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Chapter 2991 Ancient Emperor Tribulation(2/2)

They fled here with the remaining people.

When he heard the news, the seventh prince's expression changed drastically.

"It seems that I underestimated you too much."

Although the seventh prince's expression changed, he was not completely panicked yet. After all, the two sides had similar combat power.

"Xiaoyonghou, Xiahou, Gruhou, are you going to rebel?" the seventh prince shouted.

"The position of king can be won by those who are capable. We support Xiaoyonghou to become the new king of Nandu!!"

"Seventh Prince, if you are sensible and hand over your position as king, everything will be fine for us."

"Otherwise, my 170,000-strong army will flatten the entire royal capital!!"

"very good!!"

"In that case, let's fight!!"

"Kill me!!"

"Old Thirteen, you lead 30,000 people to stop the army in the main hall. No matter what, you have to stop them for me, you know that!!"

"To capture the thief, capture the king first."

"Kill the brave warrior!!"

The Seventh Prince had already given the order, and he could see that as long as he killed Xiaoyong Hou, the situation in front of him could be stabilized.

At night, the war begins!!

The armies of both sides rose up in anger.

The entire royal capital was filled with the sound of killing.

Inside and outside the walls of the royal capital.

Another army attacks.

"Report, Sir Ninth Prince, a hundred thousand troops have been assembled, and people from the nine tribes have almost come out in full force."

"Everyone from Baihua Valley and Shilong Sect is also present."

"Yes, I understand. Now, rest where you are and everyone should tie a red rope on their left shoulders."

"The master's orders are the main ones, understand!!"

"clear!!!"

Dajun responded.

Above the sky.

Chen Tian looked at the battle in the dark night, his eyes becoming gloomy.

"Perhaps no one thought that the person who caused this battle would be a human being."

The owner of Baihua Valley is beside Chen Tian.

This southern barbarian woman is indeed a bit hot.

But Chen Tian didn't want to have too much contact with her.

Facing the flattery and temptation of the Baihua Valley Master, Chen Tian remained unmoved.

"You seem to have some relationship with the Seventh Prince?" Chen Tian asked.

Being stared at by Chen Tian, ​​the owner of Baihua Valley did not dare to look directly at him: "He once saved me."

"Is that so?" Chen Tian stopped talking.

"Don't worry, sir. From now on, this little girl will be your wife and will never betray you."

Chentian said nothing.

For him, the Southern Continent is just a place to stay after all.

"here we go."

"To end this battle, the Seventh Prince knows that he must kill the Marquis Xiaoyong, and the Marquis Xiaoyong also knows that he must first capture the Seventh Prince."

Under Chen Tian's gaze.

The two men started fighting.

A brave lord, half a step into the ancient emperor, with extraordinary bravery.

The Seventh Prince is the true god at his peak.

He has the blood of the Barbarian King.

Both sides unleashed their strongest strength, and the seventh prince turned into a seven-meter-tall giant.

The same goes for Xiao Yong Hou.

Showing his most courageous side.

Their battle was simply shaking the world.

The energy ripples that came out directly destroyed the surrounding buildings, and those who were not strong enough died tragically beside them on the spot.

"It is rumored that Xiaoyonghou is our most powerful general in Southern Capital, and he is indeed well-deserved!!"

"The Seventh Prince is also very powerful. He is young and at the peak of the True God Realm. If I give you ten more years, I'm afraid I won't be your match. So, Seventh Prince, please die!!"

The sword is sharp.

The terrifying knife intent swept over.

With one strike of the sword, the world changes.

The seventh prince sneered: "Xiaoyonghou, do you know why I dare to let you come to my royal capital!!"

"Let you see the magical weapon of my Southern Barbarian clan!!"

"As you wish, your spirit will appear soon!!"

The magical weapon in the hands of the Seventh Prince suddenly transformed into a prison, directly trapping Xiaoyong Hou.

Xiao Yonghou immediately struck him with brute force.

Unexpectedly, the prison remained motionless.

Xiaoyong Hou's face darkened: "This is my Nandu Divine Magical Artifact, Ruyi Shuttle!!"

"A little discerning."

"How come the founding artifact is in your hands!!" Xiao Yonghou never expected that the founding artifact would be in the hands of the seventh prince. This thing is what he fears the most, but it has not been seen for three thousand years.

News.

Now the appearance of Ruyi Shuo has disrupted Xiaoyong Hou's plan.

"Hahaha, it's very simple. This is what the royal father passed down to me. Although he is under house arrest in the city now, he doesn't want the world to fall into the hands of people with foreign surnames."

The seventh prince laughed proudly.

"Xiao Yonghou, you lost."

"As you wish, please show your spirit quickly and kill me!!"

Countless sharp blades appeared inside Jian Lao, and the power of the artifact was enough to penetrate the barbarian's steel-defensive body.

Xiao Yonghou seemed to have seen the moment of his own death.

He knew that he failed.

But he was not willing to fail like this.

The sharp blade penetrated his body.

In anger.

In extremely unwilling circumstances.

Xiaoyonghou burned his life's strength.

Suddenly, the sky shook.

A vast and terrifying thunder sea unexpectedly appeared.

The crowd was shocked by the noise. Everyone looked up and showed shock.

"This, this is the Thunder Tribulation of the Ancient Emperor!!!"

The exclamations echoed in the dark night.
Chapter completed!
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