The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"It's finally about to begin."

Randeng muttered as he sat on the couch, while Chu Juhuai squatted beside him, trembling like a dog.

Listening to the words of the Emperor of Destiny, Ran Deng subconsciously glanced at Qin Jun and noticed that Qin Jun smiled, which made him tremble.

Looking at Donghuang Taiyi opposite, he also smiled, as meaningful as Qin Jun.

Two lunatics!

Randeng sighed in his heart. He always felt that it was dangerous to sit here, but he didn't dare to leave immediately.

"There is no need to say much about the achievements and abilities of the heroes present, but the Nine Emperors are for breaking the sky, so strength is very important. Next, the heroes can challenge each other on the Nine Emperors Platform, one against the other, and the nine heroes who remain in the end will become the Nine Emperors of the World!"

The Emperor of Destiny smiled with his eyes narrowed. He himself is also warlike, so he is looking forward to what kind of good show will happen next.

As soon as these words came out, the creatures around the Nine Emperors Platform became excited.

This is equivalent to letting the top strong men in the world fight!

Before the creatures could react, a purple light curtain rose in front of the attic of the Nine Emperors Platform, covering the Nine Emperors Platform in the shape of a hemisphere. With the protection of this formation, the spectators would not be affected.

"This formation is not simple."

Bodhi Patriarch praised: "Even the Daluo Shixian may not be able to break it."

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard it. How many treasures are there in the Tianming Palace? Such a formation can almost be invincible in the Xuandang World.

"Compare strength? Does Emperor Qin Sheng have strength?"

At this moment, a harsh voice sounded, and all the heroes turned their heads and found that the speaker was the ghost king Sima Mengmo.

Hearing this, the heroes were in a commotion, and even the creatures surrounding the Nine Emperors Platform were discussing.

Unexpectedly, someone stepped on Emperor Qin Sheng at the beginning.

Emperor Qin Sheng's personal strength has always been his biggest criticism. Sima Mengmo brought it up at this time, which was completely a tearing of the face.

Sure enough, Qin Jun's face turned cold in an instant.

This dog thing is really looking for death!

After thinking about it, he led Sun Wukong and the other five into the magic circle. He walked towards Sima Mengmo and said in a deep voice: "Get down and die!"

The rule mentioned by the Emperor of Heaven is one side against another, with no limit on the number of people.

Sima Mengmo's face looked ugly. He didn't expect Qin Jun to have such a hot temper. Looking at Xingtian, he was indeed a little nervous.

The eyes of the heroes all came at him. The number of creatures watching the battle exceeded one million, surrounding the Nine Emperors Platform in circles. Their eyes made Sima Mengmo feel uneasy.

The higher you stand, the more you care about your face and reputation.

If he was afraid of fighting at this time, the whole world would laugh at him!

"Get down quickly! Do you want your grandpa Sun to ask you to come down?"

Sun Wukong took out the golden hoop and yelled, with a vicious look on his face, which almost made Sima Mengmo explode.

Sima Mengmo subconsciously looked at the Emperor of Destiny and asked in a deep voice: "Emperor, aren't you asking Emperor Qin Sheng to fight me?"

When this was said, all the heroes laughed, and the millions of creatures outside the Nine Emperors' Platform also laughed.

What they are fighting for are the Nine Emperors, not the Nine Strongest!

The Emperor of Destiny replied casually: "Didn't you hear clearly before? One side against the other, no matter how many people you bring, you can join the battle together!"

It is obvious that Sima Mengmo is not taken seriously by him. The Emperor of Destiny will not give people face. Qin Jun is one of the nine emperors in his mind, so he speaks bluntly.

Sima Mengmo's face is ashen and extremely embarrassed.

"Humph, don't you dare?"

The Nine Nether Yin Emperor snorted coldly not far away. Although he lost to Emperor Yan, he has always despised Sima Mengmo.

The title of Ghost King sounds very impressive, but for the Nine Nether Yin Emperor, it is extremely harsh.

"A ghost king only dares to show off his power of words?"

"Tsk tsk, you don't have any courage as a hero?"

"Ridiculous!"

"Sima Mengmo has always been like this, cowardly!"

Some heroes who originally had grudges against Sima Mengmo started to mock.

Perhaps in the past, they would be afraid, but who is Qin Shengdi?

How many heroes have surrendered to him. If he dealt with Sima Mengmo, it would not only make them happy, but they could also take advantage of Sima Mengmo's serious injuries to kill him afterwards.

In the end, Sima Mengmo snorted coldly and rushed into the magic circle with six men.

"I want him dead!"

Qin Jun pointed at Sima Mengmo and said coldly, which made many creatures and heroes gasp.

The meeting of a hundred heroes will turn into a life-and-death battle?

Boom! Boom!

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian stomped their feet and rushed out. The two ran fast on the white jade ground, leaving a trail of afterimages.

The six men behind Sima Mengmo rushed out. They were wearing black robes, and their skin and feet were invisible. They looked like ghosts. They all had the cultivation level of the early stage of the Great Luo to the Immortal Realm.

Six strong men in the early stage of the Great Luo to the Immortal Realm!

And Sima Mengmo had the powerful cultivation level of the late stage of the Great Luo to the Immortal Realm.

"Take your Grandfather Sun's stick!"

Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop and smashed it recklessly. Yang Jian had not reached the Great Luo to the Immortal Realm, so he opened the Supreme Dharma Eye and shot out red beams.

The battle was about to break out.

Xing Tian walked over, but he was not in a hurry, giving Sun Wukong and Yang Jian a chance to show off.

If he took action, he would definitely end the battle with thunder.

"What is the origin of this guy?"

The Emperor of Destiny looked at Xing Tian and murmured curiously, and the imperial daughter next to him frowned. Xing Tian gave her the feeling that he was as unfathomable as the Emperor of Destiny.

The eyes of the other heroes also fell on Xing Tian. There was no way, Xing Tian's image was so visually impactful that every step he took gave people a great sense of oppression.

"Start summoning gods and demons!"

Qin Jun said in his mind while watching the battle that he now has two opportunities to summon gods and demons, and he may be able to recruit a powerful person.

"Ding! Start randomly summoning gods and demons!"

The system prompt sounded, and Patriarch Bodhi stayed behind Qin Jun. As they said before, Patriarch Bodhi did not take action unless it was absolutely necessary.

when--

Sun Wukong hit one of Sima Mengmo's black swords with a stick, sparks flew out, and the powerful force pressed Sima Mengmo back against the ground.

Six men in black robes from Daluo Zhixianjing got into a scuffle with Yang Jian.

Because of the difference in realm, Yang Jian was completely suppressed. If he hadn't been physically strong, he would have been killed instantly.

Xingtian was getting closer and closer to them, making Sima Mengmo and the six black-robed men always on guard. The clash of momentum between Xingtian and Donghuang Taiyi yesterday was still fresh in their memories.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning Moye. He comes from myths and legends. Do you want to summon him again?"

Moye?

General Moye?

Qin Jun blinked. It seemed that he had been summoned before. This couple who had shown love for thousands of years must not be summoned!

"Resummon!"

Qin Jun ordered in his heart that at this time, the Holy Mother of Golden Light also joined the battle, and twenty-one golden light mysterious mirrors flew out, preparing to form an array to help Yang Jian.

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