Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Suddenly, the dark clouds converged, like a black curtain covering the sky, covering the starry sky of Haoyu, tearing by lightning, like a snake, intertwined in the dark clouds.

Immediately, billions of thunder and lightning fell, like Thunder Falls, pouring down in nine days, forming a huge sea of ​​thunder.

Ye Chen opened the domineering body, recovered the wound, and attacked for nine days, all of them were thundering, and they were bombarded by all.

Although seriously wounded and back bitten, the goods are still scary, but they are hit all the way.

Hundreds of thousands of thunders can hardly destroy him. Instead, his sacred body is refined, and the golden diamonds are blooming.

"I don't know, I always feel, I always feel shortcomings." Laozhu Jundi grunted, holding his beard.

"The hero sees the same thing," Chiyangzi said meaningfully. "In previous years, he has not been pulling millions of pieces. This time, he is only one, and he is really not used to it."

It must be because Ye Chen didn't hear it, otherwise, most of them will come over, and there are few suspects, I will pull you cheerfully.

"The Eucharist is arrogant, but it is overbearing." Ming stunned his tongue and stunned his hand. "Bacheng is not so simple."

"Most likely will lead to the rule of Emperor Taoism." Bai Yidao said that he had been here for so long and heard some legends.

Not only do they think so, everyone present is the same, especially the inheritance of Emperor Dao, with inexplicable hope in their hearts.

In the sound of the discussion, Ye Chen fell from nothingness and was slashed by a dark thunder.

His strongness provoked the anger of thunder, and the thunderstorm became stronger. There were all kinds of thunder and lightning, sketching gorgeous pictures.

Although the picture is gorgeous, it is also dying. Rao is Ye Chen, and he is also flying across the blood and bones. He is almost buried in the stars. The monks of the Quartet are trembling.

Cangtian was furious, Ye Chen was also furious, the more fierce the Vietnam War, against the thunder of the sky, attacked all the way.

The hatred for the sky, when Ye Fan was condemned by the heavens, had climbed to the extreme. If it was not for this ruthless day, his children would not have suffered terrible suffering.

Because of his hatred, his attack became more and more crazy, regardless of the cost, and he fisted fistlessly.

Under the scourge of heaven, he was training the sacred body, and every scar was a mark, helping him to transform and help him to nirvana.

I do n’t know when the thunderstorms in the sky are much weaker, and the thunder is no longer as fierce as before.

Over time, the Thunder also reduced, until it was annihilated in the starry sky, and there was no longer any lightning.

Looking at Ye Chen again, standing on a starry sky, like a monument, any power in the world is indestructible. His holy body is full of scars, wounds, and thunder and lightning.

His evil spirit and murderous spirit, instead of being annihilated, became thicker and thicker, the starry sky turbulent.

The thunder and lightning disappeared, and everyone in the starry sky stood up, and a pair of eyes gathered sharp eyes.

They all know that the calamity is not over yet, or that the calamity of the desolate ancient body really started at this moment.

Sure enough, the broken starry sky, with one more person besides Ye Chen, was a gathering of extinct thunder and lightning.

It is a young man with a mighty shore in the back, as tough as a mountain, overflowing with the mighty emperor, and the law of the emperor is flying.

"Immortal Emperor Xianyu." Jiang Taixu trembled, his eyes blinked, his voice trembling with excitement.

That's right, that's the emperor's principle of Emperor Xianyu. As a person of the Immortal family, how can Jiang Taixu not recognize it.

The age of Emperor Xianyu's rule was the most prosperous period of the heavens. In that era, there was almost no war in Wanyu.

In terms of seniority, Jiang Taixu is still higher than Emperor Xianyu. I do n’t know how many generations, just because Jiang Taixu was a man from the flood era, and Emperor Xianyu is in ancient times.

However, it was an emperor, the supreme existence, shoulder to shoulder with the avenue, and even he could not conceal awe.

"The second statue is manifested," said Laozhu Jundi, drawing everyone's attention to the East.

It was another dying thunderbolt. Under the attention of all, the embryo of human was gathered, but the honor was not clear.

It is worth affirming that this manifestation is a woman with red hair like a blue wave, graceful and graceful, like a dream, not a mess, like Jiuxiaoxian.

"Honglian." This time, he was excited to change Moyuan, tears in his eyes, hoarse, and silent.

A sentence of red lotus, everyone present understood.

That is the Empress of Honglian, the supreme beauty of the Devourer.

She is also the first empress in the history of the heavens.

A long time ago, the Devourer died, the Red Lotus Empress was angry, sacrificed the fire of the Red Lotus industry, and burned the eight deities.

Moyuan had already burst into tears. He might not have expected that the reunion after eternity would be in this form. He is still Moyuan, but she is not the Red Lotus Empress.

One miss is eternity. On the other side of Xinghe, it is hard to see his red lotus, revealing the beauty of the world.

"The third emperor is also the empress?" When Mo Yuan was hurt, Jiuxiao was surprised, with a strange expression.

That's right, the third emperor's rule of law is still the female emperor. The godly posture is not weak and the red lotus female emperor does not mess with the earthly dust, the peerless appearance, dim the world.

"Yaochi female emperor." Yaochi fairy mother was so excited, how could she not know Yaochi female emperor, that was the ancestor of Yaochi.

Emperor Yaochi, the last emperor in the ancient times.

It was because of her death that the heavens fell into a scuffle, and the Eucharist battle ... came into being since that time, and ended the war of the heavens, but also buried the ancient sacred body.

"Sister." Chen Yi's eyes were full of tears, looking at the Emperor Yaochi with a hazy look.

At this moment, a long-dated ancient memory poured into his sea of ​​gods: he was very young, and he and his sister depended on each other. At the same time, he entered the cultivation of immortals and embarked on a journey against the sky. It was his sister who sealed himself.

"The next statue, isn't it Xuanyuan Emperor!" Xuanwu Emperor stared at the other side, and the fourth manifested.

It was also a young man with a normal face.

It looks very ordinary, vicissitudes and ancient times, and even the emperor's Taoism seems to be looming. It is the return to Taoism, and the eyes are calm, but it encompasses everything in the world.

"Father Emperor." The taciturn Wu Qing, wept, and the fourth statue was his father emperor: Emperor Xuanyuan.

Emperor Xuanyuan, one hundred and thirty Emperor Xuanhuang, is recognized as the most powerful emperor in the world. His legends are all myths.

"Father Emperor." Tian Shuo also cried, staring at the West with tears in his eyes, and the fifth emperor's law manifested.

Still a youth, eyes like stars, black hair like a waterfall, like an ancient monument standing in the sky.

As the father emperor of Tianshuo, that is the Emperor Xuangu.

Hearing this Emperor, everyone's mood was sad, and a great gift was given to the western starry sky.

The Emperor Xuangu, who had been alone for eight hundred years before the gates of the heavens, was the only Emperor of the Xuanhuang one hundred and thirty, and the only emperor who died in battle was immortal.

An emperor is so worthy of the worship of future generations.

It can be said that if there is no ancient emperor, there will be no future generations. It is that emperor who has exhausted his origins and battled the last drop of emperor's blood to protect the common people.

Today, the Xinghai that surrounds the wilderness is the ancient emperor. Before he died, he was the guardian who gathered for life.

"Father Emperor." Xiao Lu's eyes were moist as well, and the sixth emperor's Taoism body had also condensed.

Emperor Yan, the one with the longest life among the one hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang, lived the second generation against the sky.

Only a moment later, the seventh emperor's law came out.

Still a young man, wearing a robe, with gossips engraved on the back, the whole person is vague, can't see the honor, or is covered by some force.

"This is the Emperor." Everyone looked at each other, then looked at the older generation, hoping to give an answer.

"Great Emperor." Just as everyone was looking for an answer, a ghost wailed and rang out through the starry sky.

The crying man is not someone else, it is the king of the man.

Alright! When he cried, everyone stopped asking.

Obviously, the seventh emperor's rule of law is the emperor of the people, the second emperor among the one hundred and thirty emperors of the Xuanhuang.

Second only to the Pangu Emperor, the absolute **** Emperor.

Everyone sighs, and it is no wonder that they can't see clearly. The emperor is the ancestor of Zhou Tian's evolution. If he hides, unless the emperor ranks, who can see clearly.

In addition to the King of People, there was another crying, coming from a distant starry sky.

It was an old man with a big beard. Most of the people here didn't know it, but Ye Chen knew it.

That's Yan Lao Dao, Emperor ... is his hometown.

One howl was not flat, another was howl again.

This time, from the yak, not only the yak, but also the yak emperor, are staring at the eighth emperor Taoism.

The emperor's rule of law is obviously larger than a normal person, red. Bare arms, lingering around Thunder, carrying a battle axe, heavy body, starry sky trembling.

It is the yak emperor. The yak emperor is also called the emperor.

"Is there emperor?" The nine gods, Jiujianxian, and Zhutianjians were all tight, staring at the stars.

Even the eight emperors were shown, and there were emperors in the back.

The most hopeful is Di Xuan. No one is more nervous than her. For nine thousand years, she also misses her brother.

However, they were disappointed. The ninth emperor ’s Taoist principles were manifested, but not the emperor ’s emperor, but a dragon, a blue dragon, entrenched, bigger than Juyue.

"The Canglong emperor." Canglong emperor and the Canglong tribe cried with joy, and at the moment when Canglong emperor's rule manifested, he knelt down on the ground and wept.

Crying, there are the ancient emperor, the spiritual emperor, the witch and the barbarian emperors, and the emperors of their family have also manifested, and they are a manifestation.

The great ancestors of the Wu tribe, the ancient tribe, the spiritual tribe and the barbaric tribe are like four great mountains, standing tall.

After the four emperors, there were two manifestations, one after another, one for Qinglong and one for Suzaku.

Needless to say, it is the Qinglong Emperor and the Suzaku Emperor.

Both the Qinglong Emperor and the Suzaku Emperor have shuddered. Their hopes were not disappointed. They were honored to see the emperor's rule of the emperor.

"The fifteen emperor's principles are here, I don't know if there are any." The monks of the Quartet stared at the starry sky.

That starry sky, if it lived up to expectations, was torn apart by the thunder, and gathered into a figure.

His manifestation made Ye Chen's brows frown suddenly, not only he was frowning, but everyone's brows were also frowning.