The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 1085
Long Zhan put away his knife.

The movement gradually dissipated.

And his opponent, who is also a god, has disappeared.

He lost.

But he didn't die.

After all, he is a god, and there are countless ways to save his life.

He lost his will to fight, and Long Zhan had no way of chasing him, so he could only put away his weapons and continue marching.

"God Lord, my subordinates are incompetent and cannot kill him!"

Long Zhan looked at Ling Yu and bowed to apologize.

Ling Yu's face was as usual, without the slightest fluctuation, and he didn't mean to blame.

"You beat him, that's enough, what you can't do, I'll do it."

Long Zhan's expression was startled, he knew that God was going to make a move.

Ling Yu raised his hand and grabbed it. The energy concentration and level of the gods were extremely high, and they gathered at this moment, turning into a terrifying impact, impacting the seal chain in the body.

The roaring sound like gold and stone crashing was endless, and a wave of terror pervaded the air. The tens of thousands of troops looked respectful, and all their eyes were focused on Ling Yu, full of anticipation and awe.

Click!

Click!

click...

Ling Yu heard several consecutive crisp cracking sounds coming from his body.

There was no wave in his gaze, as if everything was going to happen naturally, as it should be.

It's just that, under his calm appearance, the energy invisible to everyone is surging, vast and majestic, unparalleled!

Sakura suddenly felt something, her beautiful eyes rolled slightly, and said: "That person did not escape, his defeat was just an illusion, he was hiding somewhere, trying to accomplish something."

Hearing this, Long Zhan's pupils shrank, "Could it be..."

Just as he thought of that possibility, an astonishing aura suddenly came from the void.

The pitch-black light exploded, covering the world, like a huge black curtain, completely blocking everyone's senses.

There are many masters present, and there is no shortage of gods and powerhouses, but they still can't feel anything.

This is the bottom-of-the-box method of a strong god!
In such a situation, it is conceivable what he wants to do.

From among the Wanjun, take the head of the main general!
The icy light of the knife was invisible, coming quietly through the air.

Suddenly, everyone saw two golden light beams, dazzling, tearing through the darkness and piercing through the sky!
Those were Ling Yu's eyes.

That pair of indifferent pupils could break through the illusion, and they were extremely bright in the darkness, which made the guy who only dared to hide and attack Ling Yu feel heartbroken.

A golden light was fleeting, and it was indescribably amazing.

The next moment, the darkness dissipated.

Everyone's senses returned to normal.

At the same time, there was an extra corpse in their sight.

A corpse that fell from the sky.

It is the strong man of the gods!
There is a blood hole in his chest, a blood hole that sees through from front to back.

His eyes were wide open, and there was no life, no brilliance in the wide eyes, only the terrifying silence and fear.

No one knows what happened to him before he died.

"Go ahead." Ling Yu said.

Everyone recovered from the shock, and the audience erupted into deafening cheers, filled with fanatical worship, which was as devout as faith.

……

In the palace, on the throne.

The cold and glamorous empress with a beautiful face was expressionless. Under her majesty, everyone under the throne seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand, making it difficult to breathe.

"Xing Yu was killed." She said.

The crowd was silent.

"They will come soon. Some things were not done thoroughly back then, and all the original participants will have to pay the price today." The voice of the Leng Yan Empress was indescribably calm, without the slightest emotion.

Everyone's expressions were dignified, and fear appeared in some people's eyes, as if they remembered some terrible past that had been dusty for a long time.

Suddenly someone said, "Master Goddess, please give me a chance, I will kill them halfway."

Empress Leng Yan's eyes fell on him, she shook her head, and actually sighed.

"Forget it, if you go, it will only add unnecessary sacrifices."

"But……"

The empress raised her hand, "Needless to say, we'll wait for them here. As for the outcome, I know it well. You will face the most difficult and most valuable battle in your life. If you win, your name will go down in history." , the glory deepens. If you lose, you will turn into dry bones and bury them in emptiness."

Everyone was awe-inspiring and fighting.

Time is like dripping water, passing by little by little.

Except for the Leng Yan empress who remained indifferent, the rest of the people, their hearts beating faster, feeling the pressure, were waiting for the arrival of the enemy army.

The longer the waiting time, the greater the pressure, as if... the closer to death.

People who were born in that era still have the shadow of that man in their hearts.

That majestic figure stands on the top of the galaxy, suppressing all realms, and everyone lives under his rule.

Under his brilliance, all the trendsetters of the amazing era looked bleak.

Even if they are standing on the opposite side of him at this moment, they cannot deny that no one in this world is qualified to compare with him.

If they could choose again, they would never be against him.

"Those who are not strong-willed can leave now."

The woman on the throne spoke suddenly, her expression indifferent.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they hurriedly discarded the distracting thoughts in their hearts, not daring to say more.

That man was defeated by the Goddess after all.

This woman is more cunning and terrifying than him!
The "leave" she said was not leaving here, but leaving this world completely!

Rumble!
At this moment, a dull roar came from the depths of the void.

Everyone looked shocked.

"They're here!"

The woman on the throne stood up slowly, looked up into the distance, and said softly, "Follow me."

"Yes!" Everyone shouted like thunder.

Outside the palace, the sky is full of divine troops.

The sky was dark and dense, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Ling Yu and Ying stood in front of the army, surrounded by brilliance, which was particularly conspicuous.

Empress Leng Yan led her subordinates to step out of the palace, as if stepping on invisible steps, step by step, stepping up through the air until she was shoulder to shoulder with Ling Yu.

The two looked at each other, there was no jealousy when the enemy met, no anger and hatred, and no murderous intent.

Ling Yu's gaze remained as calm as ever.

The cold and beautiful empress's pair of beautiful ice eyes blinked lightly, with unexplainable ripples, complicated and obscure, like the touch of a girl seeing her beloved again, and also the unwillingness and regret that she couldn't get what she wanted. There is a certain extreme and twisted determination.

"Xiaochen, long time no see."

Sakura smiled, breaking the silence.

"Luo Chen, no one has called me by this name for a long time." The Lengyan empress lowered her eyes and said softly.

"You have been waiting for this day for a long time, I know, you have been living very tired, and you will be relieved soon." Ying softly said.

Luo Chen smiled, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said majesticly: "Sister, you are still so self-righteous."

(End of this chapter)