Vol 3 Chapter 2488: Great change will come

The ancient tree of Yanhuang.
Wang Hao, the emperor of the Nine Emperors, is fighting with the four emperors Wang Yun, but the situation is not optimistic.
The Yanhuang Sword of Wang Yun’s ritual is the ninth altar, and the nine is the extreme, containing a lot of dragons.
Other princes have long lost the qualification of the princely battle and can only wait and see on the old trees.
The eight emperors Wang Feng and the thirteen emperors are all unwilling to face, and the two are the most popular princes after the big prince.
Unexpectedly, after the death of the great emperor, he really climbed the top of the ancient yellow tree.
But before, the two least optimistic brothers.
Especially the four emperors Wang Yun, who has always been regarded as a fool, is a joke.
No one thought about it, he was able to pass the first round of tests.
But who knows, this fool has been attacking all the way, and now stands on the top of the old yellow trees.
With the nine emperors Wang Hao, the last battle.
Looking at the simple scene, it is all the way to suppress Wang Hao playing, occupying a great advantage.
Although Wang Hao’s killing avenue is far more delicate than the other’s Buddhism.
On the strength of martial arts alone, after a long battle in the battlefield, Wang Hao, who has rich combat experience, is not comparable to the four emperors.
Can help.
The dragon element contained in the ninth altar is too many pounds, and Wang Yun’s hands are strong and powerful, far better than Wang Hao.
It is so powerful that it does not require too many exquisite killings and martial arts, but with the sword in hand, it can suppress Wang Hao.
"Nine brothers, don't give up yet."
The ancient tree is inserted in the mist, and Wang Yun holds the Yanhuang sword. The body of the sword is full of light, and behind it is the Buddha's light, and the long sword swings.
It seems that there are Buddhas in the sky, and the Buddha’s Law is not only a slogan, but the power of a sword seems to be going to sway the mountains and rivers.
Wang Hao’s eyes are full of killings, but the whole momentum is completely annihilated by the mighty emperor of the other side.
It seems that he is trapped in the encirclement of thousands of horses, full of killing, battle. The endless killing, continuous, and exhausted, failed to break through.
"It seems that this Wang Hao is defeated, it is only a matter of time."
Xiao Suo looked far and wide, watching the battle between the ancient trees of Yan and Huang, sighed softly.
He also shook his head slightly. Although a few people stayed with Wang Hao soon, they still quite admire him.
Seeing that the prince who escorted himself all the way, it would be inevitable that he would lose to others.
Xiao Chen looks calm and his mood is not ups and downs.
Along the way, he is trying to protect the king, and he is doing his best. Now this last battle can only rely on himself, regardless of victory or defeat, only hope that he will not regret.
He can see that Wang Wei’s martial arts is far better than Wang Yun, the four emperors.
After all, defending the frontiers all the year round, killing the enemy, always charge the front, not Wang Yunneng of the gentle town of the emperor.
It is a pity that the whole momentum was completely suppressed, and the dragons contained in the Yanhuang sword were inferior to each other.
If he can wake up and the one that he once gave him, the outcome is really hard to say.
But it doesn't matter, the big prince has been killed.
No matter who is on the position of the Prince of Fire, Xiao Chen can still accept it.
At this moment, Xiao Chen is worried.
The ancient tomb of Yanhuang, the battle of the Prince, all the way to the twists and turns, the situation has developed to the present.
It is inevitable that people will not worry, Taimiao Zongyi, why protect people and others everywhere. Now, Xiao Chen has some concerns, and in the deep palace, the Jiaojiao, Su Ye and others.
"Big brother, are we still going to watch it?"
Xiaosuo looked at Xiao Chendao, and the other guests of His Royal Highness have left the ancient tomb of Yanhuang.
"Leave this first."
A few people mourned for a waiver in their hearts, and suddenly felt a majestic force from the depths of the earth, linked to the flesh and soul.
The heaven and earth power in the ancient tomb of Yanhuang forced the departure of Xiao Chen and others.
In the next moment, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and his eyes looked like a big change.
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Whizzing!
When the moment appeared in the imperial court, Xiao Chen immediately sensed that more than a dozen powerful and suffocating souls swept back and forth on himself.
Xiao Chen’s heart was secretly surprised. He had contacted the fire of the virtual and could clearly sense it.
Each of these souls contains a fire of the virtual god.
In other words, the entire Yanwu Dynasty has now come to a large number of virtual gods.
Containing the soul of the fire of the virtual god, the coming is fast, almost less than a thousandth of a second.
If the strength is weak, it will not be sensed.
Xiao Chen’s heart is in vain, these virtual gods are sensing them, and there is no wing of time and space!
Suddenly felt a chilly back, a little fortunate.
Fortunately, there is no wing of time and space in the fairy palace. If he took the wing of time and space, he appeared in the palace.
In an instant, you will suffer, at least a dozen virtual gods, no attack.
At that time, even if there is a reincarnation, I am afraid that I will not die.
However, it is hard to say that so many imaginary gods gather and want to come to the five major forces, and that the gods will be there.
If Tianmeng’s top management knows that he has the wing of time and space, he will definitely die.
In any case, it will fall into the center of the world, and life and death will be unpredictable.
Xiao Chen did not move his voice, handed the river to Xiaosuo, and walked toward Jiaojiao and Su Ye.
"His Goddess, fortunately, not to be insulted."
After seeing Jiaojiao, I respectfully said.
"Thank you for your predecessors."
Geng Jiao quickly returned to the ceremony and said softly.
Then the beauty flowed and fell to Xiao Chen, complaining: "Why do you fight so hard, you don't know how much we worry about you."
Indeed, this battle for the Prince is full of twists and turns.
On several occasions, I was on the verge of life and death, and I was thinking about it, but the onlookers were sure to be scared and worried.
"Not that you are not dead, don't worry."
Feeling the care of the devil, Xiao Chen hearted a hint of warmth, and stepped on the cheeky face.
After the Western Queen Mother, Xiao Chen understood many reasons. Don't wait until the people around him are gone, and then go back to regret.
After seeing the jealousy, many emotions suppressed in my heart have come up.
On the face of a girly girl, she suddenly flashed a blush, and pulled out the hand of Xiao Chen: "Why, how many people look at it?"
"Cough, Xiao Gongzi, this is our goddess of the Jinwu Empire... Don't be too much."
He coughed a few times and said softly.
Xiao Chen closed his hand and looked back. As a result, several eyes looked at him.
I saw a white gauze tied to the hoe, wrapped my left eye, and smiled at him, quite ridiculous.
Before the fight with the fight, you can live and die, Yan Cangming and Zhenyuan, and they are together with the hook.
There are still many hateful eyes, such as Qin Ming, who is gnashing his teeth, and Xiao Chen naturally ignores it.
At the moment, the emperor who was eliminated on the martial arts field, as well as many visitors.
They all look at the light curtain, the battle between Wang Hao and Wang Yun.
This battle is destined to have only one winner and climb the throne.
But in the morning of Xiao Chen, there is a bad hunch, whether or not there is a wing of time and space.
The accumulation of so many false gods by the Yanwu Dynasty is an ominous sign. Once there is a slight carelessness, a battle of the virtual will be launched.
By then, the consequences are unimaginable.
What made him more worried was Yan and Yan Cangming. The two men were the great emperors of the emperor, and they led the world of magic. One is the leader of the Temple of the Gods, representing the forces of the nine layers of the underworld, all with the same momentum.
Now that the great emperor is dead, they have lost their blessings, but they still dare to stay in the palace.
Let Xiao Chen have some bad feelings, Shen Shen said: "Everyone is closer to me, something is wrong."
The calm at the moment, such as the tranquility before the storm, makes Xiao Chen deeply worried.
Let Su Ye and others, are closer to him.
Once there is change, he uses the Yushen monument to put all the people in.
Su Ye and others did not suspect him, and heard the words quietly gathered around Xiao Chen, surrounded by a circle.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen remembered something and asked: "Can you see the emperor appearing?"
As long as the Emperor is still there, he can sway the Yanhuang Sword. In this Yanwu Dynasty, even if it is a virtual god, he should be jealous of him.
Su Ye frowned: "The Emperor Yan of the Emperor, since the beginning of the show, it has not appeared."
When this statement came out, Xiao Chen’s heart twitched and he felt completely uncomfortable.
Just at this time, there were talks around and there were words.
"Four princes, you have to win!"
I saw that on the light curtain, the shackles of the old yellow trees, Wang Wei, who was deeply trapped in the encirclement, was not supported by Wang Yunyi.
Blood is like a rainbow, and the splash is not endless.