Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

Taotao thunderclouds, mixed with firelight, hovered into the air in the hinterland of Shenzong.

How many disciples who once felt extremely honored because of being a member of the clan, are now in a daze.

They are either fear or despair.

Or...

Thinking about life.

No matter how brilliant the Ten Thousand Sword God Sect is in the history of the Crazy Dragon Empire, it is still not worth mentioning in the face of Night of the Gods.

It is conceivable that the land of the Eastern Wilderness, which is stronger than the gods, was a terrifying king force in ancient times.

"Father, look over there!"

At this moment, Ye Xinglong suddenly sensed something and quickly pointed to the distance.

Hearing this, Ye Zhiyun quickly took back his sorrow and looked away.

The faint figure loomed between the thick smoke billowing in the distance.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and a gray-brown stone wall was standing on the battlefield, as if it had resisted all the thunder.

And behind the brown stone wall, it was Huang Ming who stood!

Not only that, even Jiang Cong survived.

"Hahaha, good boy, I really live up to my sect to cultivate you with all my heart!"

Ye Zhiyun was overjoyed when he saw the first and second-ranked disciples of the Tianzi generation, all survived.

Because of Huang Ming's guardianship, Jiang Cong was proud to survive.

Facing two powerhouses in the cosmic divine realm with more than fifty stars, Lin Yi stood in the distance panting, sweat rolling on his forehead.

Up to now, he had to admit that compared with the middle-class background of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Xingchen Pavilion was really vulnerable.

If it was not for Emperor Xuanwu to sit in the town, that would have created the unworldly reputation of Xingchen Pavilion, he and the Magic Emperor alone would not be able to make Xingchen Pavilion a super power in the Xinglan Continent.

It is unceremonious to say that it is not Star Pavilion that can be hailed as super first-class by the world.

It is Emperor Xuanwu!

"His Royal Highness, I really can't hold it anymore, you can do it soon..."

Lin Yi stood there with a sword in his hand, his body trembling with the wind.

The trick just now has exhausted his spiritual power. Faced with so many powerhouses on the same level as himself, his ability to kill Lan Ling, Qing Meng, Zhong Qi, and Yan Tu is already the limit. .

Lin Yi's amazing talent seemed to make Ye Zhiyun meet Yin Lingqi of the year.

Do not!

He is more shining than Yin Lingqi!

...

In the situation, Huang Ming and Jiang Cong could completely defeat the exhausted Lin Yi.

At this moment, Ye Zhiyun suddenly waved his sleeves, and his figure instantly appeared in front of the two of them, stopping the two who wanted to rush away.

"Too elder!"

Unexpectedly, he actually went into battle in person. At this moment, countless figures flew into the sky from a distance and followed.

Witnessing the fact that there are so many powerful generations in the Divine Sword Sect with my own eyes, my eyes swept over the more than a thousand figures with extraordinary momentum, and the corners of Lin Yi's mouth gradually showed a touch of bitterness.

On the mainstay alone, even the Xingchen Pavilion and the Xinglan Temple cannot compete with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect...

"Young man, I think your swordsmanship is extraordinary, so why not come to my Divine Sword Sect?"

Ye Zhiyun suddenly spoke. What he said stunned everyone in an instant.

Drag me?

"Sorry, I just want to stay in the gods." Lin Yi took a deep breath and carried the sword on his shoulder.

Upon seeing this, Ye Zhiyun shook his fist unwillingly, and said: "Even though the night of the gods is powerful, their understanding of swords is far less than that of my God Sect of Ten Thousand Swords. If you join my sect, I can be in front of everyone. The face of you assures you that you will definitely be trained as Yin Lingqi, and your achievements in the future will never be under him!"

"Smelly old man, you are too arrogant!"

Suddenly, the ethereal voice of a woman appeared from the gourd.

When Ye Zhiyun looked up, he saw a black-robed woman who had already risen into the air among the gourd, her figure quickly enlarged.

The look of the woman is shocking, her cute purple eyes are harmless to humans and animals, but the little red flower on her head makes all the people present.

"Qing, Qing Qing Qing Luo Luo——"

Seeing the other party's face clearly, Ye Zhiyun instantly let out an extremely sharp scream, his whole body creepy, like a cat with its tail clipped, extremely funny.

For a time, the thousands of figures of the Ten Thousand Sword God Sect all retreated backwards, no matter what kind of aura they had, at the moment they saw Qing Luoluo, they all wilted.

This woman who is enough to make all the men present slump instantly, is a special existence with a fierce reputation in the entire mad dragon empire and even in the continent of Xinglan!

"Green...oh no! Your Highness Luo Luo, you, why are you here!"

Ye Zhiyun's face was pale with fright, almost incoherent.

Facing his gaze full of fear, Qing Luoluo randomly fiddled with the blue silk and purple cosmetic contact lenses that were hanging from his ears, with a slight chill flashing: "You just said that the swordsmanship of my gods is not as good as your Sect of Ten Thousand Swords? "

"This……"

After being questioned by Qing Luoluo, Ye Zhiyun's legs became weak and he didn't know how to answer.

If in the presence of the whole family, just admit it, then the name of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will be completely wiped out.

But if you don't admit the counseling, this Qing Luoluo... but not easy to provoke!

Why did she come here in person!

Ye Zhiyun was frightened, choked and did not let out a fart.

However, Lin Yi stepped back, found a stone and sat down.

His Royal Highness Luo Luo finally made a move.

She appeared, and he could also go to hide.

Ye Zhiyun's silence made the entire ruins silent.

...

Time slowly passed. Under everyone’s horrified eyes, a white wrist suddenly emerged from Qing Luoluo’s black sleeves. As her handprint moved, her palm space quickly twisted, and suddenly, An ancient sword full of cyan appeared in her hands.

The twelfth artifact on the artifact list-Dragon Sword! !

Even if the people present had never seen this artifact, which was hailed as the second divine weapon of the Dragon Clan, they would have heard of it.

Qing Luoluo held the Dragon Divine Sword firmly, and the cute purple pupil stared at Ye Zhiyun, making him cold behind.

The throat "guru" rolled, and Ye Zhiyun suddenly stepped forward boldly, wanting to make peace.

But before he could say anything, Qing Luoluo suddenly swept aside with his sword, a tragic sword aura that instantly tore the sky and the earth, cutting all the buildings in front of him in half.

The bottomless gully on the ground stretched to the end of the horizon. Such a terrifying picture made the people of God of Ten Thousand Swords scalp numb.

Lin Yi was aside, staring at the black ravine that looked like a ten thousand-foot abyss, secretly marveling in his heart, this Lord Luo Luo's current strength, I am afraid that the mentor Xuanwu the Great, can't compete with it!

Qing Luoluo raised his eyes indifferently, staring at Ye Zhiyun, and asked faintly: "Compared with my swordsmanship, how do you feel about your swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Sect?"

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