Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

Long Xianxue remembered that Ye Wushuang entrusted herself with responsibility, the principle of proximity, looked at Xianzhen's door, smiled, Yu clenched his fist, and slammed forward.

A black dragon rushed and hit the bronze gate fiercely!

"Boom!"

The door vibrated, and the bronze ring kept resounding.

But the bronze door was unscathed.

"Huh! It's so hard!"

As Longxue Ling's eyes flashed, dragon patterns surged around his body.

A domineering force swept away, and the fist was enveloped in black horror Dao Yun in an instant, and it was another punch!

Ye Wushuang and Dragon Horse had already raised their protective light shields.

Although Ye Wushuang has always deliberately bullied Long Xianxue, he has never underestimated the strength of the fairy king's daughter.

"boom!

A loud noise seemed to shatter the eardrums, not only the bronze gate shook, but the entire vast tomb trembles.

"Squirting, this punch is going to kill a young fairy king!

Ye Wushuang sighed and looked at the bronze gate with the word "Xianzhen" written on it, and he was still unscathed.

This gave Ye Wushuang a slight interest in challenge, but the moment he flashed and swept away, the invisible sound of Taoism suddenly echoed in the tomb.

"Bold!

"Who is it that dare to demolish the tomb of the deity!"

Ye Wushuang and Long Xianxue heard the angry shout and unconsciously looked at the statue in the middle of the tomb.

I saw the pitch-black statue, suddenly erupting strange black light, and the power of Taoist rhyme spread out.

"court death!

"Give you another opportunity to bow down to the deity, and the deity will bestow everything you want!"

Horror pressure swept across, the weakest Dragon Horse of the Cultivation Base seemed to be unable to control the beast's body, and bowed down.

But a powerful force poured in, Dragon Horse felt lightened all over.

His eyes furiously looked at the pitch-black statue.

"Keep on smashing!

Ye Wushuang said to Long Xianxue after passing the power to Dragon Horse.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

I saw countless huge black dragons, and the Xianzhen bronze began to hit hard.

Long Xianxue's giant fist transforms into a dragon, leaving no hand at all.

The bronze door was finally shaken, and a huge boulder was smashed down, but the material was terrifyingly hard, and it would take a long time for it to really break open.

"You guys are looking for death"!"

Angry like a ghost roar.

The tomb began to shake.

The pictures constructed by the simple patterns on the walls burst out with weird rays of light.

On the ground, a bright mysterious rune suddenly rose up, and the coercion strengthened again, covering Ye Wushuang and his party.

Everyone feels like they are being pressed by an ancient holy mountain, and the Dragon Horse's muscles and bones make a dislocation sound.

Not only that, the ground formation rotates, endless black mist rises, and black chains shoot out from the ground, trying to entangle everyone.

"Interesting, did you want to hide your weakness?"

Dragon Horse turned into a miniature, standing on Ye Wushuang's shoulder.

Long Xianxue and Ye Wushuang used Movement Technique to avoid them. There was no panic on their faces, and their eyes looked to the ground for the flaws in the formation.

At the same time, the mysterious patterns emanating from the four walls shone, and endless ancient beasts were culled from the patterns.

The terrifying beast power swept across the entire tomb room, with a roar of beasts that shocked people's minds, and the rhyme of each body was filled, and the magical powers of the magical powers came towards Ye Wushuang and Long Xianxue to slaughter.

"The formation is very accomplished, and it has set up a combination formation, the ground is sleepy, and the painting is cutting!" Ye Wushuang, under the pressure of terror, casually commented.

"Hurry up and break this inhuman and innocent thing, I want to enter the secret store!"

Long Xianxue's body was rushing with black dragons, instantly shattering those neighing behemoths.

A round of the sun rose directly behind Ye Wushuang, and all the attacking beasts turned into ashes.

This kind of painting kills the array, and the best restraint is the flame.

In the shining sun, Ye Wushuang's heart moved, and endless fires descended from the sky. In the blink of an eye, all the beasts in the district were burned by the flames.

The fierce beasts let out a stern cry, and then they were turned into ashes.

On the wall, where the lines are filled, fierce beasts are constantly popping up and throwing them out, looking at Ye Wushuang's burning Heavenly Dao rhyme and it's all shattered.

Not only that, Ye Wushuang did not intend to give up.

Yaori rushed directly toward the painting array on the wall.

As a result, the voice screamed eagerly.

"court death!

"Stop!"

The pressure in the tomb room rose again, and the force of terror was enveloped. Dragon Horse crawled on Ye Wushuang's shoulders, and felt that he was about to breathe.

The power is like a violent wind, and instantly eliminates the Heavenly Dao rhyme that can burn even the air.

The sun was also shattered!

At the same time, the bodies of Ye Wushuang and Long Xianxue were completely suppressed at this moment to be unable to move.

"last chance!"

"Kneel and worship the deity, the deity will forget the past and give you supreme strength!"

Ye Wushuang's eyes surged with endless killing intent.

"Amplification of combat power!

Desolate Heavenly Emperor third supreme technique.

*.々The ancient vision of immortality: the sacred tree of hibiscus!"

The glow of Ye Wushuang's chest was scattered. Originally, he bowed his body and straightened in an instant. The endless fairy lights scattered, like the reincarnation of a fairy king.

At the same time, an old golden tree emerged behind Ye Wushuang, shaking thousands of divine lights.

It was a sacred hibiscus tree, and its golden leaves exuded endless heat.

There are nine Zuwu inhabited above, and the spleen courtyard is the world, as if nine rounds of scorching sun rise above the Ninth Stage.

"You are also worthy of us worship?"

"Dead! Ghosts!"

A violent shout came out, a great shock in the sky, nine-headed Zuwu, with stern eyes that fluttered down across the time and space of the ancient times.

In a blink of an eye, the Nine-wheeled Zuwu seemed to travel through ancient and modern times, and it meant that the entire tomb was to be burned.

The black mist on the ground dissipated instantly, and the formation shattered.

Nine rounds of Golden Crow melted the blazing sun and bombarded the walls in all directions.

As soon as this battle came out, the ghost cry finally panicked.

"you dare!"

"You dare to move half a minute, this deity will destroy your soul!"

"Only you?"

Ye Wushuang (得李赵) was holding a golden emperor sword and stepped into the air. A golden frenzy engulfed the dark idols in the temple.

"No...no, this deity is unwilling!" The statue screamed in horror.

"boom!"

Nine rounds of scorching sun hit, and golden violent rushes.

Completely kill the black strange aura.

"boom!

The black statue exploded directly on the spot.

Ye Wushuang and Long Xianxue could even feel that the mystery was wiped out by power.

Long Xianxuexiang was sweating, and the coercion on his body also dissipated.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Five doors burst instantly, revealing five long roads.

"Sure enough, they are all above this weird statue."

The black statue has always let them kneel down, but he knows that as long as the owner of the statue is not dead.

Sometimes once bow down. The statue owner can even forcibly plant the heart seed to achieve the result of forcible control. order.

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