You Guys Keep Imagining, I'm Really Becoming an Emperor!

Ye Changqing transmigrated to the Tianyuan Realm, still in his mother's womb when he awoke. He discovered that his mother, Murong Ling, who was childhood sweethearts with King Wu, was merely a ...

Chapter 279 You don’t regret it, you know you are going to die!

He became interested.

Want to keep Su Ming.

Even if it's a serious injury, it's fine.

But relying on yourself is definitely not enough.

Ao Xu's heart trembled when he heard this, and he surrounded Su Ming...

He doesn't have the courage.

This is too exaggerated.

You know... this is an invincible quasi-emperor.

Your immortal clan is now the overlord of the universe, and the two clans have a deep blood feud.

Naturally, I am not afraid of hostility.

But... the True Dragon Clan's plan is to start from other star regions instead of directly confronting those invincible beings.

If Su Ming is really seriously injured.

As for the human race, I'm afraid they will attack their True Dragon Realm as soon as possible.

Will you immortals come to help when the time comes?

It must be like sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight.

No need to think about it.

But... it was also extremely envious of these quasi-imperial weapons in front of it.

"You're so arrogant! You're going to hunt down the king of my tribe. You... you can try it."

A hint of chill appeared on the wrinkled face of Emperor Taifeng, and the stars around him were shaking.

"Human King, first attack and kill Daojun Wanxuan."

"Even if I burn my blood and essence today, and die here, I will leave him here!"

He was extremely furious.

This Mingyun star field is his territory after all.

As a result, the True Dragon Clan invaded.

The immortals don't take him seriously.

What's wrong?

I'm not a quasi-emperor!

Do you really think you are invincible?

If you don’t agree, let’s fight!

Anyway, I don’t have many years left to live.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

The vast energy and blood covered his entire body, and the surging Dao rhyme surged out like a tide, attacking Taoist Master Wanxuan.

But... at this moment, Su Ming took a step forward and pressed Ming Taifeng's shoulders.

In his palm, the rhythm of Tao flowed, suppressing his burning dried blood.

Danmo said: "The king is still here, it's not time for you to fight to the death yet."

Immediately, his turbid eyes turned towards Ao Xu and Wan Xuan Daojun.

"In the last three breaths, either you cut off one of your arms, or... I will send you on your way."

"I don't want to say it a third time."

Su Ming felt murderous.

Do you really think he is a soft persimmon?

Is siege useful?

Back in the ancient times.

Among all the races, many quasi-emperors set up traps to kill him.

But... he still stands in ancient times, suppressing an era.

Ao Xu's face turned extremely ugly.

It wanted to take action, but it couldn't muster the courage.

The number of quasi-emperors who died at Su Ming’s hands could be counted on two hands.

Such a magnificent achievement.

No one in the entire universe can do it.

Taoist Master Wanxuan was standing nearby. He waved his right hand, and a dense fairy mist surged out, blocking the fierce murderous aura.

He said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Ao Xu, if we join forces, what will happen even if we face Su Ming?"

"He is just a quasi-emperor."

"Furthermore, at the end of the Ancient Era, he was hunted by several Quasi-Emperors and was nearly severely injured."

"This era has just begun to recover, and he certainly hasn't recovered to his prime."

"There's absolutely no need to be afraid."

"The strong ones of my immortal race have already awakened. They will arrive in time."

He really wanted to keep Su Ming.

"Walk?"

"No one is allowed to leave today. All of you must stay here!"

There was a hint of red in Su Ming's eyes.

A scarlet avenue runs through the sea of ​​stars and flows between heaven and earth.

Reflected in his body.

Like a blood-red sun.

He didn't want to continue talking nonsense.

He clenched his right fist, and carrying the rules of the Great Dao of Killing, he suddenly rushed towards Taoist Master Wanxuan.

"You forced me to do this, Su Ming!"

"Since you want to die, don't blame me!"

Ao Xu's face looked grim, and he kept pressing forward. Did he really think of himself as a dog on the street?

Arbitrary manipulation?

"roar!"

The sound of dragon roars resounded throughout the sea of ​​stars, as if thousands of stars were swaying.

“Just in time!”

The corners of Wanxuan Daojun's mouth rose slightly. He did not expect that the other party would take the initiative and press forward step by step.

If we can drag the True Dragon Clan into the water.

That would be even more interesting.

No matter whether Ao Xu was seriously injured today.

Su Ming was injured again.

The conflict between the two sides will escalate.

Then... next, the two tribes will both suffer losses in the war.

The immortals are not fools either.

The sudden appearance of the True Dragon Clan in this era must have a plan.

It is very likely that they want to recreate the glory of the ancient era.

Re-assume the position of overlord.

Then... we can also use this to weaken it in advance.

In addition, the human race has been hiding in secret, plotting to start a war among all races.

Let the two tribes fight each other.

It can also reveal some hidden cards.

At the very least, the immortals are better prepared.

"Wanyuan Immortal Technique!"

Taoist Wanxuan took out a pitch-black spear and attacked directly.

"clang……"

The fist arrived, the wind whistled, and when it collided with the gun, a terrifying air wave erupted and spread in all directions.

“Crack…Crack!”

Taoist Wanxuan's hands, which were holding the spear, suddenly shook, and his palms felt numb.

Even the gun body was slightly broken.

He showed a look of shock.

This...how is it possible.

Su Ming's strength is actually this strong?

You know, this... is an extremely holy weapon, although it is not as good as a quasi-imperial weapon.

But it wouldn't be so bad that it would be smashed to pieces by a single punch from a physical body, right?

In other words, Su Ming's physical strength has reached the level of a quasi-imperial weapon?

After he was ambushed and killed, not only was he not seriously injured, but he also improved his physical strength in just a few hundred thousand years ago?

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