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Chapter seven hundred and eighty eighth emperor product prototype pill

There is definitely no suspense to bet with Zhukun.

Zhu Kun's situation is similar to that of Gu Yuan and Soul Heaven Emperor, because they are both the nine-star peak fighting saints.

However, it was unable to make a successful breakthrough due to the lack of the original imperial energy.

Yang Cong directly injected the original imperial energy into Zhukun's body.

After having this original imperial energy, Zhu Kun also began to sit cross-legged and was ready to break through.

After looking at Zhu Kun sitting cross-legged, Yang Cong probably wouldn't be able to complete it for a while.

So he decided that he might as well take this time to go into the Cave of the Ancient Emperor of Natushe.

After taking a look, Yang Cong came to the huge stone gate.

"This is the entrance to the ancient emperor of Tuoshe, it is really majestic." Yang Cong glanced at it and couldn't help but say.

Then he took out the only Tuoshe ancient jade in the space and pressed it directly on the stone gate.

A moment later, a strange light suddenly appeared in the gate.

And when Yang Cong opened his eyes again, he was already in another place.

"welcome!"

Yang Cong looked and saw a young man in white appearing in front of him at some point.

When Yang Cong saw this young man in white, his eyes narrowed slightly because...

"You are the first to enter this in a thousand years, so lucky." The young man in white smiled. Not enough, he was stunned when he said it. Then he patted his head and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, I forgot to introduce it. I am the ancient emperor of Tuoshe you are looking for."

"Urgent Emperor Tuoshe?" Yang Cong frowned and said in his heart that it was true.

Then Yang Cong took a step forward, bowed to the young man in white who claimed to be the ancient emperor of Tuoshe and said, "In the lower Yang Cong, are you the ancient emperor of Tuoshe?"

Yang Cong spoke with a hint of doubt, as if he was a little disbelief of this young man in white calling himself the ancient Emperor of Tuoshe.

"Don't you believe it?" The young man in white looked shining, and in an instant, all his body burst out.

When he felt this breath, Yang Cong's suspicion was finally agreed.

He smiled and said, "Forgive me, be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship."

"It's okay." The young man in white smiled, waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

Then the young man in white said again: "Since you have come in, it's your honor, come with me."

As he said that, the young man in white turned around and walked inside.

Yang Cong hurriedly followed.

Walking on the road, the young man in white pointed to the flames above the dozens of stone pillars around him and introduced to Yang Cong: "This is all the strange fires on the strange fire list."

Looking at these strange fires, Yang Cong couldn't help but shake his head. Although these strange fires are indeed strange fires, they have only one shell left after thousands of years of consumption. Even if Yang Cong swallows them, it will not be of much use.

It is just empty and has its own shape, but has no meaning.

However, Yang Cong saw that there was a ball of strange fire on the two stone pillars in front and on the other stone pillars, and these two stone pillars were empty.

It seemed that he felt Yang Cong's eyes, and the young man in white next to him said, "These two balls of strange fire... ran out."

Yang Cong didn't say anything, but just looked quietly because he knew that these two balls of strange fire were the Void Swallowing Flame and the Jinglian Demon Fire.

In order to go out, the imperial-style pill, which was in the ancient emperor's cave, sent out the Void Swallowing Flame and the Jinglian Demon Fire, hoping that they would be the one who would be the one who would go to the future.

But in the end, I waited for countless years, but I never waited for the person he wanted to wait for.

And the young man in white in front of him is the prototype of the emperor's imperial style in the ancient emperor's cave.

The strength of the imperial prototype pill is half-emperor. It is estimated that if Gu Yuan and Soul Heaven Emperor and others who have not advanced to the Dou Emperor, they will not be able to defeat him.

However, Yang Cong was not worried about these things. It was not worth fearing that the embryonic pill with half-emperor's strength.

After walking for a while, Yang Cong was too lazy to talk to him anymore.

"I heard that there is a pill in this cave that can make people become Doudi. I don't know where it is. Alas, otherwise I would like to try it." Yang Cong said with regret.

It seems like it is a pity for not seeing the imperial prototype pill.

Upon hearing this, the body of the embryonic elixir, who was next to Yang Cong, was shocked.

Then Yang Congyou turned his head and looked at the embroidered pill, and asked playfully: "Senior, you have been in this cave for so many years, you should know the pill. I don't know if you can tell me where it is. If I find it, I will definitely thank you again in the future."

"There is no such pill at all, it's all a scam." The embryonic pill of the imperial product said with a smile.

"Is that so? Why do I feel the fragrance of my senior? I really want to take a bite." Yang Cong said.

"You..." Seeing Yang Cong like this, the original handsome face of the imperial style pill was also a little angry.

"Okay, don't pretend anymore. However, half of the emperor's strength is here to pretend to be a fighting emperor. If your master knows, I wonder if he will kill you." Yang Cong regained his playful look just now, looking at the embryonic pill with a plain face.

"You know!" Hearing this, the embryonic pill of the emperor's product looked shocked.

"I don't know what I have. Are you waiting for the Void Swallowing Flame and the Jinglian Demon Fire?" Yang Cong waved his hand and summoned the Void Swallowing Flame and the Jinglian Demon Fire, and said to the imperial-style prototype pill: "No, isn't this?"

"Are you the one who practiced the Burning Art?" The embryonic Dan of the Emperor frowned and a serious face appeared on his face.

"Yes, not bad." How could the people of the ancient Emperor Tuoshe not know about the fiery jue? Yang Cong was not surprised.

"Even if I am a half-emperor, I can still torture you." With his own confidence, the embryonic pill of the imperial product is worth no one.

Moreover, Yang Cong's strength is only the nine-star mid-stage Dou Sheng, and the imperial-grade prototype pill does not take Yang Cong seriously at all.

"Is that so? What about now?" Yang Cong's mouth slightly raised, his momentum trembling.

"Doudi!" The eyes of the embryonic pill of the emperor's product were filled with surprise.

"Give you two choices, surrender or die!" Yang Cong had no greed for this imperial-style prototype pill.

After all, he can't refine the imperial elixir, it's just a bit difficult, but it must be about to refine it in the end.

What Yang Cong valued was not the embryonic pill itself, but what he knew after following the ancient Emperor Tuoshe for so many years.

"I... surrender." In the end, the imperial-style prototype pill chose to surrender without any resistance.

He knew the strength of Doudi. Even if he had a hundred of him, he might not be able to hurt Doudi a point.
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