Chapter 4704: The Enemy Arrives

None of the imperial families agreed to stay on Siyuan Star to fight against the ghosts.

This is obviously courting death.

The Imperial Army can indeed be delayed for a while, but can it last forever?

Besides, the Twelve Jedi have twelve ancestor kings, so naturally they also have twelve emperor soldiers. If they really want to fight, they may not suffer in terms of emperor-level power.

Therefore, it is the kingly way to resolutely give up Siyuan Star and go far away.

Ling Han pondered for a moment, and said: "If these skeleton soldiers attacked your ancestral land, what choice would you make?"

This sentence made everyone fall silent.

Did they have the heart to leave their ancestral land behind and flee with only a few people?

Do unto others, do not impose on others.

Ling Han glanced at the saints, and replied: "It is impossible to stop the invasion of the underworld. If they beat us and we run away, then one day, we will have no place to stand!"

"Everyone, can the speed at which you push the ancestral land to leave be compared with the attacking pace of the Skeleton Soldier?"

The saints were even more silent, and all of them looked dignified.

The progress of the battle front in the underworld is indeed not fast, which is limited by the suppression of heaven and earth, but the Skeleton Saint Soldiers can attack alone, and a hundred of them come together. Which imperial family can bear it?

Now it is the Siyuan Star, what about the Ziwei Imperial Clan, the Donglin Imperial Clan or the Peacock Imperial Clan next?

Several pieces of imperial soldiers bombarded together, it is guaranteed that the imperial formation can be blasted away, and when the time comes, the skeleton holy soldiers will drive straight in, so that no one will die?

"So, we must have the courage to fight to the death!" Ling Han said.

"Fight!" Brother Hou raised his iron rod, his eyes gleaming with divine light, already full of fighting spirit.

"Fight!" The young emperors also said one after another.

Although the veteran saints still have hesitation in their hearts, they are dying now. If the Siyuan Star is destroyed, then it may be their ancestral star's turn next.

Moreover, if they don't help Ling Han, how can Ling Han help them?

"it is good,

fight! "All the saints nodded.

They really have no way out, they are irreconcilable with the underworld, and it is absolutely impossible to compromise and coexist, so there is only one battle.

Now that they had made up their minds, the saints also calmed down and waited quietly.

The next big battle might be like rain.

But in the face of such a war between the two worlds, how could Shengyun avoid it?

No one can be alone.

One day, two days, three days, suddenly, the air became extremely oppressive.

brush!

An attack came over suddenly, it was a sword light, thousands of miles long, entangled with the eight-star rule, and came horizontally.

"Humph!"

Brother Hou attacked, waved his stick, and faced Jianguang.

Bang, with one blow, the sword light was instantly annihilated.

"He Fangxiao is young!" Brother Hou put the stick on his shoulder with a full face.

"The descendant of the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor." In the starry sky, a person came out, very casual, as if walking in his own back garden.

This is a young man with fluttering white clothes and a dusty air.

"Who are you?" Brother Monkey asked.

"Son of the Great Emperor of the Three Qing Dynasty, Li Dangping." The young man said indifferently, clearly showing his sharpness, but also seemed to have no anger, which seemed extremely contradictory.

Emperor Sanqing!

Below, all the saints could hear clearly, and the identity of one of the lords of the Twelve Jedi was revealed.

However, it doesn't matter whether you know your identity or not now. Anyway, these twelve must be great emperors. They have suppressed an era, and all of them were once invincible emperors.

Thinking of this, all the saints trembled again. How should such an enemy be blocked? Is there any chance of winning?

"Let's fight!" Brother Hou swung his stick and killed Li Dangping.

Today's Monkey Brother has successfully advanced to Samsung, and he swung his stick with monstrous power.

boom!

Li Dangping swept across with his sword, and when Brother Hou blocked the attack, and then counterattacked forcefully, with just a few moves, he gained the upper hand.

"Houzi, you are not the emperor's son, how can you compare with me in aptitude?" Li Dangping said flatly. He also suppressed his cultivation base to three stars, but his combat power is enough to crush Brother Hou by three levels.

There is no way, the emperor's own son!

Brother Hou didn't care at all, so what if your combat power is stronger than mine, I will beat you!

Boom, brother Hou exudes endless hostility, which is fighting spirit and fighting spirit. He actually forcibly increased his combat power and gradually regained his disadvantage.

this!

Ling Han looked at it, but frowned.

Dou Zhan is indeed born to be a fighting maniac, but although Brother Hou is now fierce, he is at the cost of consuming the source of life, which means that Brother Hou's lifespan is far from reaching the theoretical one million yuan of a saint. year.

Even if it is like fighting the Holy Emperor, fighting for a lifetime is too exhausting, and it is impossible to live a second life at all, and went to the edge of the universe very early.

This kind of bloodiness has been branded deep in the body of this family, and it is impossible to change it.

However, Ling Han didn't stop it.

This is Brother Monkey's choice. If he stops him forcibly, it will be disrespectful to Brother Monkey.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel an unknown fire.

If it wasn't for the invasion of the underworld, would Brother Hou be forced to fight in such a bloody battle?

Sigh, swaying auras appeared in the starry sky, they were the sons of the Twelve Jedi.

Shi Gang, Di Wuji, Zhang Yu, Lu Xun, etc., all stand proudly in the starry sky, exuding a domineering aura.

The emperor's parents and sons are of course extraordinary.

Ling Han was full of anger, and immediately let out a long roar, and killed him alone.

"Ling Han, you are too crazy!" Di Wuji said coldly, he punched out, turned into a silver wolf ten thousand feet long, and rushed towards Ling Han.

"Get lost!" Ling Han yelled, bang, the silver wolf was blown alive.

what!

Di Wuji turned pale with shock, Ling Han is really as strong as in the legend, so strong that he can only look up to him?

how can that be possible?

Boom, Ling Han has already charged over with his iron fist, carrying his nameless anger.

Boom!

Yang Yihuan, He Luo, Tong Ming and other emperors sacrificed the sacred artifacts at the same time, and joined forces to parry Ling Han, but with a burst of punches, these emperors were all blown away, as if a goddess scattered flowers.

This made all the emperors and sons feel chills all over. They were all outstanding kings who were all-powerful in the past, and their talents were almost as good as their father's back then. If only one person was allowed to become emperor in an era, they might not have the possibility of becoming emperor.

Now they have crossed endless years, wanting to become emperors in this life, and they also thought that they were powerful enough to sweep away any so-called kings. However, with a team of more than a dozen people, they were not Ling Han's one-punch enemy!

"What a terrifying opponent!" A young man in black said, and he smiled lightly, "I am the third son of Emperor Sifang, and I often listen to swords."

Although the Chang family controls the star network, it is very mysterious. So far no one knows where their ancestral home is.

Ling Han stared at Chang Tingjian, and frowned: "Eight-star sage!"

He is not afraid of the opponent's strength, but his cultivation base is too high, and he is approaching the peak of a saint. So, what if the opponent is allowed to ascend to the throne first?

In an instant, he had a killing intent.