Seeing the familiar figure, the Emperor exclaimed: "Aotian, are you not dead?"

Aotian?

Father?

Ling Tian was also shocked in his heart. Looking carefully, he felt very hopeful. Especially at this time, the domineering aura displayed by Aotian's figure made the sky tremble.

Aotianli!

Space trembles.

The whole scene was filled with deafening words: "If you see the king above, don't bow your head, the generals of the three armies will kowtow!"

"A million soldiers wave the flag again, and with the three armies united, I will be invincible!"

"White Dragon Pestle!"

"Aotian!"

Under the arrogant words, the white dragon roared. As the white dragon roared, the white dragon's sacred weapon, the white dragon pestle, fell from the sky in an instant, approaching the emperor. Facing Aotian's attack, the emperor's heart trembled: "Damn it.

!”

The emperor roared.

The long sword shattered the sky.

In just a moment, the pressure suddenly rose. When the pressure appeared, the two major offensives faced each other in an instant.

Boom!

Within the entire space, there was a sky-shattering posture again. When this oppression was broken, there was another majestic coercion under the sky, and the emperor's expression changed slightly: "Your cultivation..."

Exclaimed moment.

Emperor!

Shock back!

Aotian held up his hands and said disdainfully: "Thousands of years have passed. I really didn't expect that your cultivation is still at this level without any progress?"

"How ridiculous!"

Aotian's words were full of disdain, and the Emperor felt angry: "Aotian, since you are dead, why do you need to continue to appear?"

"today!"

"What you have left is nothing more than the divine will of the God Emperor."

"Even if you have the help of White Dragon, you still want to succeed in the current situation."

The emperor's words were even more domineering. Facing Aotian, he could only feel angry. The thousand-year chessboard had evolved to such an extent. How could he be willing to let go? Now he must do whatever it takes...

Attack with all your strength!

otherwise!

Doomed to fail.

Aotian shook his head and sighed: "Thousands of years have passed. It's ridiculous that you still can't understand the situation. How can I lay out such a huge chessboard by myself?"

kindness?

The emperor seemed to have something on his mind: "Could it be that there are still people in the Ancestral God Realm helping you?"

"Ah."

Aotian said disdainfully: "You don't need to care, and you don't need to think too much. Now you just need to understand that everything I own belongs to Tian'er."

"You are delusional about getting the slightest bit of success!"

The moment Aotian raved, he glanced at Ling Tian and praised: "My son, you are finally here!"

"Father...Father!"

Ling Tian looked at the Aotian God Emperor in front of him and felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Although he hadn't seen him for only a few years, Ling Aotian at this moment felt so strange to him, yet so familiar at the same time.

God Emperor Aotian?

Then why were the parents who were in the Dragon Kingdom back then?

Ling Tian was a little confused, as if he noticed the change in Ling Tian's mind: "My son, don't think too much, you will naturally understand the whole story when you inherit my inheritance."

"now!"

"Although you have come before this emperor, your disaster has just begun."

us?

Ling Tian's heart trembled: "Is it Wanyun?"

There was no time to think about it. At this time, the pressure on the scene was suddenly strong. As the pressure condensed for a moment, the shadows of countless holy lotuses spread out in an instant. Ling Tian's heart trembled: "Wanyun!"

Whispering for a moment.

In the temple, Her Royal Highness the Saint, Lin Wanyun, who had been wrapped in the origin of the Saint, suddenly opened her eyes. The moment she opened her eyes, an unprecedented brilliance bloomed.

Accompanied by the beauty murmuring: "Ling Tian!"
Chapter completed!