The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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"Click-!"

The door of the mountain hall opened, and a middle-aged man in black robe came out. He wore a gorgeous black robe painted like a silver dragon with star patterns, ancient and solemn, solemn and imposing, just like a human emperor, but more than a thousand times stronger than an emperor.

Behind him, six monks walk side by side. The six monks were dressed in gold armor, drooping old men, demon spirits, and white-faced green beards. But no matter what one, cultivation behavior is not under Venerable Peng.

"It's the ancestors of the five great immortals, the golden armor, it should be Kunlun, the first **** of Lingxiao Holy Land."

An old monk exclaimed, as for the back, twenty or thirty yuan infant monks came out. With these infant babies, there were hundreds and thousands of them, wearing silver armor, and they were as good as half-step Tianjun. Many generals who are weak in any elder sect. There are also countless Divine Armies wearing black armor and blue armor.

"Giggle--!"

There are many monks, so terrified that their teeth are shaking.

Too strong, a deity, six Yuanying mid-term teachers, dozens of Yuanying Tianjun, plus hundreds of heavenly generals. Ten such ancestors could not contend with such a huge force.

"No wonder Lingxiao Holy Land suppresses my galaxy for thousands of years, too strong, too strong. In contrast, other Tianzongs with only two or three or even a Tianjun sitting in the town are really nothing." Even some Tianjun couldn't help Shook his head.

As for the elders such as Yuehua, Huanongying, etc., their hearts sank.

On one side are three Ye Chen, three or two cats and big cats. Ye Chen and Venerable Peng are barely able to fight. On the other side are dozens of yuan babies gathered. The door of the holy land.

The gap between the two sides is too big, almost like heaven.

"On your own, and want to level my holy land?"

Elder Lingxiao Shengdi squinted, looking down at Ye Chen.

"Every true monarch, cultivated to be stronger, can be better than several masters and the first **** general? Without the **** master's shot, I can wait for a few people to form an array, I can easily slay him." Another elder Yin Yin Tested.

"Yes, I thought I killed some Yuanying in the early days, so I dared to come to Lingxiao Holy Land. How strong were the five ancestors of Fei Xian? Wasn't I killed by Zong Yizhi? For him alone, such a large force was enough to let him Dead squinting." The fourth **** will begin.

The black robe **** master and several palm masters were disdainful to speak at all.

Their existence is a deterrent. Just like Taishan smashing into the chip board, the balance was instantly tilted to the extreme. Even if Ye Chen is in the mid-Yuanying period, or even in the late Yuanying period, he has to retreat in the face of such a lineup.

"Ye Tianjun, forget it. Both you and Lingxiao Holy Land are important forces in our galaxy. It is better to bow your head to the God Lord, and then the two tribes will be converted into jade silks. Isn't it beautiful to be good for generations?"

On the side by side light group, a Tianjun spoke.

He is the emperor of the forgotten love sect, the master of Yuntianhe, and is known as the talent of love.

"That is, how strong and prosperous the Lingxiao Holy Land is, Lord Lord Lord has a broad mind and wants to not account for the little offense of Ye Tianjun. You still retreat, so as not to hurt." Another Tianjun also said.

Many Tianjun, also not optimistic about Ye Chen, even Honglian Tianjun shook his head slightly.

"Ye Tianjun, if you take your hand, you will catch, kneel under the gate of my holy shrine, and bow to my **** for mercy. My holy shrine can spare you and the Chinese, allowing you to guard the side of my holy shrine for generations, and holy land The highest-ranking slaves."

The first **** opened Kunlun, he stood high, his eyes overlooking Ye Chen, with a tone of arrogance in his tone, like a gift from a god. Let Ye Chen and the Chinese be slaves, the greatest reward.

Ye Chen was too lazy to recover, just spit out a word in his mouth:

"dead!"

His whole body swayed violently, turning into a hundred thousand feet, almost equal to the sky. The golden light shone all over the body, the nine-fold divine power added, and the immortal golden body urged to the extreme. A big foot, surrounded by the golden light, fell like a mountain, stepped violently, and stepped on the top of Lingxiao Holy Land.

At that moment, everyone in Lingxiao Holy Land changed color at the same time.

"Ye Tianjun dare to do it?"

The crowd was stunned to watch the battle. Everyone thought that Ye Chen mountaineering, just put a few harsh words, at most try one or two. At the level of him and Lingxiao Holy Land, they are all stomping their feet, and the big people who are shaking in the Milky Way have rarely struggled for life and death. The Lingxiao Holy Land has listed such a majestic and unstoppable position, Ye Chen at most served a soft, and turned away. Lingxiao Holy Land obviously couldn't easily leave him.

But no one thought that Ye Chen was actually talking about it, and he started it outright.

"Dare!"

A man wearing a golden armor, standing tall and tall, shrouded in infinity of electricity, covered with a "nine" engraved "Xiao" Holy Land God general, suddenly opened his eyes and burst into a scream.

He turned into a golden light, rising into the sky, the golden halberd in his hand, tearing the sky, and bursting into a dazzling electric light, as if one blow could smash hundreds of thousands of mountains, the power of that blow went straight to the Yuan Infant, even many Tianjun have lost their color, it can be said to be extremely strong and uncast.

"It is the ninth **** general of Lingxiao Holy Land, Luoshan."

Some people who have spoken, the nine gods of Lingxiao Holy Land, the higher the ranking, the stronger the cultivation base. Although Luoshan is only the ninth, it seems to be a little stronger than the ordinary Yuanying. It can be seen that the strength of Lingxiao Holy Land.

"boom--!"

Ye Chen's feet didn't stop, he was like an ancient god, stepped on one foot, and seemed to move ancient Taishan into the sea. How terrifying is the power of the immortal golden body? That kind of terrifying power is unmatched! Is it a **** general Luo Shan can be enemy?

"Click!"

Just after the collision, Luo Shan suddenly spit out blood, his three-foot long golden halberd was suddenly bent, and his body seemed to be under unstoppable force. He was pushed down from the void one by one, even if Luo Shan desperately roared, the terrifying Yuanying-level mana exploded, and the whole body's electric light burned brightly, like a flame, urged to the extreme, but still couldn't shake Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's feet were still firm but slowly pressed down, unhindered.

"Nine Brother, I will help you!"

A **** wearing the gold armor and the dark mist all over him, with the "eight" word cloud seal drawn on his chest, slammed with a sledgehammer, holding a giant gourd hammer and rising into the sky. Turned into a golden light, stopped at the foot of Ye Chen.

The eighth **** general, Yu Yan!

Boom--!

But how can the power of the two gods stop Ye Chen?

Even if Ye Chen does not use the slightest mana, his ninefold supernatural power is equivalent to the combined strength of nine Yuanying infants, and it is still a true Yuanying, not a pseudo-Yuanying that is incomplete in the Milky Way.

Yu Yan spit out the same blood, unable to withstand it at all, and the squeezed clicks dropped.

"Is this too strong?"

Many people frowned, and the two Yuanying Gods would join forces, even Ye Chen couldn't resist the power of one foot? The key is that Ye Chen's speed has not stopped, as if those two gods will not exist?

"I will come too!"

At the top of Lingxiao Holy Land, a golden light rose again.

"And I."

"Add me!"

"Count me in……"

The voice did not fall, and three successive rays of light rose into the sky.

One, two, three... In the end, there are seven gods who will rise to the sky. In addition to the seventh **** who died in the prison and the first **** Kunlun, the nine gods have already All shots!

And Ye Chen here is still only one foot!

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