Supreme Martial Artist

"He succeeded!"

On the top of the palace tower, Zhu Li smiled happily.

The old white-browed monk folded his hands together and said, "Your Majesty..."

Zhu Li interrupted: "Master, it's time to change your mouth!"

The old white-browed monk sighed, and said, "Yes..."

Zhu Li looked at the soldiers emerging like a tide outside the palace, frowned and said, "Let's go! We have to solve the last thing!"

The palace has four gates from southeast to northwest. At this time, one after another opened, countless soldiers poured out.

Zhu Li appeared in the sky, beside the old white-browed monk.

"Go! Sweep away the remnants, and clean the empire!" Zhu Li waved his hand, and the soldiers moved towards the imperial capital.

In front of the palace, the soldiers quickly dispersed, leaving only a thousand people to protect Zhu Li.

"Do it!"

At this moment, a fierce voice suddenly sounded in the void, and a wave of spatial fluctuations spread out. Hundreds of figures appeared around them, and they surrounded Zhu Li and the old Baimei monk.

The soldiers died almost at the same time.

"Be careful!"

The old white-browed monk yelled anxiously, and his robe shook, and a wave of air rushed out, shaking off the several men in black who were stabbed with swords.

However, there are too many people in black, and all of them are masters of the Celestial Martial Realm. Although the old white-browed monk possesses the power of a false god, he is caught in a battle for a while.

Some people entangled the old monk, and more people killed Zhu Li.

Zhu Li was not able to use Wu Jiu Zhong at this time, and the danger was sudden and extremely critical.

"Your Majesty, we will help you!"

At this time, a large group of people appeared under the city wall, and hundreds of profound spirit spears were aimed at the group of people in black.

"boom!"

Hundreds of white lights lased, and dozens of people in black fell in the sky in an instant, sprinkled with blood.

"this is……"

Zhu Li looked at the strangely shaped Xuanling Gun in surprise, with surprise in his eyes.

When he saw the iron rod guest in the crowd, he understood everything and couldn't help but smile. His brother had hidden himself deeply enough, and there was such a terrifying guy who did not appear.

What surprised him was still behind.

The man in black saw that the Xuan Ling gun was so terrifying, and suddenly hundreds of people jumped on it, ready to take it down.

At this time, hundreds of profound spirit cannons appeared on the ground, roaring together, and a beam of light with thick fists shot out.

The man in black who fell in the sky was shot down like dumplings, without a lifetime.

All the people in black were shocked, looking at the huge Xuan Ling Cannon, it was like seeing an ancient fierce beast entrenched, and their faces paled in fright.

The old white-browed monk took advantage of the enemy's daze, his robe slammed, and a monstrous breath rushed out. He became invisible, bringing out afterimages, like a roaming dragon, passing by.

Huh...

Hundreds of people died on the spot.

He rushed to Zhu Li's side, grabbed Zhu Li, and stayed a thousand meters away.

The remaining people in black still want to go after Zhu Li.

"Give me to kill them fiercely!" Tie Changke seized the opportunity, and the profound spirit cannon roared together. The man in black became an obvious target, all hit by the white beam of light.

The battlefield was empty, and all the men in black were killed.

"Your Majesty is frightened, I'm late for the rescue!" Tie Changke rushed to Zhu Li with a respectful expression.

Zhu Li looked at him, then looked at the big men in Tsing Yi not far away, looked at the profound spirit artillery, his eyelids jumped, and smiled: "Mr. Iron Rod, these are all made by you?"

"Well, the young master taught us the refining technique. During this period of time, he ordered us to hurry up and make it. Fortunately, it was too late." Tie Changke nodded, without concealing a trace.

"Very well, with you, the empire will never fear anyone!" Zhu Li nodded in satisfaction.

call……

Several figures suddenly flew from the distant sky, and Qin Fei's voice came from afar: "Your Majesty, Prince Cheng has been captured!"

Zhu Li smiled and greeted everyone to the hall.

Qin Fei held the iron fort in his hand and placed it in the hall.

The old white-browed monk looked at the Iron Fort, his eyes brightened, and said: "Iron Fort, the first of the three great artifacts in the refining world!"

At this time, the Prince Cheng was inside. He suddenly calmed down. He didn't continue to attack the Iron Fort and tried to come out. He just showed a weird smile: "Quickly let the king out, or you will definitely die!"

"Wipe! You are still screaming, now you are a fish, already on the cutting board, dare to threaten us?" Qin Fei kicked and cursed.

"Huh! How can this king be trapped by this iron castle? Qin Fei, Qin Fei, you are too naive..." Cheng Prince suddenly said such a sentence, and then his aura suddenly became weird. Mysterious and powerful power burst out from him, instantly flooding the entire iron fort.

Devilish! It turned out to be devilish!

The Cheng prince actually still practices magic skills, and has a completely different aura from other cultivators, stronger, more domineering and more aggressive.

boom!

Suddenly, he rammed into the iron fortress abruptly, with a devilish energy, and at the price of paying half of his body, he rushed out of the iron fort and appeared in the palace.

I saw that his lost half of his body recovered in the blink of an eye, and his breath became stronger.

"bad!"

The old monk with white eyebrows was shocked, and hurriedly flashed around, a stick appeared in his hand, and suddenly swept towards Cheng Prince.

The stick releases the long Buddha light, the Sanskrit sound bursts, and the breath is overwhelming.

The prince Cheng coldly stretched out his hand, grabbed the stick, and the old monk changed in amazement.

"Master, you have too much work, this king will send you to the west to see the Buddha today!" He snorted coldly, and the devilish energy lingered in his palm.

The light on the stick was immediately suppressed by the magic energy, and rushed into the body of the old monk in the blink of an eye along the stick.

"Humph……"

The old monk's expression changed drastically, with a muffled sound, abandoning the stick, thumping back a hundred steps, vomiting a puff of dark blood, plopping down sitting on the ground, his complexion was sallow, and a thick magical energy entangled. "Grandmaster……"

Zhu Li rushed to the old monk.

"Damn! You tricked!" The sky spear transformed into a shape like a sharp spear that traversed the sky, and slammed into the prince.

"You are defeated! Let this king go!" Prince Cheng snorted disdainfully, raised his palms, slapped the sky spear with one palm, and plunged into the ground fiercely. A devilish energy wrapped the sky spear and made him unable to move. .

All this happened too fast, like an electric flint, it was completed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Fei looked at the devilish prince and looked at the devil owl in surprise.

Demon Owl's face was cold, and a terrifying demonic energy burst out of his body, rushing towards becoming a prince.

Prince Cheng smiled disdainfully, his body flashed, and suddenly disappeared without a trace. The demon owl's complexion changed greatly, and he was eager to retreat, but he felt his neck tighten. Prince Cheng suddenly appeared, pinched his neck, and the surging demonic energy unexpectedly changed The demon owl's breath was completely suppressed.

The creator of magic power was actually restrained.

"Qin Fei, you are too naive, today this king makes you better than death!" Prince Cheng grinned and stepped towards Qin Fei step by step.

"Damn it, how did you do it?" Qin Fei asked in amazement. With the prince's breath locked in, he couldn't dodge, so he could only watch the opponent approaching eagerly.

When Prince Cheng saw Qin Fei's shock, he felt very relieved and grabbed at it. Zhu Li was also sucked over and thrown to Qin Fei's side.

He was not in a hurry to kill the two of them, and said: "This king does not want to kill you now. This king wants you to watch. The throne that should be yours will soon belong to this king! You just watched eagerly. Do you rule the empire for such a long time!"

As he said, he walked to the dragon chair, sat down peacefully, and carefully stroked the smooth chair surface with his eyes open.

"It's been a long, long time... This king has always wanted to sit here, and this day has finally arrived! You all come here!" He muttered to himself, then waved to Qin Fei and Zhu Li, and the two devilish auras were immediately intertwined. The two of them took the initiative to fly in front of him, standing on both sides, unable to move.

"Haha, I am very satisfied to let the two emperors be my left and right guards..." Prince Cheng looked at Qin Fei with satisfaction and laughed.

Qin Fei was surprised, "What do you mean? Two emperors? Are you stupid?"

The prince Cheng shook his head and said with a smile: "There are some things you don't know yet. Do you really think that everyone can gather the Xuan Lingding? It's ridiculous, ridiculous..."

Qin Fei's heart became more and more puzzled, what does it mean to become a prince?

"It seems that the king has to tell you what is going on." Prince Cheng could hold Qin Fei with a pitying gaze, and said: "The poor prince had to hold away from the imperial capital when he was born. It is really the sadness of the royal family. ."

"This king will tell you a story! After the Great Emperor Xuanling ascended to the God Realm, he not only left behind the Xuanling Cauldron and Sky Spear, but also a trace of his own soul consciousness."

"This soul consciousness exists in a human body with royal blood, and it is passed on from generation to generation until the soul consciousness regains itself..."