"roar!"

Taotie roared, raised its white bone-struggling claws, and slapped Chen Changsheng and Xiaobailong. The power of a beast emperor, even a strong man of destiny like Yuan Tiangang and the elder of Tianji Sect, would not dare to resist.

"Little junior brother, be careful..." Zhang Xinyu exclaimed.

The beast flames rolled.

Seeing that Taotie's claw was about to fall, Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed and he sneered: "Little thing, spit out her coffin."

Woo woo!

The little white dragon opened his mouth and spit out the empress's coffin.

Bang!

Taotie slapped the empress's coffin with one claw, making a dull sound.

"Coffin..."

Seeing that Chen Changsheng dared to use his coffin as a magic weapon to resist Taotie's attack, Empress Qiong Yao's face was also ashen. She gritted her teeth and glared at Chen Changsheng and roared: "Little thief, you dare to insult my coffin. When you fall into this emperor's hands, you will definitely ask you to live and die."

"Heavenly Monument..."

Seeing the empress's coffin being slapped out by Taotie's claws, Chen Changsheng ignored her roar. With a moving mind, the sky monument directly smashed Taotie's beast claws.

"Quick...the empress's coffin."

The powerful people of the hundreds of races guarding in the distance rushed towards the coffin with a shock. The little white dragon who had already followed him first saw the actions of the strong people of the hundreds of races, and the dragon smiled strangely.

He glanced at them with contempt.

The dragon's tail swung.

His body turned into a afterimage and rushed over. Before the ten-lose strong men who lost to the hundreds of tribes approached, he opened his mouth and held the empress's coffin in his mouth.

"Walk……"

Seeing the little white dragon regaining the empress's coffin, Taotie was even more smashed by his own celestial monument. Chen Changsheng did not dare to delay. He roared and rushed towards one of the three-skull demons on the seventh level of Nirvana.

Although the sky monument is powerful.

Even Taotie in the Emperor Realm can be injured, but for him, he will hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose himself by eight hundred. If he really wants to stalemate, he must be the first person to be unable to hold on. Moreover, there are so many powerful people from hundreds of races around him, eyeing him.

When people from Dongyuan and Tianji Gate heard Chen Changsheng's "leave", they did not hesitate.

Together, they rushed towards the powerful people of hundreds of tribes in the distance.

"hey-hey……"

The old man from the three-skull demon clan who had only the seventh level of Nirvana practice, saw Chen Changsheng rushing towards him, and the three monster faces with deep demonic energy were also filled with ecstasy.

Everyone knows that capturing Chen Changsheng alive and handing him over to the empress is definitely a great achievement. Not only can you get the reward from the empress, but you may even soar into the sky among the hundreds of tribes.

"Boy, come here!" The old man from the Three Skull Demon clan laughed wildly, reached out and grabbed Chen Changsheng, and his three heads kept swaying.

"Imperial Order."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Before waiting for the old man from the Three Skull Demon Clan to approach, Chen Changsheng raised his arm.

The "Imperial Punishment" in the sleeve immediately turned into a golden light and flew out, completely covering the old man of the Three Skull Demon Clan.

"you……"

The old man's face was shocked.

He didn't expect that Chen Changsheng would have such a terrifying treasure in his hand.

"The Emperor's Dao God Fist."

Rumble!

Chen Changsheng also knew that his "Imperial Imperial Prayer" could at most be suppressed. The three-skull demon old man in front of him naturally did not dare to delay the movements in his hands.

He raised his hand and punched him in the head.

"Little beast, you dare..."

Seeing the shocked and angry expression on his face by the old man of the Three Skull Demon Clan, Chen Changsheng sneered in his heart and said, "I dare to move Qiong Yao's coffin. Why don't you dare to be a mere three Skull Demon at the seventh level of Nirvana?"

Bang!

Seeing one of the three skull demons’ heads, Chen Changsheng punched them into blood mist.

Luan Yin, who had already escaped to the distance, and the monks of the Tribulation, were all stunned. Although the Three Skull Demon Clan is not too powerful among the hundreds of clans, it is the seventh level of Nirvana after all. What kind of cultivation is Chen Changsheng?

Just an ant in the Taoist womb realm.

If it were in the past, whether it was Luan Yin or the monk Du Tribulation, he would probably have not taken the warriors in the Taoist fertility realm seriously when he was at the first level of Nirvana.

And now, Chen Changsheng has completely refreshed their senses and cognition.

"That boy should not be underestimated!" The monk Du Tribulation narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"Hmph! It's just because of the power of treasures. If there is no ancient stele and imperial imperial edict, let alone the Taotie Beast Emperor, any Nirvana Realm can whip his body a hundred times." Luan Yin said sneered.

treasure?

The monk Du Tribulation looked at Luan Yin with a strange look on his face, without saying a word.

He knew very well that Chen Changsheng's reliance was not only stone tablets and imperial edicts, but also the sky-high-priced Taoist techniques that made him jealous. Otherwise, if it were ordinary Taoist womb realm, let alone the warriors who suppressed Nirvana realm.

Even if he stood there.

The warriors in the ordinary Taoist fetus realm cannot hurt them at all.

"Damn it, do you dare to destroy one of my head?"

The Three Skull Demon was angry and looked at Chen Changsheng with murderous aura. He roared lowly, shattering the golden light that enveloped him, and said in a deep voice: "Little beast, let you see now, the power of our Three Skull Demon Clan..."

Their three-skull demon clan is different from other races.

Among the hundreds of races, some of them cultivate their physical bodies, and some cultivate their soul sea, just like ordinary warriors. They are the only ones who cultivate their heads.

"How powerful is the Three Skull Demon Clan?"

Chen Changsheng raised his eyelids and looked at it with a sarcastic look on his face, which had been damaged by energy. His eyes flashed and he said coldly: "Suppress the demons, suppress me."

Bang!

Before the three-skull demon could do anything, his body was imprisoned again.

The anger on his face suddenly froze.

"No...no."

Seeing Chen Changsheng punching him again, the old man of the three-skull demon clan who was so scared that his soul was rising, screamed, broke free from the ancient demon seal, turned his head and fled towards the immortal palace.

"A bunch of waste..."

Seeing this scene, an undepressed look flashed across Empress Qiong Yao's face.

At least these people were trained by themselves, but they didn't expect that they were so vulnerable in the hands of a boy in the Daofei realm.

"Female... Empress." Taotie, whose beast bone arm was smashed into a crack by the sky monument, returned to Empress Qiong Yao with fear in her face.

"You are a waste too, get out of here." Empress Qiong Yao looked at Taotie and cursed angrily.

Taotie, who was frightened by the Queen Qiong Yao, retreated with aggrieved look on her face and looked at Qiong Yao's back with resentment. She had already seen the powerful sky monument, and she really couldn't raise the courage to fight with Chen Changsheng again.

The other party is just a boy from the Taoist womb realm.

And I am still a beast emperor no matter what...

Seeing those who broke into the "Imperial Palace" all fled outside the square, a boy like an ant, even scared his strong men from the hundreds of tribes, and did not dare to continue chasing. Empress Qiong Yao, who was very angry and laughed, had a bright look flashed in her eyes and said in a cold voice: "I really think that this emperor's immortal palace is where you can come whenever you want and go whenever you want?"
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