Unparalleled Emperor

Readx (); two words, crossing the years, like Huang Luzhong, rumbling, smashing the soul!

Dao Ling’s blood was boiling, and he tried to open the avenue of the road. He wanted to see what kind of form it was. He also wanted to realize the funeral day!

Tianfeng's strongest secret technique, the burial of the heavens, the eternal world, the integration of the three thousand volumes, the burial of the seal, is known as the most powerful mystery of the universe!

The horror of the Cosmos Mountain is the horror of the universe, the great emperor, the infinite emperor, all enter the cosmic mountain cultivation, and there are dozens of great emperors cultivated there, and it is known as the strongest secret technique, what a fascinating world!

But Dao Ling’s eyes seemed to be paralyzed, and it was covered in darkness. Everything was blurred, his ears could not hear anything, and the ear drums seemed to be shocked!

He felt suffocated and wanted to explode. The long river seemed to collapse. The 3,000-year-old world was standing in the middle of the years, and the power of catastrophe broke out.

The universe seems to be shaking, this kind of energy seems to bury, interrupt, and collapse the universe.

Dao Ling seems to faintly hear the ancient rituals, and hears the ghosts crying and screaming, and hears a series of sad songs. It seems that the burial of the celestial music is ringing, and the universe must be buried and sealed.

Some people say that the magical power of the evolution of the three thousand secret volumes is the burial of the heavens, and some people say that it is the seal of the heavens!

What Dao Ling saw was darkness. At the end of the twilight, the mournful scorpion collapsed, and the infinite chaos brought the great emperor to drink hate and bloody.

"Booming!"

The ears of Dao Ling are all bleeding, and nothing can be heard. He faintly saw the nine-colored coffin blood stained, and the nine-color treasure liquid flowed out, sprinkled in the years, crushed the time and space!

"what!"

Dao Ling shouted, he was scraped away, the war was too horrible, can not imagine how powerful it is, even the day was buried, the nine-color coffin seems to be hit in the dark restricted area, to be suppressed by eternal!

"Roar!"

There was a buzzing sound in the nine-color scorpio, as if the emperor was angry, everything was shaking, and the river would be diverted for him.

The universe is shaking, the horror of the emperor is terrible, the entire emperor's burial ground will collapse, and countless emperors must stand up and beheaded him!

I don't know if this is a mystery or something. What Dao Ling saw at the last glance is that the sky is cracked, nothing happens, and the heavens are buried. Only the nine-colored Scorpio, who is blood-stained, is still struggling. To break through!

"bump!"

The Taoling fell on the ground, picking up the dust of the sky, and the tomb was beaten out by the fighting, and was almost killed on the road.

"Hey, what's the situation? Isn't this a Taoist? Who was he just hit?"

"I don't know. It is rumored that both Dao Ling and Scorpio have been beaten up. The rumor is too strong. This day, the scorpion is the first person in the heavenly world."

"I don't know what happened, how can this happening in the emperor's burial place?"

The Dao Ling was very different. He climbed up and saw that there were many monks around him. They were gathered together and they were all talking and pointed at the Tao.

"What happened, did I leave the taboo door?" Dao Ling's face was so heavy that he didn't know how the battle is now, and whether the great emperor could stop the nine-color coffin.

After all, the great emperor is just a phantom, and will not persist for too long. Every time his shot will cost him a great loss, it is vital that the polar map is disturbed by the stars, and the great emperor is equal to no. The reinforcements.

"Your ancestors are terrible, but the mark left behind can't last too long. The existence of the nine-color scorpio seal must be very old. Although your appearance makes his plan incomplete, it should be born!"

Although Dao Ling has stolen the creation, but the power of the nine-colored Scorpio is self-evident, the imprint of the Emperor of the Great Emperor is afraid that there is no full-fledged power of his deity, and there is no weapon at all, and the polar clock is also a virtual shadow.

Dao Ling frowned. If the nine-color scorpio is really born, the polar map is estimated to be smashed. When the situation is very dangerous, the burial place does not know how it will end.

“How did you get here?” Dao Ling walked over and asked the monks.

These monks quickly saw the ceremony, and some people daringly said: "Like you...."

“Like me?” Dao Ling frowned: “Speak clearly, how did you come here?”

The people around him were very surprised. A young woman said, "We are not very clear. At that time, we were searching for the emperor's temper. As a result, a sinister wind blew, and we were sucked!"

"Is it sucked?"

The monks are very different, and some even say: "It’s strange to say that through a terrible restricted area, it seems to be a broken universe..."

"not good!"

The face of Dao Ling is furious, and he recognizes the surrounding directions. It can be confirmed that the door is very close to the taboo.

"Insufficient energy, in the emperor's emperor who took the whole curtain, want to cross it and completely break it!"

"So, if he is not energetic enough, he may not be able to be born, and he can seal it again for a while!"

Dao Ling associates here, he rushed to the taboo door, hoping to block the return of the emperor.

"Go, look at the past."

There are also thousands of monks here, and they all followed the past, but when they came to the destination, they all shuddered, because the ghost gates of the vast expanse of the gods opened, and there were countless royal emperors in this ghost gate!

There are too many emperors in the emperor, and the number is countless. It is surging towards a vague taboo.

"God, what is this?"

The people around him were almost scared. Some people yelled and their eyes were red. They were sprinting, so many emperors were arrogant. Although they got hundreds of rumors, they were not allowed to make a living.

However, they were out of order, and a dozen people have not yet sneaked in, and they have been smashed by the **** swordsman and torn!

The icy murderous sweeps across the audience, hundreds of shadows stand on the edge of the space-time tunnel, like a guardian, holding a blood-stained sword, the scorpion is extremely cold.

Their air engines are very powerful, savage and savage, looming in the void, proficient in killing big tricks.

"It's the people in the dragon hunting, what are they doing?"

The people around are venting ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The name of the Dragon Hunter in the nine days is too big, specifically killing the Wizards, the generation of the Supreme has a declining record.

Hundreds of blood-stained killers, indifferent, their gas is very strong, no one is weak.

"Roll!"

The Dao Ling came across and shook his head. His air was powerful and his limbs were stretching. He was like a **** who was full of madness!

The fluctuations in his body caused the hundreds of killers to tremble, holding the sword to sizzle, and the swordsmanship was recovering!

"kill!"

These killers sighed, like the ghosts that climbed out of the area. This kind of murder was cold and unparalleled. The swordsman looked like Kyushu and wanted to kill all over the sky.

"Hunting Dragon!"

Dao Ling angered, the beam in the pupil was stunned, he was recovering, carrying the storm of the sky, the first dozen killers trembled, and was ruined by the eternal fist of the Taoling in the void!