Supreme Demon 2 - Chapter 1500
Although the light and shadow were broken, there was no breath of life dying away.
What’s more, Lord Jiulong was an existence that even the saints could not completely kill.
All the emperors wanted to kill the Nine Dragons, but they were faintly suspicious in their hearts. In this contradictory mood, a sigh came and echoed in the ears of millions of monks.
“I, Luo Chuan, He De, He Neng, I have brought you all together and condemned the same.”
“Sure enough, it is the decree of the holy way. As soon as the decree comes out, the nine heavenly emperors will come together.”
“Well, how many of you joined the Anti-Holy Alliance overtly and secretly? You really insist on your aspirations and ambitions.”
Luo Chuan appeared on the other side of the abyss, with both arms in his arms, hunting and flying in a white robe, coldly sweeping the famous emperor and powerful man, with a sarcasm smile at the corner of his mouth.
The shattered celestial body seemed to indicate that Luo Chuan was hurriedly interrupted because of the unfinished chance that Luo Chuan had obtained.
Luo Chuan’s appearance made many monks who were cheering and applauding dumbly lost their voices, and there was a faint look of fear in their eyes.
“Huh, Mr. Jiulong! Don’t you want to be arrogant and deceive the crowd here!” The gray-haired elderly emperor looked up at Luo Chuan, pointed at Luo Chuan’s nose and cursed: “Do you remember that year? You led people to invade my Emperor Hongjiang’s house! My three sons were still in their dreams, they were killed by you without saying a word! You want to have more of my Emperor Hongjiang’s home map of Wanjiang Return, but what about my three sons? Sin! Why do you want to kill my son, you desperate demon! Even if there is no decree from the holy way, whoever knows your whereabouts will let you go!”
“Emperor Hongjiang… Hong Gongliu…”
Luo Chuan muttered in a low voice, even without the memory of Lord Jiulong, he could recognize who the old man in front of him was. In the past, among the descendants of the emperors he knew in Guangtian Pusheng, there was a descendant of the Emperor Hongjiang, nicknamed Hong Gongliu with red eyebrows, and one of the few people who had the best relationship with Luochuan.
“Um?”
Hearing the three words “Hong Gongliu”, Emperor Hong Jiang changed his color violently, pointing at Luo Chuan and cursing: “You, you, you…you are such a demon! This time I even hit my emperor’s younger generation with his idea. This time my emperor’s family was dispatched together. I came to Xingyuan, originally thinking of you to extend the blood of my emperor, to help you Luo Chuan! Unexpectedly, you are actually the incarnation of Jiulongjun. Almost let you succeed. Ah! What a risk!”
Luo Chuan took a deep breath. At this moment, he didn’t know how he was. It turned out that he had been mistaken as Lord Jiulong.
“You are misunderstood, I am not Jiulong Monarch.” Luo Chuan said lightly, if it wasn’t for the descendants of the emperors. He didn’t bother to explain.
“Hahaha, until now, you still want to quibble! Your pseudonym Luo Chuan, using your second identity to pass on the scam of Nine Dragon Fairy Court, has been seen through by me!”
“Huh, do you think I’m a fool? If the Arctic Emperor hadn’t discovered it early, I would have been harmed by the explosive power you hid in the Nine Dragon Fairy Garden!”
“That Liuyue is yours too! Her devilish nature was exposed, and her identity was revealed on the spot! Her identity was revealed, so why are you concealing it!”
“If you are not Jiulong Lord, how can the dignified super emperor King Maya become your follower!”
“Don’t talk nonsense with him! He is delaying time for the rescue. Come on! Kill him!”
The great powers of the world, the giants of all parties no longer speak, and lead their respective forces to culminate in Luochuan from all directions!
Looking at the angry, hateful, and fierce faces, Luo Chuan’s anger was also accumulating little by little.
He took a huge risk and hesitated to send away Bai Yiqing’s three daughters, facing the Nine Dragon Fairy Court alone with the power of the horrible explosion, and indirectly saved the powerful forces that entered the abyss of the stars that day.
But in the two months when he felt the morality of space, everything he did was obliterated, and black and white were also reversed.
He Luo Chuan. Not only has he become the Nine Dragon Lord, who is feared, jealous, and hated by everyone in the Nine Heavens Realm, but he has also been charged with the crime of attempting to murder the powerful.
Although he never cared about the opinions of others, even if it was him, he would not be willing to bear charges that did not belong to him in vain. Become the enemy of nine days.
Needless to say, the man behind all this is the Arctic Emperor!
“The Arctic emperor… you are really sinister. But the truth is in my hands. As long as I restore the truth, no one will believe you if you can’t help it.”
Luo Chuan secretly said in his heart.
Want to prove that he is not Jiulong Lord. In fact, it is not very difficult. As long as Luo Chuan uses the spatial water mirror technique to restore the scene where he was backlashed by the nine true dragons when he entered the Nine Dragon Fairy Garden two months ago, he will publish the scene to the public, as long as there are sane monks. , No longer think that Luo Chuan is Jiulongjun.
No matter how crazy the Jiulong Lord, he will act again, but he will not even be able to act in such a way that he does not even recognize the nine true dragons that have been raised since childhood.
“kill!”
“Kill Jiulong Lord!”
“The emperor wants revenge!”
Raising his head, Luo Chuan collected those crazy, almost hysterical faces under his eyes, and did not choose to use the spatial water mirror technique in the first place.
Nearly half of the strong have lost their senses and become crazy because of the “Kowloon Lord”, and almost all of them are on the way to lose their senses… this time is by no means the best time to prove their innocence.
Luo Chuan stood up, facing the siege of hundreds of emperors and powers, and an army of millions of monks, without fear.
Wow!
The sleeves of Luo Chuan’s robe were rolled up, and a trace of “the power of the holy way” poured out from the palm of his palm, turning into a long whip of divine light that was more than thirty miles long, and suddenly pulled out!
Wherever the sacred light whip went, the magic weapon under the heavenly rank seemed to hit the tofu of the steel plate and shattered into slag, while those heavenly rank magic weapons regarded by the emperors and powerful as the beloved ones were cracked, or as thick as Fingers, or directly extended to spread the whole magic weapon, scared the complexion of those emperors and powerful people, and put away Aibo one after another. The magic weapon is still so, let alone the power of the door, the power of the holy way of Luochuan is crushed, and there is no resistance, as if the ice meets the fire and melts instantly!
Unlike Luo Chuan’s imagination, the “Power of the Holy Path” did not consume the power of the emperors like the power of the Holy Path and the Nine Dragon Soul.
“Oh, I still don’t look good.”
Luo Chuan sneered, holding the power of the holy way, waving like a braid, and rushing in and out of the army of millions, invincible.
“What kind of power is this?”
“This power definitely does not belong to the Nine Heavens Realm!”
“The old thief in Jiulong is going to rise… Don’t be afraid, he won’t last long when this power is finally exhausted!”
Hundreds of emperors led an army of millions to besieged Luo Chuan. This battle is by no means lost to any previous encirclement and suppression of Jiulong Lord!
But just like in the past, the Jiulong Lord can walk in the army of thousands with only one person. Although there are many emperors, there is no enemy of his triple. The flesh is overwhelming!
For Jiulong Jun’s level of power, it is no longer possible to rely on the number of people in exchange for an advantage, and it is necessary to have a power close to or even reach his level to come forward to cause trouble to him.
The same emperor, Jiulongjun is the same category. The other emperors are of another type. Even the super emperors such as the Bailong emperor and the Nine Dragon Five cannot pose a substantial threat to the Nine Dragons. The rest of the ordinary emperors are not much different from the ordinary monks in the eyes of the Nine Dragons.
Nowadays, facing the “incarnation” of Luo Chuan, the emperors who have experienced the era of Jiulong, are reawakened by the terrifying memories of being dominated by that era.
They still continued to clenched their teeth, just because compared with the Jiulong Lord who was almost insoluble at the peak of his memory, the reborn Lord Jiulong still had a certain distance, at least he could be trapped by them. Regardless of when compared with Jiulongjun at the peak, compared with the Arctic Emperor and Bailong Emperor, it seems to be a little bit inferior.
Boom!
Nearly ten thousand monks were swept down by Luo Chuan’s massive “Power of the Holy Way”, their bodies shattered, and half of the abyss was destroyed.
Luo Chuan has gained a lot from the two-month meditation practice. The profound power of the Holy Path is one of them. Although it is far from reaching the point of endless circulation and endless life~www.mtlnovel.com~ it can also let Luochuan For the first time there was a chance to squander it.
Hundreds of emperors and millions of troops also provided Luo Chuan with an excellent opportunity to further comprehend the power of the holy way.
There was another man and horse in the oblique stabbing, Luo Chuan fixed his eyes to see that the leader was not someone else, it was Qi Xinyue’s clan uncle, the Daohou Qiyunxia who used to interact with Luochuan in Donghuazong.
In Luo Chuan’s wandering time, a powerful force locked him.
For the first time since entering the abyss, Luo Chuan sensed the threat of life, and the powerful oppression actually suffocated him a little bit now.
“Arctic!”
Luo Chuan shouted, shattered and coerced, and turned quickly.
Appearing in his field of vision, was a rising divine light fairy body and a fist light that ruined the world.
“Jiulong, war!” (To be continued.)
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