Chapter 1133 Breaking the King and Becoming the Emperor [1]

Nalan Jing's expression changed, and Mu Qianyue was protected by a step-by-step lotus, and at the same time, a Yanlong Wushuang shot out, stopping the attack of Patriarch Yan.

The purple eyes narrowed slightly, deep and cold, "With me here, I will never allow you to hurt her a single bit!"

"Hmph! How dare a little god king run rampant in front of this old man? Yanlong Wushuang!" Yan Patriarch snorted coldly with disdain, and displayed the innate skill of Yanhuang's blood, a red golden dragon formed in his palms, There was an earth-shattering roar.

With a sweep of the huge golden dragon tail, it rushed towards Nalan Jing!

In an instant, an invincible aura spread out.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, who will fight for the front?

This powerful killing move made everyone horrified and shocked!

Mu Qianyue also showed a horrified look on her face. She had seen Jing Shi used Yanlong Wushuang before, but compared with the Yanlong Wushuang of Yan Patriarch at this moment, the power was far behind. Is there a difference between God Emperor?

Looking at the golden dragon that suddenly appeared in the sky, the golden light filled the sky, and the majestic power spread and spread in the sky, a slender figure rushed towards Nalan Jing without hesitation!

The Azure Dragon Bloodline and the Nine Transformations of Tai Chi were fully deployed at this moment, the Azure Dragon armor covered the whole body, and the power of the stars also protected the whole body.

However, Yan Patriarch Yanlong Wushuang's power is really too strong!

It hit Mu Qianyue fiercely!

"Yue'er, Yue'er!"

Nalan Jing's complexion changed suddenly, violent scarlet and anger surged in his purple eyes, pain and sadness, he reached out and hugged the soft body of the woman in front of him, looking at her pale and bloodless face, he felt his whole heart stopped ...

"Jing, let me die for you this time, wait for me..."

Her voice was as ethereal as a breeze, like a dry butterfly that couldn't be caught, and was blown away by the wind the next moment, and her body turned into countless flesh and blood, flying all over the sky as if it had exploded.

"Light moon!!"

"Mistress!!"

At this moment, Chu Tiange, Cang Ming, Xuan Ye and Jin Liye reacted from the extreme shock, and all they saw was the woman's flesh and blood flying all over the sky, none of them was complete, and the countless fragments were enough to smash a body to pieces. to describe!

Everyone was shocked, they never expected that Mu Qianyue would not even be afraid of death for Nalan Jing!

Chu Tiange's eyes became dull and confused, full of sadness, that woman who was always indifferent died? She is elegant and aloof, yet peaceful and remote, combining two different temperaments into one, so natural, so touching...

Her voice and smile, her hard work in cultivation, her love and righteousness, are constantly being played out in her mind...

Cang Ming and Xuan Ye also seemed to have lost their minds, they just stood there in a daze, did the mistress die? died? died?

The two of them were the first to know the mistress. At that time, they always felt that the mistress was not worthy of the master's son. It was not until later that they realized that the only person in this world who can be worthy of the master's son is the mistress!

For the sake of the master, the mistress broke into the Nether Prison, and now she is smashed to pieces...

Mistress!

Seeing this scene, Yanhuang and Yanhou naturally showed extremely joyful expressions on their faces, "Mu Qianyue deserved to die a long time ago! She deserves it! Haha, this is the end of going against me! You will end up with her later!" Same! Shattered to pieces, beyond redemption!"

Old Ancestor Yan frowned, snorted coldly with disdain, and proudly said, "Originally this move was intended to kill you, but I didn't expect her to block it for you. That's fine, if she dies, you won't be able to hold on." How long! Without her to heal you infinitely, you can't do ten tricks in my hands!"

Nalan Jing raised his head, his purple eyes were red, his expression was sinister and ferocious, "You should die!!!"

"Yanhuang bloodline, talent unlocked!" The rich and majestic bloodline power surged in his body, and a fierce aura emanated from his body, like a towering mountain.

"Old Ancestor, he is the reincarnation of Emperor Yan ten thousand years ago, with the purest Yanhuang blood!" Yanhuang hurriedly shouted, his voice fell, immediately attracted a lot of eyes, he raised his head in disdain. Eyebrows, eyes full of pride and arrogance.

Cang Ming and the others just gritted their teeth in anger, but with the barrier set up by the ancestor Yan to protect Yan Huang, they couldn't rush in at all, that's why Yan Huang was so arrogant and proud, don't forget that he was like a bereaved dog just now Panic fear.

Upon hearing Emperor Yan's words, Patriarch Yan's eyes sparkled with brilliance, "The reincarnation of Emperor Yan? Hehe, it's a joke. Emperor Yan passed away ten thousand years ago. Where did the reincarnation come from? It's just a matter of blood purity. If you are taller, you will consider yourself the reincarnation of Emperor Yan, and you will not be able to control yourself! Now let this old man see how strong your Yanhuang blood is!"

Now he is not in a hurry to kill Nalan Jing, why not play with him first, anyway, Mu Qianyue is dead, Nalan Jing is just a clown to him, an ant that can be strangled to death with a finger!

At this moment, Patriarch Yan also activated his bloodline talent, which was the pinnacle of the ninth rank.

This is the highest bloodline of the Yanhuang clan.

Originally, he was only at the eighth rank. Some time ago, Emperor Yan got a bloodline pill and donated it to Patriarch Yan. The purpose was of course to please him, so his bloodline could be promoted to the peak of the ninth rank.

Otherwise, he can only stay in the realm of the eighth rank forever.

The rise of the bloodline grade made Patriarch Yan happy and proud for a long time, so when he saw Nalan Jing displaying the Yanhuang bloodline, he didn't take it seriously at all.

But what happened next was enough to make him regret his whole life!

Seeing that he followed Yanhuang bloodline, Nalan Jing quickly flashed a touch of surprise in his deep purple eyes, and the pressure of the bloodline spread, just like Hong Zhong ruthlessly pressed down on Patriarch Yan.

"Blood pressure!"

Patriarch Yan's face turned pale immediately, and he felt an incomparable pressure covering his body, and then he was horrified to find that his blood flow slowed down, gradually became solidified, and finally stood still!

"What's going on here? Why is my blood stagnant?" His face was full of horror, how could he be as proud as before?

"This is the power of blood coercion!" Nalan Jing looked at him condescendingly. He thought it would be a difficult battle, but he didn't expect to win so easily at this moment!

"Impossible!" Patriarch Yan kept struggling and roaring, but couldn't move, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

"Old dog Yan, if you kill my wife, if you don't tear it up today, my surname will not be Nalan!" Nalan Jing looked like an angry wolf king at the moment, with a thought, a powerful coercion enveloped him!

"puff!"

Patriarch Yan's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was seriously injured instantly.

Blood fell from the sky like raindrops.

This scene stunned countless people, especially Yan An, Yan Xia and others. They stared at each other without even blinking, fearing that all this was an illusion.