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Text Chapter 92: The Death of Emperor Yuan Ding

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    Inside and outside the collapsed temple, a fire was burning, and the flames rose several feet high.

    The invisible air mechanism spread down, immediately pressing the rising fireworks towards the ground, and then swept them in all directions like a sea tide.

    The flames exploded in groups, and the sky was full of flying flames.

    All the people on the scene are masters, and the weakest ones also have pulse-opening progressions, so naturally they don't pay attention to mere flames.

    But these Martial Artisans and even Liansheng, Ma Maocai Lianxin, Feng Xiaoxiao Jiugong, Jiang Tiexin and other marrow washing masters all looked horrified and their bodies trembled.

    A majestic momentum made it hard for them to breathe. The air seemed to freeze and squeezed towards them. Even a slight movement of the body required a lot of effort.

    They have seen too many bizarre things tonight!

    I also met incredible masters that I didn't even dare to think about before.

    But at this moment, they still feel panic, and the mere loss of aura makes it difficult for them to move, so how terrible is the comer?

    At the same time, a burst of frustration is inevitable in my heart.

    Opening the veins and washing the marrow are rare masters in the world, but in this palace battlefield, they have been reduced to insignificant roles, and even the slightest carelessness at the top of the first rank will lead to defeat and death.

    Heaven and earth are so far away?

    Lingyang, Faming, Yuan Dingdi, Fang Datong, Yang Zun and other first-rank masters emerged layers of energy from their bodies, resisting the invisible force falling from the sky, and there was a wave of surprise in their eyes.

    Only the Lord of the Corpse Grove, the monk with the scarlet head, and the lame Taoist stood still, looking into the air, their eyes flickering, full of deep doubts and longing.

    Under the starlight and moonlight, the man came with a strong wind, and when he got close to the temple, his figure suddenly paused and slowly floated down.

    There also seemed to be a hazy light on the face of the man, which intersected with the moonlight, making it hard to see clearly. Only a plain sentence floated out: "I heard the noise here from a long distance, and the three of you have lived for six hundred years.  The old monster is really interesting!"

    Hearing this fairly familiar voice, everyone in the Daohui was shocked, and Fang Datong blurted out: "Brother Wang!"

    Pei Yuan's feet landed on the ground, his aura gradually subsided, and the radiance on his face dissipated.

    "Yan Luowang!" Jiugong, Jiang Tiexin, Bai Zhen'er and others looked at each other. The appearance of "Wang Yongnian" has been spread all over the world with the reward offered by the imperial court. In addition, his battle with Cao Zhengxiong caused a sensation in the world.  There are few unrecognizable ones.

    "Yan Luowang? Is it the legacy of the former Xia royal family?" Lingyang's eyes were clear, and he stared at Pei Yuan.

    This is a secret technique of the Qingniu Palace 'Wuwu Tong', which can detect other people's cultivation, but when he operates the method, he can't find anything. He only feels that the other party is a whole body, and the energy and the heaven and the earth are in harmony. It has reached an unimaginable level  situation.

    Of the three tops in the world, Lingyang is the youngest, and even now he is only thirty-five years old, so he is also considered to be the most talented person in the past hundred years.

    Until King Yama was born!

    King Yan Luo was much younger than him, and he defeated the Sword Master Cao Zhengxiong in one shot.

    Many warriors believed that Yama's aptitude far surpassed that of Lingyang, even if it was a contest of martial arts, Lingyang might not be able to win.

    Originally, Lingyang laughed when he heard it. He almost reached the end of the first rank. Except for the first rank, there is no one in the world, and nothing is worth his time.

    However, now that he really saw the rumored King Yama, Lingyang suddenly realized that the other party's cultivation might have reached the level he dreamed of.

    Lingyang couldn't stop being surprised, while Lianxin was completely terrified.

    When they met for the first time, the other party was just a brother to her, but at the second meeting, the other party was already able to compete with Yang Zun and the Lord of the Underworld. Not long after, she heard the news that the other party had captured Cao Zhengxiong.

    Now, the feeling that the other party gave her is beyond mere unfathomable and indescribable. When seeing him, it is as if she is looking at the sky above her head, which is generally out of reach.

    Pei Yuan looked around the audience, landed on the skinny monk, and suddenly smiled: "Old monk, we meet again. I didn't expect you to be so ugly, but you have a good background."

    "Amitabha!" The scarlet-headed monk chanted the Buddha's name, with an honest smile on his face: "The body is just a stinky skin, and beauty and ugliness are fleeting.  Change it up, and then talk to the benefactor."

    While speaking, the scarlet-headed monk's body was "crackling" non-stop, and the flesh and bones on his face were also shattered.??

    No matter how many accidents happened tonight, their goal is to kill the emperor after all.

    "Master?!" Lian Xin, Feng Xiaoxiao, Qiu Hongshan and other members of the Baiyang Congregation were also taken aback. They looked at Pei Yuan in horror and retreated, but they had no intention of revenge.

    Whoosh!

    Pei Yuan raised his toe, and a stone was as fast as a flying star. It rubbed violently with the air in mid-air, and knocked out a long firework, piercing the chest of a fleeing Baiyang cult member like a cannonball.

    This Baiyang sect member was also a master who was close to the master, but he fell to the sky and died without even wailing.

    Pei Yuan said: "No one can leave, whoever leaves will die!"

    "Hey!" The Lord of the Corpse Lin's figure flashed with lightning, his body was as huge as a demon god, and his arms were as thick as a giant python. He directly grabbed another escaped warrior in his hand, and after a few kneading, it turned into a mass of flesh and blood.  .

    "That's right! The god hasn't spoken yet, who dares to leave?"

    In an instant, all the warriors at the scene were silent, and they all looked at Pei Yuan, the Lord of the Corpse Forest, the lame Taoist, and the scarlet monk.

    Everyone knows that their lives are in the hands of these four bewitched beings.

    "Long live!" Yang Zun let out a stern roar of grief, his eyes were red, and his whole body was pumping with true energy, like an enraged dragon crashing into Pei Yuan.  </div&gt
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