Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 1602. Chapter 1602

The Shendao League, the most powerful force in Kunlun today, has gathered all the three holy places of the human race, the corpse race, the ghost race, and the gods.

The Three Saints, Xing Jue of the Corpse Clan, Xie Zixuan of the Ghost Clan, and the direct disciples of the great kings of Emperor Wudi, many outstanding, brilliant and shining, each can be alone in the golden age.

But the brilliance of these people was concealed by one person in the Shendao League. There is no doubt that that person is the emperor.

In the golden age, he was the first leader to become an emperor. Among the nine thousand steps, nine thousand steps, and thousands of visions, he was the strongest.

The appearance of the Shinto League at this moment was not only unexpected but also reasonable.

Logically, if the magic sword does not show up, the Shinto League will never appear. But the sudden appearance of the Ice Sculpture Throne forced the Shendao League to appear in advance. If it does not appear, this throne will be captured by the people in the devil world.

The gift order that rained down fell, glowing with divine light, bright and dazzling.

The warships of the Shinto League, one by one in the sky, flew towards the Burial Longgang. Each battleship is covered with divine light, and there are loud sacred sounds constantly sung in all directions, giving people the feeling of sacred and solemn.

Gathering the elites of the Protoss, Ghosts, Zombies, and Humans, the battleship dispatched by the Shinto League this time is unparalleled.

Many forces in the Demon Temple avoided their edge and gave up on continuing to entangle the original Kunlun Realm leader. Gathered at the back of the great high priests, the monstrous magic flame, undulating, blocking the invasion of divine light.

On an inconspicuous mountain slope in the distance, two figures suddenly fell. If Xiao Chen was there, they would be no stranger to them.

One male and one female, the female is Yao Manlan, the succubus palace, and the male is Chu Chaoyun, a descendant of the Tianwu dynasty. The two looked at the appearance of the Shendao League thoughtfully.

“Chu Chaoyun, what is the origin of this ice sculpture, actually forced the Shendao League out in advance.” Yao Manlan frowned and said.

Chu Chaoyun was thoughtful, as if he wanted to see through the ice sculpture, but the ice sculpture had no breath of life. Except for the pervasive sword power, all kinds of perceptions can’t penetrate.

After a while, Chu Chaoyun said in a deep voice: “Eight out of ten, it is really the golden emperor at the peak of martial arts. The peak of martial arts is an era that is more magnificent than our current golden age. The king of that era. It is completely comparable to the current supreme, a complete emperor body is of high value.”

“If you remember correctly, there used to be an auction where tens of millions of essence stones were sold for just a hand bone of the ancient emperor. Think about the value of a complete golden emperor body. .”

Yao Manlan was a little surprised when he heard this: “Really has such a great value?”

“Hehe, there are some values, and all kinds of resources can’t be constant. If the emperor’s body is intact, and some Dao rhymes are retained, and some Dao can be realized from it, that would be great.”

Chu Chaoyun paused, and then said: “Leave aside the emperor’s body, just talk about the throne. In ancient times, courtesy was the respect, and everything was about courtesy first and then soldiers. The general emperor couldn’t travel on the throne at all. This person could sit on the throne. Being on the throne is definitely not simple.”

“Probably……”

Yao Manlan curiously said: “What is very likely?”

“It is very likely that he is an overlord of the dynasty, or an ancient king!” Chu Chaoyun remembered something, and his voice suddenly dimmed. In the first generation of Emperor Tianwu, he traveled to a Kowloon throne.

Yao Manlan didn’t notice the sadness in Chu Chaoyun’s words, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes: “Then this ice sculpture…”

“Don’t think about it, even if you get it, you won’t be able to dissolve the ice. After dissolving the ice, you are not qualified to sit on the throne. It is good to dedicate it to Leng Yue.”

Chu Chaoyun smiled slightly, completely puzzled by the amorous feelings.

Yao Manlan felt a little depressed, and the person in front of her completely ignored her charm. If it was someone else, I am afraid she was interested in hearing this, and she would immediately volunteer and make a promise that she would definitely help her get the ice sculpture.

“Then our plan.”

“The plan remains unchanged, just wait and see, I promised Leng Yue to get this magic sword for her, and I will naturally help him get it.” Chu Chaoyun said lightly, as if everything was in his grasp.

Yao Manlan is a little angry, the other party is always so confident, as if everything can’t trouble him.

“What if you can’t get it?”

“Hehe, there are no ten-and-nine things in this world, and there are unexpected accidents with all the agencies. Just do your best, and you won’t blame me if you want to come to Leng Yue.” Chu Chaoyun stretched his hands and smiled slightly, leaving Yao Manlan speechless for a while.

At the same time, An Junxi, Shui Lingling and others also came with a group of companions from afar.

It is Xiao Bai from the demon domain, Kong Yuan, the descendant of the Peacock King, and Yuan Xu, the disciple of the Spirit Fox King. The three of them rushed all the way, looking tired.

“Sister Shui, something happened inside the monster clan, we are late.” Xiaobai said apologetically.

Shui Lingling smiled and said: “It’s okay, I thought you weren’t able to catch up, and it’s just right now. The Shinto League and the Demon Temple are fighting, just to give us a chance to take the Evil Shadow Sword…and ice sculpture.”

“Ice sculpture, what ice sculpture?” Xiaobai and others asked suspiciously.

After listening to the explanation, Xiao Bai looked at the ice sculpture being contested by everyone, and whispered: “How do you feel, this ice sculpture is a bit familiar.”

“No, this is what I got in the death dunes of the wild battlefield.” Situ Gang muttered. The ancients are all familiar with it. That’s really hell.

Xiaobai smiled and said, “That may be an illusion.”

Because of the emergence of the Shinto League, the competition for the Ice Sculpture Throne has become more intense, and the attacks of several demon princes have become more fierce. Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and others were gradually lost, and they were about to lose at any time.

“God, you can do it. If you don’t do it, the ice sculpture will be taken away.”

In the sky, on a flagship surrounded by countless warships, several protoss warriors are constantly watching the battle surrounding the ice sculptures.

Above the battleship, on the vast deck, Emperor Wucai Duan sat on a throne. On both sides of him, twelve watchmen stood respectfully.

The current emperor Wuxia is much more mature than when he first became the emperor. The aura is strong, and between the eyebrows, there is already a bit of a god-sovereign temperament.

He just sat there quietly, with the Three Saints standing underneath casually, Xing Jue and other leaders of all races, all felt a slight pressure.

“Don’t worry, don’t let this group of leaders from all over the world suffer a bit, otherwise they will never know their own strength, won’t join my Shendao League, and don’t know who is the son of luck!”

Emperor Wuque took a glass of wine and drank slowly, with a relaxed expression. There is some inexplicable charm between raising your hands, and you can see divine light faintly.

Today the emperor’s godless statues have been erected in major temples, second only to the gods of Abandoned Heaven. In a single thought, you can feel the power of countless beliefs and turn into an endless sea for him to use.

Protoss warriors, there is a huge difference between before erecting the statue and before erecting. The strength will differ ten times, even a hundred times, a thousand times.

The Three Saints below this point, Xing Jue, Xie Zixuan, and other top leaders of various races who joined the Shendao League, were deeply moved.

After the protoss erected a statue for them, they could clearly feel the soaring strength and the skyrocketing combat effectiveness.

Although the idols are good, they don’t know that once they are cast, they will never be able to escape. A large part of the reason why they feel pressured and even feared in front of Emperor Wuque is related to the casting of the gods.

“Okay, Xia Houjue, Feng Yun Wuji, you guys can do it.”

Emperor Wuwei put down the wine glass, and immediately a graceful maid came over and took the wine glass and left.

Like an unknown prophet, his voice fell, Sima Lingxuan, Chu Yang and other leaders from all over the world were knocked out at the same time. The demon’s Flower Demon Palace, Star Demon Palace, Moon Demon Palace, and Beast Demon Palace each showed a hint of joy, holding a corner of its ice sculpture, and then carrying it back.

Two divine lights fell, Xia Houjue, Fengyun Wuji, these two Shenwumen and the Saint Child of Baidi City appeared at the same time and stopped the four demons.

For a while, all parties were a little surprised. The Shendao League only dispatched two saints, did it want to stop the four demon princes?