The memory of the villain was exposed and the heroine begged me for forgiveness

At that time, he passed news to all walks of life, but Su Qingqiu did not respond, so he simply went to visit the spiritual realm in person.

Who would have thought that the answer he would get would be, 'I will go there when the time comes. If you dare to bother me again, I will make you unable to speak again'.

It's understandable that Su Qingqiu has a cold personality, but they are both emperors, and she actually threatens her directly?

It was so bitingly cold that Emperor Zhitian still can't forget it.

Although he liked Su Qingqiu's arrogant and cold spirit, he still couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Seeing Emperor Zhitian's expression, Emperor Baibing thought that Su Qingqiu was afraid of Yuan Jiu's strength and was hiding in the spiritual realm and did not dare to come over.

"Forget it, one more of her is not too much, one less of her is not a big deal."

The Hundred Soldiers Emperor snorted coldly, Su Qingqiu was just a fake emperor, and he couldn't help much even though he was here.

"Two fellow Taoists, let's stop chatting here. It's important to do your best to maintain the formation seal."

"That's right, if we can restore the Death Seal, we might be able to avoid a disaster."

At this time, several great emperors also noticed that although they temporarily silenced Yuan Jiu, the Death Formation Seal was still disappearing little by little.

...........

Three days later, as time passed little by little, everyone who was originally confident gradually became more solemn.

At this moment, they could no longer feel the traces of the formation seal, and they could no longer sense Yuan Jiu's aura.

As the Supreme Emperor of the Emperor Realm, everyone knew that such a scene was not a successful suppression of Yuan Jiu, but a sign that the Death Seal had completely lost its effect.

But if that's the case, why isn't there any movement underground?

"It seems that a fight to the death is still inevitable."

"There is no need to worry too much. No matter how powerful Yuan Jiu is, there is only one person. But when we gather here, we are already better than the ten great emperors from a hundred thousand years ago."

"By the way, what exactly is Yuan Jiu doing? Is it because he knew he was outmatched and escaped after getting rid of the formation seal?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present became nervous.

The Hundred Soldiers Emperor dares to say that he has a 90% chance of winning, but this is based on the premise that Yuan Jiu has been consumed by the Seal of Death for 100,000 years.

If Yuan Jiu avoids fighting and returns to its heyday, even if they can suppress Yuan Jiu again, they will die like many strong men a hundred thousand years ago.

After a hundred thousand years of recuperation, many emperor-level supreme beings have emerged. If all the powerful men in the world are slaughtered again this time, it may be difficult for even a half-emperor to be born in the next million years.

By that time, there will be no great emperor in all the worlds, and the world will usher in a truly dark moment.

A young man wearing a green gold robe with dragon scales on his face stood out from the crowd and said with cupped hands: "Where is Ao Yun in the world, please go to the underground to find out!"

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, please remember to proceed with caution."

The Hundred Soldiers Emperor nodded. He was unsure of the situation at this time and really needed a cannon fodder to go over and find out.

Ao Yunhe was born in the Sea Dragon Clan and was the Dragon Ancestor of their clan. He had a power comparable to the Eight Turns of the Human Celestial Wheel. He was regarded as the best among the cannon fodder and was qualified to inquire about the situation.

Just as Ao Yunhe was about to leave, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"Let me go. With your strength, you will die if something goes wrong."

Looking in the direction, the person speaking was a hazy dragon-shaped shadow.

It is Qi Long, the Lord of the World, who is also called Qixuan Dragon Emperor by the human race.

Except for the dragons who transformed from snakes, most dragons have no specific realms. Birth and bloodline will determine 80% of the future.

Qilong was born from heaven and earth, and is expected to be comparable to the existence of Qinglong and Zhulong. He can absorb the essence of all things at birth. He has practiced Taoism for 90,000 years, and his power is equivalent to the great emperor of the human race.

Emperor Baibing frowned slightly when he heard this, and couldn't help but interrupt: "Qilong, although we have a chance of winning, we must not be careless. You..."

As a supreme being comparable to the Great Emperor, Qi Long should guard here like everyone else, and should not cause unnecessary losses to his kindness.

"Don't worry, even if something unexpected happens, I can escape unscathed."

"If he goes, even if he detects something, he won't be able to bring out the news safely."

Qi Long did not change his mind. Anyway, the Death Seal was completely wiped out, and he had nothing to do if he stayed here.

When Qi Long said this, Emperor Baibing couldn't refute it anymore, so he could only sigh and choose to acquiesce.

Qilong immediately turned into a stream of light and fled to the ground, and the pressure of heaven and earth around him spread out the dark magic mist.

"Let me see what secrets are hidden in the heart of the fairyland where the chaotic monsters are sealed..."

After going deep into the ground for a period of time, Qilong discovered that the ground gradually became hollow and decayed, and everywhere was filled with a twisted and gloomy strange atmosphere.

"The majestic fairyland has actually decayed into an empty shell?"

After Qilong sighed a little, he continued to move deeper underground.

He is the Dragon Emperor, so he will not fall into a twisted atmosphere.

Soon after, the surrounding scene became increasingly strange, no longer like the underground of a world.

The darkness is boundless, the space is distorted, and every corner is filled with the atmosphere of chaos and desolation.

Rather than a place where monsters live, this place is more appropriately described as a place of chaos.

Qilong had no choice but to stop, surrounded by golden light, and carefully explored the surrounding area.

Just as Emperor Baibing was worried, even if Qilong is the Dragon Emperor, he must not be careless when facing a dangerous creature like Yuanjiu.

At this moment, Qilong's ears suddenly heard bursts of indescribable weird sounds.

Chiron suddenly felt frightened, and hurriedly released his spiritual power like a kitten exploding its hair, trying to resist the strange erosion.

He understood that it was Yuan Jiu who was speaking, not deliberately conveying meaning as before, but Yuan Jiu's true body was making the sound.

Even Qilong, the master of a world, could not fully understand the strange sound that was beyond the scope of living beings and avenues.

Under this twisted force, Qilong's consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he gradually became unable to feel his own existence, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.

"No! That's not right!"

"This is the influence of Yuan Jiu's power. I must leave as soon as possible!"

Qi Long woke up quickly, feeling horrified inside.

Without any hesitation, he immediately transformed into the true form of the divine dragon, turned around and rushed towards the ground.

Just the aura it exuded was enough to make a great emperor unable to resist and almost fell into the endless darkness.

Qi Long had never had personal contact with chaotic monsters before, and only now did he truly understand the horror of Yuan Jiu.

Not long after, a thousand-foot-long worm-like creature with a rotten and twisted body burst out of the ground.

Emperor Baibing looked delighted and asked quickly: "Qilong, have you found anything?"

"Yuanjiu is still underground. Just the aura emitting from it almost made me fall into it. It's really terrifying."

The worm creature's voice was strange and muffled, but everyone could still understand what he meant.

Seeing the two people talking, several emperors were secretly confused.

"Why is the shape of Qilong a bit strange?"

"Qilong rarely shows his true form. Maybe he looks like this, otherwise why would he be called Qilong."

Although they were doubtful, the emperors didn't think much about it at all and just thought that this was Qilong's original appearance.

Only Emperor Hongmeng looked extremely ugly and said in a deep voice: "Open your eyes and see, is this the shape of a dragon?"

No matter how strange it is, Qilong is also a dragon. How could it be a disgusting and twisted sarcoma bug?

The Buddha's eyes are slightly closed, his hands are in the meditation seal, and the Buddha's light shines from behind.

Under the influence of the Buddha's light, everyone regained their clarity and were all horrified by the appearance of the strange dragon.

"What, what's going on?!"

"How could a majestic divine beast, the supreme emperor, be reduced to this state?!"

Emperor Hongmeng closed his eyes and sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Qilong...has died."

"I am already dead?"

The worm creature froze in place, unable to react.