Douluo: Start Invincible From Capturing the Goddess

  Chapter 897 The Chinese blood is awesome! Sovereigns and Five Emperors? The emperor's way shocked the world!

   "Rumble—"

   A majestic golden aura permeated the entire sky, domineeringly healed the space cracks torn open by the Void Lord.

  When the majestic and noble figures of the Eight Paths walked out from the golden beam of light behind Luo Yu, the sky and the earth sympathized with each other, and thunder and lightning flashed.

  The God of Hades behind Mo Xin, who had not faded away, was trembling like an ancient god.

  The entire Douluo Continent was alarmed at the same time and looked up.

  The lords of the Nether Heaven looked at the eight golden lights and shadows in shock, their eyes trembled, and they could feel the otherworldly horror contained in the lights and shadows.

  Most of them have faced the 20th-level ancestral realm powerhouse, but the aura of the other party is far less noble than the eight golden shadows in front.

   It seems that they are not on the same level at all, making people dare not look directly at them, and there is a feeling of shame.

   "How... how is it possible."

"What's going on with these golden shadows? Could it be the ancestral heroic spirits hidden in the bloodline like me?" Mo Xin lost his voice, full of shock. The bloodline of the Underworld God is a unique existence in the Nether Holy Heaven, because he is the only one There have been real gods in the ancestors of the ancestors.

   This deity is not a deity that some garbage planes call themselves, but a legendary existence in the heavens.

   "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

   "How can an aborigine's bloodline be so noble, how can he summon a Heroic Spirit of the level of Hades?"

  Mo Xin shook his head again and again, deciding that this must be a kind of exercise that he had never seen before, and it could not be the appearance of the heroic spirit that summoned the ancestors.

Watching Shi Tianjun who came from the "big place" fell into shock, watching the aura of the emperor's way in the sky, Qian Daoliu and the others felt that they couldn't help but want to pay respects. It hurts.

   "Leader... this... what kind of method is this?"

  Bibi Dong's cherry lips opened.

  She has been in a high position for many years, and she knows that a person in a high position will accumulate an aura, more precisely, an aura.

  Although it is not a substantive thing, it will create a sense of oppression.

  Even if she didn't do anything, but just stood there, many people didn't dare to take a breath, let alone look at her.

   But now, when she looked at Luo Yu, she also had this feeling.

  After the eight golden lights and shadows appeared, Luo Yu's nobility and majesty reached the extreme, and his eyes opened and closed exuded a breath-taking aura.

  The stalwart body exudes the majesty of the emperor, which is beyond words.

  It seems to be born supreme, looking down on the world.

   Bibi Dong couldn't help but stare infatuatedly. From the corner of her eye, Gu Yuena and the God of Life had already fallen under Luo Yu's temperament.

  Everyone was completely in shock, wondering what method Luo Yu used. novelenglish.net . Fire(.)nᴇt

  Actually, Luo Yu himself was as stable as an old dog on the surface, but he was also shocked when he mentally perceived the characteristics of the eight golden lights and shadows behind him.

  I feel extremely incredible.

  Eight figures, each exuding a strong imperial aura, as if trying to suppress the heavens.

  One of them is burning with deep flames, like the first ray of fire between heaven and earth, surrounded by countless plants.

  The gossip floats behind the back of the other one, and it seems that there are thousands of formations circulating in it, which coincides with the principles of heaven and earth, and is extremely mysterious.

There is also a figure carrying a holy sword. The sun, moon and stars are engraved on one side of the sword, and mountains and rivers are engraved on the other. The world is full of ghosts and monsters.

  Earth Emperor Shennong Yandi tasted hundreds of herbs, Emperor Fuxi was in charge of the gossip of heaven and earth, and Emperor Huangdi held the holy weapon, Xuanyuan Xiayu sword.

  The five figures in the rear, in addition to being full of the majesty of the emperor, each contains the ultimate aura of gold, wood, water, fire, earth and the five elements.

  Golden Emperor-Zhuanxu.

  Mudi—Emperor Ku.

  Water Emperor—Yao.

  Fire Emperor-Shun.

  Emperor of Earth—Da Yu.

  The Three Emperors and Five Emperors turned out to be the Three Emperors and Five Emperors!

  Luo Yu's heart was agitated, and countless excitements arose at the same time as he was shocked.

   Just ask the people of China, who would not be excited and happy after summoning the ancestors.

  At the same time, his heart fell into some kind of deep shock.

  Since the ancestor heroic spirits can be summoned, it means that all the legends in China are true.

  Where did the patriarchs and gods of China go?

  Why disappeared in later generations.

  He really didn't expect that the three emperors and five emperors could be summoned by re-engraving the operation path of the Moxin Mingshen three-kowtow exercise through the God of Creation.

   What a surprise, what a big surprise.

  Luo Yu really didn't expect it, after all, his current body belongs to Douluo.

   But the essence of the soul does belong to Huaxia.

and many more!

  Luo Yu felt strange in his heart. In fact, his physical body did not belong to Douluo.

   After all, it was casted by the twenty-fourth grade golden lotus, which belongs to China's top treasure.

  He was wondering whether the true potential hidden in this body had not been stimulated.

Forehead-

  By imitating the **** of the underworld, kowtowing three times, he actually summoned the three emperors and five emperors. Luo Yu seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

   It turns out that his body and Huaxia's soul still hide many secrets, far from reaching the limit.

   "You... what are you doing?!"

   "What's the matter with the golden shadow behind you?"

   "This is definitely not the three kowtows of the **** of the underworld."

  Moxin is the most unacceptable at this time.

  Because he could vaguely perceive that Luo Yu's method of summoning the golden shadow was similar to the three kowtows of the **** of the underworld.

   This is a unique method of their Hades family.

  Even if other races have learned the three-kowtow operation route of Hades, without the blood of Hades, it can only be said that they have learned loneliness.

result…

  The other party is outrageous now, summoning a full eight figures?

   Outrageous, outrageous.

  For Mo Xin, it doesn't matter whether he fights or not now, if he doesn't understand this matter, he will die with peace.

  Luo Yu is surrounded by imperial aura, and the holy power circulates.

  Ascended into the sky and looked down at Tianjun, Moxin and others.

   There was a faint smile of contempt on the corner of his mouth.

   "Moxin, didn't you say that no one can use your **** of the underworld to kowtow three times?"

   "You are not the **** of the underworld three kowtows at all! The **** of the underworld is still behind me." Mo Xin clenched her teeth tightly, and her voice came out from between her teeth.

"Oh."

  Luo Yu nodded.

   "Under the blood of your garbage, it is true that you can make the **** of the underworld three kowtow, after all, you should kneel before fighting."

   "For me, it's more accurate to call it the 'Huandi Sutra'."

   "Garbage bloodline? You say my Hades bloodline is garbage?" Mo Xin's sharp voice pierced the sky, "How can you, a native, have the right to say such a thing?"

   "My ancestral **** of the underworld is a real god, who can destroy countless ancestral powerhouses with a single breath. Do you dare to say that my blood is rubbish?"

   "What confidence do you have to say such a thing?"

  Luo Yu nodded, but did not deny the other party's statement.

  Raising his finger, he pointed at the figure of Mingshen behind Mo Xin, with no respect in his eyes, only indifference.

   "He is what you call relying on, right?"

   "The so-called reliance?" Mo Xin smiled, straightened his waist, and said coldly: "You, a native, will never understand the meaning of having a **** from your ancestors. What an honor that is."

  (end of this chapter)