Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

The monstrous black light surging, the evil air is like layers of black clouds, permeating the city of all appearances.

A figure in a black robe, devilish qi rushed all over, hanging in the air, attracting a lot of surprised eyes.

"The Treasure Son is really a waste."

The sullen and hoarse voice was pervasive.

Ye Wushuang smashed the black beads in his hand and looked at the man in the black robe who covered his face: "Are you a waste?"

It seems that his Wushuang Sixth Sense is correct, and he is in trouble.

But everything is still under control.

"Jie Jie, really arrogant."

"Do you think that if you defeat this kind of trash, you can become an enemy of this saint (the great emperor)?"

The black-robed man was obviously irritated by Ye Wushuang, his face was savage, and his tyrannical aura was directly released.

"Ye Wushuang, this time the deity wants to avenge the ancestor of Moco!"

The black-robed man lifted his hat and stared at Ye Wushuang with scarlet eyes, with abnormal and cruel eyes.

Ye Wushuang was startled and thought a little: "Moke, Holy Land of the Beginning? 13"

"Hehe, just remember!"

"In this ominous world, this is the place where you are buried!"

Everyone in the city was shocked and confused when they heard the words, and even the evildoers of the Holy Land of the Beginning appeared.

"Where is Ominous World?"

"Does it mean the ancient battlefield?"

The cultivator in the city looked at each other, and a sense of anxiety rose in his heart.

Ye Wushuang glanced at it, his face was like white paper, his eyes were blood-red, and the man with a strange feeling, smiled dumbly: "I even killed your holy ancestor (the fairy king), are you here to die?,

"Mouse, it's just that the holy ancestor did not recover at the time, and was killed by the remnant soul of the longevity Taisheng Emperor.

"You must be bloodied here today!"

The black-robed man's complexion was distorted because of his ferociousness. As he smiled sideways, demonic energy surged around his body, and all the cultivators within a radius of one hundred meters turned into mummified corpses in an instant.

Those cultivators who come to watch the excitement are far away in an instant, but they just can't get out of the city.

"So, what you call relying on is to act as a parasitic force that acts as a running dog for an ominous monster?"

Yu Zun was shocked when he heard this: "Do you know ominous monsters?"

"Sad! You turned out to be a monster running dog. Are you still a member of the holy dynasty in the early days?"

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, but he felt a little heavy in his heart. He could feel the evil power surging inside the black-robed man.

In the ancient battlefield, it was only the Dark Demon Realm and the ominous monsters fighting against the heavens and myriad realms. Now even the Holy Realm of the Beginning has joined in, this ominous realm is becoming more and more restless.

"Hehe! Now that you know the existence of Ominous Demon Venerable, then there is no need for you to live!'

"Dedicate you to the Demon Venerable, and the Demon Venerable will definitely give me even more powerful strength!"

Yu Zun smiled grimly, deep in his eyes, resentful, cold and killing intent rushed out, suddenly stepped out, and the devilish energy suddenly dissipated like a stormy sea.

Those escaping cultivators have soft legs and trembling faces.

This power is even several times stronger than that after the Treasure Son activates the bloodline.

"Half a step is true, good evil power"

"It turned out to be an ominous force, the Tianjiao in the holy realm of the early days was infested by an ominous force!"

"Why the Treasure Son was arrested, the formation still exists in the city, I shouldn't watch the excitement?"

The cultivator in the city turned pale and had to stay away from the battlefield as much as possible.

This evil force made them feel very uncomfortable.

Now I can only hope that Ye Wushuang can defeat this person.

"Let me see how much power there is after becoming this ghost."

Ye Wushuang's eyes were calm, as if he hadn't seen the surging horror demon energy.

"Jie Jie, I will definitely make you surrender!"

Yu Zun had a cold face and a big hand. The pound and phosphorus power whizzed out and turned into an endless demon soldier, rushing away at Ye Wushuang's vitality as fast as lightning.

"boom!"

The emperor sword in Ye Wushuang's hand flickered, the sword glow rushed, and the endless Sword intent turned into the afterimage of the Tao, the rhyme of the sky was full, and the number of magic soldiers and light spears were shattered.

"This kind of offensive is delaying time?" Ye Wushuang sneered, squeezed his palm, and a quaint heavenly monument emerged from the palm of his palm, and an ancient violent wave of fluctuations spread quickly.

"boom!

The golden ancient heavenly stele appeared, long in the wind, with a rune wrapped around it.

"Suppression!

Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed with cold light, and the ancient heavenly stele swept out extremely, like a sacred mountain on top of Yu Zun's head, and then fell fiercely, and the great power shattered the space.

"Moyuan Hand!

The power contained in the ancient stone stele rushed, making Ming Zun's complexion slightly changed, and he did not dare to neglect, the devilish energy rushed and one arm immediately became dark and strange, and the palm door suddenly grabbed upward.

In the rush of black energy, a demon hand that was thousands of feet tall came out of nowhere, and shook it on the fallen ancient stone stele.

boom!

The loud noise of the collision sounded in mid-air, and a circle of visible drops spread out from the clutches of the clutches, shattering the space with violent violence.

The simple stone stele was resisted by him for life.

"Jiejie, if there is no power from the devil, this saint may not be your opponent, but you are the only one who is dead now!"

Yu Zun sneered at Ye Wushuang Sen, his eyes suddenly sullen, and the violent demon's hands surged wildly.

"boom!"

With a loud sound, the terrifying power Yu Zun rushed in his black arms, squeezing the stone stele like a holy mountain.

"Even if you smashed Ye Wushuang's offensive with one palm, the evildoers of the Holy Realm of the Beginning are too terrifying!'

Countless cultivators were shocked and a little worried. The devilish power made them tremble. If Ye Wushuang were defeated, they might all face being crushed and killed.

"This arm..."

Ye Wushuang's eyes were slightly suspicious, and the voice of the old man Lei came from the Yun Shenzhu!

"The old man is here. This pitch-black iron hand is a dark magic hand. It has appeared in the ancient battle. It is a transplanted arm. The cultivator used will burst out terrifying power. However, the more the user urges, the more damage it will cause. !'

Ye Wushuang nodded, he could feel a weird and violent force rushing in his arm.

"Jie Jie!

There was a hoarse laughter, and Yu Zun's figure suddenly rushed towards Ye Wushuang, his dark as iron arms drew across the air, and the endless traces of Taoism filled the air.

"boom!

Ye Wushuang saw it, holding an emperor sword, set off an endless rune, and fell all over the sky toward the dark shadows.

"Changsheng Sword intent!"

In the endless pattern, the emperor sword in Ye Wushuang's hand stabbed in the air, and the rushing golden light quickly condensed, turning into a long sword that passed through the void and the sun. Ye Wushuang blasted away.

"Darkness shatters palms!"

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