Chapter 928 Demon Emperor, Human Emperor

  People Wang Ding, Houtian Lingbao.

  The date of forging is unknown. It looks like an eight-sided bronze tripod, on which the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and vegetation are painted. It contains all kinds of human beings, and carries the luck of the human race. It is a symbol of the status of the Great Xia Jihuang.

   Zhao Qin civil strife, Yan Wang Jiang Suxin's family dominates, the royal family has no power to resist.

  In order to support the Zhaoqin imperial family, Jihuang bestowed the Renwang Dingding to assist in the battle, but lost to Jiang Suxin's great supernatural powers to guide the common people.

   What I want to say is not that the human Wang Ding is not good, but that the driver Zuo Ziyue is not good. He is only an elder of the Holy Land, and he is not qualified to control the human king's human Wang Ding.

  Lu Bei became the second generation demon emperor, won the golden dragon of fortune in the kingdom of ten thousand demons, looked at Da Xia and Ji Huang on the basis of himself, and found that the human king tripod had flaws.

   A very serious flaw!

  In today's human race, there is no real human emperor. Jihuang and Jichang are just the emperors of the Great Xia, the nominally leading elder brothers.

   In other words, the Great Xia Holy Land only occupies the Kunlun Mountains, and the human race does not have its own lucky golden dragon.

  The same as the Houtian Lingbao that bears the fate of a country, the defective product of the Demon Emperor Bell has a power far surpassing that of the human Wang Ding.

   This made Lu Bei very puzzled, why didn't Emperor Ji unify the human race?

  First of all, one thing is certain, Emperor Ji always pays attention to the political changes in the countries of the human race. There are countless examples.

  What is Emperor Ji waiting for? He clearly has the ability to unify the entire territory of the human race and reproduce the glory of the Great Xia, that is, the human race in the past, but he has never made a move.

   The time has not come, or is Ying Long acting as a hindrance?

  There are too few clues at hand, Lu Bei can't see through Ji Huang's move and layout, he only knows that the person in front of him is like Wang Ding, far less powerful than the legend.

  There is no human emperor, so where is the human king tripod!

   The corner of Lu Bei's mouth curled up into a smirk, Jiang Suxin can repel the man Wang Ding, and he can also go to him.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

  The great demon phantom came to him with a knife, the fierce knife divided the void, and the space was shattered like a mirror.

  After the white tiger was split into two, the demonic nature and evil nature did not interfere with each other, and the aura and strength soared like an endless stream. It had already surpassed the peak of the Mahayana period in the world, and it could also meet some less powerful perfect immortals head-on.

   But this is not the limit of the white tiger.

  Lu Bei formed a knife with his palms together, with the will to slay the devil, he regarded the phantom of the big devil as nothing, his toes were empty, splashing a little bit of fire, water and wind, and he came to the big devil's ferocious head in an instant.

   With a fist, the big seal is in the air.

  With just one punch, the big demon's forehead shrouded in black mist and thick smoke was torn apart.

  The headless body danced the magic knife, and was cut by the dense golden silk thread, and it was scattered and scattered, unable to form a complete individual.

  Restraint is greater than the sky, and the devil will never stand up in front of Lu Bei.

  The big demon dispersed, revealing the figure of the white tiger holding a knife, with wild hair fluttering like ink, holding a palm-thick black straight knife, a pair of red eyes lost consciousness, and completely fell into a rampage and madness.

   The momentum is still rising.

   On the other side, the evil half of the white tiger stepped forward to help.

The master of his divine way is the North Xuanzun, and the black shadow of the God Lord is the projection of the North Xuanzun. The status of the five immortals in the fairyland is second only to the Great Heavenly Lord. Their divine power is earth-shattering, and only one projection has power beyond the limit of the world. .

   As far as this is concerned, there is still no fairyland, and there is no Northern Xuanzun in the world.

  If he really existed...

  Uh, the assumption is not true, the premise is that the fairyland is reborn.

  Lu Bei has not yet practiced the Sword of Immortal Execution, and without using the supernatural powers of the monster race, it is inevitable that he will be hard-pressed to face the black god. He can suppress him with speed and strength, but he cannot cause fatal damage.

  He is not in a hurry, because Baihu is far more impatient than him, and his demon nature and evil nature are separated, and his reason tends to collapse.

  The frenzy of the void was swept away, and the blazing and dazzling divine light stirred all directions again and again, sweeping, sweeping, and penetrating...

  Overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, the aroused earth fire, water and wind blow away like big waves, creating new worlds again and again, and then destroying these short-lived worlds one by one.

  After a long battle, the black gods dissipated on their own, and the white tiger's demonic and evil natures attracted each other like a magnet, and they reunited as one, and the aura of the realm fell back to the original level.

  Boom!

   Fist marks pierced through his chest, Baihu lowered his head and coughed up blood, his hands tightly hugged Lu Bei's arm, his eyes were red and black, half crazy, half calm.

  Lu Bei raised his left hand, clasped the white tiger's face door with five fingers, and opened the yin and yang swimming fish with both hands, severely injuring his soul.

   The killing is outstanding, the white tiger's demon side rapidly weakens, and the evil side uses self-mutilation to reduce the strength of its soul in order to maintain the balance between the two sides.

this person…

has a problem!

   Lu Bei changed his mind, and recovered 30% of the strength of 70% of the shot. He didn't kill the white tiger with a single blow, and only got a defeat evaluation.

  [You defeated Sunanke and gained 3.8 billion experience. After judging the opponent's level, the difference is greater than 20 levels, and you will be rewarded with 3.8 billion experience]

  [You defeated Su Wumeng and gained 1.2 billion experience. After judging the opponent’s level, the difference is greater than 20 levels, and you will be rewarded with 1.2 billion experience]

   What's going on, two beat evaluations, Baihu is not alone?

   Lu Bei became more suspicious, and slapped the white tiger, leaving him alone for now.

  Looking intently at Qinglong, Wang Ding, who looks like a man with eight shells, flashes in his eyes, and comes in front of him like a teleport.

  In this blow, the immortal sword intent entangles the four Taoist rhymes, and the two forces of the sun, yin and sun interact and restrain each other. The complex components are incompatible, so the moment Lu Bei punches, the terrifying energy is out of balance and explodes.

  Boom! !

  The white light is dazzling, illuminating the dark void like a star.

  The sea-boiling landslide-like shock wave followed closely behind, tearing apart the darkness, crushing pieces of fire, water, and wind on the edge.

  The rays of light dissipated, the central area of ​​the explosion was chaotic, the gray turbulence rolled endlessly, and the tidal storm could not stop for a long time.

  The golden light fled away.

  Looking at the **** fist, and then at Wang Ding, who was as steady as an old dog, Lu Bei secretly thought outrageous.

   Referee, someone is playing for you, so hurry up and blow the whistle!

  Human Wang Ding's defense is really so powerful, Jiang Suxin was smashed to death by the elders of the Holy Land, it is conceivable that it is not Qinglong who controls Ren Wang Ding.

   Emperor Ji is here.

  Golden light danced in Lu Bei's eyes, borrowing the unity of heaven and man, his aura rose steadily, copying the shock given to him by Huang Xiao, and simulating a terrifying realm beyond the level of a perfect fairy.

  If it is said that Lin Jushui and Taifu are perfect immortals who complement the defects of the Mahayana period, Huang Xiao has definitely reached another level.

  Her bloodline is perfect, she is the phoenix that is closest to the demon god, and so is Little Yellow Fish, but she neglected to practice for a while, wasted her youth, and did not fulfill all her talents.

  Being upgraded by Lu Bei under such circumstances is somewhat counterproductive. If you want to make up for it, you can only work hard in the future.

  The berserk aura rolled out, tearing apart the void, distorting the appearance of the **** in white clothes, and even the shape of the man Wang Ding was somewhat distorted.

  Outside the void, Lu Xi screamed strangely, and scrambled and scrambled to avoid the turbulent void slashing down.

  I don't know when, two lines of tears flowed down, Xiao Hei's face was full of cynicism, seeing Brother Bei killing all directions, it hurts more than his furnace being robbed.

   Seemingly an aura of invincibility rushed towards her face, Qinglong was stunned. She couldn't imagine that she didn't even know Lu Bei anymore.

  Xinyue Fox?

   Xuanwu?

   How long has it been, less than a year.

  Human Wang Ding glowed with purple light, and a hazy figure slowly appeared. He was neither tall nor strong. The refined temperament of the young man had a bit of a woman's appearance, and he had fair skin that even a woman could be ashamed of.

  Lu Bei remembered that when he first met Ji Huang, he had a good impression of this face, because there was no reason for the unprovoked affection. He also blamed Xiao Lu Bei for being dishonest, and suspected that Ji Huang was actually a girl.

  Queen or something, it’s very popular when you hear it.

   Later, it was confirmed that Emperor Ji is indeed a man with handles, a bit feminine like Hu San.

  Seeing the projection of Emperor Ji's will, Qinglong heaved a sigh of relief, but Lu Bei felt bad. He saw in Emperor Ji's eyes...

   Didn't see anything.

   Nothing is troublesome, but if there is a little appreciation, Lu Bei will just say Brother Ji.

  He took a deep breath, the golden light in his eyes danced, revealing the last hole card.

If there was a dragon chant sounding like nothing, Ji Huang's will projection was stunned for a moment, he looked at Lu Bei in great surprise, frowned for a long time, then shook his head slightly: "So that's the case, no wonder Ying Long treats you so laissez-faire... "

  The 'you' refers to the second generation demon emperor too dark.

   On the day when Tai Dark ascended the throne, Emperor Ji was very puzzled. Ying Long, who thought highly of himself but was deeply involved in calculations, ignored the nemesis in his destiny. Is this still the Ying Long he knew well?

  If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

  Ji Huang analyzed Tai An's mysterious and incomparably mysterious background, and his lightning-fast rise, and deduced that the second generation of Demon Emperors came from the Great Wilderness. Under the pressure of the Great Wilderness, Ying Long chose to ignore Tai An in various ways.

   Coupled with the years of waiting for great changes in the world, Ying Long didn't want to fail, so he endured it for the time being.

   Now it seems that Lu Bei deceived him and Ying Long at the same time.

  Ji Huang's eyes were ruthless, he was thinking, Lu Bei became the second generation demon emperor, it is really unimaginable... Is it Ying Long's handwriting, or Da Huang's choice, or, it is simply Lu Bei's own calculation.

  Ji Huang didn't say a word, and Lu Bei didn't say a word either. It was really helpless to take the initiative to take off the vest. He hasn't accumulated enough experience yet, and he doesn't have the confidence to defeat Ji Ge.

   What's more, the second-generation demon emperor's too-dark vest was not buried deep enough to hide it from the small kingdom of the human race, but not from the holy land of Daxia.

  The reason is simple. If you investigate Hu Er and Hu San, he, Lu, is an undercover agent in the Wan Yao Kingdom.

  The truth is clear at a glance, at least Lu Bei thinks so.

But in fact, few people have paid attention to this truth that is almost on the bright side. Everyone, including Emperor Ji, regards the Queen Mother of Wan Yao Kingdom as too dark and forbidden. It's just a **** of one emperor and eight kings to make use of it secretly.

   If there is anything special about it, it's probably because the fox girl is so beautiful that she fascinated Tai An.

   This is what the second generation of demon emperors looked like.

  The royal family of the human race, the royal family, and some rich and powerful people with conditions, everyone is like this.

   To say that it is fun to play, it depends on the wealth and status of these people. Compared with them, Lu Bei's filial piety seems out of place.

   "I never thought that the first meeting between Gu and the second generation demon emperor would be today."

  Ji Huang scattered all kinds of speculations, Lu Bei is the second generation demon emperor, it is a good thing, but also a bad thing.

  In general, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

   At least before Ying Long's death, he and Lu Bei had no interest conflicts. On the contrary, Lu Bei was too dark and completely stood on the opposite side of Ying Long.

   "Gu also never imagined that once upon a time, as if yesterday, Gu would be able to sit on an equal footing with Emperor Ji."

  After Lu Bei held it with one hand, he looked over Ji Huang and Ren Wang Ding, and saw Qinglong's face was pale, and he was already at a loss, so he nodded and smiled lightly.

   A slight smile is not charming, but it is very ferocious.

  You are miserable. Emperor Ji can save you in front of Lu Bei, but he will never save you in front of Yao Huang Taian. The water here is very deep, Xiaoqing, you can't handle it.

  (end of this chapter)