Emperor’s Domination

“Kill -” Across time, tracing its origins, the saint's wings were cut off, a plot was killed, ruthlessly, no opportunity was given to the ten culprits, one was slashed, invincibility was extinguished, and the power of all its origins was cut off.

The saint is heartless, it is not empty words, a saint, he is sacred, he loves life and has mercy on all beings, but the saint is still heartless, so long as the saint does it, it must be absolute killing, there is no room for circulation.

Mercy on the part of the saints does not mean that they are benevolent to women! He is powerful and bright, so saints have no sons and daughters!

“Ah -” a scream, the holy feathers cut down, cold and heartless, slashed, the heads of the ten fierce men fly high, even the origin is slaughtered, even if they come from the dark, even if the world still lives in darkness, but they can no longer live, slay and die, go straight to the Yellow Springs, and never turn back!

“The saints are heartless, they are truly missed.” It was the turn of the Desert ancestors to smile, converge in the darkness, step out, momentarily retrace time, meet the saints for a long river of time, hands like swords and axes, cut out at will.

“I'll be eternal.” Turning back to the Ancestral Song, one hand chopped out, no fancy moves, no pounding power, not even the darkness of the imagination, but just chopped and perpetuated.

Under this chop, it's not about cutting off the flesh, it's about destroying you directly in time, crushing your years, as if you could live a hundred years, and under this chop, your 100-year-old life is instantly shattered, so you've never existed in this world, and you don't even have a chance of being born.

“Bang -” sounded, the roundabout struck the Saint's feather, even if the Saint's feather was a holy light, but it was slashed, the moment was darkened, the flame was extinguished, the Saint was devastated, instantly fell from the river for a long time, and fell back into place.

In a moment, the divine power of the saint was much weakened, and his whole human holy light suddenly faded, and the saint's face grew white.

Such a scene in the eyes of the Great Immortal King, suddenly in the heart, such a blow is not the slaughter of the flesh, it is a confrontation in the long river.

If, under such a confrontation, it is struck back by the desert ancestors, it is that direct time is extinguished. Just as a Great Immortal King was slaughtered, if you can't resist such eternal power, it is simply vanished, as if they were never born, directly slaughtered in their origins.

Such slaughter is more horrific than slaughter. If the slaughter of the flesh is to be said, there is a chance to fight back, but such slaughter, if it cannot be sustained, is truly destroyed.

“I said, old friend, you're not my opponent.” At this time, the Desert Ancestors returned to the battlefield, shook their heads and said: “If you could have fought me back then, now even if I had only 80% of my strength, I could have destroyed you. ”

“It's just the beginning.” For such a defeat, the saint was not surprised, and his demeanor was bland, saying: “You only had 80% of the power back then, and now that the warm-up is over, it's time to win.” He took out the Tianjin bottle and drank the Tianjin water from the Tianjin bottle.

“Boom -” a loud noise, at this moment the saint's holy flame soared, at this moment the saint's holy flame propelled the world, let alone Qingzhou, even if the entire thirteen continents were moved by the divine power of the saint's wild soaring.

The weak do not know what is happening, they can only lay on the earth, throw themselves on the ground, devout.

But the Great Immortal King of other continents was suddenly struck. A pair of Great Immortal King's eyes looked at Qingzhou, and everyone wanted to know what happened.

The gaze of the great immortal king with its peak can cross the gate of space. Many great immortal kings cannot cross the gate of space and can only feel the fluctuation of this power with the perception of the great immortal king.

At this moment, the saint, like the one who dominated the entire epoch, shined not only upon the heavens and the earth, but even upon the long rivers of an epoch.

At this moment, the saint stepped into a long river of time, his holy light and time flowed in time. At this moment, the divine power of the saint carved out this era, not knowing how many people had become blessed by the divine power at the time of their birth, sheltered by the holy light and bright in their hearts.

“Bells, bells, bells” a series of crisp ringing sounds, only a piece of sacred nail covering the body of the saint, blinking, the saint wearing a sacred armor.

This sacred armor is like carrying the beliefs of the ages, countless spirits yearning for light, praying for the saints. Such light not only gives the saints endless strength, but also heals the wounds of the saints and disperses the darkness for them.

“Bell -” sounded, the sword stretched out, the saint held a long sword in his hand, this sword holy light swallowed, but the position jumped on the cold metal light, this light flashed ruthlessly and kill.

If the armor of the saint carries hope, then this sword carries annihilation, it kills everything, and when the sword is mercilessly cut, it is the ultimate referee, and it can cut off the source of darkness, whether you are eternal or not, whether you are immortal or not, under the referee of this sword, the ashes are extinguished.

“Bells, bells, bells” a wave of metal sound, at this time the holy wing of the saint is like metallization, although the holy wing is still the holy light diffuse, the holy flame is terrible, but it is colder and more ruthless, this pair of holy wings is like turned into the oldest and coolest ruthless weapon, once it is slaughtered, it is absolutely no weaker than the holy sword.

At this moment, the saint seems to have become young, the wind is beautiful, and has the magic of the world, making people look at the gods.

At this moment, the saint actually regained his strength and stepped up to the peak. At this time, the saint should not say that he was someone else, even the sleeping dark giants in the wilderness could not help but shake.

Because saints at their peak, they are by no means adversaries, and under the annihilation of saints, they have nothing but the fate of being beheaded. The saint in the peak state is invincible, and only the return of the desert ancestors can block it.

“Looks like we found a cure.” Not surprised to see the saint returning to his peak, Round Ancestor nodded: “Though there is still a slight difference from your peak state of the year, enough is enough, no wonder old friends have such confidence to cut me off. ”

“Let us conclude today, and let us put an end to this painful era. It is time for ploughing.” The saint is indifferent, and the sword fingers go back to their ancestors.

“If you can end it, then end it.” The Ancestors nodded seriously and said: "But I'm afraid it's not as good as you'd like, old friend.” He stepped out after that.

It was his turn to step back into the river for a long time. He walked back one step at a time, one step at a time. Between these blinks, it was his turn to go back to their time.

Though they can't go back to their era, the River of Time has always been there, always flowing there, so they can cross back to the time that belongs to them in the River of Time!

“Boom -” a loud noise, in the time river of this epoch, turning back to the desert ancestors step into the origin, instantly darkness, between moments, turning back to the desert ancestors is the dark dance, the dominance is unmatched, he stands in darkness, carrying the sky, looking down on an epoch.

At this moment, the return of the desert ancestors is the dominion of this era. Although he is not wearing the crown, he is the king of the uncrowned. At this moment, the return of the desert ancestors also seems to be a return to the younger age, the dominance is unmatched, the world is unmatched, and the world is asked who can rival it.

In the darkness of turning back to the lord of the wild ancestors, no one has the right to stand beside him, even if you are a mighty man, even if you are an immortal giant, you must lay down in his darkness, in the darkness that surrounds the entire epoch, and you are stronger than an ant.

Seeing the return of the wild ancestors in the dark origins is powerful and unmatched, so that many great emperor Immortal King cannot be scared. Under this state, the return of the wild ancestors, the ten destined emperor Immortal King is only afraid to be defeated, and only such an existence as the Emperor can be fought!

Imagine how desperate it would be if you grew up in an era like this, or how many Great Immortals would come from the darkness in an era like this.

In the face of the horror of the infinite turn of the Desert Ancestors, while the saint can still sustain an era of painstaking war with the Desert Ancestors, and while he still fails to save the era in the end and still fails to let the light shine, he remains like the pillars of Optimus in the darkness of this era.

The saint, whose light illuminates this age, in the darkness the saint, like a lamp, guides the later, so that the latter does not lose his way in the darkness.

At this moment, many people can really understand how great and wonderful saints are. Such an achievement is rare for the Great Immortal King to compare to, so how many of the Great Immortal King to celebrate this scene.

“My old friend, even though the epoch no longer exists, and let us return to our years of war, this is our battlefield.” Standing in the long river of time belongs to them in their epoch, turning back to the desert ancestors and saying to the saints.

“Then let's end it in our long river.” The saints roared one step at a time, going back to their origins and entering the years of their time.

The river has been flowing quietly for a long time, from ancient times until now. Although no one can go back to the past, no one can go back to their past, you can still go back to your time as long as you're strong enough.

In these years in the long river, even though you can't go back to the world you once lived in, you can't see the people you love, the people you experience, you can still feel the years and go back to the way they were!