Versatile Mage: Rebirth of the Holy Tiger, Many Children and Many Blessings

Chapter 242 Seven Emperors

The roar of the Everest Emperor is not majestic, but it is extremely sharp.

The piercing roar hit the Holy City directly, setting off a series of explosions, completely reducing the outer city of the Holy City to ruins with only ruins left.

"Lu Ming, we are here too!"

From above the clouds, a giant dark blue dragon looked down, its two whiskers slowly drooping. The power of thunder exploded in the holy city instantly, and even the inner city protected by the angel's power exploded. Several city walls were blown up.

After the cyan dragon, a silver-white dragon also poked out its head.

Different from the giant cyan dragon, this dragon's head was white and tender, and its two lovely dragon horns were only as long as her eyes, like two small mounds on a mountain.

Silver Moon's cute big eyes looked at Lu Ming with joy. They met again after a few months.

"Ho~~! (Lu Ming, here I come.)"

The four emperors, one tiger and one leopard, came behind Lu Ming, and two giant dragons were suspended above Lu Ming's head.

Plus the two emperors Levi Ansen and Ziyue.

There are seven emperor-level creatures in Lu Ming's camp.

Among them, the old emperor has the highest realm, which is the peak of the little emperor. Lu Ming, the Everest Emperor, and Xiao Qinglong are all in the late stage of the little emperor.

Purple Moon, Levi Ansen, and Silver Moon are all in the realm of Ya-Emperor.

Such a force can break through in this world, unless it is some black forbidden area.

This most powerful sacred city in mankind seems so insignificant in front of this force.

"Yinyue, old Selong, why are you two here?"

Lu Ming remembered that he should have just called the old emperor.

Old Selong glanced at the fox pattern on Lu Ming's hand, and Lu Ming understood.

It seems that the Demon Lord He has done some tricks on Yin Yue so that he can contact Yin Yue at any time.

It seems that this sultry fox seems to be annoyed by Yin Yue on the surface, but secretly he is still very concerned about her.

"Demon Lord, thank you."

Lu Ming said to Huwen Space.

"Lu Ming, where is my grandson?"

The old emperor said excitedly that it would take hundreds of years for a descendant of the Tianhen Holy Tiger to be born.

Since they had Lu Ming, Xiao Qi and Lu Mingyou gave birth to an heir within just one year.

The old emperor had long regarded Lu Ming as his golden son-in-law.

The child Lu Ming had with another woman was naturally his grandson.

"No, there, don't worry, that little purple fox is protecting you."

Lu Ming pursed his lips in the direction of Ziyue and Ding Yumian.

"Nonsense, how can a little fox take on the important task of protecting my grandson."

The old emperor cursed and glanced at Ziyue.

But at this glance, the old emperor was almost frightened and lost his voice.

Ziyue's strength is sub-emperor, but the height of her soul is very high, because the living beings she sees are usually too low-level.

Only creatures that have reached the level of the old emperor can truly feel Ziyue's own personality.

"Where did you come from, little fox? Why is your mental power so high?"

The old emperor's tiger eyes widened.

"Then you don't have to worry about it. This time Yumian gave birth to twins for me, giving me two more grandchildren at once. You have to do your best."

Lu Ming pointed to Ding Yumian's arms.

"Don't worry, I will completely destroy this holy city today."

The old emperor glanced at the two children and suddenly became happy.

"Old Leopard, come here once in a while, have fun."

The Everest Emperor did not respond, but stared closely at Raphael, the archangel, with his eyes containing infinite fighting spirit, which already made his attitude clear.

"Six emperor-level creatures, why does Lu Ming have so many powerful helping hands?"

Uriel stared at the old emperor behind Lu Ming, his face becoming extremely gloomy.

He is the most powerful angel in the Holy City, and has reached the ultimate level of being an angel, a sixteen-winged angel.

All along, no matter what Lu Ming did, he always seemed to be in control. Only when Michael's angel soul fetus was taken away did he appear a little sullen.

But now Lu Ming's power has made him feel the pressure.

Even he, an angel with sixteen wings, couldn't underestimate the aura of that sky-marked white tiger.

As long as he delays for some time, even archangels like Raphael and Lemuel will be killed instantly by those emperors joining forces.

Once a war begins, they are bound to lose!

"Raphael, Remiel, the situation is not good."

"Only three of the seven archangels of the Holy City have returned to us. We are not at our full strength at the moment."

Uriel's meaning was obvious. He, who originally belonged to the calm faction, had already been shaken in his heart after seeing Lu Ming's true strength.

"you mean?"

Raphael was also unsure. If they reconciled, the prestige of their holy city would fall to the bottom after today.

"Reconciliation? How can we reconcile? Such heretics must be judged!"

Lemuel covered the wound on his back and shouted angrily.

"How to judge? Judging from your appearance, you were almost killed in just a few seconds."

Uriel was a little annoyed, Remiel's mind was indeed too stupid.

Uriel hesitated, but the current situation was not his decision at all.

Even if they wanted to reconcile, Lu Ming would not give them a chance.

The two sides have reached the point of fighting to the death, and Lu Ming will not be stupid enough to give his enemy time to develop.

What if the angels make a breakthrough in the future, grow twenty wings, and come to seek revenge on me?

"Since everyone is here, don't be idle. Come on, those birdmen, don't let any of them go!"

Lu Ming's eyes were stern. No matter what the character of these birdmen were, if Michael didn't express his position when he was fighting him just a moment ago, then they were Lu Ming's enemies.

"Roar!!~~!"

After several roars, Lao Selong, Tianhen Holy Tiger, and Mount Everest Snow Leopard all rushed forward.

The old emperor set his sights on Uriel, and the Everest Snow Leopard set his sights on Raphael.

The old man was very cunning. Although he did not bully the small ones and chose the group of holy shadow angels who only had single-digit angel wings, he still looked at Remiel who had four wings ripped off.

"Leave that ugly guy to me, this handsome dragon."

The old man opened his mouth, revealing his huge teeth, looking vulgar.

"Lu Ming, I think those guys are pretty good. I'll pick three of them."

Yin Yue looked at the three holy shadow mages eager to try. Those shadow mages were basically between four and six wings. They could only be regarded as stronger forbidden spell mages. However, facing Zi Yue, who was at the sub-imperial level, they could not do anything at all. No chance of winning.

"Ow~~~"

Ziyue scratched the ground impatiently with her little paws. Lu Ming had promised to find some opponents for himself.

Previously, she had been guarding Ding Yumian, but now seeing that everyone had chosen their opponents, Ziyue's eyes showed visible anxiety.

It's late, but there's no soup left.

"You can go too, it's enough for the little skylark to protect Yumian."

Lu Ming smiled and waved to Ziyue.

Three of the eleven Holy Shadow Mages were picked away by Silver Moon, while Ziyue directly launched an attack on the five Holy Shadow Mages.

The remaining three holy shadow mages naturally fell on Lu Ming's head.

"After today, the era of the Holy City will be over."

Lu Ming's eyes flashed and he looked at his opponent.