Supreme Uprising

Chapter 602: Hundreds of Years After Another Round

“Boom!” In the giant Panlong Palace, a screen made of the most rugged jade hit the hard black gold floor.

In that instant, countless broken jade splashed in all directions, and several palace servants around them, although their faces were cut by this broken jade, they dared not make any movement, even the atmosphere dared not make a sound.

Grandpa Su, lying on the ground, kowtowed hard. Despite his psychological readiness, His Majesty's anger at this time still shocked him.

The Emperor is angry and bleeding!

Although he did not know if His Majesty would have any other backhand, one thing was certain: if His Majesty were to kill him, his death would be a matter of minutes.

“Did he really say that?” After taking a deep breath, the remaining angry emperor asked in a deep voice.

“Your Majesty, that's what he said. Little people dare not hide half the words, arrogant, so arrogant. How dare you not put His Majesty in the eyes, and not put our God of Heaven and Luck in the eyes, he should be killed by ten people! ”

In the end, Grandpa Su chewed his teeth out of his mouth.

He bet his life that if His Majesty heard comfort in his words, he would naturally be able to escape from Ascension.

“Kill his ten tribes, how dare you!” The Tiger Eye Eagle's emperor seemed even more annoyed, scolding with anger: “Pull him down and beat the crap out of him! ”

“Your Majesty, your subordinates are very faithful to you. Those insulting words are not from your subordinates, they are from Luo Yuanchu! That's what the lawless man said! ”

No one questioned what happened to Grandpa Su. Their hearts were too clear. His Majesty, in full anger, is in dire need of an exasperated man.

As for the guy who's upset with His Majesty, forget it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

That's a big man who can tremble on all sides with a stomp.

“Get the fuck out of here! Get out!” The emperor went back and forth in agitation, waved his hand, hated and scolded.

Fortunately, with a temper, the emperor finally calmed down.

He is now the only one left in the palace. The tyrannical Qi on his face disappears clean as time passes.

Carefully picked up a box made of red blood balls from the royal table, flipped open the box, appeared in front of the emperor, three Shinko.

The red incense of the letter, shiny as a beautiful jade, a moment of immersion, the emperor who ruled the heavenly luck god dynasty, respectfully took out three incenses, and then lit the incense with the blood of his fingers.

The faint smoke began to rise from the emperor's head, and as the cloud grew thicker and thicker, a huge figure appeared in the void.

This is the crown of an emperor wearing his head. The whole world is full of the power of the heavens and the earth. The emperor of the heavenly luck dynasty, though full of momentum, compared to him, is like a heaven, an underground.

“Thirty-fifth generation Xuan Sun Qingyuan, met the ancestors. ”

“What can I do for you?” There was a slight dislike in that shadow's voice, and obviously he didn't like to be disturbed.

The Emperor, who calls himself the Emperor of the Blue Abyss, quickly said the beginning and the end of the matter. He didn't hide anything, let alone add branches and leaves.

He was too clear in his heart. Everything he said could not be hidden from the ancestor's exploration in front of him. Instead of exaggerating his words or causing Xuan Fangyi to piss off his ancestors, it would be better to tell them everything honestly.

“How can a tiger girl go with a dog? That statement is really overwhelming!” That huge figure, with a hint of cold in his voice.

In the eyes of Qingyuan, a little excitement flashed. He felt that his confession had won this time, and how to punish that damned Luo Yuanchu was no longer something he could decide.

“Prepare to enter the Royal Forbidden Place tomorrow.” A faint voice with a hint of indifference.

Royal Forbidden Land, cultivation!

If Abyss is just an ordinary royal family, then entering the royal forbidden land is a good opportunity to practice, but he is an emperor of the First Kingdom.He does not need to practice at all to be able to improve his cultivation.

Not to mention, once he enters the Royal Sanctuary, he becomes incredibly difficult to come out of.

“Ancestor, I am the emperor, and I do everything every day. This enters the imperial forbidden practice, I...” Although a bad feeling rises in the heart of the abyss, he still struggles on reason.

“As long as it's my descendants, it's the same for everyone in this position. Since you have difficulty subjugating the world, nature, let others do it. ”

Ancestor's voice had an unquestionable smell: “And you, don't look too important. ”

Speaking of which, a glitter flashed in his eyes: "Among the stars, I am second in rank, but do you think I can kill Naruo Yuanchu? ”

“To kill Luo Yuanchu, unless the heavenly level of existence strikes, you little evil, do you think because of your affairs, can you please move the heavenly level of existence? ”

“I can't kill him, so I can only give Heavenly Luck to another Emperor! ”

When the shadow finished, it disappeared into the cloud fog, the gloomy blue abyss, and the heart was filled with dissatisfaction and anger, but these things, at this time, had no use for him.

He remained ambitious when he took office, but did not expect to be so fragile.

When the closed palace door was opened again, a young man dressed in the same costume as him, but more proud, had entered the palace with the respect of countless princes.

As for him, almost everyone seemed to have not seen his presence.

New Emperor Denki, Putian Festival, at one time the Great Lord ministers, were given a great deal, and the most bestowed was the Blue Dragon Housoleum.

Luo Yunyang had no idea about these, and after listening to Luo Tianpeng return to some family affairs, he chose to close the door.

For ordinary mortals, a hundred years means a lifetime, and for experts such as Luo Yunyang who have reached the realm of the gods, a hundred years is just a swing of fingers.

Seventy years of closure, thirty years of walking, gave Luo Yunyang an incredibly profound understanding of the world of the Sky Luck Divine Dynasty.

In terms of the architecture of the world and various laws of origin, this divine fortune is too real.

If Luo Yunyang's mind wasn't strong enough, I'm afraid he himself would feel that he is the pride of the Blue Dragon Hou Mansion, the third of Heavenly Star King.

Luo Yunyang sat in the closed chamber and was extremely unhappy. Over the centuries, despite his commitment to practice, and using his existing powers, he received a number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to increase his cultivation.

But unfortunately, he is still a short way from the realm of the Emperor of God.

To cultivate the realm of the Divine Emperor, in addition to Luo Yunyang's nowadays cultivated Sanyang Slaughter Divine Method, Shaoyang Slaughter Divine Method, and Sun Slaughter Divine Method, Luo Yunyang once again cultivated eight Red Yang aspects of the door.

Hope to advance to the Emperor Realm with the fusion of the nine top pharmacies!

But unfortunately, for a hundred years, with all kinds of Jibao cultivation, Luo Yunyang only cultivated the six kinds of pharmacies to their peak, and the other two were just getting started.

Despite this, Luo Yunyang's strength has increased considerably, but there is no possibility to integrate promotion.

The sky is like Baoshan, it is a pain in the eyes of countless people, Luo Yunyang is no exception, he very much doesn't want to leave the world, but why can't he go back to the temple for centuries?

The disc knee sat in the quiet room when he arrived. Luo Yunyang looked at a small sword in his hand that looked like iron and non-iron, which he occasionally got, but according to Akagi, the name of the sword was Tianzheng Sword.

The Heavenly Sword is not a weapon, it is a kind of trust, and every 10,000 years it enters the Heavenly Sword. According to the scriptures of the Red Yangmen, every 100,000 years, heaven and earth emerge between the heavens and earth.

Those who climb the heavenly throne will be honored.

If you want to reach the Heavenly Place, you need the Heavenly Place Belief, which is nine kinds of weapons. Luo Yunyang's Heavenly Place Sword is one of them.

According to Akagi, every time he comes to power, he will kill the blood flow, and eventually the winner will rise on the platform of Heaven, becoming a superior to life and death.

Luo Yunyang had some doubts about these things, but now he obviously doesn't need the sword that day.

After all, his time is coming.

Just as Luo Yunyang laid down his sword that day, a voice sounded in Luo Yunyang's ear: "The Premium Returner, your first round, has been completed, please choose now whether to stay in the world, start a new life for the first time, or re-enter the new world? ”

Luo Yunyang was stunned when he heard the voice. He never thought he could make such a choice.

In a second thought, Luo Yunyang had made a decision. Although the rest of the world, has absolutely no less than this world, a bird in hand is much more than a hundred birds in Lin Qiang.

“Can I choose ten rounds, all in this world?” Luo Yunyang sighed for a moment and asked in a low voice.

“Dear Premium Returner, you have the right to choose to rotate in any world, but you cannot remain on your body during the rotation. ”

“Well, let me ask you again, is the next time I turn back, and the time now, a continuing relationship? ”

“Yes, the time here will continue to flow.” The voice sank: “If you choose ten rounds, the millennium is the millennium. ”

“Well, my choice is to stay in the world.” When Luo Yunyang spoke, his hands stamped, instantly placed a huge ban on all his power.

It's forbidden to block his quiet room. According to this prohibited characteristic, if there is no correct way to open it, then even the person repaired above Luo Yunyang can only damage this static chamber.

“Dang!” The little sword landed, and Luo Yuanchu's handsome body was filled with evil charms, and he had fallen silently on the ground.

Also at this moment, Luo Yunyang woke up by a stream, his identity in this world is a core disciple of Tianjianmen.