Deity of the Emperor

At this moment, biting the sky is cautious.

The top saint among the top two.

The three top saints, even with it, are a bit difficult.

At the moment, the five people slayed Tian Ciao in an instant.

At this moment, Wen Xianzhi and the blood blue sky jiao directly confronted Wu Xi, Chen Xuan, Feng Tiancun and Tang Zhonghuai.

And Xue Feiyan is facing Liu Wanjun.

The battle between the top saints, at this moment, looks terrible.

Rows of mountains and seas change color.

Inside and outside the entire Wumen, the sky changed completely, and even in the entire territory of Wuzhou, many people felt the abnormality of Wumen.

At this time, Qin Chen split a body with a knife.

Xieyuezong, the old man of Xieyue.

Qin Chenhu stared at him, stained with blood in white, and looked at the other emperors of the Holy Emperor Realm.

"The most annoying thing in my life is someone like you."

"A height that you can't reach, but you want to steal the contributions of others and give you a way to live, if you don't, then you will be killed!"

Qin Chen drank a word, and the sword burst forth.

Qinglong Moon Sword seemed to be aware of the owner's mood at the moment. At the moment, the handle of the knife turned from the color of Youqing to the color of blood.

One knife per person, like Shura.

Several suzerains were all terrified at this moment.

Qin Chen also understood at the moment that the killing of several Holy Emperors was enough to raise the spirit of Wumen, Jiang and Qu.

Once the momentum is gone, then the war will be defeated.

But the momentum is not lost.

As for killing all, it is not necessary.

The disciples of Wumen also need to experience blood baptism before they can grow up.

Every warrior's path to life is blood.

How can we grow up without following this path?

Wumen was founded by him. He hopes that Wumen can grow stronger and become a holy place for martial arts than anyone else.

Xuan Bing Sheng Nu, Di Chunqiu and others are all afraid now.

"I was also persecuted by the Wu and Chen families, so I had to!"

Xuan Bing saint had no saint temperament at this moment, begging.

"Yeah, we don't want to betray Wumen."

Di Chunqiu was also afraid of breathing at the moment.

"fart!"

Qin Chen shouted: "If the Wu family waits to persecute you, you seek justice from Wumen, will Wumen sit by and ignore it?"

"Begging now? It's late!"

When the words fell, Qin Chen stepped out directly, his whole body up and down, murderous.

Qinglong cuts the moon sword, the light shines, who blocks and kills.

At this moment, Qin Chen is unstoppable between the realm of the Holy Emperor.

"Patriarch Wu, save us."

Chang Qiuhao, the leader of the Tianzhao Sword School, was completely frightened at this moment.

No matter where Qin Chen suddenly appeared, they are now unable to resist Qin Chen.

Patriarchs such as Wu Kun and the four guardians of Wumen, Jiangjia Jianghongyue, and Qujiaqu Youyou heard the cry for help.

"Wufeng, Wucun, to stop Qin Chen, he can't let him continue to be arrogant."

"Get orders!"

The two Wujia veterans now broke away.

These two, as the sacred lord turned the world, held a high position in the Wu family, and at the same time, they also held the position of elders in Wumen.

Seeing the two killed, Qin Chen sneered.

"Warm up for a while, now it's time to come up with stronger strength."

When the words fell, Qin Chen's body surface suddenly showed two more body patterns.

The decay of Kuangwu Tiandi I has been merging.

This decayed integration is a dramatic improvement of Qin Chen's own strength.

This time, it is already from the first emperor of the emperor to the three emperor of the emperor.

This is the promotion of Qin Chen's own realm.

Jiulong Futian array, drawing from the Wumen, the ground fire under the Shenwu cliff for tens of thousands of years, condensed the Jiulongyan pattern, which coincided with Qin Chen, condensed nine body patterns, covering the surface of Qin Chen ’s body, even more domineering than Qin Chen The body pattern should be overbearing.

Although Qin Chen is relying on the power of the Great Array, but this power is integrated into Qin Chen himself, but it is powerful and terrible.

His own three holy emperor tattoos.

Jiulong Futian array condenses nine body patterns.

At the moment, Qin Chen is surrounded by twelve body patterns around his body.

Moreover, Qin Chen's own three body patterns contain the power of the unity of dragon soul, phoenix soul and holy soul. One body figure is comparable to the three real emperor realms.

Twelve body patterns.

The two holy lords are all eclipsed at the moment.

Such a person is simply a monster.

Nine ways of body pattern, this is the limit of the Holy Emperor Realm.

Taking it one step further, it is that the body figure of the saint level is integrated into the soul and strengthens it.

However, Qin Chen is quite unreasonable to condense twelve body patterns.

"Boy, the general trend today is that you can't stop it alone."

"Shut down, don't force me to wait for the killer."

The two elders sullenly shouted at the moment.

Qin Chen's words were cold.

"Wumen is the Dawu orthodox, whoever wants to overthrow, I will kill whoever!"

When the words fell, Qin Chen stepped out, and the murderousness swept away instantly.

Qinglong cuts the moon sword, waving at the moment.

A set of swordsmanship, flowing clouds and flowing water, is cast in the hands of Qin Chen.

Sword spell.

At this moment, both Xue Feiyan and Jiang Aoxue felt the horror in the sword.

Even Xue Feiyan and other top sacred lords feel it at the moment, they can hardly breathe.

This feeling is really terrifying.

It seemed that Qin Chen and the knife became one, and it was unclear whether it was a knife or a person.

"cut!"

A knife fell.

The two elders changed their looks and resisted together, but at this moment the body was back in embarrassment.

"How can it be!"

The look of the two changed.

"not dead?"

Qin Chen was also surprised at the moment.

"Old man, you can't do it, or I can't!"

Qin Chen murmured: "I understand, the decay is not fully integrated, so ... don't you really recognize me yet?"

Qin Chen smiled slightly.

"Since one knife will not die, then ... another knife."

Between the whistling, the blade came.

The two elders looked horrified at the moment.

Another knife, how can it resist?

Keng ...

In an instant, the blade came, and the two clenched the Paladin in their palms, raising their hands to contend.

Poo poo!

But, at the next moment, the arms of the two were cut off directly by the blade, the Paladin fell, and the screaming sounded.

"Betray Wumen, **** it."

Qin Chen drank a word and spread a hundred miles.

Bang ...

The two holy lords died.

In one go, the clouds flow.

At this moment, anyone feels Qin Chen's domineering.

Wu Xi is also ugly at this moment.

The realm of the holy sage has a total of seven revolutions.

There is a huge gap between the Holy Emperor and the Holy Lord.

The level of the saint, the body pattern is condensed in the soul, whether it is the coercion of the soul, or the physical scheduling ability of the warrior, it can be said that they are all equal.

However, Qin Chen was so easily cut.

At this moment, Wu Kun looked indifferent.

"The wastes of the devil, one by one, speak loudly, but now, they are so vulnerable."

Wu Xi snorted.

Opposite to it, Liang Chaojian carried a long sword and said coldly: "Since I know that the mad emperor has returned and is still in a state of chaos, he should know that it will be so.