Vol 3 Chapter 1602: Start fighting

The Shinto League, the most powerful force in Kunlun today, gathers all the heavenly patriots of the Terran Sanctuary, the corpse, the ghost, and the Protoss.
The Three Sons, the corpse of the corps, the Xie Zixuan of the ghosts, the pro-disciples of the great kings of Emperor Wu, many leaders, brilliant, each in the golden age, can be a one-off.
But the glory of these people, in the Shinto League, is covered by one person. There is no doubt that the man is the emperor.
In the golden age of prosperity, he was the first leader of the emperor, Jiu Caidi Road, nine thousand steps, among the thousands of visions, he was the strongest.
At this moment, the emergence of the Shinto League is both unexpected and reasonable.
According to the truth, the magic sword does not appear, and the Shinto League will never appear. The sudden appearance of the ice sculpture throne, so that the Shinto League has to appear in advance, does not appear, this throne will be captured by the devil.
The gift of raindrops falls, and the light is shining and dazzling.
The battleship of the Shinto League, one of the ships in the sky, flew toward the funeral dragon. On each of the warships, they are covered with light, and the sacred voices of the four sides are constantly sung, giving people a feeling of sacred and solemn.
The collection of the Protoss, the ghosts, the corpses, the elites of the Terran, and the warships that the Shinto League has dispatched this time are unmatched.
The power of many magic halls, avoiding their edge, gave up the entanglement of the original Kunlun leader. Gathered behind the main halls, the magical flames of the sky, undulating, blocking the invasion of the light.
On a hillside in the distance, I suddenly fell into two figures. If Xiao Chen is there, it is no stranger to the two.
One man and one woman, the female is the sacred demon temple Yao Yaolan, the male is the Tianwu dynasty descendant Chu Chaoyun, the two looked at the emergence of the Shinto League, thoughtful.
"Chu Chaoyun, this ice sculpture in the end, actually pushed the Shinto League ahead of time." Yao Manlan frowned.
If Chu Chaoyun thinks thoughtfully, it seems that he wants to see the ice sculpture, but the ice sculpture has no life. Except for the pervasive knife, all kinds of perceptions cannot penetrate.
After half a ring, Chu Chaoyun Shen said: "There are ten golden nines. It is really the golden emperor of the martial arts peak period. The martial art peak era is a grand era that is more magnificent than our current golden age. The king of the era is the great emperor. It is completely comparable to the current supreme, and a complete emperor has a high value."
"If you remember correctly, there was an auction in the past. Just a hand bone of the ancient Emperor took a number of tens of millions of fine stones. You think about a complete gold emperor, how high the value is. ""
Yao Manlan heard some news: "Is there such a big value?"
"Oh, there are some values, and all kinds of resources can't be constant. If the emperor is complete, there are still some rhymes, and it is impossible to realize some of them."
Chu Chaoyun paused, and then said: "When you don't talk about the emperor's body, you will talk about the throne. In ancient times, you will respect the ritual. Everything is about the first ritual. The general emperor can't travel in the throne. This person can sit. On the throne, the status is definitely not simple."
"Probably……"
Yao Manlan is curious: "What is it possible?"
"It is very likely that it is a tyrant of the dynasty, or an ancient king!" Chu Chaoyun remembered something, and the voice suddenly became a little bleak. When the emperor of Tianwu was at the beginning of the year, he was a Kowloon throne.
Yao Manlan did not notice the sorrow in the Chu Chaoyun dialect, and there was a flash of light in his eyes: "That ice sculpture..."
"Don't think about it, even if you get it, you can't solve the ice. It's solved the ice, you are not qualified to sit on the throne, it is good to give it to the cold moon."
Chu Chaoyun smiled a little, completely incomprehensible.
Yao Manlan was slightly depressed, and the person in front of him completely ignored her charm. If it is someone else, I am afraid that she has this meaning, and she will volunteer herself and make a promise, and she will help her get the ice sculpture.
"Then our plan."
"The plan does not change, wait and see," I promised that the cold moon will get the magic sword for her, and it will help him get it." Chu Chaoyun said lightly, as if everything was in his grasp.
Yao Manlan is a little angry, the other party is always so confident, as if everything is hard to beat him.
"If you can't get it?"
"Oh, there are some things in the world that are stable and stable. The authorities count out unexpected accidents. If you try your best, you won’t blame me for the cold moon." Chu Chaoyun spread his hand and smiled a little, letting Yao Manlan speak silently.
At the same time, An Junxi, Shui Lingling and others also came to a group of companions from afar.
It is Xiao Bai from the demon domain, Kong Yuan, the descendant of the Peacock King, and Yuan Zhen, the disciple of the Linghu King. The three men were servant, and they came all the way, a little tired.
"Water sister, there is something inside the Yaozu, we are late." Xiaobai said apologetically.
Shui Lingling laughed and said: "Nothing, I thought you couldn't catch up. It's just right now. The sect of the gods and the magic hall are vying for each other, just to take us away from the evil shadow sword... and the opportunity of ice sculpture."
"Ice sculpture, what ice sculpture?" Xiaobai and other people asked in confusion.
After listening to the explanation, Xiao Bai looked at the ice sculpture that was being contested by everyone. He said: "How do you feel that this ice sculpture is familiar?"
"No, this is what I got in the dead sand dunes of the wild battlefield." Situ Gang said, the ancients are familiar, it is really a ghost.
Xiao Baixiao smiled and said: "That may be an illusion."
Because of the emergence of the Shinto League, the battle for the Ice Sculpture Throne is even more intense, and the attacks of His Royal Highness are more and more fierce. Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and others, gradually lost, will be defeated at any time.
"The Son of God can do it. If you don't do it, the ice sculpture will be taken away."
Among the Scorpio, a flagship group surrounded by countless warships, several Protoss warriors, always staring at the battle around the ice sculpture.
Above the battleship, on the vast deck, the emperor sat on top of a throne. On his left and right sides, twelve watchmen stood respectfully.
There is no shortage of emperors in the present, and it seems to be much more mature than the one who just became an emperor. The gas field is strong, and there is a certain temperament between the eyebrows.
He sat quietly there, standing freely under the three holy sons, and sentenced to the arrogance of all ethnic groups, they felt a touch of pressure.
"No hurry, don't let the leaders of all the localities suffer a bit, or they will never know their own strength, they will not join me, and they will not know who is the son of gas!"
There is no shortage of wine in the emperor, and it is easy to drink slowly. There are some inexplicable charms between the hands, and there is a faint glimpse of the light.
Nowadays, the statues of the emperor are already in the major temples, standing in the position of the gods. Between the thoughts, you can feel the power of countless beliefs and turn them into an endless sea for him to use.
The Protoss Warrior, before erecting the statue and before erecting, has a different kind of difference. The strength will differ ten times, even a hundred times, a thousand times.
The three holy sons below, the imprisonment, Xie Zixuan, and other top leaders of all ethnic groups who joined the Shinto League, are deeply touched.
After the Protoss erected the statues for them, they can clearly feel the soaring strength and the soaring fighting power.
Although the is good, but I don't know, once it is cast, it can no longer be separated. Why do they feel pressure and even fear in front of the emperor, and a large part of them are related to the casting of the gods.
"Yes, Xiahou is absolutely, the situation is unscrupulous, you can take it."
The Emperor did not leave the wine glass, and immediately there was a graceful prostitute who came over and took the wine glass and left.
Like the prophet, the voice fell, Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and other places, and was shot and flew out. The Mozu Flower Devil Hall, the Star Devil Hall, the Moon Devil Hall, and the Highness of the Beast Demon Hall, each revealing a touch of joy, holding a corner of the ice sculpture, they will be carried back.
The two gods fell, the summer and the eternal, the situation was unscrupulous, the two gods Wumen and the white son of Baidi City, at the same time appeared, stopped the four devils.
At one time, there were some surprises in the parties. The Shinto League only sent two sons, and wanted to stop the four devils?