Heavenly Star

Chapter 411

"Evil emperor!!" Yan Tianxiong's eyes were like blood and became as fierce as a poisonous snake: "our northern emperor sect has no enemies with you. Even if they are hostile, they have always been aboveboard. Why do you want to be so vicious... Are you not afraid of being punished by heaven!!"

"Oh, scourge? If you really want to mention the scourge, it seems that you should be damned. " The evil emperor sneered, and his voice became colder and colder like the temperature around him: "you're right. We are hostile, and we will be aboveboard hostile, but how do you know that I have no enemies with you... He made the emperor very unhappy. The emperor wanted to kill him himself, but in the end, he was kind and let him die in the hands of his own father, I believe he should be grateful to the emperor under the nine springs. "

Yan Ximing died, but he didn't feel too much pleasure. Because even if he died thousands of times, he would never erase the pain suffered by sichen in those two years, and could not wake Zhimeng up. What kind of world is the world without sound, color, taste and smell? Every time he thinks of it, his heart will almost suffocate him. Every time at this moment, his hatred for Yan Ximing will rise to the extreme. A thousand cuts cannot vent their hatred.

Yanduan soul slowly raised his head, and his red eyes seemed to be dyed red by the blood of hatred. He squeezed out words of incomparable resentment from between his teeth: "... I Yanduan soul, die with you...!"

In space, the earth, such as earthquakes, has experienced more and more intense turbulence, and a strong pressure shrouded the earth with heavy depression. The not so slight wind suddenly stopped completely at this moment, and the thin layer of dust on the ground was completely pressed down by invisible force, and there was no trace of it again. This is the first time in Yan duanhun's life that he released all his strength unreservedly.

Drink!!

Another force of almost the same strength pressed against the earth and the surrounding space. Under the double pressure, people hundreds of meters away could hardly breathe if they were pressed on a heavy iron plate, and some even lay down directly on the ground. Similarly, Yan Tianxiong, who was extremely angry, released his inflammatory soul power to the extreme without reservation at this moment. Eyes and breath are all locked on the evil emperor. They had heard too much about the cruel name of the evil emperor, and now they finally realized what real cruelty is. Yan Ximing's death method is more unacceptable to Yan duanhun than the evil emperor's direct cutting him into thousands of sections.

Either of the two strong gods is a person who stands at the peak of the power of the sky and the mainland and dare not easily provoke even a country. The evil emperor raised his hand calmly, and his smile was still that kind of heart piercing ridicule: "guys, you might as well wait a moment. Maybe there will be an expert you expect to see to help you soon. If it's just you two, I'm really too lazy to do it. "

It's another provocative sentence with extreme arrogance and strong ridicule. At this time, an old voice suddenly came from the distant horizon: "ha ha ha, really arrogant, what's more, I was arrogant, ha ha ha ha!"

Calm and steady. This is the feeling that this voice brings to everyone. When you hear this voice, you will naturally think of an image of an old man who is fairytale, unpopular and kind-hearted. The evil emperor's eyes tilted slightly, and his expression on his face remained the same. It was obvious that he had already noticed the old man's approach, and was not surprised at his appearance. However, the burning soul breaking and scorching pride in extreme anger slowed down, turned and looked at the direction of the voice, and showed some surprise and comfort in the suppressed anger.

Whoosh!

Such as the sudden breeze blowing, in the eyes of the crowd hundreds of meters away, they only felt that there was a sudden flower in front of them. An old man with white beard had appeared in the air and stood between the burning soul and the scorching pride. He seems to be in his seventies, wearing a gray robe, with frosty hair and beard, which have obviously not been shaved for a long time, and have grown to the waist.

"Yan Tianxiong, the leader of the northern emperor twenty-six years ago, was known as a" genius "and" Wu Chi "at a young age, and has always been proud of it. Twenty six years ago, he was defeated because he was a little inferior in the duel with the then Southern emperor patriarch Shui Mancang. Unwilling, he prematurely passed on the position of patriarch to his eldest son Yan duanhun, and has been closed for three years since then. Three years later, I broke through the customs, but I was surprised to hear that shuimancang was dead, which has always been a great regret in life. Later, it was difficult to find an opponent after the daughter of Zhan Tianjing. She closed the door and practiced hard to seek another breakthrough. It broke through to the high level of god five years ago. It has been closed since then. " The evil emperor finished slowly and smiled casually: "you are worthy of being a martial fool, but most of your wonderful life is put on cultivation. You really deserve the word 'fool'. But then again, I was surprised that you could come in person. "

Yan Tianxiong is a real Wu Chi. Therefore, his life is too monotonous. He has been looking for further breakthroughs, and his pursuit of the Wu realm is never satisfied. Listening to the evil emperor's exact description of his monotonous life, he smiled calmly: "son is not a fish, I know the joy of fish. I suddenly heard that my grandson was captured. How can I put my hands on it? "

"Hehe, but it seems that you are a little late." The evil emperor narrowed his eyes and smiled in a low voice.

"Father... Ming'er, he... Died." Yan Duan's soul clenched his hands tightly and said with a trembling voice.

Yan Tianxiong sighed and said slowly, "your strength contains too much resentment. I guessed that something must have happened to ming'er thousands of miles away." He looked straight at the evil emperor, and the cold murderous spirit stabbing his body and mind sprang up in his calm and wave free pupils: "evil emperor, leave a line for everything. Our northern emperor Zong and southern emperor Zong have fought openly and secretly for many years, and never touched each other's bottom line. You are still too young after all. "