I!The mortal emperor, the whole country invaded the fairyland

"Nie Changkong. I didn't expect that Sword Prison Mountain sent you here this time!"

A heavy and hoarse voice sounded from the direction of the Yasha clan, as harsh as the claws of a wild beast scratching on pig iron. .

Chapter 309

"Night Hubert.

It seems that your king really wants to get rid of the imprisonment of the black waters. "

Hearing the words of the six-armed Yaksha, Nie Changkong spoke lightly.

There was also a hint of indifference and disgust in the words.

Obviously the relationship between the two is not very friendly.

But this is no wonder, in the Cangxuan Realm.

There are thousands of races, and there are almost no people who can get along well with other races.

There is a saying that is good, if you are not of my race, your heart must be different.

Even if the two races are on good terms, I'm afraid each has their own ghosts.

"Hmph! Nie Changkong, I don't have time to waste time with you today.

If you want to compete, I will treat you well when you come to the Black Waters in the future! "

The six-armed Yaksha did not give in, after speaking with Nie Changkong.

Also ignored Nie Changkong.

He and Nie Changkong had already fought each other.

The two can do nothing to help each other.

Otherwise, just based on the other party's previous words teasing their Yaksha King, he would have already killed the other party's bones.

The six-armed Yaksha withdrew his gaze, and his eyes, like copper bells, landed in the direction of the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty.

After taking a look at the 17 people, there was a strong sense of contempt in his eyes.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the direction where Jian Yushan and the others were, and said sarcastically:

"However, a group of Huashen can stop you and the others from Sword Prison Mountain.

It seems that Sword Prison Mountain has gone back and forth in recent years. "

Ye Hubert's words fell to the ground, and one could almost imagine the faces of the people from Jian Prison Mountain.

The steel fork in his hand plunged into the black water below him, and the black water thousands of meters below him changed drastically in an instant.

A black tornado was formed in an instant, and it swept and devoured towards the direction of the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty.

The meaning of tornado rushing and splashing waves, the sound of whistling and rolling can be heard endlessly.

In almost an instant, he was only a hundred feet away from the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty.

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"Om..."

At the time when the six ministers and a group of important officials in Jinyiwei were all on guard against the black tornado that swept in.

There was a sudden shock in the void, and then, like a space, the flow of time slowed down.

"Dididi—"

"Huanghuanghuang——"

An incomparably overbearing sound, like the sound of heaven and earth reciting, resounded continuously in the void.

When people smell it, there is a sense of worship.

at the same time.

A familiar majestic aura suddenly appeared in the perception of the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty.

At this moment, all the courtiers showed a fanatical awe in their eyes, and there was infinite stability in their eyes.

Even the black tornado that was only a hundred feet away from him, and seemed to be burying himself and others in the next moment, he ignored it.

Everyone looked respectfully at the void several feet in front of them.

The crowd in Jianyu Mountain and the Yaksha family all bowed down as their pupils shrank suddenly.

"Meet the Holy Emperor!"

……

After this sound resounded, a figure had quietly appeared in the space a few feet in front of him.

The figure is dressed in a dragon robe from the realm of the sun and the moon, an emperor's crown on his head, and purple cloud boots on his feet.

Standing quietly in the void like that, with hands behind their backs, they became the center of the entire space in an instant!

The sudden appearance of this figure instantly startled the Yaksha tribe and the people of Jianyu Mountain.

Because even they didn't realize when that figure appeared in the void.

Nie Changkong's eyes were also fixed at this moment, looking at the figure dressed as the emperor, inexplicably a little more vigilant.

"who!"

Ye Hubert saw that Fang Dynasty and all the avatars saluted a man who appeared inexplicably.

Regardless of the black tornado that still swept through the void.

After being slightly taken aback, it was as if he had been humiliated.

Under the ugly appearance, full of ferocity.

With a thought in mind, the speed of the black tornado suddenly accelerated, roaring again and again, and buried away towards the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty.

In the path of burial, even the figure of the emperor who just appeared inexplicably should be included.

"Whoa whoa-"

"Huhu——"

The black tornado scrolled at a very high speed, and carrying a mighty force, it rushed forward without any hesitation.

Along the way, the ripples in the space are like waves on a calm lake.

Just when the black dragon roll was like a broken bamboo, it had already crashed into the space where the emperor's figure was, with a radius of ten feet.

"Om-"

Suddenly, the figure of the emperor slowly looked up.

Looking at it, the void trembled endlessly.

As if swept by a strong wind and waves before, the ripples in the space were smoothed out in an instant.

Not only that, everything in his eyes is imprisoned.

Even the black tornado with teeth and claws, which seemed to be mixed with the toxin and power of black water, should be imprisoned in the void.

It was as if he had encountered some higher level of power and was expressing his submission.

"..impossible!"

"Death to this seat!"

In the direction of the Yaksha clan, Yehubert's ugly face at the moment is full of disbelief.

The black tornado controlled by him at the peak of refining the virtual world would be imprisoned like a real thing, which made him doubt his own strength.

After the sound of angry scolding, Ye Hubert began to increase the output of the soul;

Even the majestic power of the mysterious spirit was mobilized and poured into the black tornado.

Spatial cracks the size of chopsticks one after another continued to grow from their direction.

Extremely fast, it spread and tore in the direction of Jiang Tianming.

This time, it is obvious that the strength of the peak of Lianxu has been used to the extreme.

"Ok?"

"This is the space method used by the Void Refining Realm?"

Jiang Tianming stared at the space crack that was getting closer and closer, and he could feel the terrifying power of destruction contained in it.

But even so, he still just kept silent.

Because, this power...is not enough!

He doesn't even have the qualifications to make him serious.

Breaking through the realm of transforming gods this time, the Nascent Soul was transformed into a Nascent Spirit, and the two major exercises also transformed one after another.

It can be said that Jiang Tianming's current strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, even if he is only in the realm of transforming gods.

But in terms of background and methods, it is definitely not something that a small refining period can shake!

"Woooooo-"

Inch-by-inch cracks suddenly opened up in the void, and soon Jiang Tianming was approaching.

"Om-"

As in the past, it was a terrifying space crack.

As soon as he came to Jiang Tianming with a radius of ten feet, the flags and drums immediately died down.

It seems that some force majeure has been encountered, even if they are aggressive and hysterical, it will have no effect.

Jiang Tianming has a space of ten feet in radius, as if it belongs only to his private domain.

Any power that wants to enter it must obtain his approval folder.

Otherwise, it would be like a mayfly shaking a tree, overreaching one's abilities! .

Chapter 310

"Damn... Damn!"

"Wow--"

Ye Hubert's second attack failed again, and instantly made him feel that he had been greatly insulted.

Suddenly there was a furious roar, and sharp sounds swept through the void like a gust of wind.

"not good!"

"Guardian Sword Tomb!"

Seeing Ye Hubert's sudden sharp roar, Nie Changkong's expression changed drastically.

Almost in an instant, a mysterious soldier in the shape of a sword mound has already enveloped all the people in Jianyu Mountain.

It was also at the next moment when it shrouded.

The sound of "噗噗" was as dull as a stone flying at a high speed hitting the cowhide.

"Yin Yin—"

In the sword mound, thousands of swords blared together.

It derived into waves of extreme sword whistling sounds, which swayed out, and only then did the sharp sounds be completely blocked.

"Damn!"

Nie Changkong's eyes turned suddenly at this moment, and he looked in Ye Hubert's direction, with a trace of sharp coldness in his eyes.

He had fought against Ye Hubert before, and he knew that this was an extremely terrifying indiscriminate attack of mind and soul.

If he hadn't blocked it in time, I'm afraid that just now, it would be enough to make all the dozen or so Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators he brought this time into dementia.

But now that Hubert was fighting against the mysterious emperor figure, Nie Changkong also temporarily suppressed the bad breath in his heart.