Volume 2, Chapter 401: Kill the Emperor Again.
As Sikong Lei finished speaking, the golden-armored giant roared. The roar was long and seemed to come from the eternal star field.
It then echoed for a long time, accompanied by an inexplicable force of order.
The power of order belonging to this area.
At this time, the golden light was even brighter, and the sky was even brighter, covering the moonlight, and the world turned into daytime.
Then the golden giant actually spoke in human language.
"Give me armor."
As the two words fell, the fonts appeared in the sky and eventually turned into thirty-six beams of light, instantly covering the thirty-six emperors of heaven.
Their bodies were covered with a layer of golden glow.
Under the gaze of Ye Tingmu and others, the thirty-six beams of light were absorbed by the thirty-six people one after another.
A set of golden armor also appeared on their bodies.
The armor on each person is exactly the same as the giant on the sky, and it looks like a smaller version.
The moment they put on their armor, the spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies seemed to become stronger.
Before Ye Tingmu and the others could figure out what was going on.
The giant on the sky screen spoke again.
This time, he uttered two words again, and the words were also turned into two fonts, super large fonts.
That is the word "confinement".
The fallen words turn into wind, and the wind falls here.
In just a moment, the expressions of several people changed and became more solemn.
The same was true for Ye Tingmu, because just at that moment, he lost contact with Feng Chenli and Hanba in his hands.
It was at this moment that, for some unknown reason, the boundary weapon in his hand seemed to have turned into an ordinary weapon.
Qingfeng and the other three also felt all of this.
At this moment, Dahei's hundred-foot-long body rapidly shrank and returned to its original appearance.
Be it Dongfang Qingzhu, Qingfeng, or Fenghe, their heavenly Dharma images also disappeared without a trace at this moment.
Qingfeng was shocked.
"No, I can't use the Dharma image anymore."
"Me too."
"My bloodline power seems to be restricted by some kind of order and cannot be mobilized. What is going on?"
Ye Tingmu's heart also skipped a beat. He tried to call the Kunlun coffin, but found that at this moment, the Kunlun coffin had also lost its response.
Along with his storage ring, the Qiankun bag also stopped moving.
His Dharma image could not be summoned either. At this moment, he also understood that the most powerful thing about the divine general in front of him was not the barrier, but the fact that he was within the barrier and in his domain. He could imprison all magic weapons, and even the Dharma images of the heavens that the great emperors relied on the most.
Looking at the confused and horrified people.
The emperors of heaven laughed ostentatiously, with defiant expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they were not affected.
The vicious look on Sikong Lei's lips became even more intense, and his thin and mean face was full of ferocity.
"Zang, surrender and get out of here. In this realm, your coffin is useless, your Dharma image is useless, and your weapon spirit is useless, but we are not affected. What can you use to fight us? Hahaha..."
Ye Tingmu clenched his fists.
"So what? Even without these, I'm not afraid of you."
"Hahaha, how arrogant! Now that you've lost the divine coffin you've always relied on, feel the despair brought to you today by the Emperor, by the Heavenly Court."
"kill!"
Upon hearing this, the thirty-five emperors all opened their Dharma images, and the magic weapons in their hands emerged. They twisted them towards the four people and rushed forward to kill them.
The battle is about to begin.
Ye Tingmu put away his sword and clenched his hands tightly, and two roars were heard.
"Follow me closely."
The only way now is to rely on pure strength to endure it. There is no other way.
"good!"
Several people followed closely behind him.
Ye Tingmu leaped into the sky, his figure flashed and disappeared into the void, and then reappeared.
Already in front of the emperor.
Several emperors' eyes were filled with contempt and ridicule. "You've lost your Dharma form, yet you still dare to charge at me? You really take yourself too seriously. Bury."
Ye Tingmu also had a sneer on his face.
My means are more than just a few weapons and a Dharma image.
"Feel the despair of the plane's oppression. Today, I'll show you that even with my bare hands, I, Zang, cannot be shaken by trash like you."
"Break the stars and urge the sky."
He clenched his fist into a fist, and the wind whistled as he moved it, accompanied by the power of thunder.
"Boom..." sound.
"ah!"
With a scream, one of the fastest rushing emperors was hit hard by a punch, and the Dharma images of the heavens were instantly pierced.
The enormous force of the punch sent him flying, and he screamed, with blood splattering into the sky.
“Damn it.”
Then he spread out the five fingers of his right hand and exerted force suddenly. Above the five fingers, a huge black palm suddenly appeared.
He raised it into the air.
Use force suddenly.
The space shattered.
The emperor's image in front of him was shattered and he retreated seriously injured.
"Be careful, don't get too close to him."
"Damn it, even without the Dharmakaya, he's still so strong, damn it..."
At this moment, the arrogance and publicity in the eyes of the group of emperors who were confident of victory just now were gone, and were replaced by caution and fear.
Zang's attack was too terrifying. The force was enough to shatter their Dharma images. If it was a fatal blow at close range, they would most likely die.
At this time, someone shouted: "Don't get close, keep your distance, and attack from a distance."
Upon hearing this, the emperors began to retreat.
Ye Tingmu's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Where are you running to?"
He stepped on the sun and started shooting.
Kicked out with a bang.
"bump!"
"bump!"
"bump!"
Three explosion waves occurred in succession.
An early stage Immortal Emperor was unable to dodge and was kicked out.
The Dharma image also dissipated.
Ye Tingmu drew out his heavy sword, which shone with a sharp cold light.
Then bend your knees and waist into an attacking stance.
Ejected out.
"A heavy sword has no edge, one strike cuts off the soul."
"cut!"
With a clang... sound, the sword came out with dragon fury.
Shatter the space.
"Boom!"
He stood directly on the emperor.
Smoke and dust rose into the sky again, and Ye Tingmu appeared a hundred meters ahead of the smoke and dust.
Before the smoke and dust settled, a body was seen falling straight down.
At this moment, he lost all his breath.
Everyone was in panic, their faces looking more miserable than if they had eaten shit. The great elder's gray eyebrows were tightly connected together.
No one could have imagined that an Immortal King whose Dharma image and magic weapon were imprisoned could actually kill the Emperor.
What kind of concept is this, and what kind of perversion is this.
He used four moves: a punch, a palm, a step, and a sword, injuring two people and killing one.
The breeze is invigorating and waving its fists.
"Awesome! That's all I can say. What do you think, Old Black?"
Dahei nodded, "He is indeed better than me."
Feng He frowned and uttered two words, "Very strong."
Dongfang Qingzhu smiled sweetly, as if saying, he is indeed the man I like, he is so handsome.
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