The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"Why is there another powerful enemy?"

"How many subordinates does Emperor Qin Tian have?"

"With the four saints appearing, will there be saints emerging from behind?"

"Hold on, the saints are still there, what should we be afraid of?"

"The Great Immortal Chang De has fallen, who will be next?"

The disciples of the Holy Sect were talking a lot, and their pride had been crushed by Qin Jun in just one day.

In front of the Great Qin Heavenly Court, the holy world was shattered, the saints fell, and the disciples suffered countless casualties. At this moment, they were still shrouded in fear, not knowing whether they could survive.

Xuanyuan raised his sword and moved in all directions. He targeted ordinary disciples, making the battlefield even more chaotic.

Even Xiao Rushui, Di Tianwu and other outstanding geniuses in the outer universe were filled with hatred. However, Xuanyuan was too strong, so they could only flee with their heads in their hands.

The gods and demons participating in the war now are almost all the top powerhouses from all eras of Chinese mythology. They gather together, each showing their magical powers, and they are unstoppable.

Di Jun holds the Chaos Lingbao River Tuluoshu, showing the Emperor's posture vividly. Behind him, Taiyi Donghuang throws out the Sun God from time to time. The two brothers cooperate in a tacit understanding, walking around the battlefield, and wherever they pass, there is a sea of ​​fire. swept across.

Ran Deng showed his wretched fighting style and made sneak attacks everywhere.

Zhao Gongming faced him with twenty-four Dinghai Pearls in his hand, his eyes full of anger and murderous intent, which made Ran Deng startled.

"Hey, grudges from the past life will be settled later, now we should share the same hatred!"

Ran Deng hurriedly waved his hand and said, if Zhao Gongming didn't have Ding Haizhu, he might not be afraid, but Zhao Gongming who has Ding Haizhu is definitely not something he can provoke.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming could only restrain his murderous intention.

Di Jiang, Qiang Liang, and Zhu Rong also gritted their teeth and looked at Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi from time to time, especially Donghuang Taiyi. In the previous life of the Lich Catastrophe, Donghuang Taiyi was much more arrogant than Di Jun. It seemed that no one in the world was a saint except his opponent.

Xuanyuan and Ying Zheng were not excluded, and they killed everyone.

"I didn't expect that Emperor Qin Tian had so many strong men from previous lives. Could there be some shocking secret among them?"

Ying Zheng thought with a frown while fighting.

The summoned gods and demons are given a new memory, a memory about this world.

But because their past life memories were restored, they both recognized each other.

For a time, Qin Jun became unpredictable in Ying Zheng's heart.

boom--

Yang Jian was once again blasted away by Wuji Daozu. At this moment, he was covered in blood and extremely miserable. He could even vaguely see bones.

But he was not discouraged and flew back to fight again.

Death Dao was also injured in many places, but Wuji Daozu, who was protected by the power of heaven, was unscathed, but his breathing was slightly short of breath.

Yang Jian has a strength comparable to that of a mid-level saint, and his death path is stronger. After fighting for so long, he will inevitably feel a little weak.

"Why haven't they come back yet!"

Wuji Daozu's face was expressionless, but his heart was extremely anxious.

He glanced over and saw that the injured Yuxiao Sword Master and Qinglong Ancestor were suppressed by Houtu's reincarnation and were completely at a disadvantage. As for Yunmei Empress and Fuxi, he ignored them. The two saints were evenly matched. It would not be a problem for them to fight for another ten thousand years. .

"Are you worried?"

Death Road smiled grimly and said that this battle made him feel very happy. He had not fought with all his strength for a long time. Even the battle with Ji Bubai in the Life Prison was just a slapstick.

Wuji Daozu snorted coldly and did not answer. He held the sword with both hands and stabbed upward. In an instant, countless sword energy swept in all directions, ravaging everything. These sword energy were extremely sharp, cutting the skin of the dead path, drawing blood. Splash out.

Yang Jian, who was far away, quickly dodged and did not dare to resist.

On the other side, Yuxiao Sword Master and Qinglong Ancestor were miserable.

"Is it really the Avenue of Reincarnation?"

Sword Master Yuxiao was filled with fear and was always tense, fearing that he would be infected by the power of reincarnation.

The Qinglong Ancestor was also frightened. Both of them were in the middle stage of the Saint Realm. However, they were seriously injured. Now they were bullied by a woman in the early stage of the Saint Realm. They felt extremely bitter.

"Break it on me!"

At this moment, Ji Bubai's furious and thunderous voice came from the depths of darkness, causing everyone in the Xian Sheng realm to have tinnitus, and even Xian Sheng and Semi-Saints were startled.

All the creatures turned their heads and looked, only to see a torrent of fire burning in the darkness.

An overwhelming and terrifying coercion came over, even the Wuji Dao Ancestor couldn't help but change his expression.

"How can it be……"

Wuji Daozu was shocked, obviously not expecting Ji Bubai to come back.

I saw Ji Bubai being entangled in countless streams of white air. He still maintained the complete form of the Extremely Flame Demon God. He was hundreds of feet tall. The flames and white air were intertwined. His whole body seemed to be breaking out of a prison.

This white air flow is the power of heaven!

Ji Bubai was entangled by the power of heaven.

Other saints would not be able to escape the shackles of the power of heaven, but Ji Bubai could, scaring Wuji Dao Ancestor's scalp to numbness.

"This guy……"

Wuji Daozu opened his mouth slightly. Previously, he used the power of heaven to seal Ji Bubai in the turbulence of time and space, hoping to make Ji Bubai endure endless torture and pain. Unexpectedly, Ji Bubai killed him in less than a day. return.

Looking at Ji Bubai's figure, Qin Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that something would happen to Ji Bubai.

Hou Tu, Ying Zheng, Di Jun, Ran Deng, Donghuang Taiyi, and Xuanyuan all looked at Ji Bubai in shock.

Even though Di Jun had known Ji Bubai for a long time, his heart could not help but beat wildly when he saw him in such a fierce and powerful manner.

"What kind of state has he reached..."

Di Jun swallowed his saliva. Even though they were hundreds of billions of miles away, Ji Bubai's aura still made his scalp tingle.

Even though Hou Tu was a saint, she looked at Ji Bubai in fear.

"Old Wuji! If I don't tear you apart, you're not Ji!"

Ji Bubai said coldly, then gritted his teeth and raised his strength, shaking his arms violently.

Boom!

The power of the Heavenly Dao around him was dispersed by him, making him roar like a tiger escaping from prison, killing Wuji Daozu.

"I knew this guy couldn't die!"

Death Dao murmured in surprise, looking at Ji Bubai's rushing figure, his eyes were full of surprise.

How strong is this guy?

Or did he break through in the battle?

Ji Bubai's speed was so fast that he quickly came in front of Wuji Daozu and raised his fist to hit him.

Wuji Daozu was not a pushover either. He swung his wooden sword and chopped Ji Bubai's fist. However, the next second, his face changed drastically, and the wooden sword in his hand was knocked out of his hand. Ji Bubai's fist fell on him like a small mountain, causing him to spit blood and fall into the depths of darkness.

"How dare you trap me!"

Ji Bubai was furious. He felt humiliated after being trapped in the turbulence of time and space for several hours. He had to vent his anger by killing Wuji Daozu.

He immediately leaned over and rushed forward.

At the same time, in the deep darkness in the west, a bright spot appeared, like a distant star, but no living creature noticed it.

Two figures appeared out of thin air. They were two men, one tall and one short, both in human form, shining with golden light.

The most peculiar thing was that they were wearing cassocks, bald heads, resolute faces, Buddhist beads hanging around their necks, and their aura was empty, just like ordinary people.