Fantasy: Obtain the Huangtian Emperor template at the beginning

The terrifying sword light of the monks from the Qinghuang royal clan struck the armor of the monks from the Holy Realm of Taichu, and was actually decomposed by a strange black energy.

Then the Taichu Holy World monk's arms were surprisingly fast, and two giant palms like stars directly blasted the two people away.

"puff……"

In an instant, the lower-level monk in green was smashed into pieces by a palm.

Another late-stage monk of the Great Emperor was also seriously injured and quickly offered up his defensive treasure.

"boom!"

With another blow, the monk from the Qinghuang royal family was directly shot away along with the treasure.

"Jiejie, the things from the Dark Demon Realm are so useful, I feel like I can’t use up all my divine power!"

The face of the Taichu Holy Realm monk kept laughing wildly, and his palms expanded rapidly in the fearful eyes of the Qinghuang royal monks. At this time, he had no divine power to stop him.

At this moment, a golden long sword directly penetrated the Taichu Holy Realm monk's body..

While the blood was pouring out, the sword light flashed again, and the monk in the Holy Realm of Taichu changed his face and was cut in half directly.

Before the monk in the Holy Realm of Taichu could turn around, his consciousness was wiped out by Ye Wushuang.

And in the air He took the giant palm and was killed by a sword light.

"What a fast sword!"

The monks of the Qinghuang royal family looked a little shocked at the scene before them.

When they looked at the face of the young man in white, their hearts were filled with joy for the rest of their lives.

Ye Wushuang looked at the corpses with overwhelming demonic energy rushing out in front of him, and frowned. He could See clearly the dark magic armor inlaid with mites in the flesh and the arms glowing with demonic aura inside his body.

Maybe even this monk from the Holy World of Taichu didn't notice that these demonic arms and magic armor were constantly eroding his vitality.

Number of times used The more there are, the faster they will die, and in the end they will turn into a mummy, and this kind of magic armor and magic arms that rely on the monk's vitality to release their power will parasitize the next monk.

"System, what on earth is this?"

Ye Wushuang called the system and said

"Ding!"

"This is the Demon Realm Parasitic Armor and the Demon Realm Parasitic Arm!"

"Oh, the name is not important, the main thing I want to ask is is this thing recycled?"

"Ding!"

"The system recycles a series of valuable items from all over the world"

"Demon Realm Parasitic Armor and Demon Realm Parasitic Arm can be exchanged for 7 million luck points in the Emperor level, and 30 million luck points in the True Fairy Realm. Quasi-Immortal King……"

Listening to the system's quotation, Ye Wushuang instantly crushed the body of the Taichu Holy World monk, took off the broken Demon Realm Parasitic Armor and Demon Realm Parasitic Arm, and threw them to the system.

This was an unexpected surprise for him, and he should collect a lot later.

He had already made up his mind. When he saw the monks from the Holy Realm of Taichu and the Dark Demonic Abyss in the future, he would go up and stab the two swords. Maybe there would be an unexpected harvest.

After Ye Wushuang glanced at the monk, he continued to move towards the center of the treasure.

After countless restrictions, he saw that the center of the giant pit was covered by a mask of light, with murderous intent surging above it and divine light flowing.

It seems to be a natural forbidden barrier, blocking the entry of foreign objects. Every trace of murderous intent above it makes people's hearts tremble.

However, the barrier restriction is very strong, but the low-level one cannot reach Ye Wushuang. After releasing the golden eyes of the sun, relying on the technique of mastering the restriction, an hour later, Ye Wushuang broke through the light barrier safely.

Ye Wushuang walked towards the center of the colorful glow, and found a black-gold seed floating in the center of the huge pit, with a vague unicorn shadow surrounding it.

That supreme aura seemed to come from ancient times, the aura of a real divine beast, making the great road roar softly.

Not far from the seed, there is a damaged red blood cauldron floating. It seems to have been cut in half by an extremely terrifying force. Only half of it is floating here.

"Kirin seeds?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes lit up and he directly ignored the broken blood cauldron.

"Brother, this is the treasure of the ancient Qilin Immortal King. It is here. I have heard of this ancient treasure at that time."

‘This kind of seed can not only greatly increase magical powers, but can also be used in elixir refining and weapon refining. There are even rumors that if it is cast with real unicorn blood, it is very likely to hatch a small unicorn cub! Hearing

Bai Hen's explanation, Ye Wushuang smiled. If he could really hatch a unicorn cub, it would be so exciting.

That is a mythical beast!

Then Ye Wushuang felt a gaze full of murderous intent!

A young man wearing silver armor with twelve golden wings on his back, who looks like a supreme god, is trying to break the restrictions on the two treasures.

At this time, he looked at Ye Wushuang with a serious look on his face.

"Go away, I don’t want to crush ants!"

The shouts were like thunder. As soon as the Holy Lord of the Taichu Saint Clan stopped shouting, bursts of breaking wind could be heard around him.

Ye Wushuang scanned the surroundings, and there were dozens of them who looked similar to this Taichu Saint Monk. The Supreme Saint of the Beginning of China only has more or less wings behind him.

The monk with twelve golden wings on his back is obviously the most noble one.

"So many people came in?"

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly.

"snort! How can you imagine the power of this forbidden tribe of God?"

One of the eight-winged saints (the emperor) angrily yelled:"There are a lot of saints in our clan, get out of here!"

"How rude!"

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, stepped out with the Golden Emperor Sword in his hand, and approached in the direction of the Qilin Seed.

He had not seen this group of clans from the Taichu Holy World before in the Immortal Burial Valley. They were quite powerful, but this How could a treasure be given to these things that collude with ominous monsters?....

"Do you want to seize this treasure of the Holy Son?"

The eyes of the Forbidden Holy Son were cold and murderous. If he hadn't sensed a hint of danger from the monk in front of him, he would have killed him long ago.

"It is still under prohibition and is an ownerless thing. When did it become your treasure?"

Ye Wushuang smiled

"If this holy son sees it first, it will naturally belong to me. Since you are eager to seek death, I can help you!"

The Forbidden Son of God turned around, a golden scepter appeared in his hand, and a terrifying aura rushed out.

Ye Wushuang was completely amused by this bandit logic:"Whoever sees it belongs to whom? Then I saw you first, are you mine?"

The Divine Forbidden Son looked furious, and threw the golden scepter into the ground in his hand.

A terrifying forbidden formation filled the air, and endless glow and thunder surged, trapping Ye Wushuang inside.

Then he pointed towards Ye Wushuang;"Quickly. Click to deal with him!"

Swish, swish, swish!

One after another, the sound of breaking wind resounded, and the eighteen saints (emperors) of the Forbidden God Clan, holding various divine weapons, penetrated directly through the void and came towards Ye Wushuang's cage to kill.

Ye Wushuang looked fearless, and the star map Suddenly expanded, the terrifying coercion directly shattered and rushed in.

Rays of light and thunder rushed in. The Golden Emperor Sword in his hand surged with sword light, slashing in all directions, and the spells that flew through the air were instantly annihilated.