude, he possesses acquired advantages that other Great Immortals do not have, because he has experienced countless grinding, and he possesses precipitation and grinding that other Great Immortals do not. In my personal opinion, the Holy Emperor should be better than the other Great Immortals who have only three destinies. To what extent, it is impossible to judge, even if no one knows the answer. Even if the Great Immortal King wanted to take a stand, he was afraid that few Great Immortal Kings would be willing to challenge the Holy Emperor. After all, he was a legend. ”

When they heard a speech like the Soul Release Forest, Qi Lin Daughter all nodded, and they felt that it made sense.

After leaving Empress Qi Lin at night, Li crossed most of the wilderness, came to a very remote place in the wilderness, and came to a place where very few people were involved.

This is a small hill, which is very short and short, and one can say that such a hill is so invisible and so inadequate among the many divine mountains that rise into the sky.

But if you pay attention, you're bound to go up this hill for the simple reason that, on a deserted land, the soil is dyed purple black, which is the color of the plasma that permeates the soil.

And the dirt on this hill right in front of you is just plain black, and the colors are very similar, but if you look closely, you'll find a difference between the two.

The dirt in this mountain is just plain black, which means it has never been soaked by plasma!

At this time, Li Qi Night climbed the hill, standing in front of a big stone on the hill, this big lime white, only the head is tall, such a big stone is everywhere, not magical.

At this time, Li Qi Night stood in front of Big Stone, his hands pressed there, slowly closed his eyes, as if he were asleep. After a while, a tiny stripe appeared on the stone. This tiny stripe was locked on Li Qi Night's wrist, like a tiny spiritual snake into Li Qi Night's wrist, disappeared.

“Buzz -” the stone swung like a water wave, winking, Li Qi disappeared all of a sudden.

By the time Li Qi Night reappeared, he had already stood in the corridor of an ancient palace, where Li Qi took a deep breath and smelled the smell.

“Saint, I'm here to see you.” Li said slowly seven nights later.

“Bang” sounded, right between the stone and the electric light, suddenly an old hand didn't know where to come from, suddenly strangled Li Qi Night's neck, pressed Li Qi Night against the wall.

Sudden mutation, Li Qi night was very calm, he said lightly: “Old man, you can't scare me. If you are an outsider, you don't have to come in so politely. ”

After the fall of Li Qi, this suddenly emerged old hand suddenly disappeared. I don't know where it came from, I don't know where it came from.

Li Qi Night smiled, tidied up his coat and walked along the long corridor. Soon he walked into a large hall, which was very spacious. The hall was supported by a stone pillar. The whole hall was ancient, with no decorations, and no murals.

There was no chair throne at the top of the hall, only there was a hemp club, and there was an old man sitting on the hemp club, and he sat there quietly, motionless, as if sitting was a hundred million years.

The old man was wearing a grey coat, the grey coat was very old, and time had grinded the grey coat white, but even though the grey coat had been polished by time for hundreds of millions of years, it was still very clean and no dust could touch it.

The old man had gray hair, scattered over his shoulders, and the gray hair was dry, as if it had lost its vitality and had lost its life.

The old man had a pair of wings under his ribs, but the wings had fallen, and the wings were gray, without any shine, and a pair of wings pulled behind him, as if they had no strength to support them.

The old man sat there, closed his eyes, as if he were asleep, even thought he was dead, and died hundreds of millions of years ago.

Looking at the old man, Li Qi Night revealed a faint smile, took out the dandelion and sat down not far from him.

“Your sacred breath here is weaker.” Li Qi sat down at night and looked around and said with emotion.

At this time, the old man opened his eyes, and when his eyes opened, they suddenly glowed, and when this ray of light blossomed, it was like a new world was born, and when he opened his eyes, he created 3,000 worlds.

However, this inextricable light quickly disappeared, and his old eyes were clearly visible, a faint old eye, as if his gaze had blurred and he could no longer see everything in the world.

“Aren't you afraid I've changed?” At this time, the old man spoke, and he was already breathless, as if he were dying.

”Change? How?” Li Qi Night laughed and said: “One of your heart has been grinding for most of the era, you have persisted in the most brutal years, in this broken era there is nothing else to change, this is no longer your world. ”

“Exactly.” The old man mumbled. At this time, he really weighed Li Qi Night carefully and said: “Not only did you get your true body back in your life, but you also have several books of heaven. ”

“It's all out of the way, it's just an aid, a heart, enough to make me sink forever.” Li Qi smiled lightly at night.

“Unfortunately, there are a few more pioneers like you who will never forget their beginnings. The longer it takes, the easier it will be to forget what they are for, the younger they will be.” The old man could not help but speak softly.

“You haven't forgotten your mind either.” Li Qi Night smiled lightly and said: “You have always been you, and death has never changed you. You are still the saint who has always fought to earn money! ”