Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

"Strong demeanor?" Ye Lan sneered: "What is that? Can it be eaten?"

Teasing a group of saints who came from powerful backgrounds like this gave her a rare relief.

Therefore, she did not intend to let these saints escape so easily.

At the very least, let her have some lip service.

But what to do.

Yelan became playful, but Su Xunge was not used to her.

A pair of cold eyes glanced at her, conveying his dissatisfaction quietly.

Ye Lan's originally excited face suddenly became less interested.

"Understood, late will change, right!" Ye Lan sighed softly.

Then he paused, returning to the deep and cold look of the Dragon Emperor, and said towards the place where the Seven Saints stopped not far away: "But I am not a devil, since you have shown your sincerity, then I will let you go." It’s not impossible to have a way out.”

Qisheng was immediately overjoyed, and even thought of turning around and running away.

But Ye Lan's voice did not stop: "It's just that some of you dare to provoke the emperor, which makes it difficult for me."

"I have never been so contemptuous in my life. If I don't kill him, my heart will not be at ease. I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any progress in this life."

Ye Lan said slowly, without the slightest wave in her voice, but everyone heard the strong killing intent in her words.

Dao heart is uneasy, this is a false proposition, no one knows the truth or falsehood.

But now that Ye Lan has brought it up, Qi Sheng cannot help questioning it.

Even if it was fake, they could only admit it by pinching their noses.

The contradiction was once again kicked by Ye Lan on Saint Huangyang.

now.

The purpose of her and Su Xunge is very clear, others can leave, but Huang Yang from the Great Desolate Dynasty must stay here today.

At this time, Huang Yang's expression was very unnatural.

To him, it seemed that he was already in the pocket of the dragon demon.

"Fellow daoists, don't listen to his gossip to confuse the crowd. His plan to divide us here seems to divide us, so we can defeat each of us!"

"We have a deep friendship, and we should advance and retreat together to protect ourselves!"

Huang Yang refuted in horror, but everyone could tell that he lacked confidence.

The scene fell silent for a while.

No one dared to move lightly, nor did they dare to say anything to help.

Su Xunge saw that the heat was almost ready, so he didn't dare to procrastinate, and gave Ye Lan a ghostly wink.

Ye Lan understood.

next moment.

In the depths of the blood mist, there was a roaring noise: "If you don't leave now, when will you wait? Do you really plan to be buried with this idiot!"

See the picture poorly.

Ye Lan began to drive away the Six Sages who were watching, so that he could attack Huang Yang.

Amidst the sound waves, the demon's aura filled them, making them almost suffocate.

now.

Where would anyone care about the friendship in the past, saving one's own life has become the consensus of everyone.

Unable to explain, one person couldn't bear the power exuded by Yelan, turned around and dragged his juniors, and ran away in the direction they came from.

When the others saw this, they followed closely behind and fled, fearing that the dragon monster lurking in the dark would turn back on what it said.

The original fighting spirit was rekindled, and the mighty saint alliance collapsed again in an instant.

When Huang Yang saw this scene, his blood surged up immediately, and he almost fell to the ground.

Han Feng, who was prostrate on the ground, was so terrified that he was almost speechless when he saw the crowd scattered like birds and beasts. He begged Huang Yang with a trembling throat, "Old Ancestor, let's run away too!"

"Escape? If they can escape, where can we escape!"

The sage Huangyang choked up speechless, knowing that the situation was over.

He could feel that in the shadow of the blood mist, there was a ferocious monster that was constantly approaching him.

It has nothing to do with vision or spiritual knowledge, it is an instinctive feeling in the face of a deadly threat.

The target of the monster dragon is really only himself.

"How could this be! I'm not reconciled!" He said hysterically, his eyes full of madness of collapse.

I think he is the emperor of a dynasty, with a status above hundreds of millions of people.

Today, he will be buried in Longkou.

How desolate it is.

"Even if it is death, I will bite off a piece of your flesh!" As the fear reached the limit, an unprecedented courage of vitality made his whole body boil.

The rabbit would bite someone when it was in a hurry, let alone a monk who was so powerful that he was conceited.

After thinking about it, Huang Yang resolutely cut his wrist.

A fountain of bright red blood gushed out like a clear spring.

It happened to be drenched on the simple and unsophisticated Great Desolate War Halberd exuding a wild atmosphere.

Buzz!

The bloodline inherited from the great emperor is calling for the awakening of the true spirit of the emperor's soldiers to protect his heirs in distress.

The savage aura instantly stirred up a monstrous wave, which rose thousands of miles into the sky and reached the starry sky of the universe.

The sky trembled, and the yin and yang paled.

The blood mist that had condensed for countless years and never dissipated, unexpectedly began to gather towards the periphery under the strong killing intent of the war halberd.

"Let's do it, it's time!" Su Xunge's eyes were cold, looking at Huang Yang, who was fighting to the death, like looking at a dead person.

It is inevitable to revive the emperor's soldiers, and he is ready for the ultimate battle.

Although the Great Wilderness War Halberd was formidably powerful, he did not dare to approach it.

But he also has a powerful emperor's weapon, and it is controlled by Ye Lan, a demon soul who is infinitely close to the quasi-emperor's strength, which is far from what Huang Yang can match.

"Ow~"

The boundless dragon chant erupted from the mist of the magic mist.

The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda instantly transformed into a thousand-foot black dragon.

The horns of the head are tall and the scales are cold.

The huge body is lifelike, as if the real dragon is alive.

"This pagoda is really extraordinary!" Ye Lan, as the emissary who controls the black gold pagoda with dragon patterns at the moment, is also amazed at the power of the black dragon.

Although the Taoism of practice is different, after all, where the realm is, she can see the potential of the Dragon Mark Black Gold Pagoda.

Without further ado.

Her goal is directed at the wild war halberd that has been fully recovered, floating on the sky, looking at the wilderness and the world, and unleashing its powerful aura to its fullest.

"Things without a master dare to be presumptuous, so let me teach you a lesson!" Chichi laughed strangely, and Ye Lan stepped on the dragon's head, like a retrograde demon, rising up against the sky.

And the other side.

Su Xunge was not idle either.

Ye Lan needs to drive the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda to defeat and suppress the Great Wilderness War Halberd.

On the ground, there are still two people who need him to deal with.

But seeing Su Xunge stepping out from the Yiyue chariot, like a sharp sword, it vibrated and pierced through the air.

In addition to the sound of dragon chant, there was more sound of shells exploding around.

The Yiyue chariot kept shaking, and it felt as if it had been hit hard by Su Xunge's random kick.

Looking at Su Xunge's back, Long Zhi showed horror. Su Xunge's strength was many times stronger than when he suppressed her.

now.

If she fought again in a different place, she might not be able to hold out for even one round, and she would fall.