Suddenly, the entire Bafang Lou suddenly disappeared, the forces of all parties returned to the ancestral gate, and Qi Qi issued orders not to provoke Ye Chen.

The same throne as the enemy ...

No one dares to think!

Not to mention that someone killed you a disciple, even if it killed you, you would not dare to say a word!

The top of the Octagon House!

Pan Lao looked at the dreadful figure of everyone, and his eyes were faintly moist: "Take your own power against the world, leave the emperor, you want someone like a slave, and the slave finally waited !!!"

Having said that, he stared at Skyrim: "Undead, maybe you are hiding somewhere secretly at the moment."

...

Zhongzhou, a very western place, a small dynasty in the secular world, a crowded street.

"Kill you an undead!"

"Who is so bad, how dare to peep at my son's woman, blind your dog's eyes, and don't look at who my son is!"

Several strong domestic slaves were punching and kicking at a martyr at the moment, cursing in their mouths.

"Oh, killed people, killed people ..."

Lao Dao shrinks to the ground, covers her head with her hands, and makes various calls, making a sound like a pig.

At this moment, the young fan who had been watching stopped and interrupted: "Well, let's learn a lesson, don't make a life!"

"Old things, you're in luck!"

The slaves then spit into the old way on the ground, and then followed the young fan to leave.

After a few people left, there was a girl with a birthmark coming from the side, and she lifted up the old road: "Master, are you happy now?"

Lao Dao laughed and laughed: "The kid was able to slay Yaochi Lord, proving that my vision is still good."

"That brotherless brother ..."

The birthmark girl said and stopped.

"Not enough!"

Lao Dao stared at the distant hips of a middle-aged woman in the distance, and wiped the saliva: "The emperor Xuanzang and Jiang Juexian will not give up, this is the kid's death."

Zhongzhou, east boundary.

The East Boundary is different from the North Boundary. If most of the forces in the North Boundary are composed of Shijiazongmen, then the East Boundary is a vast territory ruled by many dynasties and dynasties.

In the eastern border, among the hundreds of kingdoms, the Great Yin Emperor suppressed the realm as if it were a giant and led all kingdoms.

At the moment of the Great Yin Emperor's dynasty, the huge palaces, carved beams and painted buildings were magnificent, and the luck was tide. The majesty of that coldness was suffocating.

Deep in the palace, there is a giant palace, the gate of the giant palace, black armor stands, guards are strict, one by one check the people in and out, do not dare to relax.

Numerous golden light spots are floating in the giant hall. These golden light spots are the immortal imprints left by the Great Yin Emperor towards important people.

With these so-called immortal imprints, the Dayin Emperor can know in time whether these people are alive or dead.

If you look closely, you will find that at the top of the giant hall, there are more than ten golden dots with the most dazzling colors. Eight of them are the imprints left by the Emperor Yin on the eight emperors.

Several eunuchs with restrained breaths were holding lanterns, walking slowly in the temple, and checking each and every soul imprint one by one.

Suddenly, as he passed the top, a person suddenly looked up at the imprint of a spirit in front of him, and there was a crack in it.

"Click ..."

The imprint of the spirit burst into pieces.

"not good!"

The sudden scene immediately shocked everyone, and the old **** led a shocked look: "This ... this is the spirit of the Emperor Chaoyang!"

"Hurry up, report to the monarch!"

"Something happened !!!"

There was a sudden riot in the quiet and silent hall, and the leading **** rushed out in a hurry.

On a towering mountain top of the Great Yin Emperor, a figure wearing a purple gold robe was sitting cross-legged, and the space around him seemed to be overwhelmed with his nose squirming.

"boom……"

The space in front of him was suddenly distorted, and then a horrible crack appeared, and a suffocating breath followed.

"Brother Xuanzhang, my son is dead!"

Suddenly, a figure came slowly from the crack. The man's long golden hair seemed to be burning with fire, tall and burly, and his eyes seemed to be as sharp as two sky swords.

"Brother immortal, my son Chaoyang is dead."

The man in the purple gold robe who sat cross-legged stood still, his eyes lowered, and said lightly, "Including the nine weights, two sons under my knee died in this man's hand."

If there were Dayin Emperor Dynasty and Daqi Emperor Chongchen present, they would surely find that they are the emperor of the Great Yin Emperor Xuanzang and the great emperor Jiang Juxian.

"The news came from Yaochi. This man didn't even kill the five big Tianjiao, even the old guy Feng Fengyu died in his hands!"

Emperor Jiang Juxian of Emperor Qi of Qi Dynasty seems to be a high-level **** with a gloomy glance: "This son has grown too fast. You should have killed it at first, otherwise there will be no such thing as today ..."

"That kid is not easy."

Dayin Emperor Xuanzang's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint light of thunder: "On that day, he suffered from my palm's death. Only in January, he stepped into the throne ..."

"Your Emperor Xuanzang is also afraid?"

Jiang Juxian seemed to sneer, and then said: "I received the news that the boy was looking for the whereabouts of the five people on the ghost ship. You and I can't escape this matter, especially you. What are you going to do?"

"Brother Xianxian, I think it's time we can start that plan." There was a dark awn in the eyes of Emperor Xuanzang.

"Are you going to start early?"

Jiang Juxian's pupils shrunk slightly, and then Shen said, "Are you in agreement with You?"

Emperor Xuanzhang avoided talking: "But before this, the boy must be removed first, so that he will not be a stumbling block for me. The Xuegong is not here, God-given opportunity!"

"Even though it's not enough!"

Jiang Juxian's eyes flashed: "Don't forget, the old guy at Longdian in Beibei Town, and the Emperor Xiaxia, they have always looked at it, especially the old thing in Jianlu, which has repeatedly made troubles ...

"The Lord of Sword House ..."

Emperor Xuanzhang laughed: "It's just a rat crossing the street, not to mention, the heirs he cultivated dared to draw swords to the sky, and they have already been attacked by the sky ..."

"That's fine!"

Jiang Juexian groaned a little and left quietly, a faint voice came from the void: "The kid must die, don't you let me down ..."

...

With the death of Yaochi Lord.

The tens of thousands of people who came to observe the ceremony witnessed this scene with unprecedented shock in thousands of years.

Tu Tianjiao, like a pig and dog, fought against Yaochi Holy Land with his own strength, destroying many Jiuzhuan martial arts sacrifice, and finally killed and killed Yaochi Holy Lord ...

When this piece of news was spread in various ways, the whole of Zhongzhou and even the ancient and ancient world were shocked.

Looking at the whole ancient and ancient world, the powerful throne is a rare existence. Those who truly stand at the pinnacle of this world often fail to produce one person in a thousand years.

However, nowadays, the throne of the throne has fallen, how can this not let everyone shake it.

"Should I be able to slay Yaochi Lord, who is this Ye Chen? Why haven't I heard it before?"

"It is said that this man looks like a man in his twenties. Such a young emperor can hardly believe it. After all, whether it is the Dayin emperor or the Yaochi saint, they are all thousands of years old."

"It's terrifying. Since then, I am afraid that the situation in the ancient world will change ..."

Suddenly, countless people talked, and countless forces were shocked by it. This news was too shocking.

(End of this chapter)