Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

How old is he?

The strength can be equal to him.

"No! The old man doesn't believe it!"

Sony burst out with monstrous killing intent.

Blood energy filled the sky, dyeing the whole world in blood red!

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There will be no problem with the plot, the author will continue to write seriously, thank you readers for your support!righteous.

200 The bear boy beheaded the fairyland, and millions of people knelt down to watch the gate of heaven open! (4/4, please subscribe!)

Rumble!

Blood energy all over the sky, wrapped in an aura of destroying the world, enveloped this world.

His blood gradually sank.

A majestic aura came covering the sky and covering the sun, vowing to crush the insignificant Ying Chang'an into powder.

"Little doll, be careful!"

Patriarch Chen Tuan, who was wrestling with other experts in the Immortal Realm, took the opportunity to shout loudly.

Sony's move was full of blood, and it was so heavy that people felt heart palpitations.

Even if you live for hundreds of years.

Ancestor Chen Tuan had never seen such a vicious move.

Those bloody smells were filled with a unique fishy smell.

Pungent, depressing.

Breathless.

"shit."

Zhang Sanfeng's brows were also twisted into a pimple.

This blood is filled with monstrous hatred.

If it is accidentally contaminated, I don't know what kind of evil consequences it will cause.

"Tch, kid's trick."

Ying Chang'an pouted, and clenched the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand.

The majestic and vast star-like aura surged out, crazily pouring down the Demon Slaying Sword.

now.

On the blade of the Demon Slayer Sword, the faint and piercing purple glow has increased dozens of times compared to before.

Dazzling and eye-catching.

"Hahaha, okay, then let the old man see what skills you have!"

Sony smiled ferociously, and once again moved his mind, mobilizing all the power in his body.

The curtain of blood falling from the sky is getting faster and faster.

Ying Chang'an was floating in mid-air. "four three three"

from afar.

It is like a red veil that stretches thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

To completely overwhelm that small figure.

"Whoo~"

Ying Chang'an stood facing the wind, floating in mid-air.

The long black hair danced wildly.

The small figure stands between the sky and the earth, majestic and decisive.

The surging sword intent was like a giant sword straddling the sky and the earth.

"Open the gate of heaven with one sword!"

Ying Chang'an swung violently.

Accompanied by the majestic and surging sword intent.

An incomparably hot purple glow shot out and shot straight above the sky.

Want to tear the world apart!

"Come!"

Sony was in high spirits.

The bloody curtain fell with a bang, colliding fiercely with Ying Chang'an's sword intent.

midair.

The terrifying aura that burst out even caused all the powerhouses in the Immortal Realm to retreat thousands of miles away.

On the battlefield hundreds of miles away.

Everyone stopped fighting, looking at the blood-colored curtain in the distance and the purple glow from the sword in astonishment.

"Dangdang!"

The sound of weapons falling was heard.

Many soldiers were already dumbfounded, and they didn't even realize that their weapons had fallen to the ground.

"Guru~"

Li Shimin swallowed and spit.

"Is that the battle between the strong in the fairyland?"

He was a little skeptical.

The gap between mortals and cultivators is like an insurmountable gap between heaven and earth.

In front of the strong in the fairyland.

They are as small as ants.

More than him.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhao Kuangyin and others all looked solemn.

Kyushu mainland.

There is a relative balance between the empire and practitioners.

And this kind of balance exists only because the vast majority of practitioners reach the highest level of heaven and man.

As for the powerhouses in the Immortal Realm.

It's all legendary.

When the legend comes to the world.

The shock is unparalleled.

"One sword opens the gate of heaven! Is it the young master!?"

Han Xin looked crazy, and yelled with forgetfulness.

He will never forget that purple glow that spans thousands of miles in this lifetime.

Battle of the East China Sea.

Winning Chang'an is to use this trick to defeat Guiguzi, who is also in the fairyland.

"One sword to open the gate of heaven? What a domineering name! Hahaha, you are indeed my son!"

On the high slope outside the battlefield, Ying Zheng's sleeves were billowing.

Facing the bitter north wind, he smiled flamboyantly.

He can't wait for the whole world to see it!

That is my son!

As an emperor through the ages, he could make Yingzheng so proud that winning Chang'an was a worthwhile life.

"..."

The fiery red Wu Meiniang was riding on a war horse, her beautiful eyes swayed, reflecting the glow.

Be sure to live well!

Yao Mei'er and Shangguan Wan'er's hearts were also raised in their throats.

Winning Chang'an is the one they love the most, and their only hope and future.

Like Wu Meiniang, they were praying silently in their hearts.

Eight. [-] "Linglong"

"Boom!"

On the battlefield, thunder and lightning flashed.

A violent hurricane hits from afar.

There was a huge gap in the world covered by the blood-colored curtain.

Even a battlefield hundreds of miles away.

Everyone can see clearly.

A crack splits the bloody veil in two.

Above the sky.

The brilliance bloomed, and through the huge gap, it fell on the ground profusely.

From a distance, it looks like a real gate of heaven!

on the battlefield.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Is this still something humans can do?"

"Pfft!"

Many people were so shocked that they couldn't help kneeling on the ground.

This behavior seems to be contagious.

Just less than a moment.

There were nearly a million people kneeling on the ground.

"Bastard! Get up for me!"

Great Yuan Emperor Kublai Khan roared angrily.

But his voice and momentum, in such a miracle, seemed so small and insignificant.

No one cared about him, or paid him any attention, or even glanced at him.

Everyone was attracted by the charm of the sword opening the gate of heaven.

"Is this the real strength of that brat?"

Emperor Kangxi was sweating profusely, and the dragon robe on his back was completely soaked.

He was a little lucky.