Chapter 810 Yan Clan's Faith

The first is a pair of strong hoofed feet, crushing the wooden frame, followed by a body covered with hair, with a huge beak with sharp horns and eyes like a falcon, which is tens of meters high.

It looks very much like the face of an eagle, but the difference is that it has no wings or feathers, and instead has two powerful arms.

The immemorial remnant - Nizu Yaopeng.

"I didn't expect to see an adult Nizu Yaopeng in the universe and ten thousand realms. It is a good choice to subdue the suppression of Ye Xuanzong's mountain gate."

Lin Lang smiled and shook his head.

Nizu Yaopeng, a creature known as the land roc, is extremely powerful, and it is said that the blood of the ancient golden-winged roc flows in its body. Of course, Nizu Yaopeng is actually a creature born from a stone.

As for why it can be related to the Golden Winged Roc, it is not known. However, one thing is certain is that Nizu Yaopeng's bloodline is no worse than that of Titan Demon Ape, and can reach the peak of true immortality after adulthood.

Moreover, Nizu Yaopeng does not need any food or consume spirit stones on weekdays. It only needs to place the latter in a place full of spirit energy, and it will automatically transform into a stone statue during cultivation.

Because of this characteristic, big families in the fairy world usually raise a few Nizu Yaopeng as holy beasts to protect the mountain.

Although Lin Lang also wanted to catch a Nizu Yaopeng back in his heart, and this was nothing to him. But it sounds like a fairy tale to other people's ears.

"Isn't this person a bit arrogant?" The corners of the mouths of many powerful Yan Clan creatures twitched. They first shouted that they wanted to destroy the Central Dynasty, and then they brazenly said that they wanted to subdue the holy beast.

"Whether it's Ba Xia or the Holy Beast, he can drink a pot, not to mention that there are many ancestors of the royal family sleeping in the coffin. He should really experience what despair is."

Everyone opened their mouths in a hurry.

Just at this time.

The two sides on the battlefield had already been fighting hand to hand. Although Ba Xia had fallen from the Realm Realm, at least he couldn't run away with the strength of a peak celestial being.

Even in the semi-sleeping state in front of him, the power he exerted can still shake the true immortal. He punched out with a forceful and heavy punch, and Shanhe turned pale, with a strong evil spirit.

"Well done!"

Lin Lang laughed loudly, and punched Ba Xia flatly.

boom!

After a violent collision, the two were evenly divided.

Roar!

Ba Xia took a step backwards, let out a primitive low roar, and rushed forward again. Lin Lang remained expressionless, and threw punches one after another.

Every move, every move, is a physical collision without any supernatural power. Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring in Lin Lang's body, and he felt that the muscles in his whole body were moving more smoothly.

That is the desire of the flesh!

How long has he not played so happily?

Since he condensed the body of the heavenly law, no matter he faced any powerful enemy, he used the magic channel to win, not to mention the danger of his life, even if he was injured very rarely.

therefore.

The body of heaven has always lacked tempering, and it lacks the opportunity to improve to a higher level. But until now, when he met Ba Xia, this freak whose physical body was probably stronger than a true immortal.

It is also the only existence that can withstand Lin Lang's physical strength.

"The physical body is not bad. Your success gave me the idea to help you regain your sanity." Lin Lang laughed heartily, and kept hitting Ba Xia with his fists without fancy movements.

Ba Xia's hands and feet were wrapped in chains, and there was a clanging sound of metal clanging bells as he moved, but his strength was surprisingly strong, and he was as strong as the body of the Dao of Heaven without any pressure.

When he heard Lin Lang's words, a faint light suddenly flashed in his eyes, then disappeared, and his eyes became chaotic and dazed again.

...

Lin Lang naturally fought heartily in this battle, but Ba Xia was like an endless fighting machine, not feeling tired at all, let alone pain.

The terrifying physical force that shook the mountains and rivers was triggered to collide with Lin Lang. But the battlefield is not just for the two of them. The central emperor is determined to kill Lin Lang, so it is naturally impossible for the two to fight one-on-one.

because.

This is a siege.

The Nizu Yaopeng fully recovers and joins the battle!

The coffins arranged in an orderly manner on the battlefield suddenly shook, and the coffin boards collapsed one by one, and then out of the coffins came out a series of tyrannical ancestors of the royal family.

Everyone has at least peak Celestial strength.

There are more than twenty such figures. There are even three corpses of real immortals standing in it. In the myriad realms of the universe, there is still a way to seal up the dying immortals.

But the real fairy can't.

They have the cultivation base of swallowing mountains and rivers, and it is difficult to seal them in the coffin, and they cannot be sealed. Even if they spend a lot of money to temporarily seal them, their power will eventually disappear quickly with time.

This speed is far faster than Tianxian.

Therefore, the true immortal patriarchs of the three royal families are just corpses. But that is also enough to make people frightened. After the death of the real immortal, the body of the real immortal is still there, and it will not rot for thousands of years.

What's more, these three corpses of real immortals were refined by a special method of raising corpses, and possessed a strong fighting instinct.

"Anyone who offends my dynasty will be punished!"

One by one, the ancestors of the royal family rose into the sky and flew towards Lin Lang.

"Twenty or thirty royal peak angels are equivalent to two or three true immortals, Ba Xia is equivalent to one, one holy beast, plus three corpses of true immortals."

"Probably equivalent to five or six true immortals teaming up to besiege and kill."

Think here.

Many people are already feeling cold all over their bodies, he

This is also the first time we have seen the tip of the iceberg revealing the background of the Central Dynasty. However, these are enough to crush any power today.

Worthy of the name of the Central Dynasty.

Even Lin Lang himself knew in his heart that apart from using other methods, based on his current state, he might still have a chance to win when facing one or two real immortals. If he faced three or four real immortals at the same time, he might have to run road.

As for five or six.

Even if it is difficult to survive.

"This Lin Youye was able to force the Central Dynasty to its fullest potential. Even if this battle is lost, there will probably be a lot of him in the history books."

Everyone looked at each other and sighed, only staring at Lin Lang who was engulfed by countless locust-like figures in the sky, dazed.

How powerful must a person be in order to provoke the Central Dynasty to reveal all its secrets and encircle and suppress it with all its strength? This kind of treatment is even higher than that of Ba Xia back then.

Although dead, it is also a legend.

far away.

Sun Qian stood in the sky, with a hint of worry in his indifferent eyes. He is cowardly, timid, and cowardly, but it does not mean that he no longer has human emotions.

Getting along for so many days was enough for Sun Qian to have a good sense of identity with Lin Lang, and he still didn't want Lin Lang to fall because of this.

"Survive, this is not a place for you to show off your ambitions, but the fairyland." Sun Qian muttered in an imperceptibly low tone.

Although, he knew that once Lin Lang fell, he would have to face the burning wrath of the Central Dynasty. But so what, he just thinks that Lin Lang is a good person, and he doesn't want to just wither before it has time to bloom.

As for the anger of the Central Dynasty.

It's never been a problem for him to worry about. Over the years, the emperor of Baizhanxing hasn't suffered any kind of humiliation or torture. Even if he dies, he can face it calmly now.

But that figure has been overwhelmed by the various backgrounds of the Central Dynasty, and the fluctuation of resistance is getting smaller and smaller.

Gradually, reassuring smiles appeared on the faces of the central emperor and others.

...

Sky.

The war seems to have come to an end.

The battle fluctuations in the center of the battlefield became weaker and weaker, leaving only the whistling sounds of those tyrannical ancestors of the royal family, apart from that, there was no other sound.

"Do I pay too much attention to this traitor?" The Central Emperor frowned as he watched the increasingly weaker and weaker battle fluctuations in the sky.

Of course the battle was won.

But the consumption of the Central Dynasty is also not light. Those royal family ancestors who are already dying, I am afraid that half of them will fall after this battle, and the remaining half will need a lot of resources to cultivate, and maybe they can be stored in the coffin again.

Because they used to have only one breath left, the power to fight. It's over, that's when their lives end.

And even if more than half of the ancestors of the royal family were rescued, if they wanted to seal them back into the coffin, the consumption would be enough to set back the national power of the Central Dynasty for a hundred years.

How could it be less expensive to let the dying peak angels survive?

"You said it was worth it for me to use so much background to kill him." The Central Emperor turned his head to ask, and suddenly froze.

Subconsciously, he also thought that Wen Tianshi was by his side, the minister who was willing to give everything for the central dynasty, and he was the only man who could talk to him standing on a lonely height with the world power in his hands.

can now.

It has completely died in this battle.

There are indeed ministers beside the central emperor, but they are ministers of the Ministry of officials. When he heard the word "you" in the central emperor's mouth, he was frightened out of his wits.

Hastily knelt down.

He said: "Your majesty is wise." The Minister of the Ministry of Officials really didn't know what to say, especially the respectful title of the Central Emperor, which made him unable to guess what kind of attitude the emperor had.

"Could it be that the emperor is going to wipe out all the people who have seen the background of the central dynasty?"

"I think that Lin Youye is a rare evil in the history of Shenyi Star. As long as he can kill him and prove to the world that the Central Dynasty is inviolable, it will be worth enough..." Minister of the Ministry of Officials answered tentatively after considering his words.

The Central Emperor waved his hands, and against the background of his strong body and the gorgeous dragon robe, his figure was a bit bleak: "That's all, the man is gone."

After all, he was a generation of emperors, even though his heart was a little sad, he was already used to life and death, and he quickly regained his composure.

He recalled the words of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and said lightly: "The central dynasty stands up to the sky, and it is the Yan Sheng Taoism. Even if there are twists and turns, it can be favored by the Yan God, and it exists to guard the dignity of the Yan Clan forever."

As an emperor, he never considered the life and death of one person or a few people. What he wants is this country, what he wants is this community!

Never let go of this opportunity to gather people's hearts.

"God bless the Central Dynasty!"

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials was quite clever. When the Central Emperor said these words, he immediately stood up with his arms in his hands, and yelled such a sentence towards the imperial city.

"God bless the Central Dynasty."

"God bless the Central Dynasty!"

"God bless the Central Dynasty!"

Responses were numerous.

The people responded hoarsely, and the ministers of the guards all blushed, stretched their necks and shouted. This is their home, the dynasty that gave birth to him and raised him.

The Central Dynasty that countless people on Shenyi Star yearn for. Immediately afterwards, the entire imperial city was completely erupted by this voice.

This is faith.