Amidst the rumbling sound, the unparalleled thunder disaster became more and more violent. The extinct thunder and lightning blasted the starry sky with holes that were difficult to heal for a long time. The blood mist flew and covered the eyes of the world.
For the first time, Ye Chen calmed down and no longer risked his life to chase Honghuang.
In the final analysis, this was his divine punishment. The catastrophe increased violently, and even he had to be cautious. The catastrophe at the level of a great sage had destructive power, and he might be killed at any time.
Seeing that Ye Chen no longer pursued, all the talents in the wild stopped, from the quasi-emperors to the saints, everyone was in a state of confusion, many of them had soul bodies floating around, but because of their physical bodies, they had been buried in the catastrophe.
Shame, shame and humiliation.
The screams and roars of the ancient world shook the sky, his eyes were scarlet and blood was gushing out, and his face was as ferocious as a demon. Fifty million people were chased and beaten by one person. In the history of the ancient world, no one had ever been so humiliated.
Ye Chen didn't pursue him any more, and they didn't leave either. They just stayed in the starry sky in all directions, waiting for the catastrophe to dissipate, and then they would work together to kill Ye Chen. Even if they were promoted to the Great Sage, they would still turn him into ashes.
boom! Boom!
Ye Chen's catastrophe became even more fierce. The thunder sea formed by thunder and lightning more than doubled in size. It surged and rolled across every inch of the starry sky, drowning Ye Chen.
Ye Chen remained silent, with eyes full of solemnity, tore open the sea of thunder, rushed forward against the sky, sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron, and allowed it to accept the baptism of the heavenly tribulation. His destiny weapon also needed Nirvana.
His move almost scared Yang Xuan to the point of peeing, "Take it easy."
Ye Chen didn't reply, he was bathed in thunder and fought all the way up. One after another, the thunder and lightning were destroyed one after another. Billions of thunders could not destroy him, but instead made his holy body shine with tempered golden light.
The monks from all directions were horrified to see it. If it were them, most of them would have been killed.
boom!
With a roar, a dark thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, splitting Ye Chen into nothingness.
This black thunder, extraordinary thunder and lightning, the domineering ancient holy body also exploded.
"You can't destroy me." Ye Chen's roar still contained these words. He stabilized his body and attacked again. He was like a god of war, so powerful that even billions of thunders could not stop him. , God’s will is just a decoration, it’s hard to kill an ant like him.
He has given up life and death, regardless of scars or consumption. Every pore in his body is swallowing the holy body's energy and blood, burning into a raging flame, enveloping the holy body. The Tao resonates with Shenzang, and the origin and blood dance together. The overbearing power was intertwined to help him attack the sky.
Bo!
In the dark, there seemed to be such a voice, coming from his eyes. It was the Six Paths of Samsara Eye. It had been self-proclaimed for one hundred and seventy years, and finally the curse was extinguished under the catastrophe.
God's divine punishment, terrible calamity, and heaven-defying creation. Tempered in the thunder, transformed in the calamity, it will be a whetstone, polishing Ye Chen, a piece of rusty iron, into a peerless sword. , this is the precipitation of Tao, and every thunder and lightning is a mark of Tao.
It was misty and void again, and the tenth emperor of Dachu came with force. With one punch, he melted the magical power, blessed the Taoism, blasted through the chaotic clouds, and with one kick, trampled it into the dust of history.
At this point, the raging thunder and lightning turned invisible one by one.
Only then did he fall. Perhaps his body was too heavy and the starry sky he stepped on collapsed.
The domineering ancient holy body was dripping with blood and bones from the battle. It was almost crippled and could not stand firmly. Every bloody gouge on the holy body was still lingering with thunder and lightning, dissolving his essence.
The starry sky was quiet, and everyone was looking at him. Although he was as small as an ant, he was more dazzling than the scorching sun. Looking at him was like looking at a completed holy body, a rising emperor.
"The catastrophe is over, kill." The thousands of peaceful silence was finally completely broken by a roar. The quasi-emperor Qiongqi was still gnashing his teeth and looking ferocious, unable to stop his murderous intent.
"Wait a minute." A Qiongqi Great Sage took action and stopped him, "The catastrophe is not over yet."
With these words, Qiongqi Quasi-Emperor's divine body trembled, as if he had thought of something and did not dare to act rashly.
Not only him, but also other prehistoric tribes. After paying some tuition, all tribes have seen the blood and become smarter. The thunder tribulation is definitely over, but the heavenly tribulation is not over yet.
At this moment, all the cultivators in the heavens opened their eyes and stared at the starry sky without squinting. If what was expected was true, the next thing to manifest would be the body of the emperor's law. This seems to have become a routine. Ye Chen's previous catastrophes were all like this, and this time is probably the same.
"The Thirty-Two Emperors are not really coming!" Too many people whispered, their voices trembling.
"There are four saints in the tribulation, eight quasi-sage kings, and sixteen saint kings in the tribulation. According to the doubling calculation, there should be thirty-two in the great sage tribulation." The elders in the heavens said, stroking their beards.
"Among the thirty-two emperors, will there be an emperor?" the fifth god general Tianjiu murmured.
Not only him, but all the emperor's successors also have hopes to see their ancestors.
Look at Ye Chen again, standing quietly, the holy path to the sky is moving at a very fast speed, restoring the scars of the catastrophe. His evil aura and murderous aura, not only have not been annihilated, but have become stronger, crushing the starry sky, and as a person who has overcome the tribulation. People know best that the real disaster has just begun.
Under the gaze of everyone, someone manifested in the eastern starry sky, shrouded in fairy light at dusk, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly. Only his back was majestic, like a world-famous monument, with the ultimate imperial power overflowing, and the imperial laws flying, ancient and vicissitudes. There is only one figure, as if standing on the long river of time.
This was the first emperor, but the gods and humans frowned and couldn't identify which emperor it was. It was just because it was so long ago that one had to see the honor of the emperor to identify it. Unfortunately, they couldn't see it clearly.
"Father." Mu Yang choked with sobs, tears welling up in his eyes. Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he could recognize it from the emperor's back, and it was already engraved in his soul.
His call was understood by all the heavens and humans.
Obviously, that was Emperor Zhutian, the first emperor in the ancient times, who shocked the past and the present.
"The second emperor has manifested." Someone reminded him.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking to the west, and another figure intertwined.
That was a young man, with fairy light lingering all over his body, and the laws of the emperor flying.
There is a treasure seal hanging on the top of his head. To be more precise, it is an emperor's seal: Tianque Emperor's Seal.
"Father." Li Fengqiu cried, with tears streaming down his face. How could he not recognize who it was? In ancient memories, it was his father who sealed him personally. In a blink of an eye, the world has changed, and the imperial capital has fallen, but he Still alive, in this way, seeing his relatives again.
At this moment, no need to ask anymore, you know who the second one is, it is Emperor Tianque.
According to legend, the body of Emperor Tianque was a divine stone. It took countless years before he transformed into a human form, singing all the way until he became invincible in all realms and controlled all spirits.
Three thousand people in the realm of life and death, only willing to fill the gap in the sky with bare hands, he is also an amazing emperor.
At this moment, the southern starry sky trembled, and a third figure appeared in due time.
He is still a young man, wearing a green shirt, standing leisurely. At first glance, do you think he is a mortal? His Tao principles are invisible, his eyes are indifferent, but they are all-encompassing. There are endless Tao accumulations that are evolving on their own. Occasionally, one or two strands of the Imperial Tao laws seem to be looming.
"Father." Feng Yu smiled with tears in his eyes, and he recognized his father at a glance.
"Is that the Qing Emperor?" The crowd murmured, looking at it in a daze. The Qing Emperor in his youth was really like a person in mythology, as ethereal as a tree, standing tall for years.
In just three breaths, the fourth emperor also formed a human form in the northern starry sky.
At first glance, he is like an immortal, standing gracefully and far away, beyond reach. His figure seems real and illusory, and the wisps of imperial and divine principles seem to be explaining the Tao. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the great Tao of Heaven. Sound, everyone who hears it will feel empty and clear.
"Emperor Wuji." A pale old man suddenly choked up and burst into tears. He leaned on crutches and knelt down tremblingly. "The last general, Zhou Cang, has met the emperor."
As he knelt down, everyone in the world looked at him in awe. It was not difficult to tell that this old quasi-emperor must have followed Emperor Wuji back then. He once conquered the world with the emperor. However, time has made people grow old, and he has become self-proclaimed in this era. How could I not kneel down when I see the great emperor again
Also with tears streaming down his face was Ziyu, who was his father. When he was sealed, Emperor Wuji was already in his twilight years. Xu Shi knew that his fate was about to be over, so he sealed him in advance.
While talking, the fifth emperor arrived.
This time, it was a blurry figure. His honor was not visible, but his side was surrounded by many mysterious phenomena. The laws of the emperor's way were criss-crossing, each and every one of them, crushing the eternal blue sky. His way was ethereal and indistinct. In the ultimate evolution, it is above the great road.
"Father." Jiuliu choked, his eyes filled with tears, he recognized that figure, connected by blood, and extremely kind. Even though it was just a law body, it also came from his father.
"Is that Emperor Yukong?"
"Emperor Yukong's sons are all called Father, so they must be Emperor Yukong." The elders said, they had taken out the memory crystal and branded the emperor's divine appearance. However, the image of the branding was invisible. Perhaps, it was the emperor's appearance. Because of it, even though it has fallen for eternity, it still leaves no trace.
"The sixth emperor has come out." Someone reminded, attracting attention again.
The sixth figure, whose true form can be seen, has an ordinary face, standing in the starry sky, purple clothes are swaying, and his expression is neither happy nor sad. His laws are not weaker than those of the other five emperors. The Tao Yun is intertwined with the sound of heaven, extremely The power of the Tao Emperor is misty, and it also suppresses the eternal immortal sky.
As soon as this emperor appeared, too many people looked at the emperor Yang Feng, he looked so similar.
Needless to say, the sixth emperor is the Netherworld Emperor, the emperor in the middle period of ancient times.
Yang Feng's eyes flickered, and he silently called out to his father. Time passed by, and he had not seen him for tens of thousands of years. After passing through many vicissitudes of life, he finally saw his father and reappeared in the world.
"Is this a marriage recognition meeting?" Yang Xuan coughed dryly in the cauldron.
"Why isn't my father the Great Emperor?" Tang Sanshao muttered to everyone who heard it with profound meaning. You little black fat man has a big heart! Do you also want to be the emperor's son for once
Outside, Ye Chen remained silent, glanced at the six emperors, and then looked elsewhere.
What he saw was incredible. Three figures appeared together, like a devil, like a monster, and like a god. The three of them stood side by side, like three towering mountains, standing in the vast starry sky. The power of the emperor spread, The laws of the Imperial Dao are flying, sketching mysterious pictures.
"Demon Emperor? Demon Emperor? God Emperor?" someone asked in surprise.
"It's true that he is the great emperor of the demon clan, the great emperor of the demon clan, and the great emperor of the god clan."
"Unfortunately, their heritage has been extinguished."
"I don't know what the expressions of these three emperors would be if they were sane." Someone lamented, and couldn't help but glance at the Moon Emperor and Donghuang Taixin. When the Great Chu returned and angrily destroyed the four tribes, among them, With these three imperial inheritances, an entire clan was directly wiped out.
"There are nine emperors." Most of the people in the world are looking around, looking forward to the tenth emperor, especially the inheritance of the emperor's way, including the prehistoric clan, they are also very hopeful, hoping to see the ancestors of the emperor.
Under the gaze of everyone, the starry sky shook.
Then, the twenty-three imperial rays of immortal light appeared one after another, shaping into human figures one after another, with their backs all majestic. The laws of the imperial path contained an unconcealed aura of prehistoric times, vicissitudes of life and ancient times, and various imperial ways were different. As the image depicts, the sound of the great avenue of heaven also resounds. With this starry sky as the center, it infinitely expands to the eight wastelands of the universe, making people's hearts tremble.
"Oh my God! Twenty-three great emperors?" The cultivators of heaven and earth exclaimed.
At this time, the ancient races were excited. The twenty-three ancient races collectively prostrated in the starry sky, each kneeling to worship their own emperor. This trip was really not in vain. They were able to meet their ancestors, the great emperor. It was a great honor. Although the emperor was gone, The body of the emperor's law represents the emperor.
"Now, there are thirty-two emperors." The eyes of all the cultivators of heaven and earth focused on Ye Chen.
"Sixteen emperors were almost killed. Can we withstand the siege of thirty-two emperors?"
"He is Ye Chen, and he will definitely win." Renxiu's eyes were extremely firm, and he firmly believed that the lineage of the Holy Body could defy heaven again. His journey was full of legends, and he created too many myths.