Chapter One Thousand and Forty-Three: All Emperors Come Out

Wanlong soaring, what kind of a grand scene, the warriors in Yunhaiyu opened their mouths wide, and there was a short pause in their minds when they saw this scene that they had never seen in their lives.

The shock, the shock from the bottom of my heart, reverberates in my mind and lingers for a long time.

Whoosh whoosh!

A series of dragon-shaped laws escaped into Xiao Chen's body, and every time he escaped into one, Xiao Chen could feel that his own strength had increased a lot.

When all the ten thousand laws had escaped into his body, Xiao Chen felt an unprecedented power, he could open mountains and crack rocks with just a wave of his hand.

The power of the law is surging and never extinguished. Many ultimate moves that could only be used once or twice can be deployed at will without worrying about the power of the law being exhausted.

A hazy picture appeared in his mind. He saw a gully, a gully connecting the heaven and the earth. After crossing the other side, he could climb the avenue and knock on the door of the emperor.

The gap between heaven and earth, the gap between the Great Master and Emperor Wu mentioned by Elder Qin, I finally saw with my own eyes that the scene on the other side turned out to be so brilliant.

Once back to the peak, Emperor Zhun is within reach, and the bridge to the sky can be cast at any time.

A gleam of astonishment flashed in Gao Yangyu's eyes. Seeing Xiao Chen's attire at this time, he said in a pale voice, "You are not Wen Ziran, you are Xiao Chen, the Azure Dragon King handpicked by King Lei!"

At this moment, the mystery that plagued everyone, who Wen Ziran was, was finally revealed.

As early as when Xiao Chen used Wuque Dao of the Sword, someone had secretly speculated whether Wen Ziran was an alias, and his identity was the Azure Dragon King.

It's just that at that time, Xiao Chen only had the cultivation base of a low-rank Martial Saint, and it was difficult for anyone to connect him with the Azure Dragon King.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's cultivation has returned to the peak, and he changed into the Qingfeng robe with the badge of the Azure Dragon King, and the iconic Sea Emperor turban, who would not recognize him.

In the grand ceremony of conferring the king, he defeated all the heroes in a row, and even Fu Hongyao, who was well-known in the Zhou Tian Xing Palace, hid his face and fled.

Become famous with one trick, no one in the world does not know the Azure Dragon King, even if he is far away in the Star Sea, he has never seen his portrait, but he has heard of his name.

The descendant of the Qing Emperor who has been buried in the dust for thousands of years, the new generation of the Qinglong King, the supreme figure of the younger generation in the Kunlun Continent, Xiao Chen in white.

Mo Chen was a little dazed, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

He had already guessed that Xiao Chen's background was very big, but he never expected that his background would be so big, it was completely beyond his expectation, beyond his imagination.

Mu Qinghan of the Nine Cauldron Chamber of Commerce was dumbfounded. The Azure Dragon King, such a legendary figure, actually drove them away by himself.

"No wonder, no wonder in the City Lord's Mansion, he dared to kill someone in a fit of anger. The Azure Dragon King even dared to cut Shen Zidi Wuqian in half with a single knife. How could he pay attention to the descendants of the quasi-emperors?"

"Now the former Sea Emperor's department is looking for him all over the world, wanting him to hand over the Sea Emperor's crown. It must have been unexpected that Xiao Chen is in our small cloud sea."

"This is a good time to watch. Although Gao Yangyu is the quasi-emperor, he is only a newcomer to the quasi-emperor. Facing the peerless genius like Xiao Chen, the victory and defeat suddenly became 50-50."

"There is still a chance. After all, he is the quasi-emperor. It is also difficult for Xiao Chen to defeat Gao Yangyu."

With the restoration of strength and the exposure of their identities, all the fighters from all directions became excited, and no one expected it. The answer would be so astonishing, Wen Ziran is the Qinglong King Xiao Chen, such a legendary figure.

Gao Yangyu's face was gloomy, Yihuang shot the sun bow, it was related to him, whether he could unify the Yunhai region, even if the opponent was the Azure Dragon King, he had to fight for it.

"There is a world of difference between Emperor Zhun and Grand Master. If you have not stepped into the realm of Emperor Zhun, you will never understand the power of Emperor Zhun. Xiao Chen, hand over the divine bow. I am willing to give you all the gains from this trip to Baoshan." for you."

Its posture is tough, but the meaning in the words has already made considerable concessions.

Xiao Chen said coldly: "Emperor Zhun also has grades of three, six, five, etc. I will pay attention to Emperor Zhun who has just started building bridges and has not even reached the stage of small success?"

"Arrogance, even if you are the Azure Dragon King today, I will let you be planted here."

Meteor Fist!

Gao Yangyu snorted coldly, stopped talking, and took a step forward. The turbulent situation was turbulent, and with boundless momentum, he punched Xiao Chen.

The fist takes the momentum of falling meteors from the sky, and the whole person turns into a flame burning, and with one step, it seems to be able to blast through the barriers of the sky.

The explosive power contained in the flames made warriors thousands of meters away feel a sense of dread.

"Is this the Emperor Zhun's full blow? It's terrifying. I'm afraid I can't stop it with half a punch!"

Many people felt a trace of fear in their hearts when they saw Gao Yangyu's full-strength blow, stirring up the wind and clouds, and wanting to pierce the sky.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, Zhundi's blow was indeed terrifying, but now that the power of law had already transformed into form, every move could draw out huge power, how could he feel the slightest fear.

This punch of yours is meant to penetrate the sky, to blow through all the barriers of the sky.

I also have a punch, hate the sky is low, not enough for me to spread my wings and soar.

Xiao Chen opened his arms, faced Gao Yangyu's astonishing punch, and greeted it without hesitation. The huge shadow shone down, and Kunpeng spread its wings and soared thousands of miles, hating the sky!

The two fists collided, and the shocking energy, like a tide, rolled away in all directions.

The situation changes, the world changes color!

Xiao Chen in the air didn't take a step back, instead he knocked Gao Yangyu backwards and flew out.

The Emperor Zhun was punched and flew out. Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel proud, and said with a smile, "This is the world of difference you said? But that's it, give me another punch!"

Fist of the gods, the myth is eternal!

The golden light shrouded Xiao Chen, and an indomitable god appeared behind him. The appearance of the god was the same as Xiao Chen's, solemn and solemn, with supreme majesty.

Loud and clear hymns sounded from all directions, praising Xiao Chen's myth that Xiao Chen belonged to Xiao Chen, echoing his past legendary experience, and epic pictures appeared in all directions of the world.

Who is the myth, not the distant gods, not the ancient sages, but Xiao Chen who is close at hand, flying with thousands of dragons, eternal and immortal!

boom!

When the divine power gathered, the slightly illusory god behind Xiao Chen suddenly solidified at the moment when he punched, as if it existed in reality, following Xiao Chen's punch.

The god of heaven made a move, and the huge fist struck in a breath. Gao Yangyu condensed a great martial skill, and the gathered momentum was smashed to pieces, and he vomited blood with one punch.

He couldn't see the majesty of Emperor Zhun at all, and couldn't see the demeanor that a master Zhundi should have at all. He was beaten into a mess by a great master.

Twilight of the gods!

Xiao Chen's face was calm, without the slightest complacency, this kind of quasi-emperor would fight to death in one go, otherwise he would inevitably fall into a fierce battle when the other party recovered.

The setting sun is like blood, dusk falls, myths come to an end, dirges sound, bloody meteors cut through the sky, and the sky seems to be raining blood, and the breath of doom spreads in all directions.

Everyone felt a sense of sadness, as if a civilization was dying before their eyes.

After pondering this trick of the Twilight of the Gods several times, Xiao Chen also saw the vision of the Abandoned Heaven God Emperor's avatar falling with his own eyes, and he has already comprehended it in sevens and eighties.

Taking the scene of the end and blasting out the artistic conception of the end is the essence of this punch.

One punch after another, myths followed by doomsday, Gao Yangyu couldn't even hear the Sanskrit, and the momentum he had gathered just now was broken up again, his face was pale, and blood flowed out of his mouth non-stop.

His hands moved together, a terrifying breath flowed out, and flames flooded his body.

"I want to use the profound martial arts to fight desperately. It's strange to give you a chance. Die!"

With all his strength, Xiao Chen didn't give the opponent a chance to turn the tables. A ray of divine light escaped into his body, and the gods of the gods came down to earth, ten times the fighting power, and blasted out with one punch.

A cloud of blood rose up in the air, and Gao Yangyu was directly beaten to death by Xiao Chen's punch.

Three punches, just three punches, killed a person who stepped into Emperor Zhun alive!

The world was silent, everyone gasped, looking at the calm Xiao Chen in the air, a trace of fear flashed across his face.

Under the prestigious name, there is no falsehood, and the Qinglong King's reputation is indeed well-deserved.

Looking around, no one appeared again, the six major cultivators were dead, injured, retreated, Zhundi did not come out, no one could compete with Xiao Chen.

"Qinglong King, our eight city lords in the Cloud Sea Region, thank you for your generous gift. The so-called come and go is not indecent, each of our eight city lords also has a gift, take it!"

Just when everyone thought that Yihuang shot the sun bow, when no one could compete with Xiao Chen.

The impossible figure of Ba Dao's determination suddenly jumped out of the crowd, and the eight quasi-emperors appeared at the same time. As soon as they appeared, without any nonsense, without any hesitation, each made a killing move, attacking Xiao Chen who was in midair.

In the sky, the light is shining brightly, and the eight attacks of different colors dye the sky like a canvas, full of pleasing beauty.

But under this beautiful vision, it is accompanied by infinite murderous intent.

Everyone opened their mouths wide. There is still a way to survive. Is Yunhaiyu really going to become the burial place of the Azure Dragon King? ()