At this moment, in the palace, the phantom of the thick earth Chen Long blasted out with one blow, each blow was the terrifying power accumulated over thousands of years.

Expelling it with one claw, the afterimage alone made King Ping feel overwhelmed!

When the dragon breath came out, King Ping knew he was dead!

"The afterimage can spit out dragon's breath. You go to such great lengths to kill me. Okay! Okay!"

He laughed like crazy.

This fight is actually unfair.

He spent a lot of energy to get all the blessings in the palace to go to other places, and then he got a chance to have a fair fight on the surface.

As for Emperor Xia, it would be enough to surpass him in one area.

The dragon-headed staff pressed hard!

This scene is exactly the same as before Lin Shuying was reborn.

There is no suspense in the battle. The dragon's head falls, which is the fall of the endless principles!

At this time, King Ping burst out with unprecedented power. He struggled wildly, and then struck out the most brilliant blow in a self-destructive manner!

The sky is pierced!

A little bit of blood was scattered, and every drop was shining with golden light.

It is so dazzling that you can even vaguely see the charm of a small dragon's power in every drop!

At the same time, another head was thrown away.

King Ping is dead.

After planning for a long time, he died like this.

It was crisp and neat, completely within Emperor Xia's expectations.

Emperor Xia took two deep breaths and looked at the hideous scars on his chest, with little golden blood spilling out.

…

Seeing this scene, Ye Yong finally walked out of the void.

"I finally found an opportunity. The Taoism is recovering, and it is possible to speculate on the dragon position. Emperor Yan's method is well-deserved!"

He chuckled.

"Although Northern Hungary is also hateful, how can it be that you two are hateful?"

"They cooperated with me, passed me the news, and indeed they launched an army."

Emperor Xia was stunned: "Are you being used by the Northern Hungarians?!"

"Whether I use him or cooperate with him, I can kill you two, it doesn't matter."

If Lin Shuying were here, he would realize that the history of Daxia is about to change again!

Ye Yong is the variable!

He looked at the dragon chair in the Hall of Supreme Harmony and moved forward step by step.

He didn't care about Emperor Xia and just walked like this.

As he walked, he waved casually.

The sky is getting dark!

This is his domain, the domain of eternal night!

At this moment, the entire palace is within his domain, and he will be the master here!

Emperor Xia was stunned.

Ye Yong's appearance really exceeded his expectations!

With a move of coercion, Houtu Chenlong's meaning unfolded and he wanted to form a domain!

But under the eternal night, his domain was suppressed and could not be expanded at all!

It breaks instantly at the slightest movement!

The next moment he turned around and was about to leave, his body moved and at the same time he moved his hand towards the southwest!

He wants to recall the array eye thing!

"Stay!" Ye Yong said softly and pointed his finger.

Emperor Xia's body froze instantly!

The pressure in this field is actually terrifying to this extent!

He felt a pain in his chest. The blow that King Ping gave him before he died still caused serious damage to him!

Moreover, he was targeted!

Never thought that a mantis stalking a cicada would be followed by an oriole!

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill me?"

He asked sternly, trying to give himself a chance to survive.

At this time, it has been seen that Ye Yong's strength is extraordinary!

In Daxia Daoze's recovery, he is probably just a little closer to becoming a saint!

Moreover, if he dares to come, he must have some tricks up his sleeve!

"What consequences?"

Ye Yong had a good time, sitting on the dragon chair, smiling playfully.

"The death of two sub-saints in one day in Daxia will definitely cause shock! Now foreigners are watching with eager eyes."

"No, we only lost one person." Ye Yong looked towards the distant sky, "The Tao has revived. Someone has already stepped into the semi-sage, which is equivalent to taking your place, so your death is insignificant."

As for Prince Ping, he would have died.

"I am the only one who can control this palace formation. The method has only been passed down to one person for generations."

"If I die and my legacy is lost, and the palace no longer has the protection, Daxia will be taken advantage of and destroyed from within!"

There are too many secrets in the palace, as well as a giant teleportation array that spans several states.

Under the ground are dragon veins, dragon energy gathered over endless years.

Obtaining the imperial palace almost means controlling the lifeblood of Daxia!

Ye Yong tilted his head: "Speaking of which, what does Daxia have to do with me? If it destroys the country, so what?"

"You...! You pretend to be a Daxia person!" Emperor Xia shouted angrily.

"Am I pretending to be a Daxia person?" Ye Yong laughed, extremely exaggerated, "It's you who won't let me be a Daxia person!"

He stood up from the dragon chair and looked at Emperor Xia as if he were looking at a dead person.

…

On the other side, Huang'an City.

The battle was almost one-sided, with two Asiatic Saints plus Gu Hailin and a peak Human Emperor, even an army from Northern Hungary seemed powerless!

The main reason is that the sub-sage was completely suppressed.

He has been mastered so thoroughly that even the old beggar can detect what he is going to do next in the battle!

The physical fists were blasted out, hitting one place after another!

Every blow is just right, there is no way to avoid it, there is no way to dodge it, and under hard resistance, every punch is aimed specifically at the wound of the avenue!

The Ya Sheng behind the eldest princess also feels very happy!

The feeling of crushing an opponent of the same level is so comfortable!

Moreover, Chen Jun not only gave him information, but also taught him all the methods of this Northern Hungarian sage.

This sincerity was what Chen Jun showed in the first place.

The sub-sage was overjoyed to be verified at this time, it was a quasi-emperor's method!

How many quasi-emperor methods are there in the imperial palace?

Among the seven sects, how many sects are there in total? How many sects are there in the whole of Daxia?

The trident in his hand struck sideways, and together with the old beggar, almost all positions were sealed.

Continuous bombardment, step by step, even the last counterattack of the Northern Hungarian Saint was completely planned!

"Die in peace."

"Hahahaha, so what if I die? Daxia will still be destroyed!"

At the last moment of his life, this northern Hungarian saint was already crazy.

"So what if I die?!"
To be continued...