Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

Chapter 87 Break the legend, the myth in the myth (3)

Ye Wushuang stretched his body, a serious look appeared on his face.

He wants to use real power.

boom!

The next moment, his body exudes a terrible light, the supreme bones in his body are trembling, and an extremely mysterious power emerges. It is the third supreme technique, which is different from the first two attacking treasures.

This is an increase type of treasure.

It can be used in all aspects of Ascension combat power, and it is tens of times, dozens of times the Ascension.

The soul, speed, magic power, physical body, etc., all aspects of Ascension are ten times, even dozens of times.

Such a terrible increase instantly transformed Ye Wushuang’s breath into an extremely terrifying Realm. It had already reached the limit of the Holy King. At this moment, Ascension once again entered a brand new Realm.

Realm.

A real great sage’s might permeated Ye Wushuang’s body, strong enough to make everyone tremble.

“The power of the Great Sage? In a mere Sage Seventh Stage, a power comparable to that of the Great Sage has exploded!”

In the depths of the imperial palace, Emperor Samsara, who has been paying attention here, was shocked.

This is the gap between the two big Realms. Throughout the ages, no evildoer can bridge such an exaggerated gap.

This is simply a myth in myth.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe it himself.

“Burial Yuan!”

At this time, the Great Sage-class forbidden weapon of the descendant of the Immortal 927 Hall also broke out completely, and a phantom appeared.

Can bury everything.

Great Hall trembled, terrifying power, making this world turbulent, countless Stars were even shattered. If it weren’t for Great Hall’s extraordinary power, it would have exploded long ago.

The Great Sage’s blow was enough to burst a starry sky.

“Great Sage, it’s not impossible to cross!”

Ye Wushuang looked calm. He raised his head and stared at the earth-shattering blow, stretched his body slightly, and then pinched the seal. This time it was no longer a supreme technique, but a magical power belonging to the Ye Clan.

“Today, I will create a myth in a myth!”

With Sage, defeat the Great Sage.

boom!

A bright light appeared, with the meaning of judgment.

This is the light born at the beginning of the opening of the sky. It is called the Nine Heavenly Tribulation Light. According to legend, it is the strongest power of God to kill the gods and demons in the beginning.

Of course, what Ye Wushuang used at this moment was not the real nine Heavenly Tribulation light, but just simulated it with supernatural powers.

This is the real nine Heavenly Tribulation light created by the peak powerhouse of the Ye family, and the supernatural powers created therefrom, with all levels, and can even truly evolve the kind of tribulation light that extinguishes the gods and demons of the beginning.

“cut!”

Ye Wushuang drank lightly, a ray of divine light shocking the world, extremely splendid, condensed by the most terrifying symbols, with the terrifying power of slaying the heavens.

These divine lights converged, and finally turned into a shocking light rushed, illuminating the entire Great Hall, and even spread to the outside world, with endless sounds and rumblings.

Boom!

When the two collided, the world was boundless, like two supreme beings colliding, the terrifying might overwhelmed everything, causing the ten directions to tremble and everything to fall apart.

At this moment, all the Upper Realm Genius were horrified, and they used their own cards to resist the aftermath, and there were even many powerful Saint King soldiers, but even so, they were still useless, and the terrible aftermath swept across, almost smashing all resistance. .

A group of Tianjiao vomited blood and flew out, all in a panic.

Simply their hole cards are not useless, after resisting most of the aftermath, relying on their own strength, they still barely survived.

However, the descendants of the Immortal Palace did not have such good luck. He, who was seriously injured and dying, faced this terrifying aftermath. He didn’t even have the power to resist, and was directly shattered by the aftermath.

After a long time, when everything subsided, the descendants of the Immortal Palace had disappeared without a trace, and there was no scum left.

It was just Sage who was as powerless as an ant in the face of the collision of the Great Sage.

The rest of Tianjiao were also seriously injured, and their breath was weak.

In the world, there is only Ye Wushuang standing alone, and the mansion looks at the people, the celestial light is lingering, like an immortal king of the world.

“Myth in myth!”

Emperor Samsara sighed lightly, his tone full of shock.

He witnessed the birth of a myth in a myth.

Using Sage to defeat the attack of the Great Sage, across two realms, this is simply an impossible miracle.

(bdde) According to ancient history, the strongest evildoer was only a half-step saint at the peak of Sage. This is already the limit of the record, and it is a legend.

But Ye Wushuang broke the legend.

“What a monster!”

Only this kind of monster can pass the Immortal King’s trial ground.

Perhaps, he should give that thing to him.

Emperor Samsara was lost in thought.

“Cough cough cough”

Everywhere in the Great Hall, Upper Realm Genius crawled out with difficulty, disheveled, and embarrassed. The holy armor on his body was shattered. Even Qingyi and the witch, two peerless beauties, are in a very poor state at this moment.

Although it is not so disheveled, but it is also a wolf fox, and the eyes are full of shock.

This time in the lower realm, they were truly knowledgeable.

Witness the rise of a myth with your own eyes.

In particular, seeing Ye Wushuang defeating the Great Sage-level Forbidden Device with only his own strength made his scalp numb.

It’s abnormal.

“Everyone, do you still want to fight?”

Ye Wushuang put his hands on his back, looked down at the crowd, and asked faintly.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other for a while speechless.

Contention?

The son of the former Youwuhua was pinched to death with one hand, and the descendant of the Immortal Palace died in the aftermath of the collision. They just can’t think about it, and they won’t fight this kind of abnormality.

Are you tired and crooked?

“Spare me, I don’t want to be crushed to death by your finger!”

The black-clothed youth smiled bitterly and decisively surrendered. The others also agreed, even the lawless witch.

Only Qingyi remained silent.

It seems that I don’t want to give up.

Ye Wushuang ignored it. He just asked a question routinely. No matter what everyone’s answer was, he didn’t care about it.

“Master Daozi, if I follow you, can you give me the Samsara Emperor Talisman?”

Just when Ye Wushuang was about to take a shot and put away the many gods, he kept speaking silently.

What he said made everyone even more stunned.

“Hello, saint of Patching Heaven, are you crazy?”

The witch opened her eyes wide and her heart was filled with sorrow. She even forgot her usual ridicule and directly called out her name.

Is this saint of patching the sky crazy?

Who is she?

The saint of Immortal Orthodoxy will definitely be one of the masters in the future, even if it is not the leader of Patchian Sect.

With such a distinguished status, how could he become a follower of other people, even if the target is Daozi of the immortal clan.

If it is spread out, her position as a saint will inevitably be abolished.

Ye Wushuang was a little surprised.

Qingyi’s identity is also quite famous in the upper realm, and her beauty is also famous all over the world. I don’t know how many young supreme admires her, and there are even rumors that there are no descendants of Shangxian Dynasty and Immortal immortal clan who love her and want to marry her. .

Such a beautiful woman who is famous in the upper realm, actually wants to follow him?

The so-called follower is just to put it nicely, if it is a bit ugly, it is completely a subordinate, or even a servant.

A saint of Immortal orthodoxy, although not equal to him, but also not reduced to a servant or subordinate.

“Why?

Ye Wushuang asked, he had a rare interest.