Summon the Mythical Emperor of the World

Chapter 222 The power of gods and demons, the despair of the Tubo ruler

who is it?

Anger appeared on the face of the Tubo king.

He never expected that someone would question him at this time?

The Tubo King narrowed his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw at the entrance of the main hall, I don't know when there was a woman wearing a light blue long gauze, her face shrouded in mist.

At this moment, the woman walked towards the hall step by step.

kindness?

The pupils of the Tubo king shrank.

The woman in front of her, although standing alone not far away, made the Tubo country lord feel frightened.

The world only knows that the lord of Tubo is the king of Tubo, who brought Tubo into its heyday.

But few people know that the Tubo country lord is also a strong man in the 'sea of bitterness', equivalent to the gods and demons of the Tang Empire.

Your Excellency shouldn't be my Tubo, right?

The Tubo King took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Da Tang.

Flaming Lady.

As soon as Yan Lingji's voice fell, the face of the Tubo king changed.

The gods and demons of the Tang Dynasty?

The Tubo King looked extremely ugly.

He was preparing to send troops to the Tang Dynasty just now, completely stepping on the heavenly kingdom like the Tang Dynasty under his feet, but he was found by the opponent's gods and demons...

What's the matter with your coming to Tubo?

The Tubo King gestured left and right and said.

What's the matter?

Yan Lingji looked at the Tubo king, the corners of her mouth raised, and a trace of disdain flashed:

By His Majesty's order, I will take your head and use it.

Yan Lingji said this.

The whole place fell into a dead silence.

Including the Tubo king, everyone did not expect that Yan Lingji dared to say such words.

You know, this is the Tubo country.

The Tibetan powerhouses are like clouds, and there are even sea of bitterness powerhouses.

Even if Yan Lingji is a god and demon of the Tang Empire, in other people's territory, isn't she afraid of being besieged and consumed to death?

very good!

The Tubo King's expression darkened.

If Yan Lingji said something else, the Tubo king would not mind pretending to be a snake with the other party and deliberately delaying for a while...

But at this moment, Yan Lingji will pay attention to hit him, the lord of Tubo, how can the lord of Tubo bear it?

Go!

The Tubo king squeezed these two words out between his teeth.

In an instant.

A white-haired old man quietly appeared dozens of meters away from Yanling Ji.

The white-haired old man was full of killing intent, like a messenger returning from hell, he slapped Yan Lingji with his palm.

die!

The white-haired old man looked violent.

As the patron saint of the Tibetan dynasties, the white-haired old man cultivated himself to the second level of the sea of bitterness, which is equivalent to the second level of gods and demons.

Even the Dalun Ming King, who is known as the strongest in Tubo, is not sure that he can defeat the white-haired old man.

hum! ! !

The white-haired old man's palm hit the sun fiercely, the air vibrated, and everyone above the hall only felt a sense of oppression from the heart palpitations.

However.

Yan Lingji stood still, raised her slender jade hand in a hurry, and pointed at the white-haired old man.

not good!

The white-haired old man's heart was beating wildly.

But at this time, he suddenly found that in all directions, up and down, left and right, there was a monstrous pressure.

Under this monstrous pressure, the white-haired old man was unable to advance or retreat.

The white-haired old man could only resist Yan Lingji's random finger.

laugh! ! !

The white-haired old man only felt that his whole body was being burned by the stove, and the true essence that he was proud of in his body was vulnerable to this scorching heat.

Bang!

The white-haired old man flew out suddenly, blood spurting from his mouth, and fell to the ground ruthlessly.

This kind of strength?

Who are you?

The white-haired old man got up from the ground and looked at Yan Lingji with a trace of fear.

In front of Yan Lingji, the white-haired old man found himself as if he had returned to more than a hundred years ago, when he was still a child, facing the feeling of a strong man in the sea of bitterness.

Even the white-haired old man vaguely guessed that,

Yan Lingji's finger just now was just a random finger, and it didn't use much strength at all.

The white-haired old man wondered why Yan Lingji wanted to keep him alive?

In the view of the white-haired old man, if Yanling Ji was a god and demon of the Tang Empire and came to the capital of Tubo, she would naturally kill as many as she could.

Why stay?

Is it...

The white-haired old man was nervous.

Between the lights and flints, the white-haired old man had an incredible thought in his heart.

The lord!

Come on!!!

The white-haired old man suddenly looked at the Tubo King, hissing exhausted.

However.

at this time.

A hazy blood-colored field enveloped the entire palace.

A silver-armored soldier appeared next to Yan Lingji.

The entire country has been investigated, and all the bloodlines of the royal family have been wiped out.

Bai Qi said softly, as if he was talking about a small thing that can be seen everywhere.

only.

When other people heard Bai Qi's words, their faces were pale.

You two...

The lord of Tubo settled down and looked at Yan Lingji and Bai Qi.

What Bai Qi said was to wipe out all the direct blood of the Tubo royal family, causing the Tubo king to break into a cold sweat.

Up to now, the Tubo country lord naturally realized that the reason why Yan Lingji dared to appear here must be full of confidence.

So good!

Yan Lingji nodded slightly.

Although in terms of combat power, Bai Qi is not as good as her.

But in terms of further exploration, Bai Qi is much stronger than her.

Under the shroud of the Killing God Domain, within a few thousand meters, it was like a palm-like pattern, and it was obvious.

Kill all these people.

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes turned to look at the Tubo minister in the hall.

In the end, Yan Lingji's eyes stayed on the Tubo King: Remember to take his head back.

...

Outside the capital of Tubo.

An old man in commoner walked slowly away from the capital.

Master, Master.

Why did you reject the kindness of the king?

An eleven- or twelve-year-old girl was panting behind the old man in plain clothes.

kindness?

The clothed old man scoffed.

He wants to send troops to expedition to the Tang Empire. Could this be good intentions?

I think this is pulling my Tubo country into the abyss!

If I really promised him, maybe I don't know how I died.

The old man in commoner stopped and shook his head.

As soon as the commoner's voice fell, the girl blinked her eyes and asked tentatively, Master is not optimistic about the king's expedition to the Tang Dynasty?

Why are you not optimistic?!

According to the teacher, the lord is seeking his own death!

The clothed old man frowned and said.

The young girl frowned: Then why didn't the master say it in front of the king?

Hearing the words, the old man in commoner said abruptly: The lord of the country has long been dazzled by the so-called 'great cause', and it is useless for me to say it.

Master is so afraid of the Tang Empire, is it true that my Tubo is not as good as the other party?

The girl said in a disapproving tone.

fear?

Dissatisfied?

The old man in commoner smiled and said nothing more.

His apprentice is still young and doesn't know the terror of the Tang Empire at all.

It's just that the girl doesn't know, but the old man knows it.

By now.

I only hope for the teacher that Tubo will not lose too badly.

The clothed old man sighed deeply.

Master.

The girl pouted when she heard the words.