The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Ye Mo stared blankly at those ancient desolate people, and there was a turbulent sea in his heart. The ancient desolate people really appeared.

Now, with the emergence of four forces, once the situation changes, it may not be so easy for them to compete for the power of destiny.

Time passed bit by bit.

There were no gods entering the palace, and the power of destiny really retracted the blockade. Immediately, all the gods appeared in the same hall.

They were stunned for a moment before they all realized that they had fallen into the formation of the power of destiny.

The queen of heaven looked at the power of destiny, looked at the light group, and smiled charmingly: "The power of destiny, do you really think that using this method can make us fight each other? Even if we want to fight, we must subdue you first." , and then those who can learn.”

"That's right, the power of destiny, since you were born, you are destined to be surrendered by us."

"Shoot together, seal him first."

Many masters shouted angrily, but there was no internal fighting.

However, the azure light group did not speak, but emitted a strange light, covering the entire space. When the light disappeared, a huge azure throne stood, and on the throne, a blue figure, also Sitting cross-legged quietly, the frightening cold, like waves, kept sweeping around him.

His expression is very cold, like a sculpture, giving people a feeling of repelling others thousands of miles away.

When Empress saw the white figure that day, an expression of disbelief immediately appeared on her face: "Han Wuyi!"

"What? Han Wuyi, one of the four masters of the Celestial Race?"

All the Heavenly Monarchs in Tiangong showed horror on their faces. Could it be that Han Wuyi is not dead?

Han Wuyi's name is definitely known to everyone, especially the powerhouses of this era like Tianhou Empress, who are even more profound to Han Wuyi.

"It's not Han Wuyi, it should be the form transformed by the power of destiny!"

Cang Tianjun said.

The man sitting on the throne suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the gods present, and said: "You gods, all want to get this seat, but unfortunately, the body of this deity has already left here, so you can stay here. Fate reincarnation!"

While speaking, the surroundings of the hall had begun to change, and it turned into a round cage, completely sealing off the entire space.

The strips of tree vines are connected to each other, and they are constantly squirming.

"What's this?"

Seeing this, the Immortal Evil Emperor condensed a long sword in his hand, and slashed out horizontally, cutting off blue vines, but connecting them together in an instant.

Many strong men cast out powerful heavenly spells one after another, but they were of no use at all. Those blue vines were cut off and connected in an instant.

"You don't need to attack, this is the reincarnation of destiny, the most powerful blocking method among the power of destiny."

The Empress of Heaven frowned, and a solemn look appeared on her alluring face.

"What's the solution to this trick?"

The Immortal Evil Emperor asked: "We all came here for the power of destiny, so there's no need to continue the infighting, let's leave here first."

"good!"

Ding Shengtian also agreed very much.

"Originally, this move can be broken as long as it hits Han Wuyi. Now, this move is cast by the power of destiny itself. Only when it really hits his body can it be broken."

The Queen of Heaven's gaze was also fixed on Han Wuyi: "However, the Han Wuyi in front of me is not the body of the power of destiny. This is the most terrifying thing. Moreover, in the cycle of destiny, there is another most perverted method."

"What means?"

The Immortal Evil Emperor asked.

"The greater the number of gods in the destiny reincarnation, the more times of reincarnation, even the strong Tuotian may not be able to break through, but if the number of gods in the destiny reincarnation decreases, the number of reincarnations will decrease. Defense will not be so strong."

"Then what do you mean? We want us to kill each other?"

The Immortal Evil Emperor frowned tightly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"What? Want us to kill each other? Isn't the power of destiny too cruel?"

"This is the scary part of the power of destiny. I am afraid that he has been planning for many years before he is ready to come out."

"Although Han Wuyi had mastered the power of destiny back then, it was difficult for Han Wuyi to control him when the power of destiny became really strong. Han Wuyi's fall was largely due to the backlash of the power of destiny. .”

"If the four primordial powers don't have real strength, how can it be so easy to control them?"

Just when the gods were in a panic, the man with the giant ax slowly walked over and shouted: "The power of destiny, surrender quickly."

His voice was so loud that it exploded like thunder, and the entire space began to vibrate violently.

Feeling this scene, Han Wuyi showed shock, and said, "Are you an ancient desolate man?"

Only the ancient desolate people possessed such powerful chaos divine power, and could even make this prehistoric power produce certain oppression.

The power of the wild is still the source of power. Although the grade is very high, those ancient barren people have mastered hundreds of sources of power, and it is definitely the kind that quantity outweighs quality.

For ordinary gods, it is impossible to integrate more than a hundred sources of power, because one hundred sources of power are the ultimate after practicing the way of heaven.

Their eternal bodies cannot bear so many sources of power.

However, the ancient desolate people were different. What they cultivated was an eternal body, which could fuse one hundred and one, or even one hundred and two, one hundred and three.

When one hundred and one sources of power are integrated, the lineage of the ancient desolate people will have a brand new level setting, called the desolate realm.

The powerhouse who can reach the barren state is comparable to Haotian in strength, and can shake the heavenly way of Haotian's state of mind with powerful chaotic power.

"What? They are ancient barren people? Aren't the ancient barren people extinct?"

"It is said that the ancient desolate people only cultivated the power of chaos, but unfortunately, they have been defeated by the ancient gods. Facts have proved that the way of heaven is far stronger than the power of chaos."

Many gods looked at the man holding the giant axe, their eyes flickered with surprise, but they were not too panicked.

How strong can it be if it only cultivates the power of chaos?

However, the ancient desolate man remained unmoved, still looking at Han Wuyi, and continued: "The power of destiny, don't you still surrender?"

"This seat chooses to refuse. The ancestor of the great desolation has already fallen, and the lineage of the ancient barren people is no longer worthy of nostalgia. If you want to make this seat surrender, then prove it with your strength and kill them all!"

Han Wuyi laughed teasingly.

Hearing this, the ancient desolate man also turned to look at the gods, his eyes flickering with murderous intent: "Then I have to kill all of you first!"