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All the forces in Middle-earth are greedy. The Seven Eastern Dragon Sects have spent a lot of money and brought enough vitality water to compete for the emperor's blood, but they have no choice. Although the holy weapons are powerful, they are difficult to connect together. Because this is a different truth, unless there is a most holy instrument to guide the truth.
But the Confucian holy weapon cannot be summoned so easily. Now I can only stare at it, seeing the emperor's blood begin to shrink under the suppression of the four imperial weapons. Even the shrewd Taoist priests are somewhat doubtful of Qin Hao's speculation, but At this moment, in the center of the imperial weapon, an earth-shaking will suddenly burst out.
This will surged through the world, subverting everything. Everyone's Taoist hearts seemed to be turned upside down by this terrifying will. The Seventh Leader of Donglong spit out a mouthful of blood almost at the same time, and all four imperial weapons were shaken away. The Qi in that drop of blood burst out again, and the terrifying pressure swept through everything. Even the power of the tide was shattered by the emperor's blood, and the storm stopped.
People from all the forces in Middle-earth sacrificed their holy weapons to protect themselves with the royal weapons. Some old antiques that were not protected in time were shattered into powder in an instant. Even the gods could not avoid it. It was difficult to survive. All the forces were Suffering a catastrophic disaster, they were all unable to resist under the power of the Emperor's blood.
"Fantian's will, this is the will of the most powerful emperor, Fantian Emperor!" Some leaders finally understood.
"The most powerful emperor, the most mysterious emperor, came in vain, but in vain!" Tianxuan Cult Leader said to himself, and the blood on the corner of his mouth told everyone that he had just been seriously injured.
The seven leaders of Donglong thought they could suppress it, but they didn't expect that this was the blood of Emperor Fantian and did not belong to any of the seven sects of Donglong. They all miscalculated. The name Fantian came from his earth-shaking temperament. The road to rise is paved with the blood of various forces. When the world changes, who can compete with it?
In particular, Fan Tian's will cannot be suppressed. The more suppressed it will be, the stronger its power will be. This is where they made the biggest mistake. The four imperial weapons cannot suppress the blood of Fan Tian. The good thing is that there is only the purest will in this drop of blood, and there is no independent will. Otherwise, they would all perish here today.
"Emperor Fantian! Okay, if I can get the blood of Emperor Fantian, I can understand the terrifying power of Fantian!" In the distance, Su Muzhe's eyes were burning, as if he was hiding his methods.
Everyone knows that the Heaven-turning Emperor's will is created by himself, rather than intercepting any general trend in the world. What he understands is that his will is to turn the world upside down. That's why there is "Who can compete with the Heaven-turning Emperor?" Destroy the heavens, and I will be the only one to rule the roost."
"In the legend, the most terrifying explosion of power by Emperor Fantian was when he proclaimed himself emperor. The Fantian Seal simultaneously overcame tribulations and became an imperial weapon. The overwhelming power made this most powerful emperor hold the Fantian Seal and mark it with the ninth level. Outside the sky, his way is even beyond that of ordinary people, fighting with people, fighting with the earth, fighting with the sky, the Nine Heavens Thunder Pool was smashed by this most powerful emperor with a series of heavenly seals, which shows his fierce power!" The shrewd Taoist priest sighed with emotion! road. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com