In the new world.
"They passed by the void battlefield." Qin Ming's real body stood in the deep sky, staring into the distance.
"Are you sure you want to give it a try?"
The Immortal Demon Sword was like a towering magic mountain, standing behind him, exuding a monstrous killing aura. The vast deep space is shaking, as if it cannot bear the killing power and will collapse at any time.
The three ancestral souls in the magic sword have successfully merged with the remaining emperor soul. Not only have they become extremely powerful, they have also completely controlled the immortal magic sword.
They are the magic sword, and the magic sword is them.
Moreover, Qin Ming mobilized endless resentful spirits from the Netherworld and Hell, as well as Huangquan, Bitter River, Blood River, Styx River, etc., and poured them into the cauldron of heaven and earth to reshape the magic sword.
Not only is the Immortal Demonic Sword twice as powerful as before, it is also a lot stronger.
"This is the only way. I was worried that six great emperors were coming and we might not be able to resist them, but now we have a great chance!"
Qin Ming had started making arrangements as early as January. It was completely impossible to directly block the attack outside the new world. With the pressure of the six emperors, not only could he not be able to withstand it, but the new world would not be able to withstand it either.
Maybe the ancestors of chaos lingering in deep space will collapse and die miserably. At that time, an unprecedented explosion will occur, which may even destroy the new world in a short time.
All in all, no large-scale imperial war will be allowed to occur in the New World and within millions of miles around it.
Therefore, he took the risk that his ancestor Shura might be backlashed, completely detached himself from the new world, came to the depths of the void, and made arrangements.
This setup is simple yet very adventurous.
"Since you are going to take risks, just let go and let me fight with you." The Immortal Demon Sword reminded you.
"You stay in the new world." If it were Qin Ming in the past, he would have gone completely crazy once he gave it a try. But now he can't and doesn't dare. It's not that he has lost his spirit, but that he really can't bear the cost of an accident. After all, that is the new world, the place he swore to protect, and the trillions of creatures there entrust everything to him. Without him, he would never allow any accidents to occur.
"If you believe me, I will defend it to the death. But... if there is an accident in your blocking and more than two emperors come to kill you, I can't guarantee that it will be delayed for too long."
"Hold it as long as possible and wait for me to come back." Qin Ming's sharp eyes returned to calmness, and his body turned into nothingness and disappeared into the vast deep sky.
"well… "
The three ancestral souls in the Immortal Demonic Sword sighed faintly, and remained silent in the boundless universe for a long, long time. Then they suddenly turned over, and their blood energy was like a sea, roaring thousands of miles away, and rushed towards the new world with boundless murderous intent.
In the new world!
Yue Qing, Yao'er, Yang Dingfeng, Tong Yan, the master of Shura Hall, etc. have all returned.
Compared to the tragic, heroic, and decisive moments before they left, they returned calmly, even depressingly.
Although it was not as expected, only a small number of people died in the battle, but no one felt lucky, and no one felt relaxed, because they were facing a more dangerous situation. And this kind of danger is no longer something they can interfere with. Even if they blow themselves up and die, it is like a fly fighting a fire, meaningless.
No one returned to their clan, they all stood silently above the sky, staring through the world barrier into the endless dark sky, expecting Qin Ming to create another miracle.
But can they still be that lucky
None of the Huangwu immortals from the three major immortal realms, including the leader of the Lepus clan who came here for the first time, appreciated this primitive world. They all looked nervously and solemnly into the deep sky. Qin Ming left with the Immortal Demon Sword. No one knew exactly what he was doing, but thinking about the six great emperors who were crossing deep space, they felt a suffocating pressure.
The ancestors of chaos and the primitive elves are at a critical moment of seclusion. Not only are they unable to help, they may self-destruct if they receive a severe impact, causing a horrific disaster.
They can't tell now whether the original decision of the Chaos Ancestors was right or wrong, whether it was a blessing or a disaster for them, but they can be sure that not even Qin Ming, the Ancestors, the exiled emperor, or even the sacred mountain expected that The chaos engulfing the world could, in just one year, reach a level beyond anyone's control.
This is the consequence of the impact of two worlds.
Everyone underestimates it!
Twenty days later!
Emperor Cangling, Emperor Tianmang, Emperor Tianluo, and Emperor Tianluan crossed the deep space and quickly approached the primitive world.
They silently calculated the distance and time. They had already traveled about 10 million kilometers, three million kilometers away from the original world.
They became alert and prepared for battle.
Qin Ming will definitely not stop them in the primitive world, but must stay away from there to avoid the spread of the war.
In this way, although they will face the risk of being ambushed, the farther Qin Ming is from the original world, the weaker the power of the world drawn from there will be, and their chance of winning will be greater.
boom! !
Without any warning, without any abnormal energy fluctuations, the boundless darkness around them suddenly rioted. They seemed to plunge from the silent Dead Sea into the ocean under the violent storm. The vast and boundless universe rolled up an overwhelming frenzy, and billions of cracks Strikes deep into the sky like thunder.
"Qin Ming! Get out!" Emperor Cangling roared angrily, with endless imperial majesty, ready to strike hard.
but…
There was no Qin Ming in front of him, let alone any aura of the Great Emperor. There was only the raging tide of space that was rolling in rage, shaking the universe.
"Come out, the majestic Shura Emperor, and show the attitude you should have." Emperor Tianmang and the others were prepared. This was by no means an accidental space riot. Both the scope and scale were too terrifying.
Just when they were looking for their target, a white light suddenly shot up from below, fierce and desolate, like endless ashes flying into the sky, filling the rioting cosmic frenzy.
"what is that?"
They looked down and saw that a piece of white land was rumbling. It looked very slow, but it seemed to have cut through the ages, crossed the long river of time and space, and appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.
Long live the mountain!
It is extremely majestic, many times bigger than when it withered, flowing with pale mist, filled with divine light of laws, like an endless sacred mountain.
Deep in the Long Live Mountain, an extremely tall peak towers into the vast universe.
At both ends of the mountain, there are two statues of a man and a woman. The huge figures are suffocating, the terrifying power is permeating, and an ocean-like wave is surging.
"This is... the power of time and space!"
Emperor Cangling's expression changed drastically. This extremely intense power made his divine source tense up.
"Time and space?"
"Is this a weapon?"
Emperor Tianmang and the others immediately prepared themselves for battle, and Qin Ming actually used time and space to lay out deep space!
The two statues are solemn and solemn, like the eternal ancestors, surging with power that makes people worship. They slowly raised their heads, and the light bloomed, illuminating the deep sky. The forbidden power surged all over their bodies, falling like a waterfall and drowning. Looking at the mountain peaks, the vast sea of bones of Long Live Mountain is galloping, making Long Live Mountain, which has been silent for fifty years, roar endlessly.
At this moment, every bone is glowing.
At this moment, every dead soul was roaring.
The female statue holds the hourglass of time in her hands and holds it up into the sky.
The male statue raised the space scepter in his hand and pointed at the universe.
A force of law and a desolate air shook the world and impacted the deep space of the universe.
At this moment, the deep space around Cangling Emperor and the others was rioting rapidly, but it was not just as simple as making waves, but it seemed to be passing quickly around them, more like it was re-enacting around them.
They stood there, as if witnessing the changes in the deep space, as if a hundred thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye!