Chapter 2683 The Emperor Who Is Favored

"Buzz!"

The fluctuations in the dark, floating in the heavens and the world.

Like this huge existence, there are not a few ancient beings who were disturbed.

Just like before, when the real dragon of luck became the king of the real dragon, the avenues of the heavens opened his eyes for him, and Qin Yi stepped into the emperor's realm, which also touched the ancient existence in the heavens and myriad worlds.

These existences, or don't care, or indifferent, or disdain...

For existences at our level, no matter how strong Qin Yi is, it is nothing, so we don't need to care about it.

If it weren't for the vibration of the Dao of the Heavens, he wouldn't even be qualified to attract people's attention!

At this moment, Qin Yi, if you want to make a move, you can kill Qin Yi at will, just like ants.

I don't care about these existences, but there are still many existences who are very interested in Qin Yi.

central realm.

In a world with a vast territory and abundant aura.

There are many buildings and white jade palaces, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles.

Countless chaotic breaths fell down like waterfalls, covering the palace, and countless voices roared into the sky.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, it looks like a palace in heaven!

Among these palaces, there is one that is the largest, bluish white, and made of an unknown kind of fairy gold.

inside the hall.

Two inconceivably stalwart existences sat facing each other, using the sky full of stars and countless great worlds as a chess game to spread out the chess game.

One, wearing a Tsing Yi Taoist robe, with hair like snow, eyes filled with vast galaxy, fingers with white stones, playing chess with others.

One, with a strong figure, about the middle of the year, wearing a light yellow armor, sitting on a golden horse with a sword, with open and closed eyebrows, seems to have infinite evil spirits surging.

"Hey, a real dragon born from luck?

Having survived the calamity of the little Tianzun and stepped into the realm of the emperor, he has good aptitude. If he enters the sect of this seat, it is possible that this sect cannot be a Tianzun again. "

The Taoist in Tsing Yi suddenly changed his expression and said with a smile.

In his eyes, the stars flowed, reflecting the scene of the eastern border.

The real dragon transformed by Qin Yi is also among them!

"This son, with the blood of a real dragon, is a descendant of that old dragon and a member of the real dragon clan.

Brother, if you want to take it under your family, you may offend the real dragon family, and it is not worthwhile to be a mere little dragon. "

The middle-aged man lowered his brows and said lightly.

"Snapped!"

While speaking, the middle-aged man dropped a son, which turned into a sea of ​​endless swords, shattered all realms, and split many white sons.

In an instant.

The void collapsed, and the worlds sank.

In this chess game, the evolutionary side collapsed in an instant.

Bai Zi, lose!

"Congratulations, brother, the era of killing is one step closer, and brother is willing to bow down."

The Taoist in Tsing Yi wiped it lightly, quelling the riots of the collapse of the world, and sighed in admiration.

"It's just a fluke, I don't deserve such praise from senior brother."

The middle-aged man is as cold as before, not happy.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled and sighed softly:

"Speaking of the True Dragon Clan, this clan has long since lost its former glory.

After the dragon and phoenix struggled for hegemony, they and the Zhenhuang clan had long lost the arrogance they used to dominate the heavens, and they were no longer the same. "

The Taoist in Tsing Yi changed the subject again: "However, the old dragon is not dead after all, and the real dragon family should not be underestimated."

"The old dragon has existed since the creation of the heavens and worlds, and its antiquity is even worse than ours.

The strength is unfathomable, even this seat is not as good. "

"In all the heavens and worlds, only Zuhuang, Mozun and others can compete with him."

People at the same level are most aware of the strength of the old dragon, but few can match it.

Even the Taoist in Tsing Yi, who occupies the source of the Tao, thinks he is not as good as it.

It's not that the talent is inferior, but the degree of antiquity is inferior, and the accumulation of nature itself is not as good as that old dragon.

(end of this chapter)