The Strongest Mad Emperor in History

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Here comes the saint.

The first gate of this hundred dynasties, the leading gate, came long.

The leader of the Sect is a white-haired old woman who does not anger himself.

Behind the white-haired old man, there are sixty or seventy disciples, dressed neatly and full of breath.

Among the sixty or seventy disciples, the first three are headed by the most disciples, and the atmosphere is the most vast like an ocean.

And these three people are the prestige among the Holy Sects, and even in the entire hundred dynasties, they have great fame-the three great talents of the Holy Sect!

The talents of each of these three talents are terrible and amazing. Not only that, their cultivation is also among the same disciples, which is equivalent to an invincible existence.

These three talents are the three hottest people in this battle of all evils.

"Three saints?"

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes and glanced at the two men and one woman.

Indeed, these three are very strong and their talents are not weak.

However, Lin Chen has not paid attention to them yet.

A group of little fur children whose hair is not uniform, will Lin Chen care about them?

Sixty or seventy people of the Holy Sect came to the forefront with the white-haired old man, side by side with Daoism.

At this point, the three giants of the 100 Dynasties, Shengzong, Taoism, and Buddhism, have all arrived.

As for the remaining large and small gates, almost all of them have arrived.

Lin Chen glanced at the release of a sense of consciousness, feeling around.

Eventually, he locked a group of people.

"It should be, Hidden Door." Lin Chen murmured slightly.

Lin Chen felt that the group of hermits had a strange breath.

That kind of strange, can't say, but makes Lin Chen feel uncomfortable.

"Sister, the guys in Yinmen, take extra precautions."

Lin Chen touched Nangong's shallow shoulder and said softly.

"Um." Nangong Qiang nodded lightly.

With her practice, she can naturally feel the wrong of the hermit.

The degree that makes her uncomfortable is even stronger than Chu Feng and Li Yan.

At this time, in front, the top of the towering giant tower suddenly sounded the music of Qin Se, gentle and melodious.

And among the melodious music, a woman wearing a light yellow light shirt, descended from the sky from the top of the giant tower, like a butterfly, slowly landed on this land.

The woman, about 26 years old, was holding a sandalwood pipa in her hand. She was graceful in appearance and beautiful in appearance, but her face was too pale, without any trace of blood.

As soon as this girl came out, the audience was silent.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.

This beauty, would not be the rumor, the guardian!

Impossible, mustn't the guardian be an old man with an outstanding strength, this little girl is obviously not like it!

And her strength, that is, around a turn of Nirvana, how could it be the guardian here?

Nonsense! However, even when Lin Chen was in doubt, in front of her, the beauty in the yellow shirt turned around like two cold electricity, passing the crowd, and finally stopped at the two elders who were always in black and white. "There are two elders in black and white. You are not too young.

Yes, but here is a group of children blindly making fun of it, what is the system? "

In these few words, the meaning of blame is slight, but the words are quite kind, as if the elder sister taught her two younger brothers.

Two people in black and white raised their eyes and stared at the woman in the yellow shirt. They just smiled and didn't answer.

Later, the woman in the yellow shirt looked at the old concubine of Shengzong, with a good tone, but with a slight rebuke, saying, "And you, Shi Haimei, you are not enjoying the old age in the Holy Sect. You came here to make fun. "

The old uncle heard that his face had not changed, and it was still cold and scared to approach.

In the end, the woman in the yellow shirt put the electricity-like gaze on Master Pratt's face and said, "And you Pratt the old monk, the poor retreat broke through the next realm, for the 100 Dynasty domain. What do you prepare for in the future? "

"Amitabha, the dragon girl's words are bad. It is the so-called cultivation. It is a fate word. If you have no chance to cultivate, it is how hard you work hard. In the end, it is nothing more than bamboo baskets ..."

"Okay, I hate these **** of your Buddha door most." The beautiful girl in the yellow shirt shook her head and said impatiently: "My father is retreating, so for all the magical slaughtering land, I will guard it for the time being. Let me show you all your passports and remind me that without them I wo n’t let you pass. If you guys

To be strong, don't blame me. "

The tone of this sentence is like an elder, born after teaching a group of juniors.

"Sister, who is this woman? Why is she so big?"

Lin Chen was really curious and asked Nangong Asao.

No matter who is present, whether it is black and white, or the old master of the Sect, or the Pratt & Whitney master of Buddha, which one is not the highest existence admired by thousands of people?

But now, in the face of this beautiful woman who is only 27 or 8 years old, these respected elders seem to have become a child, a junior?

In this way, even Lin Chen's IQ is somewhat unpredictable.

Nangong glanced at the yellow-shirted woman and said slowly: "This woman's grandfather is my hundred dynasties. For four hundred years, the only one that has surpassed Wu Zun's realm."

"Beyond Wu Zun's realm?"

Lin Chen blinked his eyes and said naturally: "That is to become the Emperor Wuhuang."

"Do you still know the Emperor Wu?" Nangong Qian looked at Lin Chen with a surprised look.

This guy even knew the Emperor Wu?

But immediately, Nangong Qian was relieved.

He knows Lin Chen's knowledge, it is very understandable, and it is not surprising to know Wu Huang.

"His grandfather, is he still alive?" Lin Chen asked softly.

"Unclear."

Nangong shook his head lightly: "Just three hundred years ago, there was a rumor that her grandfather fought against six Wu Zun strongmen alone and wiped out all six with one finger. Therefore, it can be determined that her grandfather's strength is It has reached the realm of the legendary Emperor Wu. "

Lin Chen heard the words and nodded.

Wu Zun, the Supreme Master of martial arts, leads the Quartet.

The emperor is the emperor in martial arts, and his strength is even higher than that of martial arts!

Can kill six Wu Zun strong with one finger, it is clear that her grandfather is probably a Wu Huang strong!

At this time, the yellow shirt beauty is one by one to confirm the pass of the ancestral gate.

"Sacred sect, passable."

"Daozong, passable."

"Buddha, passable."

"Huazong, you can pass."

"Too desolate Lingzong, passable."

"..."

The women in the yellow shirts searched one by one, and soon, almost all the dozens of ancestors present were checked.

Suddenly, the woman in the yellow shirt paused and held the crimson token in her hand.

In front of the woman in the yellow shirt, a red-haired middle-aged man, fierce and abominable.

"Your pass is fake."

The beauty in the yellow shirt smiled slightly, gentle and elegant.

However, almost at the moment when the beautiful woman in the yellow shirt explained the words, behind the red-haired man, an old man suddenly drew a bright short knife from his arms.

"Premium Artifact!"

Many people frowned.

This short knife is a genuine high-end magic weapon!

He is going to kill the yellow shirt woman!

Many people want to protect women in yellow shirts, including those in black and white, and Master Pratt & Whitney.

After all, they knew that although the background of the yellow shirt woman was terrible, she was not too strong.

If the woman in the yellow shirt died before their eyes, then her grandfather must not turn the whole world upside down?

Of course, the premise of all this is that her grandfather is still alive.

But to save her life, let's save her life.

It can also be regarded as a good destiny.

Master Pratt, black and white, and the white-haired old lady of Shengzong are all ready to help.

However, at this time, in front of the old man holding the short knife, the yellow shadow flickered in the ground, and one person flew over, grabbing his short knife!

Immediately afterwards, Huang Ying leaned forward, stretched out his five fingers, and inserted them on top of the old man's head. The five fingers were sharp, as if they could penetrate the void!

The old man's face changed, although the five sharp fingers were about a mile away from his own forehead, but Huang Ying's body form was too fast, so the old man had to turn his hand to prevent it.

"So fast!"

Many people were amazed.

This body method is not only fast, but also weird. No wonder it is easy to take away the high-end spiritual artifact!

At this time, Huang Yiqian Ying fled back, revealing the graceful figure of the beautiful girl in yellow shirt, and the bright smile.

"This weapon is good. I took it, and I won't hold you any more. You go."

The beauty in the yellow shirt smiled and played with the magic weapon in her hand and said.

The red-haired middle-aged man and the old man's complexion were a little gloomy.

I thought I could pass the level, but I didn't expect it to be like this in the end.

"What pheasant gate is this? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"Oh, a junk gate, also delusional to enter the Wanmu Tuxian land, toad really wants to eat swan meat!"

"Hurry up, while it's not too embarrassing now, otherwise you won't even find the rat hole!"

"..."

Many people sneer at them.

The thirty disciples of this gate have never seen anything big, but now they are so ironic that their cheeks are flushed and indignant.

And the red-haired middle-aged man, seeing that the situation was settled, also figured it out, first sighed, then arched at the beauty in the yellow shirt and bowed gently: "Thank you for your life."

Then he left with thirty or forty disciples.

Dumb to eat Coptis chinensis is bitter.

However, at this moment, the beautiful girl in the yellow shirt was holding the sharp short knife in her hand and suddenly said, "Nian Zai and so on gave me a good gift. From the next session, I and so can enter Wan Mo. Tuxiandi. "

As soon as this word came out, the red-haired man's eyes flashed sharply.

His face began to rejoice!

As long as he can enter the Wanmu Tuxian Land, Mo said that he lost some face and lost a town ancestor, that is, he lost his life, and he is willing! This time, live up to this trip!