Emperor’s Domination

“Bang -” sounded, just between moments, Poison Phoenix Shenzhi could not resist, was suppressed by Li Qi Night at will, the whole person was suppressed on the ground, unable to move.

“Kid, eat my fan -” saw Poison Phoenix fall, Featherflame produced his hand, drank loudly, the feather fan in his hand instantly fanned out.

“Boom -” a loud noise, really fierce, burning down all the realms, instantly the whole heavens and the earth are flooded by the unmatched real fire, such a real fire fan out, it is simply a gate that can be burned to ashes and smoke, the horror unmatched.

The sound of "Succulence, Succulence, Succulence” sounded, and under true fire, yellow sand was melted into a piece of magma, like a volcanic eruption.

As for Li Qi Night in True Fire, it was completely devoured by True Fire. The most powerful and scary True Fire also crazily poured over Li Qi Night, as if to completely devour Li Qi Night.

The sound of “Zu-” sounded, during this moment, Li Qi Night just swept away, extremely cold suppressed, instantly extinguished all the real fire, stronger and fiercer real fire was extinguished between the moments, in this extremely cold, the feathers flaming naïve fire is just a spark in the ice snow.

“Zhu” sounded, Li Qi Night was just a little bit at hand, the brown ice was like a chain of steel, “Zhu, Zhu," instantly locked Yu Yan's whole person's ice on the ground, unable to move.

For a while, the four of them were defeated, except for the sick gentleman.

From the beginning to the end, Li Qi Night only had one hand, no weapon, no skill, raised his hand between his feet, defeated the Mad Bull and their four immortal gods.

“It's just a little hard to play with.” Li Qi Nightwind stood there lightly, negatively, sayingly: “If I get serious, don't say it's a thief, for God's sake, even I'm afraid of myself. ”

At this time, the mad cows are fine, and the eight-armed Golden Dragon is fine. They are all horrified and pale. They are immortal and true gods. They are the strong enemies of the Taiqing Emperor, powerful, needless to say.

Today, however, the four of them defeated each other by Li Qi Night, and Li Qi Night used only one palm from the beginning, which means that Li Qi Night defeated them in a raised hand.

It's such a horrible power, so mad cows, eight-armed golden dragons, they've all realized that they've met a horrible man, and after all, there's no luck in beating them.

At this time, the mad cows, the eight-armed Golden Dragon, they were all contracted by their eyes. At this moment, they could not estimate Li Qinight's strength. This is beyond their scope, and it is already unpredictable.

“Do you still want to do it?” Li Qinight stood in his hands, looking at the sick gentleman, the wind was light and cloudy, and he was at ease.

“It's all here, knowing it's a defeat, and it's only a fight.” At this time, the sick gentleman sighed softly and fell. He threw the cane in his hand.

Sick King also knew at this time that he was not the rival of Li Qinight. Although he was a lot stronger than the mad cows, he could defeat the mad cows and the eight-armed Golden Dragon by throwing his hands up. He couldn't do it, only that no one in the empire could do it.

“Boom -” a loud noise, at this time, the sick gentleman's whole body sprayed out fog, the fog sprayed out by the sick gentleman is a cloud of gray, like haze.

At this time, the sick gentleman is no longer a sickness. At this moment, the sick gentleman is like a changed person. The Qishan River, like a noble emperor, has the momentum of King's Landing.

Even at this time, Sick King was only wearing a cloth, but the momentum he emitted was still noble imperial domination, like a natural emperor, ruling the kingdom and taking control of the Kun Dynasty.

This is the Sick King. This is what he really looks like. As for the sickly look, it's just a sign. Let us not forget that the name "Sick King" does not focus on the word "Sick”, but on the word "King”, which has the meaning of King's Landing.

You can imagine how powerful and horrible the sick gentleman was.

The sound of “Succulence, Succulence, Succulence” sounded. When the sick gentleman stepped out, as he stepped out, his grey mist stained the yellow sand, the yellow sand on the ground suddenly decayed. You know, every grain of yellow sand here is as strong as crystal stone, but when it was stained with grey mist, it decayed into powder.

This is Sick King's Avenue of Divine Plague, and beneath such avenues, he can even destroy a doorman, an inheritance, a million armies, without a single move.

“Qi-” Sick monarch whistled, “Boom” loud, his grey fog rushed into heaven, sprayed into the sky, even a big star, hit by such a plague, will all suddenly turn into powder, a star will dissipate so smoke.

“Boom -” a loud noise, at this time, the horrible smell of divine plague impacted Li Qi Night like a storm, as if to tear Li Qi Night to pieces and into powder.

When Sick King strikes, he is like a plague king who abuses the heavens and the earth, a generation of kings with destruction and death, such a scene is not seen to be cold.

“The plague?” In the face of this tsunami of divine plague, Li Qi Night just smiled lightly and said: “Compared to my death, it was just a small technique.” Words fall, just fingers at hand.

“Buzzing” sounded, at this time, Li Qi's fingertips were haunted by a death breath, which seemed weak and could be extinguished at any moment.

The sound of "Succulence, Succulence, Succulence” sounded, but just under this strand of death, only the smell of the divine plague that came from the whistle was instantly replaced by the smell of death, and between the blinks, even the smell of the divine plague died suddenly, and the powder dissipated.

When the last sound of "Shiz" sounded, all the smells of divine plagues were devoured by death, and the horrific plagues compared to death were so insignificant that death was the home of everything and nothing could escape.

“Bang” sounded, the sick gentleman wanted to rush up one step at a time, but he stopped and stepped on the earth one step at a time, stabilizing his figure.

Because at this time, Li Qi Night's fingers were right in front of him, and a breath of death was shaking in front of his throat at this moment. As long as he climbed a little further up, the breath of death would instantly penetrate his body.

Sick King himself can create the Avenue of Divine Plague. Of course, he understands that once he is penetrated by this breath of death, he will surely die, and the strength, the strength, the power, cannot resist death.

At this time, the sick monarch was stuck there, he dared not move, he dared not even swallow a sip, seemed afraid to move, the smell of death would enter his body.

“Bang” sounded, Li Qi Night flipped his hand and suppressed Sick King on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Sick King, all five of them were suppressed on the ground. All five of them were defeated by Li Qi Night, and Li Qi Night was just between hands raised and feet.

Seeing that the sick gentlemen were all knocked down, at this moment, Yu Yan gave rise to a huge change in their face, and it was appalling, at this moment, they all had to despair.

Among them, Sick King is the strongest, and it can even be said that Sick King can be one of four enemies. Now Sick King is suppressed on the ground by Li Qi Night. They are not rivals of Li Qi Night at all. When Sick King falls, that means that their only hope is extinguished.

“No, my horn--” At this point, the mad cow hugged his broken horn and shouted.

For the mad cow, the horn he broke had to be regrown, which was not an easy thing, it was no easier than the arm of the eight-arm Golden Dragon, although the arm of the eight-arm Golden Dragon had been torn, but his arm wanted to be remodeled, which was much easier.

And his horn, it grew inches by inches, it wasn't that simple to reshape.

“They're dying. What do you care about horns?” Seeing the mad cow howling in his horn, the eight-armed Golden Dragon had no temper, "he said.“ Could you possibly leave it to your children? ”

“That's really--” the mad cow is a real person, seriously saying: “Our clan, which can leave the horns to its children, especially my horns, is a priceless treasure that can make my children a part of the town. ”

Seeing the strength of the mad cow, Yu Yansheng, they were all speechless. At this time, they were already fish on Li Qi's anvil board. Their lives were hanging on the line, and they would die at any moment, while the mad cow cared about his horn, which was truly speechless.

“It's really a little boring.” Li Qinight beat up a debt and looked at them casually. "What should I do with you? ”

“Kill whatever you want, I'm not an old cow who hasn't died anyway.” The wild cow shouted, "My old cow won't beg for your forgiveness! ”

“Poorly learned, loser's men, nothing to say.” Yu Yansheng spoke a lot more Sven than a rough mad cow, and when it came to talking, he was also a little creepy.

“It's hard to escape, just die sooner or later.” Poison Phoenix also simply said, “Do it, it's too early to die, no longer suffer the rest of your life. ”

“Kill me, I don't shake my eyebrows.” The eight-armed Golden Dragon laughed furiously, "Anyway, in this shithole, it's just a matter of dying sooner or later. Let's take a step and wait for you in the Yellow Springs in the future. ”

“Who says I'm dying?” Li Qi fought a debt and said boringly.

“Hey, kid, this is a deserted prison. It's hard to escape when you get here, it's just sooner or later.” Eight-arm Golden Dragon said, "Anyway, you're going to die here, and you're not going out for the rest of your life. ”