Mysterious Heavenly Dao Exposure: My Dual Pupils Can't Be Hidden

Such a powerful human shield will be extremely important in the future war of ten thousand worlds.

Just imagine, if the two immortal emperors are fighting against each other, with the same number, Long Yuan can hold the two of them in an invincible position by himself, and the immortal emperor who frees up his hands can help other immortal emperors to quickly solve their opponents.

Of course, in the battle of the Immortal Emperor level, the level of personal strength is still important, and Liu Tianhong is also aware of it, but Long Yuan's strength is beyond doubt.

There was a trace of worry in Liu Tianhong's eyes, and his gray beard moved with the wind, declaring that the old man was dying, and the old man dropped his chess pieces heavily, which was the direction of the Dragon Clan.

"If the dragon clan has different intentions, what should my human clan do?"

The frown between the corners of the old man 02's eyes seemed to be deeper.

The dragon family is really too powerful.

The ancestral land of the immortals...

Since the end of the emperor war, the two immortal emperors, Xiancheng and Xianwu, hurriedly returned to the clan.

He did not heal the injury of the Great Dao, but instead aggravated the injury.

In a place full of spiritual energy, Xiancheng greedily devoured all kinds of pure energy to repair the emperor drive. These energy are the rare energy collected by the immortals and can be ranked in the world.

If any of these energies are randomly placed in a race, they will surely be regarded as one of the most important inheritances in the race.

At this moment, for Xiancheng, it is just as casual as eating and drinking without caring. This is the heritage of the Xianren.

To be able to call himself the first race of the Myriad Realms, the human race's heritage is absolutely terrifying.

It is precisely because of these rare energies that Xiancheng Xianwu's injuries can recover so quickly.

Standing outside the aura of light, Xianwu said with a gloomy and cold expression: "The new round of rankings in the world has come out, and it is the Immortal Emperor Longyuan of the Dragon Clan.

Inside the light group, the aura of Xiancheng suddenly shrank and expanded, like boiling hot water, and said gloomily: "That guy from the dragon clan is actually ranked thirteenth, it's really hidden.

"The Taoist method created by the old boy of the dragon clan is known as immortality and immortality. Similar to the phoenix clan, they are all very tricky guys, with rough skin and thick flesh, they can't be beaten to death.

"The way of the true spirit!

Xiancheng was even more shocked.

If the soul of an Immortal Emperor level powerhouse is immortal, he can never die. This dragon clan guy is really strong in vitality. With his strong soul force, he is afraid that his combat power will not be too low.

Xiancheng's face stiffened: "Another strong enemy!"

"If this goes on, the immortal race will be in danger. If it is not broken, it will not stand. If it is broken, it will stand. It is time to make up your mind."

Xianwu seemed to think of something terrifying, his face changed greatly, and he said, "Is there really no other way?"

"The situation is getting worse and worse."

Xiancheng sighed: "I failed in this imperial battle, my Dao injury cannot be healed, and my cultivation is getting lower and lower, so this is the only way I can do it.

After saying that, a flash of determination flashed in Xiancheng Eye 083 God, he had longed for that kind of terrifying power for a long time.

In the past, it was because of the elf queen that he chose not to take risks, but now there is no last retreat, and everything has returned to its original point.

Only with the power in the depths of the Nine-color Altar can he dominate the world!

Thinking of this, Xiancheng was a little excited: "This time, you and my brothers will have no way to retreat. Once the soul is sacrificed, it will be beyond our control, but if we get that power, Haoran Wanjie will no longer be invincible! 39

While speaking, the nine-color altar slowly rose, and a mysterious and terrifying force rippled out, shaking the mind of the Immortal Emperor,