The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

They didn't expect that just a single attack released by two lifeless metal giants would make the two peerless masters of the world exhausted. They had never thought of such an attack method.

"It's not that exaggerated if you think about it carefully. They are only here, and they can use this kind of strange energy to have such an effect. If it is in the outside world, there is no such simple and easy to use free energy for them to use in this trick."

Ye Nantian analyzed.

"There is one more thing you should have noticed." Ye Feng thought of another aspect.

"The weapons they condense will be easily cut off by our weapons, which means that the weapons they condense are not like us, they are condensed by our spiritual will, it is just a show, so in fact they are not genuine. Divine level strength."

"exactly."

After a wave of analysis, the two people who were still in shock suddenly felt that their opponent was not that scary, and gradually settled down.

The two turned their heads to look at the top of the white jade island. The stairs stretched continuously upwards until the clouds rose to a very high place, like a sacred mountain piercing into the sky.

The two walked up without hesitation.

Although there were many steps and the mountain was high, they couldn't stop the footsteps of the two demigods, and along the way, they didn't encounter any danger except for the ubiquitous coercion that was getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, they stepped onto the top of the mountain covered by the sun.

There was a blur in front of my eyes, as if time and space were reset, the world was reversed, and the surrounding scenery changed unconsciously.

The extremely luxurious hall, golden pillars, white jade beds, and fist-sized pearls can be seen everywhere. , Shining on the wall, there was a burst of golden light dazzling.

There seems to be a joyful banquet in the hall.

Graceful dancers dance lightly, maids serve food and wine like flowing water, guests talk and drink, and the whole hall is filled with the aroma of delicious food and wine.

The ultimate in luxury!
On the hall of bliss in the world, at the highest point of the hall facing south, on the golden Kowloon throne, a tall human emperor is looking down on the people below.

Like a god on high, overlooking all living beings in the lower realm.

And Ye Feng felt as if he was also standing in the crowd below, looking up at the emperor, the aura of dominating the world, and the domineering aura of all beings in all worlds submitting to me, and pouring his head towards Ye Feng with the force of heaven. To press it, to break his will, to subdue his spirit, to make him surrender completely, to make his knees bend uncontrollably, and to bow down as soon as he wants to accept his head.

Ye Feng's eyes gradually turned red, and a pair of blood-colored pupils were full of violent and crazy killing intent.

He is the God of Killing!God kills with killing!

"I will never kneel to heaven or earth in my life! You are a loser who died for thousands of years, dust of history, why should you make me kneel!"

The blood-red knife appeared in Ye Feng's hand, holding the knife with both hands, jumped up, and slashed at the tall emperor with one knife.

"Clatter!" There was a sound like shattering glass.

The illusion in front of him disappeared without a trace.

The clouds and clouds all over the sky had disappeared at some point, and what appeared in front of Ye Feng was still the extremely luxurious hall in the illusion, just like the residence of the emperor of heaven.

It's just that the dancing girls and the drinking guests all disappeared without a trace, and the hall was utterly lonely, except for Ye Nantian who closed his eyes tightly and trembled all over.

Ye Feng looked up and saw that the domineering Kowloon golden chair was still at the top of the hall, and the tall emperor on the golden chair was still sitting there, looking down on all living beings.

Lifelike, as if the ancient emperor has been sitting here for thousands of years, watching the changes in the world, watching the passage of time, watching all things change and alternation, only he is not changed by time, and it is not easy through the ages.

However, Ye Feng knew that the ancestral dragon was already dead, and the one sitting on the throne of Nine Dragons was just a corpse, but for some unknown reason, it was still the same as it was before it was alive for more than 2000 years, without changing at all.

At this time, there was a strange movement around him, and Ye Nantian woke up from the illusion, and looked around in a little confusion. After two seconds, his eyes had completely recovered.Looking at the corpse of Zulong above the main hall, he felt a huge wave in his heart.

"This, is this the body of the first emperor? It has been kept here for more than 2000 years?"

"I'm afraid it is." Ye Feng had passed the initial surprise in his heart, gradually calmed down, and walked up vigilantly.

After all, Zulong is a strong man in the divine realm. Even if he has been dead for more than 2000 years, the corpse left behind can still make people fall into an illusion the moment they see him. People can't help but be cautious, worrying about what will happen? moth.

Ye Nantian looked at Ye Feng's back, and sighed in his heart.

Ye Feng woke up from the illusion before Ye Nantian, which meant that Ye Feng had always been stronger than Ye Nantian. Although he didn't want to admit it, the reality was right in front of him.

But he is not such a hypocritical person, he just sighed a few words, and then caught up with Ye Feng.

That was the corpse of a strong man in the divine realm!

Leaving aside thoughts of history, culture and archaeology, in the face of such a dead body that has been preserved for thousands of years and is as lifelike as a living person, one might be able to comprehend the method of achieving the divine state from above!

Seeing Emperor Shi from a close distance, he was tall and mighty, more than two meters tall, which was not at all the same as what was said in the history books. The closer he got, the more he could feel the infinite majesty emanating from this corpse.

When the two stepped onto the last step, they were at the same level as the first emperor.

One of Shi Huang's fingers moved slightly.

"Crack."

Although it was an extremely light and subtle voice, the two of them were paying full attention to the movement around them, and they became alert in an instant.

Under the scorching gaze of the two, Shi Huang's tall and strong body turned into ashes little by little, and quickly disappeared without a trace from the tip of his hair to the tips of his toes, leaving no dust behind.

"what happened!"

Witnessing this shocking change, the two were instantly stunned.

Ye Feng stepped forward quickly, and stretched out his hand to wipe on the large Nine Dragons golden chair.

Hands are very clean, not even a speck of dust.

"Gone? Is this gone?"

Ye Nantian was in a daze, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

Ye Feng quickly looked around to see if there were any other changes.

Ye Nantian rushed forward, holding both sides of the dragon chair with both hands, as if he had been planning for a long time and saw the plan fail with his own eyes. The sense of failure and powerlessness made his face extremely ugly.

"It's gone! How could it be gone! Where did it go!"

"You calm down!"