Sage Emperor

Chapter 113: Chasing Awesome

Throughout the Immortal Dao period, there was a complete change. Yang Qi was already the first master, but Ao Tian obtained the will of the Great Tomb and the Immortal King, and the whole man entered the ancient path of the gods.

Yang Qi immediately launched an immense pursuit of Ao Tian.

He must not be given control of the tomb. To this day, Yang Qi has understood that the arrogant plan finally succeeded. With the help of the tomb, the will of the Immortal King was successfully sealed. With the will of the Immortal King, the tomb was successfully reduced, so that the tomb reached its palm and was collected.

If he takes the tomb into the divine realm and practises it step by step, then he is likely to refine the will of the Immortal King, take control of the tomb, merge the tomb with the map of the King of the Worlds, create a generation of evil gods, cross the sky, and in the future Yankee will die on his hands.

This great enemy must not be spared.

Moreover, now is the best opportunity to hunt down Ao Tian. Although Ao Tian has obtained the tomb, it cannot be refined and applied at all, that is, a waste. Now the tomb is shrunk, but the will of the Immortal King is confronted, otherwise even if Ao Tian has become a god, he will die.

How can you control the tomb?

So, while the tomb is in the hands of the arrogant, Yankee can take it.

Kill!

Yang Qi Meteor rushed to the moon and chased the past towards the ancient road of the gods. A few landings. Just deep in the ancient road, he saw the shadow of the arrogance. Although he said he was in the ancient road, he could never turn back, but who was Yang Qi? The power of Ancient Road is no longer in his eyes, and this is the man who got the imprint of two gods.

When Aotian entered the divine realm, he could return, not to mention him?

“Pride, do you think you can control everything if you get the tomb? This tomb is nothing! I'm the only one who deserves it. Now spit out your gods' imprint. The tomb is mine too. ”

In the ancient path of the gods, the speed of the arrogant sky flew fast, and Yang Qi's face appeared with a grin: “Shoot me! ”

Suddenly, a huge golden man appeared in his eyebrows, turned again into a golden swirl, underwater, sucked something, and his arrogant body suddenly paused, seemed to be pulled, slowed down, the grave in his hand moved silly, seemed to fly out of hand.

Though the tomb is in the grasp of the arrogant heavens, it is also the ownerless, and it is possible to fly away at any time.

Pride sealed the seal of the gods in the tomb, by means of the seal of the gods, eroded the origin of the tomb, so that he slowly gained recognition of the origin of the tomb. At last, he became the king of heirs, and many of his heirs lost their last hope. Unfortunately, the power of the tomb is too strong, so how can it be obtained by him alone?

Yang Qi had irrefutable authority over the seals of the gods. Once he inspired the unifying power of the seals of the gods, he instantly moved the seals of the gods deep in the tomb.

“Get back here! ”

When Ao Tian saw this scene, he inspired the real qi, a huge monument rose up behind him, and his face laughed: “Yang Qi, I just got a lot of divine power in the tomb again, to be repaired no longer under you, we are the banner drum equivalent, not necessarily have to beat to death, after reaching the divine realm, you will find how huge the stage is, how vast the divine realm is, there are many gods in it, to kill us, we can cross the divine realm together, How's it going?”

“Bullshit, kill you, I get everything you have, the tomb, the King of the Worlds map, the will of the Immortal King, the last of the Gods imprint, refine you into a puppet, more capable of sweeping across the divine realm.” Yankee grabs it again, "come out and the last of the Gods' imprints will surely belong to me. ”

“Delusion! ”

The arrogant sky prompts the true qi, suppresses the seals, the power of the god township emerges from behind. The gods are huge, tread heaven and earth, trample on the sun and moon, communicate with the gods. In this ancient path, the wind immediately rises and clouds, and there are shadow winds and whistles everywhere.

Yang Qi is a thorough entry into the ancient path of the gods. He looked around and found that the whole ancient road is huge and wide, it is a different world, in which the law gradually tightens, but one can move forward without getting lost because the law is getting tighter and tighter, it must be the end of the road.

Something in the divine realm flows down the ancient road, the closer it gets to the divine realm, the more intense the aura of the gods, so that if we continue to search, we will gradually deepen deep into the ancient road, and there will be absolutely no mistakes.

“Die! ”

Yang Qi stepped on the elephant steps, each step, the void created a shatter, seemed to want to collapse the entire ancient road, such as the wangu beast, the king of the gods appeared, directly in front of the arrogant heavens, one arm punched down.

It's like a king's whip!

Having obtained the two Gods' imprints, many martial arts within the power of the Divine Town are instantaneous and thoroughly blended together, he has almost understood the ultimate Orthodoxy of the Divine King.

Once the Wang god whip down, the ancient road is full of loud noises, the long whip like a knife, cutting the divine realm, powerful tearing gas, even the whole Tai Gu god mountain can instantly explode.

Weiwu…………..

Yankee's "Holy King." The Law "inspires many more subtleties.

The emergence of the ten most humane “hegemonics” and “heroes" made Yankees feel hegemonic and heroic. At all times, Yang Qi was feeling unified into three, the main body spread out like a king god whipping towards himself, while the hegemonic body, the heroic body, one provoking a long knife, one provoking a long gun to attack.

Wherever Qi Gong goes, even God cannot escape a blow.

“Motherfucker, this kid's Qi Kung reached this level, once he got two Gods imprints, it was completely different from the previous means, I couldn't resist! Even if the next god comes, I'm afraid he won't be able to kill him or even defeat it. At this moment, this kid is a god. ”

The arrogant heaven saw a fierce attack, sprayed his mouth, his body a bow, and the giant monument behind him lashed out, colliding with the king's whip, so that at the same time he moved all over his body, such as a wolf like a tiger, actually grabbed the tomb, used it as a weapon, punched and bombarded Yang Qi.

Yankeeton saw that his heroism, his hegemony, had been blown away. The tomb seems to have suddenly grown in size, and with the will of the Immortal King, it rolled over against itself.

The power of this punch transcends the ordinary god.

It's the secret of arrogance.

“With the help of the tomb, you want to fight me too? That's delusional!” Yang Qi roared, his voice echoed from all sides of Ancient Road. He grabbed the big hand and broke the tomb hard, to break the strong: “The Immortal King, is it? Face me and die, my king, the true king, the Immortal King, the false king, the Holy King. Fah, the true king was born, the way of the king, the king of kings, I am the king of heaven! ”

Under this powerful oppression, Yankee broke through the Holy King again. Fa, deep in the heart, in the sea of the Yuan Gods, all the structure is very clear, restore the true meaning of the “king”, originally he was proficient in the scholastic excellence of the 72nd grand king, every kill, can be said to be astonishing, grasp the dry kun, spin the sun and moon!

Now, the will of the Immortal King, the oppression, together with his changes in the Wangjie Wangtu, the Immortal King Fulu coincided perfectly, realized a lot of things, in the moment of killing the arrogant heavens, the essence of life reached a most intense peak, Yankee once again took his Holy King. The secrets of kings in the Tenth Act came out.

Holy King. Fah, Hung, Big, Saint, King, King, King, Emperor, Emperor, God, Lord, None.

Yang Qi began to understand the male, the second law, now enlightened the king, immediately behind him, a king, rolling out, the king, holding the army flag, waving, rolling the head, the blood sea drifting, it is called the mountain river breaking wind, the extinction of the society will be together.

That's the King.

King's War Quartet.

What you use is a flag.

The King's flag pointed to a place that was flooded by rolling armies. Everywhere, the blood drifted, it was the King's wrath, and the corpse was millions.

That's the king.

A tyrant is a knife.

Hero is a gun.

King is the flag!

The so-called Wang flag, that's it.

“The victor is the king!” Yankee hands scored, the boxing was clear, all the qigong was poured into one punch, bombarded out, and collided with the grave: “Awful heaven, even if you have a grave, you can't use it, it's a waste. I'm the only one who can make the most of this. Give it to me! ”

The giant king's battle flag, behind Yankee, the hero and the hegemony behind him, left and right support, a sweep, suddenly all the energy was suppressed by the king's battle flag. The momentum of this king's battle flag actually surpassed the power of the god's prison, it seems that it is most suitable for Yankee mending.

The King's will, all passed into the deep tomb, deep in the tomb, the will of the Immortal King seemed to be felt, a distant voice came out: “King, someone has learned the true King's mystery, though it is still shallow, but has embarked on the right path... ”

“Goddamn grave, what the hell is this? It actually imprisons the will of this king. There is nothing in this world that this king cannot overcome, even if it is the seal of the gods, it can be broken by this king, but this grave seems to be stronger than the seal of the gods..."

The Immortal King seemed to want to derive his mind, but death was trapped in the tomb, but his slightest heart could still be felt by Awful Heaven and Yang Qi.

Bang

After a single impact, the entire body of the arrogant heavens backed continuously, and Yang Qi hit him pale face.

“Good boy!” Arrogance grabbed the tomb, suddenly couldn't hold it, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, seemed to have been wounded by Yang Qi, the whole person in a failed posture.

Yankee saw how proud he was, knowing that this man was strong, but understood the Holy King. The law itself still can't compare, Holy King. Fa Yicheng, all Qi Gong belongs to a furnace, own its own path, this path of restraint of all, even the ten universes together to restrain.

“Awesome, don't make a futile struggle.” Yankee said faintly: “But don't pretend to be hurt, either, to lure me into the hook. ”