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Chapter 1099:Might of the Jufu Sword

However, at this time, the emperor won and more than 100 elders of the emperor's palace have entered the ancestral temple.

The ancestral temple is not large, in the palace group of the emperor palace, even inconspicuous, but it is the forbidden place of the emperor's palace, unless something big happens, even if the emperor wins can not enter here at will.

Because of the supreme treasure of the emperor's palace, twenty-four to one of the Daojun, the emperor's Daoist is here.

It is a rich sword!

The rich, an ordinary name, can be in the era of the Five Emperors, but no one knows.

Once, the emperor used this sword to defeat the heroes of the people; once, the emperor used this sword to defeat the demonic saints; once, the emperor used this sword to kill countless foreign demons; the name of the giant rich sword, at that time, there were no two fairy worlds.

Even today, he still has the name of Hehe.

Many people want to see this supreme warrior.

But many people can't imagine that this god soldier is very ordinary, suspended above the ancestral temple, in front of the portrait of the emperor, like wood, like stone, like stone, like iron and iron, like a stone sword, and like a wooden sword.

On this sword, there is no breath, no color, even the simplest line of character lines, only the simple word "rich".

If an outsider sees it, he must wonder, and the legendary sword of the great wealth is like this?

This, even if the emperor wins in the first sight of the great rich sword, there is such doubts, but as the heirs of the Dao Emperor's emperor, the emperor knows that this is the sword of the great wealth.

It is one of the few lanes in the fairy world today.

It is also the source of the emperor's palace that can stand for billions of years!

The emperor won the sword of the great wealth, fell down on his godly knees, looked at the portrait of the emperor behind the sword, the majesty of the face was scattered, replaced by a piece of guilt and self-blame, saying: "The descendants of the emperor won the filial piety, so that the emperor suffered a disaster, but the children could not sit on the emperor's palace to be destroyed, so please see the ancestors in the spirit of heaven, let the children defend the emperor palace with the great rich sword."

After saying this, the emperor won the kowtowing head, a series of nine ringing heads.

More than a hundred emperors behind him also kowtotrines had nine heads.

This is the respect and respect for the ancestors.

“Blessed to the ancestors!”

After finishing the head, Emperor Win led the people to shout, and then stood up, only to see that the emperor won the first standing in front of the giant rich sword, biting the forefinger, a drop of blood flying out, fell on the top of the giant rich sword.

“Hang...”At the same time, more than 100 emperors also like the emperor win, bite their own index fingers, and the blood is as big as the sword of the great rich.

It’s all about waking up the power of the sword!

Because the sword of the great wealth is a tool, strictly speaking, at least the power of the Taoist saint can be used, but because it is the emperor's blood-sacrificing with his own blood, it contains the blood force.

Therefore, the emperor win and other people can use their own blood to wake up the sword of the great rich, even if only one in ten thousand of the power, the emperor win is also enough to overcome the immediate danger.

“Hang on!”

Their blood into the sword of the great rich, the gray sword immediately turned red, and then all the blood fell into it, a brilliant brilliance bloomed from the sword, and the high sword groaned sounded.

The sword is awake!

“The Hmmm!”

A powerful, heart-wrenching force emanated from the sword of the great rich.

"Wake up, the rich sword wakes up."

Seeing this scene of the emperor win excited roar, the pale face even appeared a few flushes red, the pupil increased, the look crazy drink: "Er will lend strength to the palace."

“Yes!”

More than a hundred emperors have all played their power and passed them on to the emperor to win.

Because their strength is too weak, even if they have the power of blood, it is difficult to use the sword of the great rich, so the only way is to gather the strength on one body, let him serve the great rich sword.

And this most suitable person is undoubtedly the emperor to win!

Because the blood of God is the most powerful.

Suddenly, there was a strong atmosphere in the emperor's winning body, and the chain of sky-high runes and the laws of attributes surrounded him, and then gathered together to break into the sword of the great wealth.

“The huh!”

After a moment, the sword of the great rich sounded, and the light that bloomed became brighter and brighter, more prosperous than ten rounds of the big day, as if there was no light in the world that could overcome it.

The whole temple is illuminated!

“Hmm!”

The clothes on the emperor win were windless automatically, staring at the giant rich sword, the mouth was suddenly drunk, the rolling sound wave swept, the giant rich sword immediately made a sharp noise, and then flew up.

Then a roar, the things above the ancestral temple were turned to nothing, the huge rich sword flew out, and the strong light crushed the light of the sun.

“Fake!”

As soon as the giant rich sword Pu flew out, the emperor closed his eyes, condensed his own spirit, and the engrossing service made the giant rich sword, and the mouth issued a cold drink, and saw the giant rich sword turned into a god rainbow.

At the same time, Long Xuan and others saw a earth-shattering scene, and the sun on the dome was completely dim, replaced by a sword-shaped shrine, which swept out the thousands of troops.

The power that radiated made the eight people of Longxuan all change color and lost their voice: "The sword of the great rich."

“Retire!”

Feng Yue shouted urgently.

At this moment, all the monks of the demonic, colorful, the four foreign and the six-nation of the dead saw this scene and watched the beautiful sword light sweep over.

“Ah . . . .The sword of the great rich is too terrible, and the demonic monks into pieces into flying ash, not even a drop of blood left, many of which are superior to the fairy, but still have no chance to escape.

One hundred thousand, one million, ten thousand demonic monks died.

The scary thing is that you can’t even see a drop of blood.

With the emperor's palace as the center, within a circle of millions of miles, there is no grass and a tree, a soldier and a psalion, and all are dead.

A sword kills a billion people.

Terrible, terrible.

This is the power of the Great Rich Sword.

Not only the eight people of Longxuan, but also Li Fengyang's face showed a shocking color, because he did not have the slightest possibility of life under the sword of this great rich.

“Oh, oh!”

However, there are still screams, but not the demonic monks, but the elders of the emperor's palace in the ancestral temple, because the battle requires a powerful sword, which is not the best to bear.

Even hundreds of Xianheli are difficult to follow, like those who are inferior to the fairy and the Chinese to the fairy elders have spewed a mouthful of blood.

Standing in front, the emperor's face of the battle of the great rich sword also showed a paleness, but he still closed his eyes, forced to endure the sharp pain of the heart and God, and shouted, "Gentlemen, hold on, otherwise what face will I see my ancestors after death?"

“Hold on!”

Other elders also shouted.

At this time, the great rich sword over the ancestral temple also burst out of light again, causing the world, running through the sky, and waving again with an unrivaled force.

"The power of winning with the emperor will inevitably not serve the sword of the great rich for a long time, so we only need to block it, and we must be able to win the victory by the giant rich sword, and then the time is his death."

The eight people of Longxuan looked heavy, and when they saw the panicked people around him, they shouted loudly and beat the Dragon Ball out, saying to the seven phoenixes, "We will resist this sword together."

“All right!”

The power required to serve a sacred artefact is incomparably powerful, let alone a task, so the seven phoenixes are very aware of this, and are not ambiguous, and join forces to make Dragon Ball and Fengpan.

Dragon Ball, Fengpan flew out, Dragon Wei Hao, Feng raging, soon collided with the giant rich sword.

From a distance, the sword of the great rich was like a huge meteorite, which hit the top of two peaks.

“Broken!”

The earth-shattering explosion quickly spread, Dragon Ball and Fengpan directly flew out by the giant rich sword, and then the heavy light curtain fell into the sea in all directions, hundreds of millions of monks fell under the light curtain, and most of them did not make a sound.

Such a terrible sight has changed the color of the seven-colored, the four foreign ethnic groups and the six-man family of dead.

The demon army is even more unstoppable.

The power of the device is far beyond their imagination.

“That’s very strong!”

Looking at this scene, Li Fengyang could not help blurting out these two words.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sacristy is in front of the tract, not even the force of resistance, not a level at all.

But under this sword, everyone heard another scream from one another in the temple.

When the emperor won the battle of the first sword of the great rich sword, most of the elders were wounded, and after the second sword, two-thirds fell directly, and those superiors also sprayed a mouthful of blood.

As for the emperor himself, a face completely turned gray, the five senses are almost distorted, the eyebrows are condensated, the meaning of pain is self-evident, the mouth is constantly flowing with blood, dyed red clothes.

But he still gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on, we'll be able to beat them."

There is also a breath of heaven palace elders have also gritted their teeth to their own strength into the emperor win body, in order to serve the sword of the great rich for the third time.

However, because more than two-thirds of the elders died, the power of the emperor's victory was greatly reduced, and now it is not so easy to serve the sword of the great rich.

The sword of the lost power support suddenly dimmed for most of the time, although it was still suspended over the ancestral temple, but the sword light disappeared for most of it.

"Hear, the Emperor is hurt, he must have been hurt."

Seeing this scene, Long Xuan suddenly laughed, and the voice spread throughout the demon army: "The emperor won the injury, and it is impossible to serve the great rich sword for the third time, gentlemen, now is when we kill him, kill it!"

“Slay—!”

The demonic monk, who had lost morale, regained his momentum and formed the battle again, and even the seven-colored and four-nation monks attacked again.

Only the six dead clans did not move in Li Fengyang's orders.

Because he is worried that he can also use the big rich sword to play the third sword.

“The patriarch?”

Luo Fu, the seed teacher, Fu Yan, Fenggu four people gathered around Li Fengyang, the look is very respectful.

Li Fengyang looked at the four people and said, "God won't be so easy to give up."

The four people of Loof were silent, and the reason why they asked for battle was that they were worried that the demons had attacked the imperial palace and seized most of the benefits, and when the six families died did not even have the opportunity to drink soup.

However, it is not easy to see Li Fengyang so sure, after all, the six families of death have formed a situation led by Li Fengyang.

At this time, the four immortal monks who took the people to guard the four sides saw this scene and also changed their color, because they would not put their hopes completely on the emperor's winning body, after all, there was a previous event.

Therefore, seeing the demonic people attacked again, they all withdrew, especially the three people who did not have the immortal emperor, and they wanted to join forces to kill them.

At the same time, one or twenty people fell in the ancestral temple, and there was still a breath of the upper fairy elder, including the emperor who won.

When an elder heard the frantic cry and killed, his pale face appeared with a nearly desperate look, and said, "Lord, they have killed you."

However, Emperor Win suddenly opened his eyes, showed his persistent and crazy eyes, and said, "Well, let them come in, if a few people come in, the palace will kill them."

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