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"Brother Xiao, I share this world with you!"
Under the blood moon, Xi smiled slightly, looked up at Xiao Chen on the demon blood vulture and said.
As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar.
what happened?
Why did Xi suddenly say such a thing? Maybe Xiao Chen and Xi Xi were old acquaintances.
Thinking about it carefully, if Xiao Chen hadn¡¯t killed the eldest prince Wang Fei with a strange sword move, Xi would never have been as powerful as he is now.
On the back of the demon blood vulture, Chu Chaoyun glanced at Xiao Chen suspiciously, thinking a little.
Xiao Chen said calmly: "Don't think too much. Yanhuang Ancient Tomb is the first time I have seen this person. However, he should indeed be somewhat related to Xiaoyun Dragon Emperor."
"The other identity of Dragon Emperor Xiaoyun at that time was the master of the Demon Temple. Maybe he was also a descendant of the Azure Dragon but his bloodline was already very thin."
Chu Chaoyun expressed some of his speculations and thought of other possibilities, which might explain what he just said.
"Blue dragon bloodline? Impossible. Apart from me, there is no other blue dragon bloodline in this world. Although the green dragon totem in the Kunlun world is standing, there are only green dragon martial souls, which are still a little far away from the bloodline."
Xiao Chen thoughtfully said, "There are only two possibilities for what he just said. One is to put the blame on me. After all, Wang Fei died in my hands. The second possibility, maybe in his eyes, I am a vital chess piece. Without me, he cannot create an era. Or, it may be both"
"Stop talking nonsense, you guy, what do you want to do!"
The two of them were on the back of the Demonic Blood Vulture, and while they were discussing, an angry shout came from below.
But it was the eighth prince Wang Feng. He was a little fed up with this magic master who appeared out of nowhere. The dispute for the crown prince, which had been going well, was turned into a mess, leaving him no chance at all.
The most important thing is that this is the ancient mausoleum of Emperor Yan. He can't stand an outsider dictating here and being the only one who dominates.
When Wang Fei gained power, he didn't feel so uncomfortable. After all, he was of royal blood.
But who is this guy in front of me?
"What exactly do you want to do?"
The other princes present were undoubtedly in a similar mood to Wang Feng and could not understand what Xi was trying to do.
"I have already said that the prince's battle is over. You princes have already performed very well. No matter where you go, the Taimiao Ancestral Hall will give you rewards based on your merits."
Xi had a smile on her lips, but she was not angry at all when facing these princes with murderous intentions and cold faces.
"Is it over when you say it's over?"
"Yes, it's over when I say it's over."
As soon as the words fell, the smile on Xi's face suddenly disappeared and became cold.
The scattered eyes suddenly condensed and fell on the eighth prince Wang Fei.
With their four eyes facing each other, a strange bloody cross mark appeared deep in the pupil of the mysterious left eye. Below the cross mark, there was a vast sea of ??demons, and terrifying demons seemed to be sleeping in the water.
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boom! boom! boom!
Boundless fear filled the heart of the eighth prince, and the fear hidden deep in his heart was infinitely magnified.
My heart started beating faster and faster, as if it was about to burst out of my chest.
Wang Feng covered his chest, unable to say a word, and his face turned pale.
Then with a plop, it took off, and after landing, it bounced heavily on the ground several times like a ball.
Every time it was played, a large mouthful of semen and blood was vomited out, which was too horrible to watch.
"Your Highness."
Daoxuan and other disciples were shocked and hurried after him.
Only Wen Renyu, Mu Yunzhu and Gu Yuhan had solemn expressions and kept transmitting messages secretly.
"Do you see the flaw?"
"Nohe only took one look and immediately closed the magic eye. I vaguely felt a vague mark. Before I could take a closer look, I felt boundless fear and didn't dare to sigh anymore."
"I'm about the same. This person's magic eye is too terrifying. He has such terrifying abilities even if he doesn't activate it on us."
Wen Renyu looked up at Xue Yue, thoughtfully, the power of this Xi was really outrageous.
Hiss!
The other princes in the room took a deep breath of air, unable to conceal the horror in their eyes.
Just a look in his eyes caused the Eighth Prince to be severely injured. How powerful is this Xi?
"What to do? Senior Sikong, Silver DragonXi's expression changed, obviously he didn't expect that Wang Yan would hide so deeply and jump out when he felt that the situation was within his grasp.
His fearful eye is most afraid of his opponent having hope and courage. In this case, its power will be greatly reduced.
It is a bit difficult to scare away the princes with just one glance.
We must kill Wang Yan as quickly as possible!
Just when Xi was about to lead Mingxuan and others in a swarm, the mutation happened again.
"Only when all sentient beings are saved can we realize Bodhi. If hell is not empty, I swear I will never become a Buddha!"
The splendid Buddha's majesty appears from the western sky. The auspicious clouds cover the sun, like rolling rivers, and constantly push back the demonic clouds in the sky.
The great source from Ksitigarbha, traveling through time and space from the last era, resounds throughout the sky.
With immeasurable merits and virtues, Yuan Zhen is like a living Buddha descending from the sky,
With a solemn look on his face, he sat cross-legged, formed the supreme seal with his hands on the lotus platform, manifested various mysteries, and then struck out with one palm.
"All dharmas are empty, only Buddha is the only one!"
The pure and powerful power of merit and virtue evolved into the ancient Buddhist kingdom behind him. With a palm falling, it transformed into a golden Buddha palm, like a mountain.
Pierced the demonic cloud and fell towards the blood moon in the sky.
At the same time, the eight altar fragments scattered in the core area condensed with the air and turned into a brand new altar.
On the ground, a group of dragons rose together, bathed in the mighty dragon shadow of Buddha, and continued to gather towards the altar.
A person fell from the sky, with a look of ecstasy on his face, and landed steadily on the altar.
The Yanhuang Sword was inserted into the altar. Wang Yun laughed wildly and said, "It's not you, the ninth one, who has the final say in this world!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com