Emperor Jiuyin

The Saint Emperor of the Hundred Clans Alliance was unable to intervene from beginning to end, and the Three Blades of the Three Gods Sect could only watch the show from the sidelines. If they take action while the Yinghuang Holy Emperor is still fighting Wenlong and Wuming, they can still pose a threat to the Yinghuang Holy Emperor.

But now... even if all the Holy Emperors near the Divine Gate take action together, it may be difficult to defeat the Holy Emperor of England.

"Xuanyuan Dongqing, sacrifice your divine weapon and attack again!" Wenlong Shenyu shouted to Xuanyuan Dongqing.

Xuanyuan Dongqing sneered: "Do you want me to die?"

Wenlong Shenyu was furious: "You are holding such a heavy weapon, don't you deserve to be the divine son of the Xuanyuan God Clan? Now you are the only one who can resolve the crisis of the God Clan. If you are worried that the collision of the artifact will cause fatal injuries to you, then lend this artifact to you We will fight against the Emperor!"

Xuanyuan Dongqing was silent.

Wenlong Shenyu continued: "You have to know that if the Holy Emperor of Ying keeps occupying the divine door and only absorbs the divine power inside, who else in the world will be his opponent? Now, while he has not stepped into the divine door, In the imperial realm, we must destroy his plan immediately, otherwise all of us here will be dead. "

Xuanyuan Dongqing said: "I only know that if I lend you my artifact, it will be like a meat bun and a dog."

Wen Longshenyu's face twitched violently: "Roubuzi beats a dog?"

"Isn't it true? Just now you joined forces with Weak Ming. On the surface, you said they were joining forces, but in fact, you wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to monopolize the building blocks of the gods. I can't trust people like you." Xuanyuan Dongqing sneered.

Wenlong Shen Yuyin had a sullen face and murderous intent in his eyes.

Xian Ming glanced at the Holy Emperor of Ying who was standing next to the divine gate, and then at Xuanyuan Dongqing, and sighed: "Xuanyuan Dongqing, if you can trust me, lend me the divine weapon! Wen Long said That's right, you are the only one who has the power to stop the Holy Emperor. This is related to our future and the future of the entire Protoss. No matter what your position is, I hope that everyone can put aside their prejudices at this time of life and death. , fight against the great enemy of the Gods together.”

Xuanyuan Dongqing stared at Wei Ming and said, "How can I believe that you won't be like Wen Long?"

Wei Ming said: "I swear in the name of Shen Yu, if I have the intention to interfere with the divine weapon in your hand, I will be punished by heaven and earth, and I will never be tolerated by God."

Xuanyuan Dongqing thought to himself that the Holy Emperor of Ying was so powerful that the power of the God Keys could completely withstand the impact of the fragments of the Supreme Artifact. With Xuanyuan Dongqing's current strength, there is no way he can pose a threat to the Holy Emperor of England.

If the Holy Emperor of England is allowed to guard the Divine Gate all the time and absorb divine power to strengthen himself, it won't be long before even the fragments of the supreme artifact will be unable to shake the Holy Emperor of England.

By that time, I am afraid that as Wei Ming said, the Gods will face an existential crisis.

Although Xuanyuan Dongqing didn't want to hand over the fragments of the supreme artifact to Xiao Ming, he had no choice at this time. After all, if the age of the gods does not come, it will be difficult for Xuanyuan Dongqing to make a difference. Now his interests are consistent with those of the weak.

"Okay, I will hand over the artifact fragments to you." Xuanyuan Dongqing said, "But you must ensure that you return the artifact fragments to me after defeating the Holy Emperor of England, and we, Xuanyuan God Clan, must receive most of the divine light blessings."

Xiuming nodded and said: "No problem."

Xuanyuan Dongqing stretched out his right hand and threw the fragments of the supreme artifact towards weak life. Xiu Ming quickly took action to catch the flying artifact fragments, while Wenlong Shenyu's face turned pale.

The Holy Emperor of England sneered: "You still haven't given up? You still want to try my methods, don't you?"

Weak Ming holds the fragment of the supreme artifact in his hand, and the divine power from the artifact fragments pours into his body continuously. The weak life's strength was originally exhausted, but after such a replenishment, it returned to its full strength.

Wu Ming raised his head and looked at the Holy Emperor of England. Their eyes faced each other, and their murderous auras collided fiercely.

"The Holy Emperor of England, you can no longer be arrogant this time!" Wei Ming pointed at the Holy Emperor of England and said, "I will teach you to drink hatred in this battle!"

"It's simply arrogant! If you want me to drink my hatred, I have to see if you have the strength." The Holy Emperor of England snorted coldly.

Weak Ming held the fragment of the Supreme Artifact, turned into a stream of light and instantly hit the Holy Emperor of England. With a thought in his mind, the Holy Emperor's divine power surged wildly, condensing into a thunderous golden shield in front of him, blocking his weak life.

"Break it for me!"

Xiao Ming shouted loudly, and the fragments of the Supreme Artifact burst out with astonishing power. Three white lights were like swords that split the sky, and they quickly split the thunder golden shield in front of the Holy Emperor.

"Some tricks."

The Holy Emperor of England stretched out his right hand and held it directly towards the white light.

Phew…

The white light was extremely sharp and penetrated directly into the palm of the Holy Emperor. Weak Ming moved his palm horizontally, preparing to cut off the hand of the Holy Emperor of England. But at this time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the Holy Emperor's mouth, and his palm turned into a strange tumor. These tumors are colorful and filled with unimaginable poison.

Moreover, its toxins are completely aimed at the gods. If they penetrate into the human body, nothing may happen, but once they enter the body of the gods, it will definitely be a terrifying disaster that will destroy the world.

Xian Ming's heart was shaken. His intuition told him that the tumor was inaccessible. Once it was contaminated with toxin, it would be out of control.

Xiao Ming quickly withdrew his hands and stepped back several hundred feet.

"It's too late."

The Holy Emperor laughed loudly, and the sarcoma in his hand exploded instantly, and the juice flew out all over the weak life. Its speed is so fast and its timing is so ready that not even a weakling can completely avoid the juice.

Of course, weak lives can use the fragments of the supreme artifact to form a powerful barrier to resist the invasion of these venoms. But he didn't choose to do this because he didn't know what kind of back-up plan the Holy Emperor had prepared.

In desperation, Xiao Ming had no choice but to hide in the prepared space-time channel and shift, barely escaping the sneak attack of the Holy Emperor.

Wei Ming once again appeared on the left side of the Holy Emperor. The Emperor looked at the frightened weak Ming and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Xiao Ming, it seems that you are not satisfied with the gift I carefully prepared for you. You can't even see it. It would be a pity to run away without taking a second look."

When the gods saw this, they all felt frightened. The insidiousness and cunningness of the Holy Emperor is even worse than those violent men who committed all kinds of evil in the Age of Gods.

"Xiao Ming, what are you waiting for? Attack quickly!" Wenlong Shenyu shouted, "The longer we wait for the Holy Emperor, the stronger the power will be. If we don't attack, we will have no chance!"

Xiao Ming looked at the Holy Emperor of England with a solemn expression. In his eyes, the Holy Emperor of England was like a hedgehog with sharp knives all over his body. If he wanted to hurt the other party, he must be prepared to be hurt by the other party.

"I wonder how Xiao Ming will choose." Jiuyin murmured.

The Ancestor of the Dark Tomb said: "We will definitely attack. Now this is the only chance for the Gods."

Su Xiaoya said pessimistically: "I'm afraid this is our only chance as a human race."

"How do you say this?" Zhao Hongzhuang frowned.

Su Xiaoya said: "Although the four British Emperors and Holy Emperors are all from the human race, what they did was not from the standpoint of the human race at all. If they gain power and become invincible, our human race will probably also be purged by them. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish.”

The Ancestor of the Dark Tomb sighed: "In this situation, it seems that whoever wins will be a disaster. I'm afraid we will have a hard time in the future."

Jiuyin: "If the divine gate is not opened, the Emperor will be in power. We can avoid it, but if the divine gate is opened and the gods descend, we may not even have a place to survive."

"So Senior Jiuyin still prefers the Holy Emperor to win?" Su Xiaoya said.

Jiuyin nodded: "Yes, I think it is relatively beneficial for us to have the Holy Emperor guard the Divine Gate."

"Weak life, are you sure?" Kong Shifei asked secretly.

The weak life replied: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Of course it's the truth."

Weak Ming said: "To be honest, I am not sure. Now I can only do my best and let fate. I will bet everything I have on the next attack. I hope fate can be on my side and turn the wheel of fate to our Protoss at the critical moment!" "

Kong Shifei said: "Do it with all your strength, no matter what happens, I will bear it with you!"

The weak life grasped the fragment of the Supreme Artifact tightly, and in a blink of an eye, he killed the Holy Emperor of England again.

A disdainful sneer appeared on the lips of the Holy Emperor: "It's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. This time I will let you taste what it means to be a complete failure!"

The Holy Emperor of England used his old tricks again, using his divine power to condense into flesh tumors, blocking the way of weak life, so that weak life did not dare to approach at all. But this time, Xiao Ming showed no fear and rushed directly into the mass of sarcoma.

"Do you want to die?" The Holy Emperor's eyes looked strange.

And just when weak life was about to approach the sarcoma, a strange wave swept through the entire space. Under this wave of fluctuation, the sarcoma was scattered like a pool of blood, and weak life took this opportunity to pass through the sarcoma layer directly. Kill in front of the Holy Emperor of England.

The Holy Emperor of England showed shock, raised his hand, and the divine power of the heavens gathered in the palm of his hand, turning into a white sun and crashing into the weak life.

"The magic of destiny, the second void!"

Weak Ming murmured to himself, and the magic of destiny once again took effect, causing the white sun in the hands of the Holy Emperor to turn into nothingness, and the Holy Emperor to completely lose his power at this moment.

"Key of the Gods, come back!"

Wei Ming stretched out his right hand to grasp the key of the gods in the hand of the Holy Emperor of England, and pulled it with all his strength. He was both excited and terrified in his heart. Whether he could unlock the keys to the gods was related to the future of the entire God race!

But... what disappoints Xiao Ming is that this group failed to pull out the keys of the gods in the door of the gods. Instead, his hand was stuck on the keys of the gods, and the divine power in his body poured into the gods uncontrollably. among the keys.

Xiuming's expression changed drastically: "Why is this happening!"

The Holy Emperor laughed loudly: "I have long expected that you would have such a skill. Do you think we are all idiots? We have fought with you so many times and you are not wary of your magical powers?"