Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

"Meet Your Majesty!"

After hearing the voice, Lu Yu waved his hand and said.

"Be flat!"

Then, Tu Xingsun obediently stood behind him.

And Lu Yu's eyes were looking forward.

In the battle a few days ago, the elites of Lingyuan Peak were all killed.

Only Baihuang and Lingyuan Patriarch survived.

At this time, the ancestor Lingyuan was standing outside the entrance of the cave.

He was followed by the White Emperor and some remaining disciples.

Looking at Lu Yu at this time, there was a hint of exclamation in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the other party could go so far.

The strength of the human race exceeded his expectations.

This Human Sovereign has too many hole cards, to the point of being horrifying.

Then, he said slowly.

"I don't know that the Emperor is here, but what's the matter?"

In the voice, there is the meaning of questioning.

He knew that Lu Yu's visit this time must be for Xingshi's questioning.

The other ancestors have all fallen, and only myself is left.

The outcome is predictable.

And just when his voice just fell.

Before Lu Yu could speak.

Someone else made a sound.

It was Patriarch Yinfeng, he was dressed in a black robe, and he looked very thin, with black hair flying all over his head.

It's just that the golden hoop on his head makes him look a bit nondescript.

Gazing at Lingyuan Patriarch Dao.

"Lingyuan, don't ask questions knowingly! The land of Kyushu will be His Majesty's territory from now on. What do you say you are here this time.

Still kneeling and surrendering.

Otherwise, today will definitely let you experience my Yinfeng Palm! "

When the sound sounded, a black wind swept around the body.

It's not a hurricane, but it's like a blade.

It is more powerful than the attack power of a hurricane.

It can tear apart the space, which is extremely terrifying.

At this time, the ancestor of Lingyuan slowly glanced at Lu Yu.

Looking at the other ancestors around.

He didn't say anything, and just fell to his knees on the ground.

said respectfully.

"Lingyuan Peak, I am willing to rely on Your Majesty from now on!"

"boom!"

When the voice sounded, Lu Yu threw a golden hoop on the ground expressionlessly.

"Put it on!"

The ancestor of Lingyuan shrank his pupils.

He knew the consequences of wearing the golden hoop, but at this moment, he had to wear it.

Slowly picked up the gold hoop and put it on his head.

The next moment, he felt that the golden hoop was integrated with his own flesh and blood, even if he wanted to remove it, he couldn't do it.

He knew in his heart that from now on, he could only be loyal to His Majesty.

Not daring to hesitate, he stared at the disciple behind him.

"Quickly kneel down and pay homage to Your Majesty!"

His voice sounded, revealing a trace of solemnity.

The other disciples all fell to their knees on the ground at this moment, not daring to hesitate at all.

However, Baihuang was standing on the spot, not intending to move at all.

After a while, he stared at Lu Yudao.

"You are the emperor of this generation. You have done a good job and are more competent than me. I admire you in my heart, but I will not kneel down to you.

Because he used to be an emperor! "

When the sound sounded, the sharp sword in his hand was drawn out.

directly across his neck.

"laugh!"

When the sword glow swept across.

The blood soared.

The White Emperor actually committed suicide.

He fell flat on the ground.