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As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the wind and clouds in the world changing, and the rumbling sound started again, and it came so suddenly that it shook the sky forever.
With him as the center, thunder was raging in all eight directions: east, southeast, north, northeast, west, southwest, northwest and south.
Threads of thunder and lightning intertwined and merged, forming a domineering and blurry figure, and the thunder lingered.
Not only the cultivators from all over the world, but also the eight prehistoric tribes were surprised by such a strange situation, and they all narrowed their eyes slightly.
Everyone's eyes were looking at the domineering figure.
For some reason, their aura makes people's hearts tremble. It is the ultimate imperial power that makes the heaven and earth tremble.
"Ba Zun, you really think highly of me." Ye Chen looked solemn, opened his body, and crazily stuffed pills into his mouth.
As a person who has overcome tribulations, he knows better than anyone present that the so-called heavenly tribulation is not over yet, and what comes next is the real divine punishment, which is more terrifying than thunder.
That is the law of the emperor. He has to fight the young emperor. He has experienced this calamity more than once.
When she advanced to the Imperial Realm, she was fighting against the young Empress Donghua.
When he advanced to quasi-sage, he fought against the Holy Emperor and the Taixu Dragon Emperor.
When you advance to the saint level, you will fight against the Golden Crow Emperor, Kunpeng Emperor, Qilin Emperor and Xuanwu Emperor.
This Quasi-Saint King Tribulation is obviously the Eight Young Emperors.
He should have understood that every time he advanced to a level, the number of imperial law bodies he encountered would double, one would become two, two would become masters, and after four, there would be eight.
If his prediction was correct, when he advanced to the Holy King, the young emperor who would have to fight alone would be sixteen.
This means that God is going to let him... select the one hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang one by one, and that will be the end.
"Look, you're showing your true face." When Ye Chen's balls hurt, someone shouted, attracting all the attention.
Looking into the sky from a distance, the blurry figure in the eastern world first showed its true appearance. It was a majestic figure with radiant light and a pair of divine eyes.
He is like the master of the world, overlooking the people, and there are ancient visions intertwined with each other. It is a primitive land, a ferocious beast, holding the sky and the earth, and the laws of the emperor are above the avenue.
"That... that's... Emperor Qiongqi?" The quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi tribe took a step back, his eyes protruding, his pupils constricted, and he looked at that man in disbelief. He was exactly the same as the stone statue of the emperor standing in Qiongqi's ancestral land. .
"Taotie... Great Emperor Taotie." There was also a shocked voice from the other side, coming from the Taotie tribe, coming from the Taotie quasi-emperor. His old body was trembling, and he stared at the man in the west in disbelief.
To the west, that is Emperor Taotie. To be more precise, it is the young Emperor Taotie. His figure is like a giant mountain eight thousand feet tall, and he is like an unparalleled emperor, looking down on the world.
"Nanfang, is that Emperor Yongzhu?" A Yongzhu tribesman exclaimed, his tone trembling, staring at Nanfang.
Yes, that was indeed the great emperor of his Yongzhu clan. The inheritance of the imperial path was astonishing from ancient times to the present. Although he stood there, he still stood in the long river of time. A pair of imperial eyes, ancient and vicissitudes, could penetrate the chaotic world with one glance.
Behind him, there is also a vast wasteland, with a tree roaring in the sky, shaking the sky for eternity.
"The one in the north is the Gui Jiao Emperor of my clan." The quasi-emperor of the Gui Jiao clan trembled with excitement, and in just a moment, they almost led the clan members to kneel down.
The emperor's heroic appearance is like a towering monument in the world, the lingering immortal light of the emperor's path makes people's eyes sting, and the supreme majesty makes people tremble from the soul.
"Northeast, the Great Tang She Emperor of my Tang Snake lineage!"
"To the northwest, Emperor Scorpio, after an eternity, we can meet the emperor of our clan. It is a great honor for us."
"To the southeast, the Armadillo Emperor, the king who rules over all spirits."
"To the southwest, the Great Golden Yang Emperor of our clan has reappeared in the world. Is he going to lead the Golden Yang to dominate the heavens again?"
One after another, the exclamations resounded throughout the West Desert.
The eight prehistoric clans, from the quasi-emperor level to the heavenly level, were all in tears. They were so excited that they burst into tears. You can imagine how they felt when they saw their supreme being.
Looking at the people from all over the world, their expressions are wonderful enough. They stare blankly, with awe in their eyes that cannot be concealed.
"The Great Emperor Qiongqi, the Great Emperor Taotie, the Great Snake Emperor, the Great Armadillo Emperor, the Great Emperor Jin Ye, the Great Emperor Gui Jian, the Great Scorpion, Chenye's catastrophe actually led to the eight emperors' laws, which is really contrary to the heavens. ." Master Jiuxiao's heart couldn't help but tremble.
"This lineup is even worse than Ye Chen's saint calamity in the Southern Territory in the past!" The old quasi-emperor grinned, shocked.
"They are all from the Prehistoric tribe, and all the eight prehistoric tribes present are part of it, without exception. Is this a coincidence?"
"That boy named Chen Ye is more scary than Ye Chen!" The little ape emperor swallowed hard, "Why don't you be so stupid?"
"Even if he died in the hands of the Eight Emperors, he would be proud enough." Nan Di took a deep breath, shocked to the point of being horrified. He was also a genius, and he didn't even lead to a law emperor.
"With such a high talent, he must die and must not be left alive." Ancestor Yantian drank violently, his face looking hideous and terrifying.
His words woke up the eight prehistoric tribes. They all escaped from their excitement, and their eyes turned scarlet.
Their expressions were even more ferocious than that of Patriarch Yantian.
This should be an irony. The emperors of their eight clans were among them, but they were attracted by Chenye's catastrophe. However, as inheritors of the imperial path, they did not have this honor.
This is a shame. Their arrogance was completely trampled in this moment. Ye Chen no longer disdained to regard them as opponents. His opponent was their ancestor, the Great Emperor.
This is a kind of overlooking, just like the emperor overlooking the creatures in the world. Now he is on par with their emperor.
"He must die." The eight prehistoric tribes gnashed their teeth, and their terrifying murderous intent could not be contained at this moment.
Monsters like Ye Chen, once they are given enough growth in the world, will become an eternal giant. For the great people in the ancient world, they will be a huge disaster and must not be allowed to stay.
"We have to fight hard." Ye Chen did not act carelessly, his combat power instantly reached its peak, and many forbidden methods were also activated.
He could not defeat Lingxiao Immortal Palace, but he could not defeat Jiuyou Huangquan. He had already realized that the opponents were all young emperors, invincible beings at the same level, so he could only fight to the death.
He wants to challenge eight young emperors of the same level as him. In this battle, he may die in the sky.
But he is not afraid, and considers himself invincible. The struggle for imperial power and the holy body will also fight to create a world. He has not returned to his hometown, how can he die here? This is his belief.
"The Eight Lords, although they are surprised, they are also expected." In the Forgotten River, the King of Heaven stood and smiled leisurely.
"With this scene, it is really nostalgic to see the eight little guys from the past again." Grandma Meng smiled at the vicissitudes of life.
"This era is indeed extraordinary." Voices came from the Eastern Wasteland Purgatory, Southern Netherland, Beiyue Huangquan and Zhongzhou Tianxu, and they seemed to know Ye Chen's identity.
"Eight versus eight, it's really lively." On Mingshan Mountain in the underworld, Emperor Hades was also watching, and the emperor's state of mind also sighed, "Your lineage of the Holy Body is getting stronger with each generation!"
"He is undoubtedly the strongest and most amazing, bar none." Beside him, Dihuang smiled slightly, full of relief.
The West Desert sky was shaken by an earthquake, and it collapsed inch by inch. It could not withstand the pressure of the Eight Emperors. Nirvana was rampant and chaos reigned.
The flying laws of the Imperial Way make everything in the world false. The Eight Emperors are all masters of heaven and earth in their respective eras, and no one is weaker than the other. The myth of the Imperial Way is still being passed down to this day, and the reappearance of this posture has made people tremble forever.
"The younger generation respects the eight ancestors. This battle has nothing to do with the grudges of future generations. God wants me to die, and the younger generation wants to live. It's that simple." Ye Chen spoke calmly and looked calm.
As his words fell, a bright divine light rushed out from his Heavenly Spirit Cap, poking a big hole in the sky, and the eternal thunder roared again.
His form changed, his white hair turned into blond hair, dyed with golden light. His holy body shone with divine light, as if cast from gold, and his pair of dazzling golden eyes encompassed all the heavens.
This time, there will no longer be quasi-emperor soldiers to cheer him up. His cultivation level equals his combat power, and he is the real deity.
A young ancient holy body wants to challenge eight young emperors of the same level in this pure land of the Western Desert.