Great Emperor Myriad

Hua Ziyang's body of generals had reached the limit of withstanding. At this moment, it seemed that there was no way to withstand such an overbearing punch from Ling Xiao. The whole person trembled violently, and then exploded suddenly.

boom!

In the void, the black divine light bloomed and turned into a terrifying storm. With Hua Ziyang's roar and screams, his body was completely disintegrated.

The black blood is permeated, revealing an extremely strange aura, which is extremely tragic.

Ling Xiao stood on the top of the sky, the golden glow of the sky was dazzling, and the eyes were like sword light, and the whole body exuded a wave of vast aura.

This scene completely shocked everyone!

Hua Ziyang was so powerful and terrifying, he was killed by Ling Xiao directly, and he died so miserably.

Everyone looked at Ling Xiao's eyes with awe.

"Emperor Ziyang, that is the supreme arrogant arrogant of the Chinese nationality who died in Long Aotian's hands like this?"

"It's horrible! This time Long Aotian has made a death feud with the Chinese. I am afraid that the Chinese will not let him go until the end of the election conference!"

"I think Long Aotian can already be regarded as the first person under the emperor, so powerful, really awesome!"

"I am also more and more optimistic about this Long Aotian. If he does not die, he will surely be famous in the world!"

"..."

Everyone was talking quietly.

"Hahaha... I knew that the tortoise son of Hua Ziyang would definitely die!"

"Ling Xiao is really getting more and more perverted. It only broke the limit once. With the realm of human respect, he was able to obliterate a Tianzun? This fellow is going to heaven!"

The old goat and the unscrupulous Taoist both secretly smacked their tongues, their eyes were filled with extremely excited expressions, and the hanging heart also fell.

Feng Qingyang stared at Ling Xiao, his eyes burning, a little reluctant to admit defeat, but after thinking about it, he shook his head with a bitter smile.

Although he became a follower of Ling Xiao, he still refused to admit defeat in his heart, but until this moment, he had to admit that the gap between him and Ling Xiao was getting bigger and bigger.

"Ling Xiao, is he that Ling Xiao?"

There was a trace of confusion in Jin Se's eyes. Ling Xiao in front of him and the figure deep in her memory seemed to look more and more alike, and even began to overlap.

She practiced the way of forgetting feelings too much, and the state of mind was not waved. Nothing could affect her mood, but after seeing Ling Xiao, her heart was a little confused for some reason.

At this moment, Ling Xiao was floating in the void, without the slightest expression of joy on his face, and his brows wrinkled slightly.

For some reason, he feels that Hua Ziyang is still a bit weak, not as strong as the Heavenly Realm he imagined, at most it is equivalent to a strong person in the realm, and as the arrogant of the Chinese, even a powerful emperor is attached to him. nothing.

This feeling is extremely weird.

"His soul... does not seem to be complete!"

Ling Xiao's eyes burned, as if thinking of something, he couldn't help but move in his heart.

What no one noticed was that after Hua Ziyang was bombarded and killed by Ling Xiao, the blood mist that filled the sky fell and was silently absorbed by the Heaven Burying Coffin.

Above the Heaven Burial Treasure Coffin, black runes began to interweave, and a ray of light gleamed, as if a mysterious figure had formed vaguely.

Boom!

Suddenly, the Heaven-Buried Treasure Coffin shook violently, as if there was endless thunder light roaring, the four directions were shaking in the void, and endless divine light burst out from the Heaven-Buried Coffin!

The huge coffin lid of the Heaven Burial Treasure Coffin slowly revealed a gap, as if the sky was cracked open, and blazing light burst out from it, roaring like a hurricane, exuding an ancient, majestic and mysterious atmosphere. fluctuation.

"Who is that?!"

Someone exclaimed, his face was extremely pale, and his heart was throbbing.

It was the first time they saw such a change in the Heaven Burial Treasure Coffin. The lid of the coffin was opened, as if some kind of ancient beast was about to crawl out of it. The breath was so terrifying that everyone couldn't help it. Trembling, stepped back.

Roar!

A roar resembling an ancient beast from the Heaven Burial Coffin shook the sky, a terrifying hurricane erupted, and a figure slowly emerged from the Heaven Burial Coffin.

That figure was a young man, slender and majestic, with wings on his back and fangs from his mouth. The fangs were shining with golden light, like pure gold casting. At this moment, he closed his eyes, as if being sealed.

His whole body exudes a kind of ancient prehistoric aura, majestic and mysterious, just like an ancient emperor, people can't help but worship.

"Hua Ziyang?!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and a few words were spit out.

He discovered that the face of this young figure was exactly the same as Hua Ziyang, but it looked more majestic and mysterious than Hua Ziyang, and its aura was completely different.

Ling Xiao's heart was also a little uneasy. Hua Ziyang had already been killed by him, but who was exactly the same Hua Ziyang who appeared in the Tian Buried Coffin?

Click!

The eyes of a young man who were originally closed suddenly opened, as if opening the world, there are two dazzling divine lights piercing through the sky, containing the wave of power that annihilates everything.

Anyone who stared at the young man felt his eyes rise, as if being attacked, with a trace of blood flowing out of his eyes and a scream in his mouth.

Rumble!

The young man swallowed, and suddenly a terrifying storm threw up in the void. His mouth was like a huge swallowing vortex, swallowing all the power of the surrounding origin.

There was thunder and lightning all over him, the endless divine light rose, the vast laws of the road descended, as if the world was shaking at the same time, making the young man's breath more and more majestic and ancient.

In the end, his gaze fell on Ling Xiao, and said indifferently: "This seat was born ahead of time, and I would like to thank you for cutting the furnace of this seat! But you killed eight people from my zombie clan. If the balance is over, I won't hold you accountable!"

"Who are you?" Ling Xiao asked lightly.

He could feel that the young man in front of him felt a great threat. The strength of this young man far exceeded Hua Ziyang.

"The Emperor of the Heavenly Corpse!"

The young man said indifferently, with a superior posture.

His attitude towards Ling Xiao was extremely arrogant, like an ant overlooking the dragon, but he completely ignored other people, as if he didn't give them the slightest face.

"The Emperor of the Corpse?"

Ling Xiao's heart was shocked. Although the name of Emperor Tian Corpse was very unfamiliar, he was rushed out of the coffin of Tian Buried Treasure, and the name of God Son could not be used by anyone. Yes, the ancestors must have an emperor-level powerhouse and have the blood of the emperor in order to become an emperor.

Ling Xiao didn't expect that this was really the mantis hunting the cicada and the oriole, the Hua Ziyang he was staring at had already become the furnace of the emperor's son.

Hua Ziyang is really tragic enough!()

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