Chapter 3522 Dixian shot!

"Look, that is His Majesty Human Emperor, and I have a chance to meet your Majesty in this life!"

In Taojing City, ordinary people, warriors, and immortal cultivators raised their heads and looked up at the black figure above the palace. The cultivators had amazing eyesight and could easily see the situation within 10,000 meters. Ordinary people could only see two black dots.

Human Sovereign, the peerless master in the dynasty, is the powerhouse of Yihuashen Consummation!

Only one step away from the fairy.

Renhuang Jian's eyebrows were condensed, and behind his holding hand, a golden illusory dragon shadow condensed above his head, entrenched above it, and uttered a majestic dragon chant.

"Who are you, dare to break into the palace and provoke me, aren't you afraid of death?" The Emperor looked at Zhuo Bufan and asked with a frown.

In the world, there are very few strong people with such strength, but the emperor does not know you Zhuo Bufan.

"I am the third young master and Qin Tong of the Qin Mansion in Langya City." Zhuo Bufan said: "Your Majesty’s 17th princes arrested my two brothers and abolished their dantians. I came to the imperial court to ask the emperor for an explanation. By the way, I want two'Recast Golden Pills'.

Recast Golden Core!

The world's number one elixir, the entire Xia world can't find three pills, two of which are in the palace. After eating this elixir, it can allow practitioners to reconsolidate their dantians, cultivate their strength at a rapid pace, and restore their previous strength.

"Jing'er?" The Emperor frowned.

For the favorite seventeen princes, the emperor naturally knows what virtue he is, and he is usually arrogant and domineering, but as the son of the emperor, he is well-loved, talented and intelligent, and he does have dull capital.

"This is his head!" Zhuo Bufan then threw out the head of the Seventeenth Prince.

"You killed Jing'er?" There was a chill in the eyes of the emperor.

It's not that the seventeenth prince feels distressed. As a human emperor, he has reached the level of transformation and has a long life span. Moreover, there are many princes and princes, even if they are favored.

Even the prince and princess are dead, but the other emperor is still alive.

But Zhuo Bufan was undoubtedly despising him and despising the Xia imperial dynasty.

Below the imperial palace, the Lord Zhenguo and the beautiful woman in palace dress stood together. They both saw the heads of the seventeenth prince, and their pupils shrank suddenly.

"Jing'er!" The beautiful woman in the palace costume had red eyes and kept tears.

"Jing'er is dead." Zhen Guogong sighed.

"He takes the blame for himself, and the emperor took out the recast golden core. I will not embarrass you." Zhuo Bufan said.

"Huh!" The Emperor said angrily: "Fight against the dynasty, kill my prince, and ask me to recast the golden core. Are you really the sword immortal invincible?"

As soon as the voice fell, the human emperor's mana surged, pure and vast, and transformed into a golden dragon, with a length of a hundred feet, dragon scales and dragon claws like the essence, shining golden light.

‘Yin’

The golden dragon let out an angry roar, wandering around the dragon's body, waved the golden dragon claws under his belly, and grabbed Zhuo Bufan.

The huge dragon claw seemed to be able to crush Zhuo Bufan easily.

Rumor has it that the emperor has cultivated a peerless technique called "Eight Dragons". After reaching the state of transforming the gods, he will become a real dragon, invincible!

Zhuo Bufan is now at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, and he is only one step away from the transformation of the gods. Although there is no emperor's strong mana, he condenses the sword-shaped Nascent, the mana is pure and sharp, and the sword is the first to kill!

"Flying sword!"

Shoo...

The seven flying swords turned into a sword formation, besieging the golden dragon, and the sharp sword energy cut the golden dragon's body, making the sound of golden and iron symphony!

"How is it possible?" The Emperor's face changed slightly.

The scaled armor of the golden dragon was swept by the sword energy, leaving a trail of broken traces. You must know that Zhuo Bufan is far from him!

"You have also mastered the level of the'Daoxin Realm'? Otherwise, swordsmanship could not be so strong." The Emperor frowned.

In the world of the Xia clan, the resources, magic weapons, and techniques for cultivation are very weak. A large number of practitioners cultivate and study their state of mind. Like in the Taiyi Universe, a realm master has not mastered the level of the'Daoxin Realm', but in Xia Clan world, generalized **** realm can master the Dao Heart Realm.

Zhuo Bufan has practiced in the world of the Xia clan for a hundred years, coupled with the avatar in the Dao Pagoda through the ‘thousand times the flow rate difference’, the extreme realm has long been completed, and can even hit the next realm of ‘the unity of knowledge and action’.

The entire Star Alliance!

Only the leader Jiang Chen has reached the state of ‘the unity of knowledge and action’.

"kill!"

Zhuo Bufan snorted softly, and thousands of sharp sword lights gathered together, blasted and smashed the golden dragon, penetrating the golden dragon's body.

The golden dragon uttered a painful ‘dragon chant’, bursts of golden light on his body, shining on the heaven and the earth, completely collapsed, turning into countless golden spots, dissipating the heaven and the earth.

"Sadly misty sword, flowers blooming!"

Zhuo Bufan controlled the Flying Sword and differentiated into countless light and shadow swords.

Between the sky and the earth, there are fine raindrops. Each raindrop seems soft, but it is extremely sharp. It cuts the space easily, leaving a faint black mark.

The Emperor's eyes rounded, with an incredible expression, "The sword breaks through the void, how is it possible, only the earth fairy can break through the void!"

The sword formation covers the emperor!

This is still Zhuo Bufan's simplification of the reincarnation-level sword formation without using the mystery, but even so, it is not something Human Sovereign can stop.

If you want to tell the victory or defeat quickly, you can only use the ‘Sword of Desolation, Smoke and Rain’.

Palace, in a loft.

The white-robed old man still looked at the chessboard and drank tea quietly, but when the sadly misty sword was displayed, the old man raised his head and looked to the sky, "This is no longer the swordsmanship of the world!"

The Emperor was enveloped in the sword formation, with countless sword lights wafting.

No matter how the Emperor Human resisted, there were still red wounds on his body, and his figure was in a panic.

Tao Jingcheng, the imperial palace, and countless people were shocked, and the emperor could not stop this sword fairy?

"Boy, please be forgiving and forgiving!" Suddenly, a faint voice came out, the voice was not loud, but it fell in the ears of tens of thousands of ordinary people, but it was very clear.

Moreover, after this voice appeared, Marshal Tianhe and many other practitioners changed their expressions. This was the voice of the Supreme Emperor. It was rumored that the Supreme Emperor had already achieved a real immortal fruit, but he unexpectedly shocked his old man.

In the world, there are only five immortals, one of the three immortal gates, one in the palace, and one of the demons.

In the sky, a palm print that looked like a white jade fell gently. Wherever it passed, layers of space cracked, leaving twisted black traces.

Zhuo Bufan also felt a slight threat, after all, he was still Yuan Ying Dzogchen now, and the gap between him and Earth Immortal was still quite large.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan flew a thirteen-inch penetrating sword above his head!

"This is his Nascent Soul? It's actually a sword?" The Emperor was shocked.

There are many practitioners in the world, and there are hundreds of thousands of Yuan Ying. I have never heard of anyone who cultivated a sword-shaped Yuan Ying.

The sword-shaped Nascent Soul merged into the flying sword and blasted directly towards the white jade-like palm. The two impacted, the world changed color, and thunder sounded, and the air waves visible to the naked eye swept all directions, and the palace was affected. Keep falling...

"Huh? Blocked it?" The old man in the attic frowned, "Sword-shaped Nascent Infant, unseen, unheard of!"

"Jian'er, give him the recast golden core." The old man communicated to the emperor.