Chapter 1122 (1/2)
Xianyang underground palace!
”Click, click, click!”
Bursts of ice breaking sound, more than 10 million people, slowly and rigidly moved up. The body keeps breaking away from the freezing of Yin evil spirit.
High in the sky, is from all over the world ancient family congratulation.
”Welcome the return of the Lord. Long live the Holy One!”
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The whole Xianyang underground palace presents a sense of recovery of all things.
At the entrance of the court hall, the ministers slowly moved their bodies and slowly woke up.
Buried in the copper coffin, the ink jade talisman floating in the air, Yan Chuan's eyes opened, in his eyes, burst out two 14 colors of light.
”Hoo!”
Yan Chuan stood up straight. Open your arms.
As soon as the arms are opened, the long sleeves of the broad Dragon Robe are unfolded. From a distance, it seems that there is a kind of King's spirit.
In the distance, the strong men who watched and attacked were horrified to see this scene, including Huyan Boyu, the first Laozi in the world. At the moment, when he saw Yan Chuan standing up in the distance, he was suddenly suffocated.
For five thousand years, although I have never seen Yan Chuan, the awe of Yan Chuan in the whole world makes Yan Chuan's image more and more high in everyone's heart.
The holy scroll array burned the Julu academy, and millions of scholars looked at Yan Chuan who stood up in the distance. Countless scholars shook their hands and suddenly felt unsteady.
”Yan and Yan Chuan are back?” Someone said in horror.
”I'm not afraid. We are the disciples of the holy land of Confucianism. We have the protection of the holy land of Confucianism.” Someone forced himself to cheer up.
”Before they're fully awake, quick, destroy them, quick!” Huyan Boyu suddenly responded and called to the immortals in the distance.
Among the immortals, most of them are still in fear. But a hundred fairies responded.
Almost at the same time as Huyan Boyu's call, the hundred immortals stepped up and once again fought toward the Chaotian hall.
In the void, a hundred golden palms, with the breath of destroying heaven and earth, went straight to Yan Chuan.
If five thousand years ago, Yan Chuan might have treated them seriously. But now, Yan Chuan didn't even look at the hundred immortals.
Five thousand years of deep sleep, 200 souls returned, quickly integrated by Yan Chuan.
The growth of the power of life is equivalent to a million years!
It's like sleeping for a million years and suddenly waking up.
Memory fusion, suddenly have a kind of very to vent the feeling of general.
Looking up to the sky, Yan Chuan roared up.
”Roar ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!”
A huge roar, from Yan Chuan upward, void a shake, a swing and swing out, straight to the sky and up.
After encountering the sound wave from Yan Chuan, all the gold palms of the hundred immortals collapsed and scattered. The hundred immortals were very close, and the sound waves entered the body in an instant.
The original panic of a hundred immortals suddenly changed into their own tremor.
”Hum!”
Hundred immortals high-frequency vibration, vibration, all seven orifices bleeding.
In the distance, other strong men looked at the seven orifices bleeding hundred immortals, one by one opened their mouths and showed a startled color.
”This, this is not true!” Huyan Boyu frightens way.
Only sound wave, let a hundred immortals move fear? bleed to death?
It seems that everything is not over. Under Yan Chuan's roar, one of the hundred immortals finally exploded.
”Boom
Blood spilled all over the sky, and the immortal was exploded by the sound wave.
”Boom ”Boom ”Boom ”Boom!”
One after another, a hundred immortals, all exploded and opened, filled with blood mist, with the sound wave soaring to the sky.
This scene, around the strong, I am afraid this life will not forget.
A hundred immortals, a huge roar, all exploded and opened.
Other immortals look at this scene, and even dare not to approach from afar. The end of the hundred immortals is too terrible.
Huyan Boyu is also extremely ugly.
Huyan Boyu has already flown in, as if waiting for Yan Chuan's roar to end, and then take a sneak attack. After all, at this moment, the sound wave shock can not be approached even if it is a sneak attack.
”Roar ～～～～～～～～～～～!”
The roar lasted for a long time.
Suddenly, Yan Chuan's whole body was full of black gas. In the black air, a huge black dragon could be seen. With Yan Chuan's roar, it was as lofty as the sky.
It was a huge shadow. It's like the condensation of the king's way of Yan Chuan.
This black dragon is as fierce as the golden dragon with eighteen claws. A black dragon with the most fierce and the most powerful.
”Ang!”
Trance, as if to hear the black dragon roar in general, although there is no sound, but there is a sense of cutting people's mind.
After another incense stick. Yan Chuan's roar stopped slowly.Yan Chuan took a long breath, and the black gas and black dragon all gathered into Yan Chuan's body.
”Five thousand years ago, I'm back at last!” Yan Chuan slowly closed his eyes and felt the reality.
After these two incense sticks, most of the people in the underground palace of Xianyang have recovered their consciousness.
”See the Lord, long live the Lord, long live!” Among the officials, Huo Guang drank loudly.
”See the Lord, long live the Lord, long live!” Wang Jian, Jin Dayu, Yifeng, Yin Hentian, Li Si, LV Buwei and other officials paid homage.
”Long live the Holy One, long live the Holy One ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!”
The last sound is the homage of the people who wake up in Xianyang underground palace. Millions of people drink it at the same time. It's powerful and powerful!
This moment is also the last chance for Huyan Boyu.
He poked out his palm and hit Yan Chuan.