"Who are you?"

Feng Hao looked at the young man and asked.

Suddenly, he felt that the greatest significance of coming to Lin Zhou was to find the young man who claimed to be the emperor.

"The former prince of this imperial city was a prodigal son who owed these people too much..."

After saying this, the young man's figure gradually faded away. Come down until he disappears...

"It's getting more and more interesting."

After Feng Hao saw the young man disappear, he felt that everything became more interesting, as if ...The young man who calls himself the emperor is a projected incarnation.

In other words, he is definitely the strongest existence Feng Hao has seen since he came to the universe.

It can recreate the scene of the past in the ruins, and everyone will not look like an illusion, but a real person.

And these are all written by that young man.

“It’s a small world of its own, it’s amazing!”

Feng Hao gave a high degree of recognition to the young man’s methods, at least... in his Fengzhou, he was There is no way to manifest these things.

What’s more, they are all people with thoughts and flesh and blood.

Feng Hao then saw that fifty-four second-level strongmen from eighteen sects had all joined the camp of the man surrounded by evil spirits, and were attacking the people in this imperial city. The strong ones started fighting.

There were many strong men in the imperial city, but Lin Yu discovered that these people were not warriors, but secretaries who used magical powers.

It is similar to the mage in online games, with all kinds of gorgeous brilliance intertwined, like a magical blockbuster in the prosperous era.

When Feng Hao saw this scene, he actually had an urge to film, but luckily he restrained himself in the end.

　“Who are you?”

Suddenly, someone noticed the presence of Feng Hao, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

This is the city wall of the palace. The middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe felt puzzled at that time. This man seemed to have suddenly appeared.

Feng Hao looked at the middle-aged man and thought of what the young man said. This imperial city seemed to be his regret.

And as long as he helps him make up for this regret, he will have the opportunity to become a first-class mortal saint.

Feng Hao actually doesn’t care about chance. What he cares about is, if he gets rid of the guy on the throne, will he be able to see the young man again?

So he felt that taking sides was a very important choice.

　“I am the helper invited by the prince of this imperial city! " Feng Hao said seriously.

The middle-aged man was obviously shocked, and his hands under the embroidered robe were trembling slightly: "Isn't the emperor trapped in the other side? Young man, is he... is he okay? ”

Feng Hao was even more shocked now. Seeing the reaction of the middle-aged man in dragon robe gave him a feeling of traveling through time.

In other words There is a high degree of freedom in this city of ruins. Anything you say and any decision you make will guide the final direction of this matter.

As long as the result meets the young man’s expectations, then the trial will be completed. .

"There is a mountain higher than the other, so I can't accept it..."

Feng Hao really admired that young man at this moment. The reappearance of this scene is not just for people to watch. .

The key point is to make people participate.

Feng Hao stared at the middle-aged man who looked at him expectantly, and said seriously: "He is very good, but now he is There is no way to come back, let me solve this matter. "

"Can you tell me who that person is? ”

Feng Hao is now very interested in solving this matter because he wants to know the result and the young man’s life trajectory.

Perhaps his world is perfect and he needs to use It’s uncertain even when you’re young.

The middle-aged man seemed to hate the man on the throne. Looking at the people of the imperial city outside the imperial city who were using their lives to resist the monsters, he said word by word: "From The Demon Emperor on the other side is the source of all evil that treats humans as its slaves. "

"Demon Emperor? "

Feng Hao was startled for a moment. This name was very intimidating, but that person's combat power didn't seem to be very good.

It was just better than the ones around him. This dragon-robed Human Emperor is just a little bit stronger.

But...the monsters that guy sat down on are much stronger than the scholars and soldiers in the imperial city.

/>　So from the perspective of the battle situation, it is very unfavorable for the Imperial City of Great Xia.

Especially with the participation of fifty-four second-grade Martial Emperors, the battle situation is even more one-sided. For the opportunity of first-grade mortal saints, they all fight They are very fierce.

Although it is unethical to help monsters kill humans, this is an illusion. Since it is all fake, then the people they kill are not real people.

So there is no psychological pressure, but full of expectations for the opportunity to be a mortal.

Even in order to attract the man on the throne, they are competing to see who can kill more brilliantly and domineeringly. .

At this moment, you may feel that the expressions of these people when they diedIt was so realistic that the leader of the Martial God Sect and the two elders suddenly couldn't take action.

For them, collaborating with those monsters and killing human beings is totally unacceptable no matter how you look at it.

Although this is just an illusion, the illusion is also realistic. Can you kill fellow human beings just for those opportunities?

So the leader of the Martial God Sect and two elders chose to stop.

And began to help some scholars, killing those ferocious monsters without leaving any trace.

Feng Hao felt that he could not wait any longer. When he saw the death of these people, he felt panicked in his heart.

It was like being hit in the chest with a stone.

At that moment, Feng Hao took a step directly from the wall. With this step, ripples suddenly appeared under his feet.

These ripples swept through the group of monster beasts, and suddenly all the monster beasts fell to the ground with their internal organs shattered, dying with their eyes open.

The expression on Feng Hao’s face remained unchanged. Killing these monsters was no different from killing cats and dogs.

So he walked down from the city wall, and with the second step he took, he once again killed more than a hundred monster beasts in an instant.

Feng Hao took eighteen steps in total when he walked down from the city wall. The experience brought to the monster was like entering eighteen levels of hell.

He was so dead that not even his bones were left.

And this scene made the Human Emperor on the city wall, who was preparing for a decisive battle with the Demon Emperor, stunned and his body trembling violently.

Those strong men from the sect suddenly changed their expressions, although the ripples did no harm to them.

But seeing the monster beasts fighting alongside them fall, the impact on their senses made them unable to calm down.

"Then...is that Feng Haoran?"

Suddenly, the leader of the Martial God Sect was stunned. He saw the figure from a distance, although he couldn't see it yet. Clear facial features.

But it gave them the same feeling as that Feng Haoran who defeated the fourth-level Wuzong with his boxing style.

The Daxia warriors outside the city of ruins also saw this scene through the water curtain in the city.

Everyone was deeply shocked. The person with slightly blurred facial features seemed to be... the fifty-fifth person who entered the ruins.

What the hell is this coming from? It’s so beautiful...