The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 39: The appearance of the Lord of the Palace

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Time and Space Battlefield!

Time is different from the outside world. After playing for a while, Meow was extremely bored and was sent back to the underworld by Yan Chuan.

Hongjun closed his eyes and sat on the floating platform, carefully manipulating the battlefield within three thousand bubbles.

Yan Chuan is also closing his eyes, feeling it with his heart.

Three thousand battlefields, there are two thousand internal ancestors who have closed their eyes to comprehend, but the other thousand internals are constantly fighting.

Yan Chuan feels, no, to be precise, it is in the record.

Through a thought, send another clone to oneself.

Xianyang, Tiange.

Yin Tong Yan Chuan was in retreat.

Yin Tong Yan Chuan's thoughts are different from those of the body, but the two can establish a relationship between them. As long as the body allows, they can share what they see each other.

There is darkness in the sky pavilion.

There are three thousand bubbles floating around Yin Tong Yan Chuan.

In the bubble, ancestors and immortals are fighting each other.

It's completely a replica of Time and Space Arena.

But, gradually, in Yin Tong Yan Chuan's eyes, the things inside the bubbles changed.

Whether it is the scenery in the bubble or the ancestors inside, under the silver pupil, everything has become tiny to extremely small particles.

The arrangement of small particles is constantly changing. An ancestor uses spells, and the arrangement of his own small particles is constantly changing. One set of arrangements has changed thousands of times, as if a new spell is formed through this changing arrangement.

If ordinary people have long been dazzled, but Yin Tong Yan Chuan has recorded all of them, deducing the mystery of the change in arrangement.

Three thousand bubbles, Yin pupil Yan Chuan is in the process of deduction.

More importantly, because of time asymmetry, these small particles change very quickly, but, even so, Yin Tong Yan Chuan is able to do it--

Time and space battlefield, this sitting is a hundred years old.

Hundred years of fighting, the inner ancestors have all been greatly improved.

Especially Dazhen’s fierce generals, Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​and Meng Yi. The four have the foundation of the first life. They are making rapid progress under constant tempering and killing. It didn’t take long for the four to fight against each other. The ancestors have changed from one-to-one to one-to-ten, or even one-to-thirty in vain.

The biggest battlefield is Wu Lei.

After a hundred years of fighting, Wu Lei's strength has also reached an extreme, even breaking through once during the period. In Yan Chuan's eyes, it reached the Twelfth Heaven of the Ancestor.

"Teacher, it's okay, I want to fight everyone!" Wu Fei said solemnly after defeating a group of ancestors and queens.

"Huh!"

Hongjun opened his eyes.

Within three thousand bubbles, the battle stopped abruptly.

Everyone paused.

Standing in their respective bubble worlds, look around curiously.

Hongjun waved his sleeve slightly.

"Om!"

All the bubbles trembled suddenly.

Then move closer to the center.

"Boom!" "Boom!"………………

A series of sounds came, and all the bubbles merged into one, turning into a huge bubble.

For a time, nearly four thousand ancestors met for the first time. The scene is extremely spectacular.

All the ancestors, surrounded by Wu Lei, a daze flashed in their eyes. I don't know what exactly is going to be done in the space-time battlefield.

"Are you going to help Wu Yi break through?" Yan Chuan looked at Hongjun solemnly.

Hongjun nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The final battle, life and death are up to you!"

"Boom!"

The loud noise rang in everyone's ears.

The last battle? Life and death? In other words, the space-time arena no longer cares about their life and death? Many people's faces changed, but more people looked arrogant.

In the past hundred years, everyone's strength has been improved, and a wave of arrogance has long been formed.

Wu Lu looked at the four thousand ancestors surrounding him, with a gloomy expression: "Everyone, from now on, it is the last battle between us and yours. If you don't go all out, you will die!"

"What?"

"Joke!"

"Who do you think you are?"

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There was an uproar among the crowd. Although I knew that Wu Lu was great, it was too arrogant.

One person, against four thousand people?

Yan Chuan made a probing move, and Dazhen and the group of ministers were all recruited back.

The courtiers of the Great Zhou Heavenly Court gave Wu Lu a slight salute, his figure disappeared in a flash, and he withdrew from the battlefield of time and space.

"Those who are afraid, you can get off now, otherwise, there will be no chance next!" Wu Fei said coldly.

For nearly four thousand ancestors, many people frowned.

Next, someone quickly retreated.

Time and Space Arena is convenient, as long as you want to quit, you can easily quit.

In a blink of an eye, nearly a thousand ancestors walked, but three thousand ancestors did not leave.

Some people want to fight Wu Lei, but most people want to see this final battle.

"Feng!" Hongjun chuckled softly.

"Boom!"

The whole bubble suddenly rose again by one point.

"Not good, I can't get out!" An ancestor's expression changed.

"What?" All the ancestors exclaimed.

Hongjun blocked the entrance and exit of the time-space arena, leaving three thousand ancestors, unable to go out anymore?

"Go all out, otherwise, you will die!" Wu Wei's eyes were cold, and the Taiji Tu slammed in his hand.

"Boom!"

In the Tai Chi picture, two sword auras suddenly rushed out, one white and one black, and they shot straight away at the ancestors.

"You dare!"

"Looking for death!"

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A group of ancestors shouted, unexpectedly Wu Lu would really dare to fight three thousand ancestors alone.

"Boom!"

Under the bi, three thousand ancestors suddenly shot.

"Dead!" Wu Wei's figure shook, and his other hand suddenly stuck out.

A golden dragon claw headed straight towards the three ancestors.

"Boom!"

The several ancestors exploded.

The flesh and blood bloomed instantly, and all the ancestors' faces changed.

"I said, if you don't go all out, it's death!" Wu Yan said coldly.

"Boom!"

Behind Wu Hao, a golden avenue rushed out. On the avenue, a dragon and a phoenix hovered, a fierce force poured into Wu Hao's body, and Wu Hao burst into a surging air.

"Boom!"

A huge power burst out, and San Qianzuxian's face changed wildly.

"Roar!"

Three thousand ancestors each took out their magic weapons, and cut them towards Wu Yi.

Three thousand sword Gang, Dao Gang, and Bao Gang rushed out, and Wu Su was in the void, instantly crushed into pieces, a black hole in the void. Wu Yi bears the brunt.

"Tai Chi Transformation!" Wu Wei showed the Tai Chi picture in his hand.

"Om!"

A huge Tai Chi yin and yang fish spins countless powers quickly, reversing most of the power.

"Ah!"

"Kill, either she died, or we died, everyone, don't keep your hands!"

"Kill!"

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On the battlefield, the radiance was radiant, and the ancestors also understood Wu Lu's determination at this moment, and they all came to Wu Lu to besiege and kill together.

No matter how strong you are, can you deal with three thousand ancestors?

"Boom!" Within the entire bubble, there was a fierce culling.

On the floating platform.

Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, Jin Dayu, and King Gai You all stared solemnly at the battlefield. The fierce battles amidst a large number of avenues collided, and even a crowd of killing gods felt chills in their hearts.

In that bubble world, the battle became a black hole.

Countless avenues bloomed with brilliance.

"This Wu Lei is so fierce!" Bai Qi said solemnly.

"The Twelfth Heaven of Ancestor, prepare to break through!" Yan Chuan explained.

The twelfth heaven of the ancestors?

Be aware that before the Master Tongtian played against the nine great saints, he was also at this level of cultivation.

Everyone's eyes become more solemn.

In the battlefield, the heroes flocked to each other. The battle was fierce and unusual. Among them, there were five saints, Wu Tian, ​​Ximen, Tianjizi, Hundred Evil Old Demon, and Absolute Palace Master.

Although the five ancestors could not use the power of the world in the time and space battlefield, their strength was still extremely fierce.

Yan Chuan stared at the battlefield, and Wu Fei's Tai Chi picture exploded once again with billions of sword energy.

Suddenly, they shot at the Absolute Palace Master.

In the rush of the Lord of the Absolute Palace, a white sword slashed across his face dangerously and dangerously.

The Absolute Palace Master hid, but the hideous mask on his face was cut in half, and suddenly slipped down.

The face of Absolute Palace Master was instantly exposed in front of Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan stared suddenly.

"What?" Bai Qi and others were also surprised.

"Holy King, Absolute Palace Master is...!" Jin Dayu exclaimed.

"It's not her! She is not the emperor!" Yan Chuan shook his head affirmatively.

Even so, Yan Chuan's eyes are full of solemnity.

Too much like it, too much like the emperor!

The emperor, the daughter of the Sword Demon, had a good relationship with Yan Chuan in the seal world, but later learned that her father was killed by Yan Chuan's ancestor Yan Zizai, so she was a stranger to Yan Chuan.

However, even if he is a stranger, he wants to help Yan Chuan in the past.

At this moment, how come the Lord of the Palace and the emperor are so alike?

The only difference is that the emperor has a capable short hair, while the Lord of the Palace has a beautiful long hair.

Too much like it!

Yan Chuan looked at the hands of the Absolute Palace Master, and the Absolute Palace Master also used a knife.

Looking at the sword technique of the Absolute Palace Master again at this moment, suddenly, there is a feeling of deja vu, somewhat similar to the sword technique of the emperor?

Yan Chuan watched with condensed eyebrows.

"Dead!" Wu Di suddenly flicked the Tai Chi picture.

Suddenly, a large piece of Zuxian was cut to pieces in an instant.

"It's not good, at the same time work hard, hurry, otherwise I won't want to live for anyone!" I didn't know who yelled in horror.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the remaining ancestors suddenly shot at the same time.

A crowd of avenues crashed into Wulu’s avenue.

A group of ancestors slammed their full strength at the same time, and slammed into Wu Lu.

"Boom!"

Endless white light burst out. The thorns are very bright.

Wu Xi stepped on the Tai Chi picture, carried the imperial seal on his head, manipulated the avenue, and supported a shield to withstand all the pressure from the outside world.

In an instant, the battle stalemate.

Wu Xi's face became more and more fierce.

There are more than two thousand ancestors around, and no one dares to neglect. The more stalemate, the more frightened the ancestors.

Wu Fei's strength is too terrifying, so many people, so many people, can't deal with Wu Fei?

Now Wu Xi is restrained, if he escapes, who can stop her?

"Don't withdraw anybody, Wu Lei won't die, I'll wait for it to die!" The Master of the Palace exclaimed in horror.

"Roar!"

More than two thousand ancestors used force again, and Wu Wei's arm trembled slightly. Cracks also appeared on the avenue, as if they were about to be unable to hold on.

Even, under this tremendous force, Wu Lei's seven orifices were even more bloody.