Chapter 1490 Sweep out Liuhe and rule the world!(2/2)
"Why do you need the Emperor of Heaven to come in person?"
Jiang Shang smiled faintly.
"pity."
"He can't see the scene of your demise with his own eyes."
The original Heavenly Emperor's voice was calm and filled with a terrible coldness.
"fall from the sky?"
"Is the Primitive Emperor talking in his sleep?"
Boom!
A huge green lotus came from the sky, and a faint sound came from it.
The green lotus landed outside the northern gate of the original Tiandu, not far from the three brothers Lun Wuxian.
On the green lotus.
There is a terrifying aura of the Six Heavenly Emperor level soaring into the sky.
The Qing Emperor walked out slowly, his face calm, and his eyes looked at the core of the Primitive Tiandu.
"Qing Emperor?"
"Don't Emperor Xuyuan Tianhe or not plan to come here?"
The Primitive Emperor of Heaven was still indifferent, and his voice did not fluctuate at all.
"I don't need the Emperor of Heaven to come here in person."
Qing Emperor said indifferently.
He slowly stretched out his hand, and the giant green lotus suddenly shrank, landed in his hand, and turned into a long blue lotus sword.
"Legendary, you are the creature who survived the last infinite disaster."
"For countless years, I have been looking for missing memories."
"I wonder how far you, an ancient existence, have reached?"
The most mysterious primitive heavenly court, the Taifu, who has always rarely appeared in the eyes of the world, appears.
He was wearing a gray robe and had an old face, but in his eyes there was a terrible scene of the sun, moon, stars and stars falling, and the world flowing.
"It's enough to destroy you."
Qing Emperor said indifferently.
"Why do you need Qingdi to take action?"
"I'll just cook for Qingdi."
Rumble!
Endless thunder spreads.
The purple light stretches out endless void.
The twelve Heavenly Emperor-level momentum was surging, and the eternal stars outside the sky were broken one after another.
The purple light spreads across the sky, and thousands of thunders follow!
Lei Zu of the Thunder Clan came step by step, with a smile on his handsome and genius face.
He looked a bit similar to the young Qing Emperor.
"Thunder clan!"
"You have never participated in the Korean War. Are you not afraid of extermination of the clan in this battle?"
The Primitive Emperor said coldly.
Chapter completed!