Summon the Emperor System

Fighting to death with a lonely courage, may still die vigorously, but despair can only be exchanged for faster forgetting after death.

"Wow~"

"Master Gou, I haven't taken any action yet, how could you all fall down?"

"Ooooooooo~"

With all kinds of assistance, Zhao Shaitian's dog hair stood up like it was blown by thunder. He could not bear it for a long time, and he flew out and let out a crazy wolf howl: "I want to tear the sky!"

"Tear!"

Under his sharp dog's claws, the space was torn apart like a newspaper. Under that terrifying to incredible power, a dozen Daoist priests in front were torn apart and burst into blood!

The soul is gone.

Three thousand avenues, moaning weakly.

A dog can kill more than a dozen avenues at once.

In the face of the mighty Shenlong Empire, these beings standing proudly at the pinnacle are just like what Zhao Hao said: trash, all trash. Waste, no one can fight!

"Boom and kill--"

The massacre didn't last long, and there was not much left of the Three Thousand Avenue.

"Juling!"

"Come!"

At this time, Zhao Hao was already floating in the void and observing the entire battlefield. At the same time, under the guidance of his strength, the aura beads from the heavens and the world that were exploded continuously gathered towards him and were collected by him.

...

Behind the Three Thousand Avenue Palace, on the top of the Avenue Peak, under the ancient linden tree.

The creators of the three thousand heavens and the world, the ultimate source of everything, the source of black and white, the two gods sitting in front of the chess board, their expressions never fluctuate, they are still leisurely and calm.

The old man in white with a kind and kind face and the man in black with a cold and stern expression have been calmly observing this unprecedented battle.

The black-clothed man played with a chess piece in his hand and said, "The chessboard, it seems that it is about to collapse."

The white-clothed old man smiled and said: "I can't collapse, I can't collapse, it's just a small chess piece, and it won't break the entire chessboard." Smoothly, he grabbed a chess piece from the chess urn: "When I think, the universe is infinite. , I sit here, how can the chessboard collapse?"

The black-clothed man had a faint expression, and said: "From what you see, Zhao Ritian, is he a player who wants to play chess, or does he want to overturn the board?"

The old man in white smiled and said: "Within the Tao, Wang Tu's dominance is just a cloud, and eternity is just a bubble. He may not know, or he may know, in fact, in his own heart, he wants to pursue a true free self."

"Ah."

The black-clothed man sneered: "That is to control the chess game."

The white-clothed old man quipped: "Our three thousand disciples, how long do you think you can hold on?"

The black-clothed man squinted his eyes and said, "Zhao Ritian has an independent main **** who can create all things. The supernatural powers are not under you and me. He has a large number of strong assistants who are separated from the Dao. Those strong are indeed very good. Strong. But he himself is not strong enough to conquer everything. In this battle, as long as the seven strongest in the Three Thousand Dao have made the determination to die, he may not be able to win this battle."

The white-clothed old man looked at ease: "Sheng Tian Yizi, but if you can prove Dao, let's continue playing chess."

...

"Boom boom boom!"

Under various state of magic skills and the sound of war drums, the gods and generals of the Shenlong Empire slaughtered with blood.

"Boom Kacha—"

"Boom Kacha—"

The battlefield of Three Thousand Avenue and Hengshi Avenue, the smashed soul, and the blood-stained void.

At the center of the main road battlefield, at this moment, there are still seven people who abandoned the offensive and hugged them into a group, using the strength of their lives to sacrifice a defense, and support them bitterly. However, the defense has been broken, and it can't be supported for a moment.

These seven people are the seven at the top of the Pyramid of the Three Thousand Avenue, the Seventh Heaven on the Avenue.

Under the force of a blast, the defense of the seven people was shocked, and the corner of Tianxiang's mouth was bleeding on the "Road of Ten Thousand Tribulations", and his face was bitter: "This battle, there is no hope of victory."

The other six people were sad and desolate at the same time.

As the head of the three thousand avenues, Tianxiang, the first avenue that controls the thousand tribulations, says that there is no hope. Then, it is really hopeless.

"Zhao Ritian proves by killing that we have no hope of victory, and we will die if we lose." At this time, Xiaohan of the'Dragon Avenue' seemed to have made up his mind and gritted his teeth: "Then, there is no need to hesitate. Incarnate, suppress him forever!"

"Hell Avenue" showed unwillingness to catastrophe, but did not hesitate, and said cruelly: "Okay, it is better than death in vain. In this way, it is also equivalent to the same death."

"The Avenue of Swords" Qiancheng nodded, his face floating sadly: "That's fine."

Feng Yao sighed with emotion and sorrow on his face on "Avenue of Stars": "It can only be so."

"But..." "The Avenue of Shadows" Nine Shadows said solemnly: "Even if our seven soldiers defuse Taoism, self-destruct, and transform into Taoism, Zhao Ritian has three thousand gods and generals to help us, and we will surely be able to break through the suppression."

'Xiaoyao Avenue' Lemon seemed to have looked down upon life and death, and smiled slightly: "Then Zhao Ritian went on the'Slaying Avenue', but the repair was the'Summoning Avenue'. These dragon empire powerhouses, they are not things in the Tao, they are separated from the Tao. Naturally, he will not fall into the Tao. As long as Zhao Ritian is wiped out, the power of the Shenlong Empire will naturally be wiped out."

"boom--"

At this time, under the golden cudgel of the Monkey King, Xing Tian's great axe, Xiang Yu's fist, and Nu Wa's spiritual power... the seven defenses shattered.

The Seventh Heaven on the avenue was shaken to the ground one after another.

Also at this moment...

"Dragon Avenue" Xiaohan vomited blood and shouted, "What are you still hesitating?"

"boom!"

The avenue is in the seventh heaven, and the rays of light burst from the body.

"Hahaha, Zhao Ritian, sleep with us forever!"

"boom!"

In the center of the avenue battlefield, the seven collectively blew themselves up in an instant, but there was no violent blood and flesh soul, but turned into a violent colorful light that filled the entire avenue battlefield.

This scene, like a rainbow bomb exploding, is extremely gorgeous.

"Fuck!"

The gods will be surprised.

"I can't beat myself to explode!"

"Nima, if you really can't beat him, you just squatted on the spot!"

"admire!"

The gods shouted again.

At this moment, Zhao Hao, standing proudly in the air, was also taken aback and his expression changed.

All gods will come from the system and be separated from the ‘Tao’. At this moment, in their eyes, there is no abnormality, and no abnormality has occurred. However, Zhao Hao is different.

In Zhao Hao's eyes, the entire avenue battlefield was spinning around, and the cracked avenue battlefield had turned into a rainbow-like vortex of the Tao.

He heard the voices of the seven: "Happiness, anger, sadness, love, evil desire, incarnate into Tao!"

Just listen to the lemon of ‘Xiaoyao Avenue’ shouting: “Tao begets all things in the world, the saint begets virtuous begets nature, the yin embraces the yang, the biochemistry, the infinite.

Tianxiang sternly shouted on the'Road of Ten Thousand Tribulations': "Enter the Tao!"

"Om—"

Suddenly, Zhao Hao was dragged into the rainbow-like vortex.