Destined Antagonist: I Refuse To Annul The Engagement!

Chapter 256: Ancient Poetry Appears, Summoning The Emperor?

It has to be said that Mingfan's luck is really bad. He was teleported to a magic valley. This may be where the body of an ancient strong man from Demon Race is, so that a large number of monsters gathered, which is close to There are as many as a thousand.

He tried his best to resist, and finally waited for the help of his eldest sister and the Prodigy monsters from Wenchang Academy. He thought he could successfully eliminate these monsters, but unexpectedly, something happened suddenly, and the entire Demon Valley trembled, and the Demonic Forbidden City trembled. All over the sky, the Ancient Demon Tomb opened, and a true Divine Weapon from the Ancient Demon Race flew out.

The true Divine Weapon is like the center of a storm, sweeping up demonic energy from thousands of miles around, causing all the monsters around it to surge in.

They were in crisis again.

If that's all, that's it. With their strength, they may not be able to clear out the endless stream of monsters, but saving their lives and escaping smoothly is relatively not a big problem.

However, luck never comes in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone. The true Divine Weapon contains the remnant soul of the ancient Demon Race strongman, who took a fancy to the eldest sister's physique and took her body.

Surrounded by monsters, they were unable to help.

And, that’s not the worst!

"Mingfang!!"

"Are you really going to stand by and watch?!" Ming Fan looked at the group of people standing in mid-air outside the Demon Valley, his eyes filled with anger.

Ming Fang, the sixth prince of Ming.

"Ninth Brother, I am also your half-brother after all, but you don't even want to call me 'Sixth Brother'. Sixth Brother, I am just standing by and watching without the end of fighting for the real Divine Weapon. I am already treating you very badly." You're welcome." Ming Fang smiled coldly.

He knew that there was no hope in the battle between their nine princes for the Ming Dynasty throne, so he had secretly taken refuge with his eldest brother Ming Kong, hoping that in the future when the other prince would take power, he could also gain a princely position and take charge of an ancient city.

It is natural to show your surrender and loyalty.

Now it seems that the head of Ming Brahma is the most suitable.

After all, during the Dengtian Banquet, this kid actually dared to join forces with Jiangbei to slap Brother in the face, and even threw the Dengtian Tower at the door of the mansion to act as a threshold.

This humiliation, I believe the eldest brother has long been very unhappy.

Let him take over the reputation of fratricide for his elder brother!

Of course, in the current situation, there was no need for him to take action.

The swarming monsters in the Demon Valley alone are enough for Hades to drink from a pot.

He can just sit on the Diaoyutai now. When the time comes, Ming Fan's head and the true Divine Weapon will all be his!

Ming Fan saw Ming Fang's thoughts and became furious. He roared, "If I get out of trouble today, I will kill you with my own hands to vent my anger!!"

There was no other way. He was now helpless and could only ask for help from Jiangbei, praying that the other party would remember his kindness and come to help.

"Ah!"

Ming Fang smiled disdainfully, "Besides asking for help from Jiangbei, what other way do you have to survive?"

"But, that's okay..."

"If you call Jiang Bei, it will save me trouble."

Mingfanjia Jiangbei, two heads, is enough to exchange for the position of prince from the eldest brother!

As soon as these words came out, Ming Fan's face changed suddenly, and he felt regretful in his heart. He asked for help abruptly, fearing that he might not bring disaster to Brother Jiang...

"This is too much!"

The wrath of the underworld arises from the heart, roaring in a low voice, crazily stimulating the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, brilliant seven-color divine radiance bursts out, the breath is ups and downs, the gurgling Literary Aura flows, giving birth to a dense vision.

Bite your finger, use the blood as ink, use the finger as a pen, trigger the waves Literary Aura, write out of thin air:

…

Brother Jiang's poems are the most majestic literary treasures he has ever had the honor to see. Today, he inspired Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, used his own blood as the source, and the literary realm as his strength, to copy with all his strength, hoping to borrow this poem. The power of Tao treasures.

The characters are glowing with golden light, appearing between heaven and earth.

Literary rules emerge, imbued with majestic Literary Aura.

The characters of the poem are suddenly distorted, combined with the rules of literature and art, triggering the Great Dao of heaven and earth, forming a gray and monstrous vision.

A golden thread runs through the sky and the earth, like a sacred pillar, cutting through the void.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the golden thread and tore open the void with bare hands.

An emperor walked out slowly.

The hazy figure is as tall as the supreme god;

Wearing a gold and jade dragon robe, the five-clawed golden dragon on it is lifelike, as if it is soaring out and roaring for nine days;

The left hand is leaning on a divine sword. The blade has no edge, but it carries the weight of the world.

The emperor looked around, his indifferent eyes containing supreme meaning, instantly freezing the heaven and earth and freezing the void.

"Demon Race? Bastard!! How dare you bully me, the little ant tribe, Human Race!"

The sound was like a dragon, and the void trembled.

The unspeakable tyranny made the world roll back in shock, and the demonic energy containing the meaning of true demon disappeared in an instant like a phantom of foam.

Many monsters in the Demon Valley crouched on the ground in fear and trembled as if they were seeing gods.

The monster is corroded by the devil's energy, and does not have much spiritual intelligence. It only has the instinct of the soul bred by the devil's energy. At this time, facing this emperor, the instinct is like an ant kneeling down. This is the awe engraved deep in the soul. It's like...this is an iron law of rules and order!

The remnant soul of Demon Race, an ancient warrior who invaded Wenchang Saintess' body and was in the process of seizing his body, was also horrified at this time. The awe deep in his heart grew crazily and enveloped his whole body. He did not even dare to pretend to be dead and hurriedly rushed out of Wenchang Saintess' body. He flew out, crawled on the ground, and kowtowed frantically, "Your Majesty, please spare my life! Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

Mingfang and his party were horrified, staring blankly at the phantom of the Dao Emperor in the sky, unable to control themselves.

The poems present visions of killing and killing, which is a literary method, and they have always heard of it.

However, what kind of poem was written by Ming Fan, and why did it give birth to such a terrifying imperial figure? !

There are thousands of monsters in the Demon Valley, but they are all subdued and kneel down in fear? !

Even the ancient Demon Race expert was frightened and begged for mercy?

This...how is this possible? ! !

Ming Fan was also shocked. He knew that Brother Jiang's poem was a literary treasure and was absolutely very powerful. He was also lucky enough to witness it in the Dengtian Tower, but...he was just copying after all, so why could he produce such a terrifying thing? The figure of the emperor?

The emperor looked down at the remnant soul of the ancient Demon Race strongman, his indifferent eyes full of coldness, "I once told the Myriad Races that those who meddle with the Human Race will destroy the nine races! It seems that you still don't have a long memory!"

The divine sword he was leaning on in his left hand was slashed out, and pure golden light sword energy fell.

The ancient Demon Race expert suddenly turned pale with horror and screamed, "Your Majesty, have mercy on me! Your Majesty, please have mercy on me!!"

Buzz——

The sword energy disappeared, and the remaining soul was instantly shattered!

Ming Fang and the others' hearts trembled. The remnant soul of the Demon Race ancient strongman, which was at least half as strong as Heavenly Origin, was killed by the Dao Emperor figure with one sword?

You must know that this emperor's figure is just a vision manifested in poetry, and its real combat power may not even be the skin of this emperor!

Who is this emperor...? ! !