Cut off the head and the splashing blood fell on the emperor's face, across the mouth...
The emperor licked the blood of the mouth of the mouth, revealing the murder of the face, a pair of longan stared directly at those who were densely suppressed in the upper boundary of the Yuan baby.
One man in front of the other. This is something he's been planning for a long time.
He had practiced countless times for this day.
However, in front of thousands of people, he killed one person while he was unprepared, and then there was a sense of powerlessness.
Forbidden God order can not last long, after the death of the dean, with the spirit of the remaining power on the order, I am afraid it will not last half an hour.
Half an hour later, Hua Shen is still Hua Shen!
Su Mo stared at the emperor, the emperor who calculated him for several years... The unwillingness of his face to be manipulated gradually faded, revealing a sense of tragedy.
Su Mo turned his head to look at the nether beast beside him, and the nether beast neighed against Su Mo, sounding like a cry.
The hundreds of thousands of monks who had been suppressed and cultivated into the Hua God saw that the Emperor had beheaded one person, and immediately became furious, and several figures rushed out, showing all kinds of Daofa in their hands, and they wanted to kill the Emperor.
"No! Banned! Banned!"
A loud roar sounded, the supreme force of rules emerged, and several people rushed out of the moment were imprisoned in place.
Su Mo floating to the emperor side, the void beast tightly followed the side of Su Mo, staring at the thousands of immortal repair.
The forbidden God above the void made the light dim, and those transformed gods felt the suppression power weakened on their bodies, and instantly understood that the order of the forbidden God could not be supported for long without the abbot.
Su Mo's Confucian and Taoist truth was broken away by the few people, and the few people retreated one after another, waiting for the prohibition of God to fail.
Unwilling to do any more senseless casualties...
All they have to do is wait for the ban to lapse, and then they can easily kill everyone in this place.
Hundreds of gods, enough to level this realm!
Seeing Su Mo by his side, the emperor smiled and slowly said, "You still came to..."
Su Mo looked at the thousands of Xianxiu in front of him and opened his mouth to the emperor: "What is the purpose of your painstaking efforts to create a Confucian cultivation?"
The emperor began to laugh: "Ha ha ha, you must think I want to take you Dougie..."
Su Mo had no words.
"You say you read for all eternity..." The emperor turned to look at the front of those who face the upper boundary of killing intention, the face showed an unprecedented ruthless intention:
"I ask you, do you dare to bear the burden of this world?"
Ren Huang turned to look at Su Mo dressed in white, he saw Su Mo's eyes are also boundless murderousness... It was the hatred of bereavement, the feebleness of grief, the strangulation of all kinds of emotions.
... He needs to kill people.
So Kyung-eon... Do you dare assume the throne of this man?"
This is the final step of his layout...
Su Mo turned his head to look at the heavy face of the emperor, deep voice open: "What dare not?"
"Ha ha ha... Yes!" The emperor laughed and turned his head to look at the four-clawed golden dragon behind him, "Do you remember my agreement with you?"
The four claws stared tightly at the emperor and issued a cry of sorrow.
The emperor turned and looked at Su Mo with a sad look on his face: "I owe the death of the child to the king, and I will repay it in my own way..."
"Hualong!" The emperor looked at the upper celestial Xiu in front of him and let out a loud roar.
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The deep color of pain in the eyes of the four-clawed golden dragon raised its head to heaven and screamed with a whine that rang through the heavens...
Even if he did not want to, the golden dragon rushed to the emperor, rolled up the emperor's body and disappeared, and then suddenly appeared among the thousands of monks.
The Emperor was in the midst of the crowd, and a great sense of danger spread over him throughout the imperial city...
The emperor looked at the distant Su Mo standing on the void, his face showed a sense of relief.
Ba-boom!
A startling sound spread throughout the imperial city, the earth shook, the waves spread, kicked up the dust...
Of the thousands of monks on the void, more than a dozen were suppressed in the transformation of the spirit of the Yuan infant directly into nothingness, and more than a dozen fell seriously into the void and were pulled back by those who were not affected.
Friars Won Baby suffered untold casualties...
The body of the emperor with the power of the whole world's national movement exploded, reducing the pressure for Su Mo to face...
In the same way, with their own death to apologize!
To die for the sin of death...
This, will be dozens of suppressed in the Yuan infant's transformation of God, defenseless when heavy.
The center of the formation of thousands of senseus was instantly blasted out of a void.
Hua Long shot up to the sky, issued a trace of lament to the vacancy, this lament is sad and decisive...
Hualong looked back at Su Mo at a glance, a turned head, fell two drops crystal.
A wave spread, the dragon writhed into the air, gradually dissipated... Thousands of golden stars spread into the heaven and earth...
It is the spirit of Dahua, condense the power of Dahua national movement in one, and gave birth to its own spiritual wisdom...
This time, will be a national strength in Dahua...
No one made it... Nor does it make much sense.
No matter in what form it exists, Dahua's national strength still resides in Dahua...
It's just something it wants to do... Go away with the king!
It bears witness to the emperor's sorrow and worry for the country and the people, and produces spiritual knowledge because of him, and dissipates spiritual knowledge with him...
That year, a sense of sadness spread throughout Dahua.
That year, the power of Dahua's national movement was born of Lingzhi, and Jackie Chan was accompanied by the emperor.
These upper monks faced this sudden hand of the emperor, terrified and full of murderous intentions.
In any case, they did not think that the emperor will come to this hand, they did not think that the emperor for this day layout for several years.....
They looked at Su Mo with a face of panic and anger, and only Su Mo was left at this time.
Suddenly, the forbidden God order on the void finally exhausted the remaining spiritual power, the suppression disappeared, the forbidden God order turned into flying ash and returned to nothingness...
All those who had been suppressed and cultivated as deities immediately resumed their original deities cultivation as...
Instantly, a cold face to look at Su Mo.
They knew that this man was the disciple of the consciousness of heaven and earth, so they had to kill him first to avoid accidents.
Suddenly...
A dragon god pattern appeared in the void, and the God pattern crashed...
Between heaven and earth came a sad, but already established voice:
"On my will,"
"Passing on the throne..."