The Three Worlds

"Beasts, stop it!"

Kunxu Supreme looked like a madman, burning his source and rushing towards the imperial city desperately.

Not only him, but also the other nine supreme beings turned into nine-wheeled divine suns and moved forward quickly, heading straight for the imperial mausoleum.

But it's all too late.

"Roar……"

When a weak and desperate roar came out, the golden dragons of luck shattered in the sky above the imperial city.

"No!"

Kunxu Supreme looked horrified, and with a wave of his hand, Supreme Taoism soared into the sky, trying to collect these broken fortunes, but all this was in vain.

Because, at this moment, the golden pool of luck in Great Qin collapsed.

"How can this be?"

Jiuzhenzi looked at this scene from a distance with a shocked expression.

The golden pool of luck in the Great Qin Kingdom is controlled by Emperor Qin Tian. If the Emperor of Heaven is immortal, the golden pool will not be broken.

But now...

"Um?"

Jiuzhenzi suddenly looked up and found that over the Qin Imperial City, blood clouds appeared, the sun and the moon crashed, and the tragic song of the avenue echoed in the sky.

"Could it be..."

Su Chen was shocked when he saw this scene: "That's right, Emperor Qin Tian's clone left in the imperial city has died."

boom!

Almost at the moment his voice came out, the Emperor Star fell from the sky, its death shining in all directions.

The figure of an invincible emperor shattered.

"Haha... Great Qin Royal Family, if you kill me, Supreme Lord Yeluo, we will kill your master's clone, destroy the imperial mausoleum, and destroy your foundation for eternity."

When a loud laugh came out, eighteen dark figures condensed out of the sky above the imperial mausoleum.

These figures were all shrouded in black robes. Their faces could not be seen clearly, and their aura could not be felt.

"Ah... Damn it, you Nether Clan are crazy. Eighteen supreme beings have sneaked into the heart of our human race. Are you going to start a war of annihilation?"

Supreme Kunxu's eyes spit out fire and said in a cold voice.

"A war of annihilation? Haha... Your master is now trapped on the ancient road in the starry sky. If you dare to launch a war of annihilation, then the first one to be destroyed will be your Great Qin royal family."

An extremely arrogant and arrogant voice echoed.

boom!

The eighteen Nether Clan supremes all moved together and transformed into eighteen hell prisons, directly breaking through the blockade of the ten supreme suns of the royal family and leaving easily.

No one would have thought that Ye Luo's actions in the Desert of Falling into the Sea were just an attempt to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

Moreover, including Supreme Kunxu, King Yama, King Zhuanlun, and even Su Chen, they were all included in the scheme.

It was the Ye Ming clan who planned all of this.

This clan was really ruthless. They dispatched eighteen supreme beings at once, sneaked into the imperial city, and killed Emperor Qin Tian's clone in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the most mysterious imperial tombs of the Qin royal family were also destroyed.

What is in the imperial tomb?

In the past, this was definitely something that countless people were curious about, and it was also something that everyone was afraid of.

But now, everything is exposed.

In the Great Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, there are not only many ancient dragon veins, but also secret realms, black coffins, and eternal stars, all appearing in front of the world.

No matter how powerful the eighteen supreme beings of the Nether Clan are, they cannot touch these things.

In other words, they simply did not dare to touch these dragon veins, secret realms, black coffins, and stars. No one knew what kind of killing move was hidden behind these things.

Moreover, the goal of their action was to destroy a clone of Emperor Qin Tian.

As for the collapse of the imperial tomb, this was an unexpected move.

"Ah... you bastards of the Yeming Clan, when the Emperor of Heaven returns, your world will be destroyed."

Supreme Kunxu was furious and shouted.

boom!

At this time, the remaining nine supreme beings worked together to put up a barrier to block the eyes of all directions.

Although the Imperial City Formation had long been beaten to pieces by the Supreme Lord of the Underworld, there were many formation masters within the royal family who quickly re-erected the formation.

However, it may take some time to return to the previous state.

The worst thing is the imperial mausoleum.

Now, it has been reduced to ruins, with the underworld divine patterns everywhere. People who are not the Great Emperor dare not enter at all.

Ordinary wheel-turning powers will only die if they touch these Nether Clan divine patterns.

Moreover, there are still remnants of the Supreme Origin everywhere in the entire ruins.

This is even more fatal.

It was within this imperial mausoleum that the eighteen supreme beings of the Nether Clan killed the clone of Emperor Qin Tian. This resulted in the dark patterns filling the air and the origin spilling out.

"It's really a good plan. Sacrificing a supreme being to destroy Emperor Qin Tian's clone is a very good deal!"

Jiuzhenzi murmured with complicated thoughts.

The Canglong Tribulation has really begun. Otherwise, how could a king like Qin Tiandi, who enjoys the luck of thousands of human races, fall so easily?

Even if it is a clone, it still has strength that is not weaker than the later stage of the Supreme.

But now, he was killed by the Nether Clan.

This may seem unbelievable, but when the Canglong Tribulation arrived, everything became commonplace.

No one can survive the catastrophe alone.

The strong have their own strong enemies.

For the weak, it is even worse, just like pigs and sheep, being slaughtered by others.

By accident, he was directly killed in the aftermath of the Supreme fight, and he didn't even know how he died.

Just like the turmoil in the imperial city and the battle in the desert, countless ordinary warriors died.

In addition to the human race, there were also countless casualties on the Yin side.

The millions of Yin soldiers brought by King Yama all died in the Seven Colors Sea of ​​Bitterness.

"Sacrifice a supreme being? You think too much. Ye Luo will never die."

Su Chen calmed down and said seriously.

This is obviously a planned action by a group of big men in the underworld.

Ye Luo is a supreme being in the ninth heaven after all. There is no reason for him to be thrown out and sacrificed.

"Eh... you kid, do you know something?"

Jiu Zhenzi was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously.

"I have seen a record in an ancient book. It is said that there is a river of death in the underworld. For the strong people of other tribes, it is a nightmare place."

"But for the underworld, that place is a holy place where they can be reborn and revived!"

"As long as Ye Luo entrusts his soul to the river of death, even if he dies, he can reshape his body in the river of death and restore his cultivation."

Su Chen said with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Is there such a magical place?"

Although Jiu Zhenzi is well-informed, this world is too big, too vast, and too mysterious.

There are many things that he has never heard of.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, an extremely certain voice spread.

Buzz!

A ray of fire fell, quickly converged, and turned into the appearance of the Turtle Taoist.

"I was suppressed in the Death River in the past, and I saw with my own eyes that some fallen emperors of the Hades were resurrected in that river, but..."

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