Chapter 4391: Another One

As time goes by day by day, more and more people reach the same moon star.

To what extent?

There are people all over the mountains and plains, and it is difficult to set up a tent.

There is no way, although the star is a giant, but now almost the entire Xingyu people are running over, can it not be crowded?

The problem is, even if you young people come, those old men with white beards also come running over, so what kind of excitement is there to join in?

You definitely can't get in.

But no matter, no matter what age, no matter what relative age, tons and tons of people will come and force them in.

"Dizi Ze!"

"Dizixuan!"

"Di Ziming!"

A few days later, the golden generation arrived one after another.

Now the strongest golden generation is only at the level of venerables, and they can completely fight on the road of gods, and the time is just so good. It just so happens that they are venerables, and they can be called the strongest combat power in the road of emperors.

So, who can compete with them?

History has proved by facts that those who can become emperors are almost the first three who have completed the emperor's road, and the worst is also the top ten, and that is pitifully rare.

Therefore, if the golden generation occupies the top ten, it is tantamount to taking away the luck of the world, so what if Yang Yihuan and Wan Dao are more talented than them, the world doesn't like it!

Besides, the golden generation can completely kill people on the emperor's road. This is a secret realm, where secret realms compete, and life and death are conceited. This is the default rule of all forces.

There are countless geniuses coming, but none of them are as dazzling as the golden generation.

Yes, although Yang Yihuan, Ding Shu, Shi Yi, and Wan Dao have risen strongly, but after all, the time is short, and they have not confronted the golden generation head-on, so the public still thinks that the golden generation is the most powerful.

Ling Han sat cross-legged on one side, watching a famous emperor arrive, all of them were extremely powerful.

This time should be the most important screening on the road to become emperor, because according to history, only the top ten people are eligible to compete for the throne, so after this time, the pattern of becoming emperor will be clear.

And this is also the last chance to overtake on a curve. If you get a big chance on the Emperor's Road, maybe the Silver Generation will be able to stand up and become the master.

Everyone is full of ambitions, aiming at the only throne.

Chengdi, his name will last forever, and his power will overwhelm the sky.

Who remembers the losers?

Day by day, more and more geniuses came. Some of them had never been heard of before, but now they appeared out of nowhere. It is amazing that there are still so many low-key geniuses.

Soon, Yang Yi also arrived.

He was still calm and breezy, even facing Dilu without any fluctuations, which made Ling Han a little surprised.

Because to be honest, Ling Han is still full of imagination and longing for Dilu, and there is also a trace of awe for the unknown.

But Yang Yi was too calm, too calm to be justified.

Of course he was escorted by Yue Shengren, and that saint was very low-key, standing with his hands behind his back. If he hadn't witnessed it, who would have guessed that he was actually a saint?

The space was torn apart, and a big blue hand stuck out, and then an old man in blue came out, followed by a young man in a purple royal robe, exuding endless majesty.

Hey, who is this person?

The imperial clan was also surprised, because the old man in green was obviously a saint, but unfortunately, none of them recognized who this old man was.

God, what's going on here?

When did the saints become so worthless, and they all went out one by one?

"Brother Yang, you're here!" Just as everyone was guessing the identity of the old and the young,

The young man in purple robe greeted Yang Yi.

What, this person actually knows Yang Yihuan?

Hey, Yang Yi still walked out of the magic mist and silver mountain, how could he still have old acquaintances?

"Brother He!" Yang Yi also smiled, and nodded to the purple-robed youth.

What an old acquaintance!

This made everyone mutter, what is the origin of this purple-robed youth.

"Fellow Daoist, what's your name?" Saint Hongguang asked, clasping his hands at the old man in blue.

The old man in Tsing Yi showed a look of arrogance, but he didn't answer.

Saint Hongguang couldn't help being annoyed, he is also a saint, and he is also a saint of the imperial clan, your attitude is too arrogant.

"Fellow Daoist, you have passed!" He stretched out his hand, turned into a giant hand that covered the sky, and grabbed the old man in green.

"Ignorance!" The old man in Tsing Yi snorted, two black swords fell out of his eyes, and they slashed towards the giant hand. As the shadow of the sword danced, the big hand was quickly cut off.

"Hmm!" The Hongguang sage couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, only to see fresh blood flow out of his right hand.

The giant hand was cut off, and he also suffered a backlash and was slightly injured.

This stunned everyone. One must know that Hongguang Saint is a three-star saint. To be able to hurt him so easily, the old man in Tsing Yi must be at least a five-star saint!

Saint Hongguang suffered a loss once, and couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment.

I am a saint of the Imperial Clan, you dare to deceive me?

Hey, he sacrificed the emperor soldier, it was a golden cauldron.

Hum, the golden cauldron was hanging above his head, with all kinds of weapons such as swords, axes, and axes branded on it. As it floated and sank gently, these weapons all shone brightly, exuding an incomparably fierce aura.

The emperor's army is about to recover, and beheading a saint is like slaughtering a chicken.

The old man in green was unmoved, with a large blood-colored umbrella stretched open above his head, and white skulls were painted on it, all of which were radiating a terrifying killing intent.

"What!" All the emperors showed shock in unison, "Emperor soldiers!"

This is definitely an imperial soldier!

Who would have thought that a mysterious sage would appear with the emperor's soldiers.

"Which imperial clan is this?"

"I've never heard of such an imperial soldier!"

"Oh my god, there are still hidden emperors?"

This surprised the imperial clans. It turned out that apart from them, there were hidden imperial clans.

Emperor soldiers against emperor soldiers!

Saint Hongguang lost his temper all of a sudden, and the most likely result of a fight between the emperor's soldiers would be that both sides would be hurt. Moreover, he was only a three-star saint, and he definitely had no opponent to support him. Therefore, even if the emperor's soldiers fought to a close, he would Will be the first to pay.

That bucket of wool?

A possible big battle disappeared without a trace, and the Hongguang sage was naturally disgraced. He sat with a dark face. If he hadn't been charged with protecting the way for the family emperor, he would have already flung his sleeves and left.

——I can't afford to lose such a face!

Ling Han was also surprised, where did this purple-robed youth come from?

You know, although Yang Yi has always been polite to others, he is extremely proud in his bones, but his attitude towards the purple-robed youth is full of fear.

This is only when facing a strong enemy, will he have such an expression.

There is another strong opponent.

Ling Han said in his heart, but there was no fear at all, only excitement.

"The Emperor's Road is open!" Someone suddenly called out.