Sage Emperor

C1482

This armoured ancient elder of the dragon clan had a tall stature and held a scepter in his hand. Brambles twined around the scepter and he looked as vicious as if Yang Ke was fish to him.

In other words, even when they reached the Ancient Era, they would still be experts that were like Ancient Gods. When their cultivation reached the limit, every single one of them would stand at their peak, and when they combined their powers, they would cause a frenzy outside the God Realm that no one could resist.

Logically speaking, Yang Ke, Yang Jian, the second Demon General, and the third Demon General. No matter how powerful they were, they weren't a match for the combined forces of the twenty-eight Dragon Clan masters.

The white robed old man, Supreme Saint Dragon, talked in detail, forcing Yang Qi to back off, "I know you are very powerful, if our twenty-eight Dragon Clan antiques want to kill you, they will have to pay a price, at the very least several of them will die, so no one wants to die, thus we can negotiate with you. Of course, if you insist on doing what you want, our Dragon Clan's old antiques are also not afraid of sacrifice."

"I still have the mark of a deity on me, the King of Devouring Talisman, three thousand complete Ancient Snake Talismans, the Great Thousand Chance Tower, the Divine Light, and the Jade of the Sages. You actually don't want it?"

When Yang Ke heard the words of the white robed old man, he indifferently said, "Your appetite is a little small, it really surprises me."

"What?" You still have so many treasures? "It seems like we don't know yet." Hearing this, many of the dragon race experts immediately stood up, and looked at Yang Qi like a hungry wolf, "Very good, then hand it all out, and get out clean. No, you are very valuable, stay here and be our slave, and help us manage the Dragon Empire. I see that you have integrated many empires, and can actually bring out ten times the luck, so you are a talent in management."

"Correct, help us manage the Dragon Empire and let you be the butler of our slaves."

"The fact that you are able to survive as a junior is truly due to your ability to manage."

When these ancient dragons and dragons stood up, Wubian started to oppress them. He actually wanted to make a move to suppress Yang Qi.

Yang Qi shook his head, looking a little disappointed. He said to the white robed Holy Dragon King, "I am truly disappointed, Supreme Saint Dragon King, you old antiques from the dragon race actually don't see the big picture. I, Yang Qi, have calculated the destiny of this world, to be able to manage the entire empire well. "Now that your ugly faces have been exposed, I originally wanted to negotiate with you, but now it seems that there is no need to talk about it."

"Wait!"

The white-robed ancestor, Saint Dragon King suddenly said, "Yang Qi, stop putting on an act. Don't tell me you have other tricks up your sleeve? "I don't believe that you can enjoy all the dragon scriptures in this hall that we've created."

"So much nonsense."

Yang Qi saw that these ancient dragons had been living like princes for a long time, and they still had to struggle even now. He seemed to not move at all as he said a few words, "Apocalypse, Wang Niao!"

BOOM!

Suddenly, a powerful force of godly force erupted outside the entire space. It seemed very slow, but it was very quick. In an instant, seven million Saint Rulers had all fired the Tribulation King Cannon at the same time.

If all of these powers were gathered together, just how fierce would it be?

With a rumble, the entire crystal wall was completely torn apart. In an instant, the entire hall melted into white light, and then the power of the Ancient Paradise poured down, fusing together with the laws here and causing a violent explosion.

BOOM! Yang Qi spat out a mouthful of primal chaos energy. Suddenly, a huge explosion occurred, and a lot of Protocosmic spirit-treasures appeared. These Protocosmic spirit-treasures were nothing more than books of dragons! This was no trivial matter. Books of small dragons appeared one after another.

These Dragon Books were essentially the same as the real Dragon Books, but they were smaller in size. Each one of them emitted the divine power of the mother nest.

"Go!"

Puff!

Yang Ke blew out his breath. In that instant, a total of twenty-eight books from the Book of Dragons appeared. Each one of them condensed into a huge dragon character that smashed towards the twenty-eight Dragon Clan Elders who were caught off guard.

Yang Ke's actions first tore apart the space with the King's Cannon, and then he dropped the power of the ancient heaven, causing a massive explosion. At the same time, he extracted the ancient chaos energy that he had stored in his body for a long time, and repeatedly exploded, producing the Book of Dragons.

They were in the greatest confusion.

Bang bang bang bang … At this moment, everyone was still unconscious. They had been attacked by the Book of Dragon's power. The Dragon race's power had caused them to feel all sorts of fear. They couldn't even muster up their strength, so they were all sent flying.

"Attack!"

Shua shua shua!

The armored man, Tuo Xi Yuan, roared. He instinctively felt danger, but he could not see clearly where Yang Qi had come from. His palm struck out, covering the surroundings and protecting them.

"Cloud Dragon Storm, impervious to wind!"

This palm strike of his was impenetrable. With a slight movement of wind and rain, each palm strike was like a raging storm of attacks and protection. Rigidly and seamlessly, divine thunder was unleashed.

Unfortunately, Yang Ke directly charged into his palm technique. He threw a punch, and it landed heavily on his lower abdomen, deep into his dantian's Qi Sea. His dantian's Qi Sea immediately became tangled, and his entire body bent down, as if it was in great pain.

His cultivation had reached ten billion spiritual marks and could be called an ancient god. However, when he met Yang Qi, he wouldn't be a match for him even if he were to fight Yang Qi alone. Now that Yang Qi had formed his own empire, he was basically a dragon with an ancient history, even that Saint Dragon King was no match for him.

Moreover, with the combined strength of four great warriors, he was defeated in a blink of an eye without any ability to resist at all. Yang Qi pressed a hand on the top of his head, and with the bombardment of the gods' imprints, the Golden Throne rose up, controlled by the rules and turned into a slave.

"Chase after him again!"

This change didn't even take time for Yang Qi to complete. In just a split-second, the four great masters had become five great masters.

He himself, the second and third Demon Generals, Yang Jian, and the newly subdued Tuo Xi Yuan.

The five great warriors gathered as one and attacked again. This time, the target was an old man who was also shouting like a demon, an old man wearing gray clothes, fierce and ferocious, a ferocious dragon that wanted to devour Yang Qi at all times. This was an ancient ferocious dragon, known as the Tuo Ghost Stinger!

Amongst the ancient dragons and dragons, he could be considered a powerful character. His cultivation was around 12 billion spirit points, and he was slightly stronger than Tuo Xi Yuan.

However, now that the five experts were targeting him, how could he escape?

The little dragon's book knocked him back. While he was hurriedly defending, he did not see what was happening outside. In the depths of the space, there were huge explosions everywhere, and there was the ancient energy of chaos everywhere.

"Good, the Book of Little Dragons is also a Protocosmic spirit-treasure. I will yield to it, and my strength will increase once again!" Tuo Xiong Si still had this thought in his mind, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the five figures had already arrived in front of him and threw out a punch at the same time.

Five powerful forces appeared like the overlord, crushing him inside. Like a pie, the fierce thorn was almost suffocated as his internal organs were turned upside down. His soul seemed to have fallen into the deepest level of hell, eternal darkness appeared in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

Yang Qi's hand had already reached his head.

"No!"

Tuo Xiong Si knew that he was done for this time. He could no longer dominate the world, and could only be a human slave.

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