Two Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Seven In This World, I Share with You Alone

【The latest chapter of Dragon King Legend】

The blood moon transformed by the black robe rose higher and higher, but within a moment, it was with the sky. .

The dark devilish energy enveloped the sky, and the blood moon was looming in the magic fog. For a moment, some people couldn't tell whether this place was the ancient tomb of the Yan Emperor or the boundless demon realm of the Blood Moon Dynasty.

The dispute for the crown prince has not been settled in one wave, and another wave has arisen.

Everyone knows that most of the first prince's servants are members of the devil's way.

After all, although the clan elders of the Taimiao ancestral hall colluded with the Demon Dao to check and balance Lingyin Temple, although it was secret, it was not unknown to everyone.

At least the various princes and bigwigs present at the scene still knew some clues.

The weak royal family can only adopt strategies of mutual checks and balances if they want not to be controlled by others.

But looking at it right now, the elders of the Taimiao Ancestral Hall seem to be a bit out of control, and the people in the demonic way are not in their grasp.

All of a sudden, there was a subtle change in the expressions of the various princes and family leaders.

"Long Tenghou, what do you think of the current situation?"

Some princes asked Long Tenghou that the prince's dispute had long been out of control, and these princes felt a little uneasy.

The royal family seems to have lost control of the situation.

Long Tenghou frowned slightly, and muttered: "Wait and watch. The imperial palace is the place where the luck of the entire dynasty is located. The royal family has been operating here for more than one hundred thousand years. Even if the false gods descend, they will never dare to act presumptuously."

Even though he said so, Long Tenghou still felt something was wrong in his heart, because His Majesty Yan Huang hadn't shown up yet.

In the cloud palace.

The ancestor of the Taimiao walked to a corner, and in front of him, there was a dark phantom, just a phantom, which could make people feel the monstrous magic power contained in his eyes.

The two chatted quickly, and among them, the ancestor of the Taimiao's expression changed several times, and finally nodded helplessly.

When the phantom disappeared, the ancestor of the Taimiao's face returned to normal, and he walked forward a little bit.

Clouds and mist are in front of me, gradually disappearing,

Seeing that he was about to walk to the stage step by step.

Yanhuang, who closed his eyes tightly, opened them suddenly, and said indifferently: "Who are you talking to?"

The Ancestor of the Taimiao paused for a moment and did not leave him. A moment later, his figure appeared in the eyes of many bigwigs in the palace, standing on the clouds, and said in a deep thought: "Everyone, don't panic, everything in the Yanhuang ancient tomb is under the control of the royal family. Fight as usual."

"It's the ancestor!"

Seeing the appearance of the ancestor, the princes of all walks of life and the big brothers of the family, feel a little relieved.

The ancestors have said so, so there is nothing to worry about. After all, this place is an important place for the palace, with the accumulation of the dynasty for 100,000 years.

It's just that the battle for the prince is more complicated and confusing, making it even more difficult to predict.

In the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan.

Demon clouds cover the sky, and a blood moon fills the sky.

Holding the mutated Demon Emperor Sword, Xi showed a puzzling smile under the blood moon.

Behind him, the Holy Son of the Black Lotus, the Holy Maiden of the Qinglian, and many sorcerers stand in a very strong lineup.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard and frowned.

The eighth prince and the thirteenth prince stood together, their eyes were full of puzzlement, they didn't know what this man was going to do.

What is even more puzzling is how he can hold the Yanhuang Sword in the boss's hand, there are too many strange things.

Both of them felt a little bit of uneasiness, and faintly sensed that this year's battle for the crown prince had changed.

Looking up at the blood moon in the sky, suddenly, as if in a dream, as if the blood moon dynasty had already occupied this place.

"Big Brother and the Taimiao Ancestral Hall, what kind of agreement did you reach to bring such a monster to the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb?"

The thirteenth prince, Wang Yi, had flickering eyes, and he no longer dared to act rashly.

Wang Feng said softly: "Wait and see what happens, if he just wants to wait for Piaomiao Xiangong to be born, the situation will not be so bad."

The best prediction is that this person is only interested in Asgard, and the worst is that it is a bit unthinkable.

Sikong Shu and Silver Dragon King looked at the blood moon above their heads with serious expressions on their faces.

The Silver Dragon King secretly said: "This man is called Xi, he is the eldest prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty, and he is also favored by the Lord of the Demon God Palace. If there is no accident, he will become the new Demon Emperor and take charge of the entire The way of the devil, he seems to be certain to win the Misty Palace."

Sikong Shu calmly responded: "It's not that simple. There are many forces entangled in the Demonic Dao. He was able to integrate both the Black Lotus Sect and the Qinglian Sect under his command. It already shows that his ambition is not small. It's so easy..."

Whoosh!

On the Demon Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen, who was nervously healing his wounds, noticed a figure floating down.

But Chu Chaoyun, who was hiding somewhere, appeared and landed beside him.

Chu Chaoyun stared at Xi below, and murmured, "It's really unexpected. I thought killing the eldest prince would remove his threat, but now I don't understand what he is going to do..."

"Don't understand? It's actually very simple. Rivers and seas are surging, boats come and go, all for profit. Putting aside those trivial details, he used my hands to kill the eldest prince. He obviously wanted to obtain the greatest benefit and replace him!"

Xiao Chen made a bold prediction that no one dared to think about, which shocked Chu Chaoyun and dared not answer.

The Yanwu Dynasty stood for more than 100,000 years, with a vast territory and profound heritage. He is a mere person, and he wants to take over the entire Yanwu Dynasty. This is a bit of a dream, and it is too exaggerated.

"Is this a bit too unbelievable?"

Chu Chaoyun paused, and said with some uncertainty.

After all, if Ruoxi is only for Piaomiao Xiangong, there is no need to reveal her identity, it is actually better for the eldest prince to block the gun in front of the stage.

"Excluding all possibilities, there is one possibility left, no matter how unbelievable it is, it is the truth. Do you know who is standing behind me besides the Tianmeng?"

"who?"

Chu Chaoyun frowned, feeling that Xiao Chen seemed to know some information that he didn't.

"Lingyin Temple! If it weren't for the help of Lingyin Temple, it would be impossible for my strength to change before the prince's battle. This game of chess is no longer as simple as the prince's fight. In today's era of martial arts, the eight superpowers are all present, and they all have plans. There is a backup."

There is another sentence that Xiao Chen did not say.

In Lingyin Temple that day, the sword god Su Hanshan and Chunxue swordsman Panhuang were both there at the same time. Is it a coincidence?

How can there be such a coincidence, the number one person in the way of swordsman and the number one person in the way of swords appeared in Lingyin Temple at the same time... This game of chess has been based on the entire era of martial arts from the very beginning.

Xiao Chen's eyes shone brightly, looking around, Sikong Shu and Silver Dragon King of Wushen Palace stood proudly, holding back their words.

Xuantian Holy Land Wen Renyu, with Zhuqin on his back, quietly stood behind Daoxuan.

Yan Cangming of the Temple of the Underworld, together with Zhenyuan, seems to be on the same front as the people in the demonic way, but if you look closely, they are a little distant...

"There is one more person."

Xiao Chen looked around, but couldn't find the person in his heart, frowned, and said softly.

"Another person?"

Chu Chaoyun was slightly puzzled, not knowing who Xiao Chen was talking about.

Xiao Chen didn't answer either, and looked around, but still couldn't find that person. He didn't know where he was hiding.

But Xiao Chen knew that he must be there, must be in the Yanhuang ancient tomb.

Otherwise, he wouldn't ask him for no reason that day, will you kill me?

The blood moon is in the sky, bright as fire.

Wearing a dragon robe, Xi grasped the Demon Emperor's Sword tightly, feeling that the sword in her hand had completely transformed into the Demon Emperor's Sword, and opened her eyes.

The left and right eyes are completely different, adding an evil spirit to them.

Wow!

The slightly domineering words were spoken calmly in Xi's mouth, which made people feel a little shuddering.

With a light swipe of the Demon Emperor Sword in his hand, the altar beside him was split into two.

In the core area, there was only one altar left, and only Wang Yan was still nervously refining the Yanhuang Sword, hoping to perfectly integrate his avenue with the imperial dragon vein.

"The battle for the crown prince should be over."

Xi's eyes swept away and landed on Wang Yan who was in the raging holy fire, a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth.

His unfathomable aura is even more elusive and unpredictable than the fear that the eldest prince Wang Fei brought to everyone.

"not good!"

On the back of the Demon Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen's expression changed, guessing what Xi was going to do.

He wanted to fight again, but just when he got up, he spit out a mouthful of blood. His current condition is really not suitable for making a move.

A flash of sword light landed on the altar where Wang Yan was sitting, from a place no one could have imagined, with the might of a dynasty.

It is also the power of the dynasty, but what this sword contains is the power of the Blood Moon Dynasty.

Jianmang turned into a blood dragon derived from the background of the dynasty, Xiao Suo and others on the altar were swept away by Jianfeng before they had time to react.

"No!"

The imperial prestige contained in the sword wind was too strong, they couldn't resist them who had been severely injured, and were ruthlessly swept away by the sword wind.

Then, watching helplessly, the sword light fell, and the blood dragon opened its huge mouth, swallowing the entire altar indifferently.

boom!

Accompanied by the scattered holy fire, the altar was instantly destroyed.

In the core area, all eight altars were destroyed, and none survived.

Xiao Chen clutched his chest, kept coughing, and stared at the blood moon in the sky.

The sword just now flew out from the blood moon.

No one expected that a sword would fly out of the blood moon, including Xiao Chen himself.

Looking carefully, there is a streak in the blood moon. Long Ying has no idea how deep his background is.

The hidden dragon in the moon is with the sky.

call out!

Without any warning, in the high blood moon, a pair of dragon eyes suddenly opened. It looks down on the common people, and the boundless sky seems to be its body.

Boundless pressure suddenly appeared on the shoulders of everyone in the field. Looking at the blood moon in the sky, there was a deep look of horror in their eyes.

In that round, the ruler of the world will swallow the blood moon of mountains, rivers and myriad worlds with anger.

Hiss!

In the core area, there are strands of dragon yuan, which flow continuously. The roots are crystal clear like silk, continuously floating towards the sky, and being swallowed by the magic cloud.

The blood moon in the clouds seems to be more beautiful.

Like, so much like!

Xiao Chen's heart was pounding, his hands were trembling, this blood moon was so similar to the one in Qinglong ancient land.

Xi, what is the relationship with Dragon Emperor Xiaoyun?

"You're right, he really wants to take over the Yanwu Dynasty. In that blood moon, there is a dragon vein avatar hidden in the Blood Moon Dynasty. It is devouring the Yanwu Dynasty dragon veins bit by bit. It seems that the Taimiao Ancestral Hall has completely fallen to the Devil Temple Well, this game of chess is not easy to play..."

Chu Chaoyun sighed softly, with some helplessness in his words, the other party's momentum has been achieved. The other disciples and masters had just gone through a great battle and had consumed a lot, so no one dared to make a move at this time.

Without Xiao Chen, the attack to kill Wang Fei might not be so smooth.

But Xiao Chen can't be blamed, Chu Chaoyun himself had this plan to kill Wang Fei and let his disciples leave at the same time.

Can plan, never keep up with changes.

"Do I also want to say something, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish?"

Xi said with a harmless smile, and waved the Demon Emperor Sword forward casually.

Rumble!

There was a flash of sword light, and ripples were born, swaying forward like ripples. It seems that with a wave of hand, inadvertently, it brings about boundless momentum, like a big wave, containing vast magic power.

"The Wrath of the Silver Dragon!"

"Slashing the stars in anger!"

"Hantian fist light!"

"Sorrowful Cloud Palm!"

The prince and disciples who were still alive looked at the sword patterns swaying like ripples. His complexion changed drastically, and at the same time as the killer moves everywhere, the figure retreated wildly, and the weak were the first to bear the brunt, their bodies were severely injured, and blood was vomited wildly.

With a single strike of the sword, all the heroes will retreat!

Looking up at the blood vulture who was forced to retreat, Xi smiled slightly and said, "Brother Xiao, I share this world with you alone!"