Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

Sword Intent Sword Intent surged across the body of Sword Immortal Chao Jianyun Shengzi, and the whole body space was rippling.

The cultivator in the abyss was all startled and cast his gaze to the place where the god child Jianyun was gazing, but did not see anything.

Suddenly, not far from the blood-stained altar, the void split open, and a slender figure stepped out, covered in fairy light, black hair fluttering, and behind him was a circle of fairy rings, like a reborn fairy king, Sacred and Immortal.

The white clothes made a noise, and his face was covered by the fairy light, exuding great majesty.

Seeing the young man in white with no weak temperament, everyone was shocked.

For a time, the Son of the Beginning, the Dark Demon, the Shaking Saint, the Star Forest, and the Azure Emperor's daughter all cast their gazes.

They can feel the horror of the white-clothed youth in front of them. Although Cultivation Base can see through it at a glance, it is only in the Supreme Realm, but the breath is unprecedented.

Even they felt a sense of extreme danger.

"Ye Clan, Ye Wushuang!"

Jian Yun Shenzi gritted his teeth. Killing intent rushing in the eyes

13 He knew that this person had killed the person he had sent to fight for the inheritance key, and he had also killed his own people in the heavens and all realms.

"It's really interesting guy. He was born only from the elders of the clan saying that he actually offended a god son like this."

Yaoguang Shengzi muttered in his heart, and his beautiful eyes fluttered to look at Ye Wushuang.

Divine Son Xingsen looked arrogant and somewhat disdainful. He wanted to see a cultivator in the supreme realm. How could He De hold the inheritance key.

The surrounding cultivator cast pity on Ye Wushuang.

"It's really poor guy, who would offend God Child Jianyun. It's really unlucky to die when I'm out of luck."

"Ye Wushuang has been making a lot of noise recently, don't you know? I heard that he captured the treasure son alive and forced him to surrender, and even killed a monster in the holy world of the early days. It is rumored that the monster is so strong that even the treasure son is not as good as that."

"I have also heard such rumors, but it is not true. Compared with the Son of Treasure, there is still a lot of gap between the Son of Treasure and the Son of God."

"Yes, and Ye Wushuang Cultivation Base is too low, and the Sword Qiong Shengzi has been cultivated to the middle stage of the Great Emperor. If Ye Wushuang treats the Sword Qiong Shengzi as an ordinary Great Emperor, I am afraid that he will die very miserably!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion, and there was a woman with a hat hidden in the crowd.

Under the hat, there is a weird mask that looks like a smile but not a smile, like a cry but not a cry, and her beautiful eyes seem to be thinking about something.

Ye Wushuang ignored everyone's gaze, and cast his eyes directly on the two of the Dark Demon and the Holy Realm of the Beginning.

The three people's eyes met, and an astonishing killing intent surged.

"This kind of pickled dirty goods is also worthy of entering the secret store?"

Ye Wushuang's voice was cold.

Sure enough, it was the same as what he thought, and Demon Cultivator would definitely come in, but he didn't expect the two to be so blatant.

When everyone heard Ye Wushuang's murderous shout, they were startled, as if Ye Wushuang had hatred with two another world evildoers.

But for many newly born Tianjiao, they have not been in contact with the cultivator of the Dark Demon Realm and the Holy Realm of the Beginning for hundreds of millions of years. After removing the aversion to the breath, there is almost no hatred in their hearts.

On the contrary, Ye Wushuang's voice made many cultivators of the heavens and worlds feel resentful, as if they were questioning them.

"Hey, Ye Wushuang, I advise you to take care of yourself first."

The Demon of the Black Territory, who had been silent for a long time, let out a low, hoarse voice.

His eyes stung Ye Wushuang like evil spirits, and the jokes flashed in his eyes.

These cultivators of the heavens and worlds are still fighting, this is the best thing they can see with the ominous monsters.

Although the ominous monsters let them kill Ye Wushuang, they used to be the masters of the ominous monsters, and it was up to them to kill them.

"Don't rush to die. The deaths of Yu Zun and Yu Gu Shengzu have made it impossible for you to live. You should be glad that this son is not killing you now!"

At the beginning, the holy son of the holy world, Mo Ke, had a bad look, but he knew that it was not time for hands-on.

He wants all the cultivators of the heavens and all realms to die in the secret concealment of inheritance.

Shaking the saint woman was shocked, the death of the saint ancestor?

She knows the cultivation level of the holy world in the early days, which is the peak powerhouse of the immortal king level of the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

The young man in white clothes in front of him has actually killed the fairy king?

Looking at Ye Wushuang again, his gaze became a little more solemn. No matter what means he relied on, he must be an incredible person who dared to kill the Immortal King.

On the side, Jianyun Shenzi saw Ye Wushuang ignore him, and his face was ashen.

As a child of God, everyone will pay attention no matter where he goes, and a supreme ant dare to ignore him.

Shenzi Jianyun looked gloomily and probed out his hand, turning into a big hand to grab Ye Wushuang.

"not good!

Some of the strong players in the field changed their faces, shuddering and retreated, but Jianyun Shenzi may be able to surpass the existence of the fairy king in the future, and his combat power is extremely terrifying.

The void collapsed with just a palm, some lack of strength cultivator couldn't bear this power, and wanted to kneel down.

No one hindered, everyone looked at Ye Wushuang.

They are watching how Ye Wushuang responds to this strike. If Jian Yun can't even hold a palm, then they really don't have the right to hold the ancient key.

Ye Wushuang was originally worried by the appearance of the Dark Demon and the Taichu Mo Ke, but there were still two or five boys who didn't know that they were unanimous, and they destroyed the two people, and they also attacked themselves.

Ye Wushuang glared at Sacred Child Jianyun, 187 fingers slowly, slightly.

"Om!"

A light gray ripple spreads out, with a strong sense of aging, and there is also a Samsara rhyme.

This light gray ripple oscillated at a very fast speed, and the whole body was stretched out in no time, and the space where it passed was cracked like glass.

Ushering in the monstrous giant hand is even more like experiencing hundreds of millions of years, exhausting at an astonishing speed, until it dissipates, during which there is no more than a breath.

Such a scene instantly shocked the cultivator in the field, as well as the top saints of all races.

"So pure Samsara Dao Yun."

The dazzling saint murmured, and the beautiful eyes were full of radiance, and there was a little interest in it.

In shock, all cultivators began to re-recognize the famous Ye Clan Daozi in this ancient battlefield.

This strike not only shocked the usual cultivator, but even Jianyun was shocked.

Although he was good at using swords, it didn't mean that he couldn't kill a great emperor realm strong in this palm.

One blow failed, and Jianyun stepped up into the air, his whole Sword intent rushed straight into his sky, and even the darkness of the abyss was illuminated by the Sword intent.

As a son of God, he is not a foolish person, knowing that he should use his full strength against his opponent.

Shenzi Jianyun holds the golden hilt in his hand and stares at Ye Wushuang like sharp swords: "There are not many who can see this Shenzi make a sword!"

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