Chapter 2442
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Many times, from a person's voice, we can see a certain personality trait, and the more powerful the person is, the more obvious this trait will be.
Indeed, at this time, the magnificent voice sounded on the void of the broken endless mountain. The will represented is majesty, hegemony and Imperial Majesty that makes the void laws fully submit to.
Only the emperor can understand the emperor better!
Therefore, when the domineering sound penetrated the sky, Zhao Yu felt a very familiar breath directly from this speech. This sense of familiarity came from the hot blood flowing in his body and the way of emperor inherited in one continuous line!
Inheritance is a very mysterious thing. Even if Zhao Yu has never seen the legendary founding emperor of the great Xia Dynasty, he can really feel the call from his relatives with his voice.
At the next breath, the blood in Zhao Yu's body suddenly began to boil violently. At the same time, his eyes watched the emperor Wei jinmang pouring down like a waterfall and wrapping the holy mountain of Tongtian. The voice continued to spread word by word:
"So you are here. Do you know that grandma has been watching a green lamp until she dies, waiting for you to come back."
Zhao Yu's words are intertwined with various emotions. For his founding majesty, who left a dazzling chapter in the history of the summer, he is extremely complex.
The complex emotions are curious, respectful, but unwilling.
In earlier years, before the young emperor could carry the whole summer on his shoulders, he did not agree with the former's sudden disappearance.
But now I also go up with a sword and want to break the darkness. Only then can I understand that behind this departure is the one imprisoned by fate.
"Fuck fate."
At the next breath, a not light but not heavy curse came out of Zhao Yu's mouth, which made the lava boast. An incredible color suddenly appeared in his eyes. He really didn't expect that the dignified and calm young emperor would say such vulgar words on weekdays.
Then the lava giant's eyes were bright, and the flames of doomsday burning in his eyes were even worse. He laughed and looked up to the sky with a high and tyrannical roar:
"Your Majesty is wise. It's his mother's destiny, his mother's chaotic death, and his mother's era disaster!"
The sound of lava boasting, with a roar of infinite pleasure, rolled out and burst.
Perhaps it was the roaring words that aroused the high fighting spirit in the hearts of the whole endless mountain creatures, making the monks who climbed up the mountain streamed, even faster, and their breath soared.
At the same time, at the peak of the mountains in the center of heaven and earth, another voice sounded directly:
"Heaven and earth, the town!"
This voice, which spread all over the void, was ethereal and had an incomparably mysterious feeling. If ordinary people heard it, it would be like an immortal caressing the top and instantly feel the avenue.
Then, on the second mountain among the four mountains, there is also a faint cyan breath extending out, turning into a streamer waterfall and pouring down.
Although the blue streamer waterfall is not as domineering as the golden emperor light before, it is soft and tenacious. After wrapping the mountain, it makes the latter stop shaking.
After a flash, the third peak, the third sound, came out and spread all over the nine days:
"Heaven and earth, town!"
This voice is old and extremely magnetic, just like the pleasant spring breeze when standing by the lake, but it is also like sad peach blossoms falling from the treetops. It is full of contradictions, but it does not seem contrary.
In other words, this voice, which is enveloped in the sky, can contain all that is happening in the world.
No matter good or evil, good or bad, you can find your own resonance in this voice.
In the next moment, when the words fell, milky streamers bathed down from the third holy mountain, like a big hand on heaven and earth, gently pressing on the trembling mountains.
Gentle and tough!
"Your Majesty, you are also a strong and peerless person. I think these strong people are the founders of the golden and black array of the holy mountain. Now the holy mountain that was badly hit has gradually stabilized. I don't know whether we can continue to suppress the waking chaotic dead mother?"
The next breath of lava boasted that the voice with the color of exploration fell, but I didn't hear Zhao Yu's response for a long time.
This made the lava boast and show the color of doubt. Just wanted to continue to ask, but looking at Zhao Yu standing in front of him, there was a strong and extreme horror on his face. Even the mountain and sea map in his hand trembled slightly.
At the next breath, Zhao Yu took a step forward subconsciously and sounded directly with an incredible voice:
"This voice, how is it possible, how is it possible, Liang Po!"
Zhao Yu said the word Liang Po very quickly. Then Liang Po, who was placing an ancient stone statue tower not far away, straightened up his burly body, and his face under his bald head was also full of horror. After a moment of coagulation, he finally answered:
"Your Majesty, I'm not sure!"
Liang Po's response fell. Zhao Yu tightly pursed his lips, and his extreme imperial power rose and shrank on his tall and straight body. At the same time, a deep color of thinking appeared in the young emperor's black eyes.
When Zhao Yu fell into the collision of thoughts, the endless mountain world, which was madly colliding between awakening and suppression, was still broken, belonging to the endless power of chaos and death, which shrouded over the dome like a dark cloud.
Then more and more source streamers came from all directions. After crossing the void, they already appeared on the hillside of the holy mountain.
But the faces of these creatures were not relaxed, but became colder and fiercer, because the expected fourth sound did not ring in their ears.
As we all know, together with dari Jinwu, there are four holy mountains that suppress chaos Sima!
These four holy mountains rely on each other to suppress the abyss of chaos, and on each holy mountain, there should be a strong one to suppress it.
"It doesn't feel good. We all know that the four Supreme masters work together to block the holy mountain, but when the chaotic dead mother wakes up, only three supreme masters fight to suppress the mountains, but the fourth is missing."
After the anxious voice fell down, one of the heavy maintenance workers who continued to climb the mountain crazily on the hillside thought about this place, his face became colder and colder, and an inquiry voice with a little fear came out:
"Dare you ask me, where has the fourth Supreme Master gone?"
Before the inquiry, there was a terrible noise like the collapse of the sky.
At the same time, the fourth mountain without the protection of supreme will appeared the first huge crack after a click!
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Many times, from a person's voice, we can see a certain personality trait, and the more powerful the person is, the more obvious this trait will be.
Indeed, at this time, the magnificent voice sounded on the void of the broken endless mountain. The will represented is majesty, hegemony and Imperial Majesty that makes the void laws fully submit to.
Only the emperor can understand the emperor better!
Therefore, when the domineering sound penetrated the sky, Zhao Yu felt a very familiar breath directly from this speech. This sense of familiarity came from the hot blood flowing in his body and the way of emperor inherited in one continuous line!
Inheritance is a very mysterious thing. Even if Zhao Yu has never seen the legendary founding emperor of the great Xia Dynasty, he can really feel the call from his relatives with his voice.
At the next breath, the blood in Zhao Yu's body suddenly began to boil violently. At the same time, his eyes watched the emperor Wei jinmang pouring down like a waterfall and wrapping the holy mountain of Tongtian. The voice continued to spread word by word:
"So you are here. Do you know that grandma has been watching a green lamp until she dies, waiting for you to come back."
Zhao Yu's words are intertwined with various emotions. For his founding majesty, who left a dazzling chapter in the history of the summer, he is extremely complex.
The complex emotions are curious, respectful, but unwilling.
In earlier years, before the young emperor could carry the whole summer on his shoulders, he did not agree with the former's sudden disappearance.
But now I also go up with a sword and want to break the darkness. Only then can I understand that behind this departure is the one imprisoned by fate.
"Fuck fate."
At the next breath, a not light but not heavy curse came out of Zhao Yu's mouth, which made the lava boast. An incredible color suddenly appeared in his eyes. He really didn't expect that the dignified and calm young emperor would say such vulgar words on weekdays.
Then the lava giant's eyes were bright, and the flames of doomsday burning in his eyes were even worse. He laughed and looked up to the sky with a high and tyrannical roar:
"Your Majesty is wise. It's his mother's destiny, his mother's chaotic death, and his mother's era disaster!"
The sound of lava boasting, with a roar of infinite pleasure, rolled out and burst.
Perhaps it was the roaring words that aroused the high fighting spirit in the hearts of the whole endless mountain creatures, making the monks who climbed up the mountain streamed, even faster, and their breath soared.
At the same time, at the peak of the mountains in the center of heaven and earth, another voice sounded directly:
"Heaven and earth, the town!"
This voice, which spread all over the void, was ethereal and had an incomparably mysterious feeling. If ordinary people heard it, it would be like an immortal caressing the top and instantly feel the avenue.
Then, on the second mountain among the four mountains, there is also a faint cyan breath extending out, turning into a streamer waterfall and pouring down.
Although the blue streamer waterfall is not as domineering as the golden emperor light before, it is soft and tenacious. After wrapping the mountain, it makes the latter stop shaking.
After a flash, the third peak, the third sound, came out and spread all over the nine days:
"Heaven and earth, town!"
This voice is old and extremely magnetic, just like the pleasant spring breeze when standing by the lake, but it is also like sad peach blossoms falling from the treetops. It is full of contradictions, but it does not seem contrary.
In other words, this voice, which is enveloped in the sky, can contain all that is happening in the world.
No matter good or evil, good or bad, you can find your own resonance in this voice.
In the next moment, when the words fell, milky streamers bathed down from the third holy mountain, like a big hand on heaven and earth, gently pressing on the trembling mountains.
Gentle and tough!
"Your Majesty, you are also a strong and peerless person. I think these strong people are the founders of the golden and black array of the holy mountain. Now the holy mountain that was badly hit has gradually stabilized. I don't know whether we can continue to suppress the waking chaotic dead mother?"
The next breath of lava boasted that the voice with the color of exploration fell, but I didn't hear Zhao Yu's response for a long time.
This made the lava boast and show the color of doubt. Just wanted to continue to ask, but looking at Zhao Yu standing in front of him, there was a strong and extreme horror on his face. Even the mountain and sea map in his hand trembled slightly.
At the next breath, Zhao Yu took a step forward subconsciously and sounded directly with an incredible voice:
"This voice, how is it possible, how is it possible, Liang Po!"
Zhao Yu said the word Liang Po very quickly. Then Liang Po, who was placing an ancient stone statue tower not far away, straightened up his burly body, and his face under his bald head was also full of horror. After a moment of coagulation, he finally answered:
"Your Majesty, I'm not sure!"
Liang Po's response fell. Zhao Yu tightly pursed his lips, and his extreme imperial power rose and shrank on his tall and straight body. At the same time, a deep color of thinking appeared in the young emperor's black eyes.
When Zhao Yu fell into the collision of thoughts, the endless mountain world, which was madly colliding between awakening and suppression, was still broken, belonging to the endless power of chaos and death, which shrouded over the dome like a dark cloud.
Then more and more source streamers came from all directions. After crossing the void, they already appeared on the hillside of the holy mountain.
But the faces of these creatures were not relaxed, but became colder and fiercer, because the expected fourth sound did not ring in their ears.
As we all know, together with dari Jinwu, there are four holy mountains that suppress chaos Sima!
These four holy mountains rely on each other to suppress the abyss of chaos, and on each holy mountain, there should be a strong one to suppress it.
"It doesn't feel good. We all know that the four Supreme masters work together to block the holy mountain, but when the chaotic dead mother wakes up, only three supreme masters fight to suppress the mountains, but the fourth is missing."
After the anxious voice fell down, one of the heavy maintenance workers who continued to climb the mountain crazily on the hillside thought about this place, his face became colder and colder, and an inquiry voice with a little fear came out:
"Dare you ask me, where has the fourth Supreme Master gone?"
Before the inquiry, there was a terrible noise like the collapse of the sky.
At the same time, the fourth mountain without the protection of supreme will appeared the first huge crack after a click!
You can read the novel online free at novelhall. com
Many times, from a person's voice, we can see a certain personality trait, and the more powerful the person is, the more obvious this trait will be.Indeed, at this time, the magnificent voice sounded on the void of the broken endless mountain. The will represented is majesty, hegemony and Imperial Majesty that makes the void laws fully submit to.Only the emperor can understand the emperor better!Therefore, when the domineering sound penetrated the sky, Zhao Yu felt a very familiar breath directly from this speech. This sense of familiarity came from the hot blood flowing in his body and the way of emperor inherited in one continuous line!Inheritance is a very mysterious thing. Even if Zhao Yu has never seen the legendary founding emperor of the great Xia Dynasty, he can really feel the call from his relatives with his voice.At the next breath, the blood in Zhao Yu's body suddenly began to boil violently. At the same time, his eyes watched the emperor Wei jinmang pouring down like a waterfall and wrapping the holy mountain of Tongtian. The voice continued to spread word by word:"So you are here. Do you know that grandma has been watching a green lamp until she dies, waiting for you to come back."Zhao Yu's words are intertwined with various emotions. For his founding majesty, who left a dazzling chapter in the history of the summer, he is extremely complex.The complex emotions are curious, respectful, but unwilling.In earlier years, before the young emperor could carry the whole summer on his shoulders, he did not agree with the former's sudden disappearance.But now I also go up with a sword and want to break the darkness. Only then can I understand that behind this departure is the one imprisoned by fate."Fuck fate."At the next breath, a not light but not heavy curse came out of Zhao Yu's mouth, which made the lava boast. An incredible color suddenly appeared in his eyes. He really didn't expect that the dignified and calm young emperor would say such vulgar words on weekdays.Then the lava giant's eyes were bright, and the flames of doomsday burning in his eyes were even worse. He laughed and looked up to the sky with a high and tyrannical roar:"Your Majesty is wise. It's his mother's destiny, his mother's chaotic death, and his mother's era disaster!"The sound of lava boasting, with a roar of infinite pleasure, rolled out and burst.Perhaps it was the roaring words that aroused the high fighting spirit in the hearts of the whole endless mountain creatures, making the monks who climbed up the mountain streamed, even faster, and their breath soared.At the same time, at the peak of the mountains in the center of heaven and earth, another voice sounded directly:"Heaven and earth, the town!"This voice, which spread all over the void, was ethereal and had an incomparably mysterious feeling. If ordinary people heard it, it would be like an immortal caressing the top and instantly feel the avenue.Then, on the second mountain among the four mountains, there is also a faint cyan breath extending out, turning into a streamer waterfall and pouring down.Although the blue streamer waterfall is not as domineering as the golden emperor light before, it is soft and tenacious. After wrapping the mountain, it makes the latter stop shaking.After a flash, the third peak, the third sound, came out and spread all over the nine days:"Heaven and earth, town!"This voice is old and extremely magnetic, just like the pleasant spring breeze when standing by the lake, but it is also like sad peach blossoms falling from the treetops. It is full of contradictions, but it does not seem contrary.In other words, this voice, which is enveloped in the sky, can contain all that is happening in the world.No matter good or evil, good or bad, you can find your own resonance in this voice.In the next moment, when the words fell, milky streamers bathed down from the third holy mountain, like a big hand on heaven and earth, gently pressing on the trembling mountains.Gentle and tough!"Your Majesty, you are also a strong and peerless person. I think these strong people are the founders of the golden and black array of the holy mountain. Now the holy mountain that was badly hit has gradually stabilized. I don't know whether we can continue to suppress the waking chaotic dead mother?"The next breath of lava boasted that the voice with the color of exploration fell, but I didn't hear Zhao Yu's response for a long time.This made the lava boast and show the color of doubt. Just wanted to continue to ask, but looking at Zhao Yu standing in front of him, there was a strong and extreme horror on his face. Even the mountain and sea map in his hand trembled slightly.At the next breath, Zhao Yu took a step forward subconsciously and sounded directly with an incredible voice:"This voice, how is it possible, how is it possible, Liang Po!"Zhao Yu said the word Liang Po very quickly. Then Liang Po, who was placing an ancient stone statue tower not far away, straightened up his burly body, and his face under his bald head was also full of horror. After a moment of coagulation, he finally answered:"Your Majesty, I'm not sure!"Liang Po's response fell. Zhao Yu tightly pursed his lips, and his extreme imperial power rose and shrank on his tall and straight body. At the same time, a deep color of thinking appeared in the young emperor's black eyes.When Zhao Yu fell into the collision of thoughts, the endless mountain world, which was madly colliding between awakening and suppression, was still broken, belonging to the endless power of chaos and death, which shrouded over the dome like a dark cloud.Then more and more source streamers came from all directions. After crossing the void, they already appeared on the hillside of the holy mountain.But the faces of these creatures were not relaxed, but became colder and fiercer, because the expected fourth sound did not ring in their ears.As we all know, together with dari Jinwu, there are four holy mountains that suppress chaos Sima!These four holy mountains rely on each other to suppress the abyss of chaos, and on each holy mountain, there should be a strong one to suppress it."It doesn't feel good. We all know that the four Supreme masters work together to block the holy mountain, but when the chaotic dead mother wakes up, only three supreme masters fight to suppress the mountains, but the fourth is missing."After the anxious voice fell down, one of the heavy maintenance workers who continued to climb the mountain crazily on the hillside thought about this place, his face became colder and colder, and an inquiry voice with a little fear came out:"Dare you ask me, where has the fourth Supreme Master gone?"Before the inquiry, there was a terrible noise like the collapse of the sky.At the same time, the fourth mountain without the protection of supreme will appeared the first huge crack after a click!You can read the novel online free at novelhall. com
