Chapter 1245 Donghuang Was Robbed!

"Am I letting you go?"

Hearing Ye Yu's clear voice in the ears of Donghuang and his group, they were so frightened that their footsteps froze in place.

Turning around, Donghuang looked up at Ye Yu and asked in a gloomy tone, "Do you still want to keep me here?"

Snapped!

Hearing this, Ye Yu snapped his fingers and said with a chuckle, "That's a good idea!"

Donghuang's body trembled, and fear flashed in his eyes.

"This seat is the Son of God of the Church of Light!"

"Leave this seat here, do you want to start a war in the cultivation world!"

Ye Yu pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and said indifferently, "Although you overestimated your importance, it doesn't prevent me from letting you go this time!"

"But you can go, leave the things behind!"

"What?" Donghuang was startled when he heard the words, and said with a wary expression.

Ye Yu stared at Donghuang with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Slate of Destiny!"

"Leave the Stone of Destiny and you can go!"

"This is impossible!"

Donghuang shouted without hesitation, "The Slate of Destiny must not be given to you!"

"No?"

With a turn of the Thunder Sword in Ye Yu's hand, a piercing thunder sword energy shot out from the sky!

Zheng!

Sword Qi swept across the void, and before Dong Huang could react, a strand of his hair had already been cut off.

"If you don't leave the Slate of Destiny, your head will be cut next time!"

"It's up to you to weigh up and see for yourself!"

As soon as Ye Yu's voice fell, Donghuang stood on the spot with a gloomy expression on his face.

After a long time, Donghuang took a deep breath and said with a gloomy face, "The Slate of Destiny can only be used in the hands of this seat, what do you want it to do!"

"I want you to take care of it?"

Ye Yu squinted at Dong Huang and said in a flat tone, "Can't I use it to decorate the living room?"

"you···"

Donghuang glared at Ye Yu, but in the face of Ye Yu's strength, he had no room to resist!

"it is good!"

After a long time, the East Emperor gritted his teeth and said, "The Slate of Destiny will be given to you, but one day, this seat will be retaken from your hands!"

Ye Yu looked up at the gloomy Donghuang, and said with a chuckle, "Okay, very welcome!"

Taking out the Slate of Destiny, Donghuang raised his hand and threw it to Ye Yu.

Ye Yu took the Slate of Destiny and looked at it carefully for a moment.

The Slate of Destiny is only a foot square and an inch thick.

It is rough and uneven, and it is engraved with lines of Mayan characters that have long been lost.

Ye Yu tapped the slate with his fingers and made a dull sound.

"I hope this slate can hold..."

Ye Yu whispered in a low voice.

Zheng!

With a movement of Ye Yu's wrist, the blade of the Thunder Sword turned upside down and aimed at the Slate of Destiny.

Above the sword's edge of the Thunder Sword, the sharp sword energy is indefinitely extinguished.

When Donghuang saw Ye Yu's movements in the distance, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

"Wait, what do you want to do!"

Hearing the sound, Ye Yu stopped the Thunder Sword and turned to look at Donghuang.

"I think the words on it are ugly, so I decided to scratch it and rewrite it!"

Scratched a rewrite?

What is this operation!

Donghuang was stunned at the moment.

"It's ugly... don't you really plan to use the Slate of Destiny to decorate the living room!"

Hearing Donghuang's shout, Ye Yu nodded.

"Emmm...isn't there such a possibility!"

"I...you..."

Donghuang pointed at Ye Yu, almost having a heart attack.

Ye Yu looked up at the furious Donghuang, and said softly, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Do you still want to stay and see my craft?"

Donghuang's body froze for a moment, and then he snorted coldly, and turned and left the mountains in southern Yunnan with the Guangming Church.

With the departure of the East Emperor and everyone, only Ye Yu and Luna were left on the mountain peak.

"Ye Yu, are you really going to destroy the Slate of Destiny?"

Moon God's cold eyes stared at Ye Yu, and said aloud, "This slate is a tool for summoning Donghuang Taiyi. I'm afraid it won't be easily destroyed, right?"

"Otherwise, the East Emperor Fang Cai would not leave so easily!"

Ye Yu held the Slate of Destiny in his hand, and said with a chuckle, "It's better that it's not easy to be destroyed!"

"That's how it can carry the Emperor Sutra!"

"Emperor?!"

The Moon God was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Ye Yu with a surprised expression, "You want to use the Destiny Slate to carve the Emperor Sutra!"

"certainly!"

Ye Yu nodded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You don't really think I'm going to decorate the living room with it, do you?"

"But why is it so troublesome..."

I don't know what I remembered, but a blush appeared on Luna's cold face.

"There is a... tulle that carries the Emperor Sutra exercises in this palace. If you need it, you can lend it to you first!"

"no!"

Ye Yu rejected Luna's proposal without hesitation.

"That roll of tulle is you... Anyway, you can't show it to others!"

The Moon God heard the words and was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "As you like!"

Ye Yu held the Destiny Slate in one hand and the Thunder Sword in the other, and cut it on the side where the Destiny Slate was engraved.

clang!

A sound of gold and iron symphony echoed in the valley.

The Slate of Destiny in Ye Yu's hand shone slightly.

The Thunder Sword actually only left a small notch on the Fate Slate!

"This···"

Ye Yu looked down at the Slate of Destiny, and was also surprised by the hardness of the Slate of Destiny.

"But it's better!"

There was a hint of joy in Ye Yu's eyes.

Zheng!

Compressing the energy, the sharpness on the Thunder Sword became more and more obvious.

Even the air close to the blade made the sound of being ripped apart.

Ye Yu once again used the Thunder Sword to cut on the Fate Stone Slate.

kakaka

A little bit of stone chips fell, and the Slate of Destiny was finally flattened by Ye Yu.

All the Mayan characters engraved on it have disappeared.

When the last word disappeared, the brilliance that flashed on the Stone of Destiny also disappeared.

"hateful···"

An imperceptible roar came from the Slate of Destiny.

"These are done!"

Ye Yu looked at the wordless tablet of destiny, and there was a flash of joy in his eyes.

"Next, it's time to start depicting the emperor's scriptures!"

Placing the Slate of Destiny on the ground, Ye Yu held the sword like a pen.

Ding!

The tip of the Thunder Sword touched the Tablet of Destiny.

Ye Yu turned his wrist, and along with the flying stone chips, a small line of text appeared on the Fate Slate.

"The beginning of heaven and earth, the emperor's scripture is Yun..."

"Those who cultivate the emperor's scriptures, advance without retreat, visualize the self, suppress the eternity..."

"..."

Lines of words full of Dao rhyme were written and portrayed by Ye Yu.

bang...

I don't know when, a thick layer of lead clouds gathered in the nine heavens, and lightning and thunder shone in the sky!

"This is···"

Luna looked up at the dark clouds above the sky, and his cold face changed slightly.

"Thunder Tribulation!"

Whenever there is a strange treasure that cannot be tolerated in heaven and earth, there will be a thunder calamity!

And now the Emperor Sutra portrayed by Ye Yu is the Taoist text that the world does not allow!