Chapter 43 Who is the King of Eastern Wilderness?
Outside the tomb, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Ordinary cultivators don’t know who this god-like monster in white is, but don’t the descendants of the holy land families know either?

You must know that not long ago in Kunyun City, the world-famous Holy Son Yaoguang was defeated and was defeated by the Emperor Immortal in the Dao Palace realm.

Especially after he passed the tribulation and reached the fourth level in public, he became even more unfathomable, almost like the best person of his generation in the Eastern Wilderness.

People are puzzled as to what confidence the Golden-winged Peng King has to dare to challenge the Emperor Immortal like this?
The Golden-winged Little Peng King's entire body seemed to be made of gold, sparkling with brilliant light, and his golden hair was so dazzling that it made it impossible to open one's eyes.

His eyes were grim and wild, like two bolts of lightning shot out from hell, penetrating into people's souls, devouring their minds, and his murderous intent was as vast as the sea.

"I heard that you are very powerful and a descendant of a god. I will kill you and use the blood of the god to prove my path to becoming an emperor!"

He has a natural pride and wildness, and is not afraid of any opponent.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden-winged Peng King moved. He let out a clear whistle, and the entire wasteland shook. Rocks flew into the air, and the sky and earth were filled with a murderous aura.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

As soon as the golden-winged Little Peng King came up, he displayed his unique skills. His whole body was shining with golden light, emitting a dazzling brilliance, and thousands of terrifying golden sword beams shot out.

The murderous aura was so overwhelming that it made heaven and earth tremble. Countless holy swords slashed out at once, shattering the void. The pillars of heaven and earth seemed to collapse, destroying everything in their path.

"boom!"

No more, no less, exactly one hundred and eighty thousand holy swords, each one was a hundred feet long, towering in the void, and then slashing down.

This was no longer a sword beam, it had turned into a sea of ​​holy swords. The terrifying golden storm submerged everything, swept forward, and destroyed all obstacles.

This is the innate and supreme magical skill of the Tianpeng tribe. Even if it faces thousands of troops, it can defeat them and attack them without distinction!

Not to mention that this time it was aimed at one person. This kind of power was unimaginable, like the end of the world, the collapse of heaven and earth.

The sword beams emitted by one hundred and eighty thousand holy swords turned into an ocean, swallowing up everything, sweeping across everything, with immense power!
"boom"

Each sword beam was as powerful as a raging flood, so terrifying that it made the spectators feel chilled from head to toe. How could they defeat the powerful Golden Winged Peng King?
He alone is enough to defeat thousands of troops. How many people in the younger generation can handle this kind of stunning power? Even a saint-level figure may suffer a bitter defeat!
The Emperor Immortal was a little amused. What a rotten fish and shrimp, not even as powerful as the Golden Crow Mark I had when I was transcending the tribulation, and you want to follow the path of the Great Emperor?
It is hard to say whether he can become a great sage, but he dares to jump like this. It is really hard to describe.

The little fairy phoenix can kill such a passerby with just a raise of her hand, without even using her hands.

The Emperor Immortal showed no emotion, and did not make any movement. He just moved the corners of his lips slightly and said a word lightly, seemingly without much effort.

"kill!"

An unparalleled murderous intent, as big as a mountain, shaped like a divine sword, and as powerful as a real dragon, reaching heaven and earth, destroying everything with its might.

It was just a murderous intent, not a tangible thing, but it made the earth shatter and the heaven and earth tremble.

Just like the north wind that breaks all the grass, once the cold wind passes, all directions will be silent and return to death.

The chilling murderous aura seemed to come from the Netherworld, capable of devouring all living things on earth. It was like the gaze of a demon, making all living beings tremble with fear.

Even though they were far away, the disciples of the holy land felt the enormous pressure. Their hearts trembled and they were unable to resist and they almost fell to their knees in submission.

This was not some magical power or magic trick, it was merely the murderous intent of the Immortal Emperor, and it was like a murderous intent from the sky, which had the power to cause the stars to move and the mountains and rivers to shatter.

His talent is unparalleled in history. Even with just a thought, he can look down on the world and dominate the world.

The expression of the Golden-Winged Little Peng King changed drastically. Only at this moment did he feel how powerful the Emperor Immortal was. It was the difference between a firefly and the light of the bright moon, which could not be measured by reason.

"No!"

King Xiaopeng sensed the end of his road, so he switched from offense to defense, his energy and blood burning, and he almost went crazy.

He wanted to spread his wings and fly into the sky, and wanted to use the Sky Peng to escape at high speed, but a huge will locked him down, and he could not do it. He could only accept the killing intent.

He used all his strength to retrieve the 180,000 feather swords and turned them into a golden holy furnace, solid and immortal. He burned Tianpeng's true blood at all costs, showing his highest combat power at this stage.

But it is of no use at all, just a fallen leaf that will be blown away by the autumn wind.

The killing intent of the Emperor Immortal was as huge as the sky, like a vast star field falling down, with the stars spinning in circles, able to wipe out all things in the world.

The black murderous intent was so powerful that it destroyed the golden holy furnace in an instant, even though King Xiaopeng's physical body was comparable to that of a dragon and was the best among the younger generation of the demon clan.

But once the murderous intent turned, he was as fragile as a baby and had no power to fight back at all.

It was like an immortal heavenly sword slashing down, and in an instant King Xiaopeng was destroyed both physically and spiritually, his body exploded, and his corpse was broken into pieces, looking extremely miserable.

In the distance, a burly old man in golden Taoist robes shed tears and suddenly looked much older.

"Peng'er, I'm too indulgent and have harmed you!"

It turned out to be the peerless hero who dominated the world and made all the saints retreat - Old King Peng!
In the past, with just a thought, he could turn the earth into rivers of blood and mountains of corpses!

At this moment, he was just like an ordinary old man who could only watch his grandson die.

He was blocked by an ancient creature that looked like a human and had dragon claws.

I was in a dangerous situation and was about to perish. I was powerless to take care of anything else.

All battles take place in virtual space, making it difficult for outsiders to know.

Kill Tianpeng with one thought!

This is a shocking scene. The world is completely silent and the monks will never forget it in their lifetime.

Although everyone knew that King Xiaopeng would be defeated, they never thought that he wouldn't even be able to get the Emperor Immortal to move a hand.

The gap was too huge, which made the generation of Donghuang despair. It was okay for ordinary cultivators, but for the geniuses who aspired to become the great emperor, it was a bolt from the blue, almost causing their spiritual faith to collapse.

The Ji family's God King sighed, his eyes were almost empty, confirming a certain guess. He was hit hard, his mind was a little dazed, and he could hardly stand.

Yao Xi also sighed. She now understood why Yaoguang had been in "seclusion" all the time.

"Eastern Wasteland has ushered in a prosperous era, with kings rising up and a hundred flowers blooming. I didn't expect it to come to a conclusion so soon."

"It's true that when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die!"

She whispered softly, full of emotion.

The Jiang family's divine body is very strange. Its true appearance has not been revealed until now. Its entire body is covered in iron armor and it has not made any movements. It is difficult for outsiders to know his state of mind.

Inside the demon clan's warship, Yan Ruyu looked at the Immortal Emperor curiously. Although he was young, he had an immortal appearance and a natural aura.

It is conceivable that he will be extremely handsome and almost beautiful when he grows up.

In the entire Eastern Wilderness era, she had never seen anyone so handsome, but he was a little young.

The Emperor Xian walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger and soon arrived at the entrance of the tomb.

"I am the master of the East Wilderness. Whoever agrees, whoever opposes!"

He was like a king, touring the eight directions and respected by the whole world. People guessed that perhaps the ancient emperor had such demeanor when he was young.

Advance triumphantly all the way and kill everyone in the world until no one dares to claim the mastery!

　Thanks to the ancient costume and ancient style boss for the reward, and thank you for your support

　　
　
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