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The blood moon transformed by the black robe rose higher and higher, and within a moment, it was with the sky.
The dark demonic energy enveloped the sky, and the blood moon loomed in the demonic mist. For a moment, it was a little unclear whether this place was the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan or the boundless demonic realm of the Blood Moon Dynasty.
The dispute between the prince and the prince has been rising one after another.
"Everyone knows that nine out of ten of the disciples of the eldest prince are members of the devil's path.
After all, the clan elders of Taimiao Ancestral Hall are colluding with the devil to check and balance Lingyin Temple. Although it is secret, it is not unknown to everyone.
¡°At least the various princes and bigwigs from the aristocratic families present still know some clues.
The weak royal family, if they want not to be controlled by others, can only adopt strategies of mutual checks and balances.
But at the moment, it seems that the elders of the Taimiao Ancestral Hall have lost some control, and the people in the demonic path are not under their control.
For a time, the expressions of various princes and aristocratic family bosses changed subtly.
"Long Tenghou, what do you think is the current situation?"
Some princes asked Long Tenghou. Now that the battle for the crown prince has long been out of control, they all feel a little uneasy.
The royal family seems to have lost control of the situation.
Long Tenghou frowned slightly and said in deep thought: "Just wait and see what happens. The imperial palace is where the fate of the entire dynasty lies. The royal family has been operating here for more than 100,000 years. Even if the False God comes, they will never dare to be presumptuous."
Although he said so, Long Tenghou still felt something bad in his heart, because His Majesty Yanhuang had not shown up yet.
In the cloud palace.
The ancestor of Taimiao walked to a corner. In front of him, there was a dark shadow. Just the shadow could make people feel the overwhelming demonic power in his eyes.
The two of them talked quickly, and the expression of the ancestor of Taimiao changed several times, and finally nodded helplessly.
When the shadow disappeared, the expression of the ancestor of Taimiao returned to normal and he walked forward a little bit.
The clouds and mist gradually disappeared in front of him, and he was about to walk to the stage step by step.
Yanhuang, who had his eyes closed tightly, suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Who are you talking to?"
The ancestor of Taimiao paused and did not leave him. After a moment, his figure appeared in the eyes of many big men in the palace. He stood in the clouds and muttered: "Don't panic, everyone. Everything in Emperor Yan's ancient mausoleum is under the control of the royal family. The fight continues as usual."
"It's the ancestor!"
Seeing the ancestor appear, all the princes and bigwigs of the aristocratic families felt a little relieved.
The ancestors have said so, so there is nothing to worry about. After all, this place is an important place for the imperial palace, with the accumulation of 100,000 years of dynasty.
"It's just that the battle for the prince is more complicated and confusing, making it even harder to predict.
In the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan.
Demonic clouds cover the sky, and a blood moon looms in the sky.
Xi held the mutated Demon Emperor Sword, and showed a puzzling smile under the blood moon.
Behind him, there were the Black Lotus Saint, the Green Lotus Saint, and many demonic masters. The lineup was quite powerful.
The sudden change caught everyone off guard and frowned.
The Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince stood together, their eyes full of confusion, not knowing what this man was going to do.
What is even more puzzling is how he can hold the Yanhuang Sword in the boss's hand. There are too many strange things.
Both of them felt a little uneasy, and they vaguely realized that the contention of the crown prince had changed.
Looking up at the Blood Moon in the sky, suddenly, as if in a dream, it seems that the Blood Moon Dynasty has taken over this place.
"What kind of agreement did Big Brother and the Taimiao Ancestral Hall reach to bring such a monster to the Ancient Tomb of Emperor Yan?"
The Thirteenth Prince Wang Yi¡¯s eyes flickered and he no longer dared to act rashly.
Wang Feng said softly: "Just wait and see what happens. If he just wants to wait for Misty Immortal Palace to be born, the situation will not be so bad."
The best prediction is that this person is only interested in Immortal Palace, and the worst-case scenario is a bit unthinkable.
Sikong Shu and the Silver Dragon King looked at the blood moon above their heads with serious expressions on their faces.
The Silver Dragon King secretly sent a message: "This man's name is Xi. He is the eldest prince of the Blood Martial Dynasty, and he is also favored by the master of the Demon Temple. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely become the new Demon Emperor and take charge of the entire Demonic way, he seems to be destined to win the Misty Palace."
Sikong Shu responded calmly: "It's not that simple. The devil is entangled by many forces. He can conquer both the Black Lotus Sect and the Green Lotus Sect.He blocked it and was ruthlessly swept away by the sword wind.
Then he watched helplessly as the sword light fell and the blood dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed the entire altar indifferently.
Boom!
With the scattered holy fire, the altar was instantly destroyed.
In the core area, all eight altars were destroyed and none remained.
Xiao Chen covered his chest and kept coughing, staring at the blood moon in the sky.
The sword just flew out of the blood moon.
No one expected that a sword would fly out of the blood moon, including Xiao Chen himself.
??Looking carefully, there is a streak in the blood moon. Long Ying's background is unknown.
The dragon is hidden in the moon, coexisting with the sky.
Whoops!
Without any warning, a pair of dragon eyes suddenly opened in the high blood moon. It looks down at the world, and the boundless sky seems to be its body.
Infinite pressure suddenly appeared on the shoulders of everyone present. Looking at the blood moon in the sky, there was a deep look of fear in their eyes.
In that round, the blood moon dominated the world and wanted to swallow up the mountains, rivers and all realms with anger.
Hiss!
In the core area, there is a steady stream of dragon essence. The roots are as crystal clear as silk, constantly floating into the sky, and being swallowed by the demonic clouds.
The blood moon in the clouds seems to be more beautiful.
Like, so similar!
Xiao Chen¡¯s heart was pounding and his hands were trembling. This blood moon was so similar to the blood moon in Qinglong Ancient Land.
Xi, what¡¯s the relationship with Xiaoyun Dragon Emperor?
"You are right, he really wants to take over the Yanwu Dynasty. There is a dragon vein clone of the Blood Moon Dynasty hidden in that blood moon. It is devouring the dragon veins of the Yanwu Dynasty bit by bit. It seems that the Taimiao Ancestral Hall has completely fallen to the Demon Temple. Sorry, this game of chess is not easy to play"
Chu Chaoyun sighed softly, with a bit of helplessness in his words, as the opponent had already succeeded. The other disciples and masters had just gone through a great battle and had suffered a huge loss. No one dared to take action at this time.
If Xiao Chen hadn¡¯t taken action to kill Wang Fei, maybe the opponent wouldn¡¯t have gone so smoothly.
But Xiao Chen can¡¯t be blamed. Chu Chaoyun himself had this plan, to kill Wang Fei and let his disciples leave at the same time.
You can plan, but you can never keep up with changes.
"Should I also say that those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish?"
Xi said with a harmless smile, and waved the Demon Emperor Sword forward casually.
???????????????????? Boom!
I saw a flash of sword light, creating ripples, swaying forward like ripples in circles. It seems like a casual wave, but inadvertently, it brings about boundless momentum, like a huge wave, containing vast magical power.
"The Wrath of the Silver Dragon!"
"Slash the stars with rage!"
"Boundless Fist Light!"
"Sad Cloud Palm!"
The prince and retainers who were still alive looked at the sword patterns that were coming in circles like ripples. His face changed drastically, and while he was making killing moves everywhere, his figure retreated crazily. Some weaklings were the first to bear the brunt, their bodies were severely injured, and they spit out blood.
With a single strike of the sword, all the heroes retreated!
Looking up at the demon blood vulture that was forced to retreat, Xi smiled slightly and said: "Brother Xiao, I share this world with you!" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com