In the vast starry sky and deathly silence, everyone looked up to the sky.
The defeat of Shen Nian Qiongqi revealed the duel between the Emperor and the Dacheng Holy Body. The Emperor lost. Although this battle was expected, it made the world feel unreal. It was not the Emperor who was not strong enough, but the Dacheng Holy Body was too terrifying. The Emperor Huangzhi's combat power is still superior to that of Emperor Qiongqi.
Ethereal and indistinct, Shen Nian Qiongqi finally calmed down and stared at Shen Nian Emperor Huang.
Although it was a spiritual thought, his eyes were full of majesty and ancient vicissitudes.
He was truly an emperor. After all these years, he was still speechless as he looked at the Great Holy Body. From the beginning to the end, he did not say a word and only lowered his proud head slightly.
In this battle, he was defeated. He was completely defeated. He never thought that there would be such a terrifying existence in the heavens of later generations. Even the Great Emperor could not fight against him at the same level.
Why!
With a sigh, the spiritual thoughts Qiongqi dissipated. Regardless of the spiritual thoughts or the spiritual thoughts body, they were all accompanied by the glory of doom, disappearing bit by bit, disappearing into smoke bit by bit.
At this moment, all the heavens and humans raised their hands together and regarded it as a farewell to the emperor. They had grudges with the Qiongqi clan, but he was the emperor after all. No matter good or bad, he had always been a powerful god in the world.
When I went to see the Qiongqi clan, everyone lowered their arrogant heads. Shen Nian Qiongqi was defeated, the Qiongqi Emperor was defeated, and the Qiongqi clan was defeated, and they no longer had any faith.
Their actions, without words, proved everything.
If you follow the rules, you can at least leave a legacy to the emperor; if you die if you go against it, there will be nothing. They have all seen the iron blood and coldness of the Dacheng Holy Body.
Divine Mind Emperor Huang also dissipated, and his soul returned to his own body, Emperor Huang.
Once again, Dihuang ascended to nothingness step by step, and the secret method of heaven-shattering creation was used. Everything he did to the Taotie clan was exactly the same. He copied them all to the Qiongqi clan, depriving them of the ancestral soul of the prehistoric era. He used the imperial forbidden curse to bind the Qiongqi clan.
Xichen cooperates extremely well and opens the door to the domain.
This time, the communication is with the Fire Realm, which means that the Qiongqi clan will be sent to the Fire Realm. For many years to come, the Flame Realm of the Heavens will be the territory guarded by Qiongqi.
When the Qiongqi tribe left, they were in the same state of mind as the Taotie tribe. Their eyes were full of helplessness and sadness. The moment they stepped into the passage, they did not forget to look back. It would be difficult to come back.
No one has mercy, and it is impossible to have mercy. If I had known that today would be miserable, why did I do evil things in the first place? Compared with Qiongqi's evil deeds, those creatures who died tragically are truly pitiful.
The Qiongqi clan left, and Dihuang also turned around and walked away.
The monks in the heavens straightened their backs, followed one after another, and followed silently. They all transformed into clones and entered the ancestral land of Qiongqi. The treasures inside would not be left behind. The monks in the heavens were scolding and sweeping away. This area has never disappointed the Supreme Being. He will never leave what he can take away. He wishes he could move the entire prehistoric demonic land home with him.
On this day, the starry sky was not calm, and there were rumbling sounds one after another.
Dihuang is really a leader, leading his younger brothers and destroying them all the way.
Like Qiongqi, he did not kill those who surrendered on the spot. He only collected the souls of the ancient ancestors, planted the imperial forbidden curse, and sent them to other realms, leaving them to fend for themselves.
A stubborn resister like the Golden Crow, who inherits the emperor's path and would rather die than surrender, always has only one word: if you go with it, you will live, if you go against it, you will die, and there will be no second words of nonsense.
The Dacheng Holy Body is so iron-blooded that it won't listen to you. Whenever it hears the words "I would rather die than surrender," it will attack on the spot and kill you coldly. It won't be finished until you kill the entire clan.
In this regard, Dihuang is quite considerate. Since he wants to die, he will fulfill his wish. So, along the way, too many races have been killed by him and their inheritance has been cut off.
Naturally, most of the Prehistoric tribes are still very aware of current affairs, especially the Prehistoric Scorpio tribe. They don't even bother Dihuang to tell them, so they prepare the prehistoric ancestral souls and cooperate with the thieves.
Emperor Huang walked all the way, looking for the ancient ancestral land.
The gods followed all the way and were witnesses of this iron-blooded law. They also played the role of the younger brother very dedicatedly. The boss was responsible for destroying the scene, and they were responsible for cleaning the battlefield.
"Looking at the posture of the Dacheng Holy Body, we are not ready to give up until we clean up the prehistoric world." At the end of the crowd, the King of Huangquan sighed. They were also witnesses. One by one, the prehistoric tribes were suppressed, and one by one, the prehistoric tribes were wiped out. Terrified.
"This matter will be a time-consuming and important task." King Wangchuan said leisurely.
No one refuted these words. It’s only because there are too many Prehistoric tribes, and the universe is too big, and the Prehistoric tribes are everywhere in every corner. Even the Great Emperor would find it difficult to travel across the universe in his lifetime, let alone the Emperor Huang. It will take a long time to really suppress the entire prehistoric period.
"I was thinking, if Ye Chen has advanced to quasi-emperor, who will be the first emperor in the world." The King of the Underworld touched his chin, "If he came from the ancient times, it would be embarrassing."
When all the heavenly kings heard this, their expressions became more meaningful.
Speaking of Ye Chen, the five of them did not forget to glance at Chu Xuan and the ever-bright lamp in her arms. Dihuang had stripped away the ancestral souls of the prehistoric people along the way, and all of them were melted by him, and the fire of the soul was blazing again. , it is only a matter of time before we can reshape the ancient holy body.
"Dad, are you full?" Ye Ling blinked his big eyes and laughed at the evergreen lantern.
Ye Chen's Yuan Shenhuo swayed in response, but soon fell silent again. Emperor Tongming was too seriously injured. Without the nourishment of the prehistoric ancestral soul, it would take at least several years to rebuild his golden body.
The world looks at it with sadness, which is called envy.
Facts have proved how important it is to have an ancestor who has attained the Holy Body.
"Rebuild the holy body with peace of mind, I will take care of your brothers and sisters." Xiong Er twisted his fat body and squeezed in shamelessly, with a look of righteousness on his face.
"And we." Situ Nan, Xie Yun, Xiao Lingwa, Long Yi and Long Wu and other talented people also came together, and they seemed to be taking Chu Ling and the others home to take care of them.
Regarding this, Chu Xuan and the others were as direct as ever, beating them down one after another.
The talented people in the heavens are the ones who are truly on the road. They are talking and laughing as they step on them. The strength of their feet is also quite weighty. It is not finished until they are stepped into a lump.
As a result, there were many cries of ghosts and howls of wolves along the way.
Ahead, Dihuang suddenly stopped again, looking quietly at one side.
The monks from all over the world follow suit. Whenever the Emperor Huang stops in the star field, there must be a Prehistoric clan hidden there, and they will also have a big harvest. There are countless treasures from the Prehistoric Ancestral Land.
The Honghuang tribe hiding in this star field was the Biyuan tribe. They were quite conscious. Before Dihuang could take action, they withdrew from the concealed imperial formation and surrendered under the leadership of the emperor.
Emperor Huang did not kill anyone, but collected the souls of the ancestors of the ancient world and planted the imperial curse seal.
The next thing was left to the son of the plane, who opened the domain gate and sent away the Biyan tribe. The whole process was surprisingly smooth, with no war or bloodshed.
In the next few days, Dihuang walked around. Everywhere he went, some members of the Honghuang tribe were picked out. If they found a sure target, they would either exterminate or suppress them without showing any mercy to the emperor.
Killed all the way, suppressed all the way, but the road ahead is still long.
As the Five Heavenly Kings of the Forbidden Zone said, there are too many races in the wild, spread out in every corner of the universe, and it is a time-consuming task to truly find them all.
Fortunately, Dihuang already knew the exact location of the Prehistoric Ancestral Land. He had been studying such things in the underworld for these years, and he was waiting to come back and clean up the Prehistoric Clan.
His actions perfectly illustrate the saying: Sharpening the knife will never make you chop wood again.
Precisely because he knew the location of the Prehistoric Ancestral Land, this seemingly time-consuming task was much easier than imagined. No matter how secretive the Prehistoric Clan was, he would not be able to escape his tracking.
The expressions on the faces of the five heavenly kings were very serious. Dihuang was not only good at fighting, he was also very knowledgeable! His stay in the underworld is not in vain. If he continues to search like this, the entire ancient clan will be suppressed by him alone, and it will only take no more time.
boom! boom! boom!
These sounds can be heard from time to time, and there is no war, but whenever there is a roar, the prehistoric tribe will surely suffer disaster. Those who would rather die than surrender will be massacred; those who surrender with peace of mind will have their own lives.
Dihuang still has some kindness in his heart, and like the great emperors of all ages, he also wants to leave the fighting power of the Great Desolate for the heavens. After all, their common enemy is the devil.
On the ninth day, the Kuiba tribe was found and the whole tribe was distributed.
It was also on this day that Ye Chen, who had merged with the prehistoric soul, gathered the illusory soul, which was almost transparent and swayed with the star wind. It would take some time to fully recover.
"Thank you for the gift, senior." The saints of later generations bowed respectfully to the ancestors of the saints.
Di Huang smiled, quite gently, and continued his journey.
"How does it feel to swallow the soul of the ancient ancestors?" Chu Ling blinked her beautiful eyes.
"It feels weird." Ye Chen said this while floating away.
He has long heard about the so-called ancestral souls, and they are only found in the prehistoric tribe. This is because the era when they were born is infinitely close to the beginning of chaos. The spiritual power of that era and the origin of heaven and earth are the purest. The condensed soul power is also the most original.
Only after truly merging the prehistoric ancestral souls did he understand its mystery. He felt that there was a mysterious power in the soul. He designated it as the origin of chaos, which coincided with his Tao.
"Your natal soul is very strong." Ji Ningshuang whispered and smiled. She could clearly sense that Ye Chen's soul had a new kind of power, dormant deep in the soul. Once it was unlocked, the ghosts and gods would be shocked. Just because of the ancestors The power of the soul is too far away and terrifying.
"The Holy Body has risen." The girls also smiled sweetly, with tears still remaining in the corners of their eyes.
Ye Chen smiled and looked at the soul body with his head down. The power of the soul was much more refined than before. After advancing to the quasi-emperor realm, it was far from the peak of the Great Sage.
"Boy, please take it easy in the future." Long Yi covered his waist and followed him.
"What." Ye Chen raised his eyes, not knowing why.
"Dihuang integrated the forbidden curse of the Imperial Way into your soul." Long Wu said leisurely, "That is an extremely terrifying forbidden curse. As long as you have a thought, those prehistoric people who have been planted with the forbidden curse will be destroyed in an instant. Well, of course, if you die, those people in the wild will not survive."
"To put it bluntly, the lives of the prehistoric tribes who have been sent away are all in your hands." Beisheng said with a smile, "Your ancestors used this method to restrain the prehistoric people."
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and hurriedly looked inside his soul, but he did not find the imperial forbidden curse.
"If the prehistoric tribe rebels, the forbidden curse will be manifested." Dihuang, who was walking at the end of the void, sent back a message. By the way, he also explained the mystery of the forbidden curse to Ye Chen.
The ancestors of the Eucharist did have good intentions.
Ye Chen understood clearly in his heart, and straightened his back. With a forbidden spell from the Imperial Dao, he suddenly felt that his worth had increased several levels instantly. It didn't matter if he died. The prehistoric people would be buried with him. One person holds the life of the prehistoric people. No one has this kind of honor.
On the tenth day, the Jinyi tribe was found and surrendered unconditionally.
On the eleventh day, the Gui Jiao clan was discovered and tried to escape, but more than half of them were killed by Dihuang.
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On the 19th day, the ancestral land of the Suanni tribe appeared and was violently suppressed.
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On the twenty-sixth day, the Kunpeng clan was found. They would rather die than surrender, and the entire clan went to see their ancestors.
On the thirty-fourth day, the ancestral land of the Blood Loach Clan collapsed.
On the forty-ninth day, the Armadillo clan was exterminated and their imperial inheritance was cut off.
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On the 58th day, the ancestral land of the Killing Sky Clan exploded, and the entire clan was sent to the Thunder Territory.
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The holy body of Dacheng, cold and iron-blooded, suppressed all the way. I don't know how many races were sent away, and I don't know how many races were slaughtered. The starry sky was dyed red with blood.
The monks from all over the world are here, silently watching the battle. Every time a clan is suppressed, they will sweep away endless treasures. Those treasures were also looted in the wild and returned to their original owners.
This bloody suppression lasted for three months.
It wasn't until the fourth month that it really came to an end. Except for those who were slaughtered, the remaining races of the entire prehistoric race, without exception, were all suppressed, deprived of their prehistoric ancestral souls, and planted with the imperial forbidden curse. All were exiled to other realms.
This day is worth remembering. The first batch of living beings in the world, the prehistoric tribe that had poisoned the world for millions of years, were finally suppressed by iron and blood. The giant mountain pressing on the heads of the world was finally overthrown. The entire The light in the world is getting brighter.
Dacheng Holy Body Emperor Huang has done something that no emperor in the past has done. Although the process is bloody, it is quite useful. He will also be like the Red Lotus Empress and bear the evil reputation for life.
"The starry sky will never be the same again." There is vicissitudes of life in the smiles of the gods and humans, which feels quite unreal.
"There is no raging war, we can rest and recuperate." The elders all took out the wine bottles, their eyes were full of exhaustion. The ancient times were suppressed, and they could no longer cause chaos. The common people finally had a chance to breathe. There was a Dacheng Holy Body guarding them, allowing the demons to conquer the sky. Come, don't be afraid.
"We should be lucky." The prehistoric tribes standing on the side of the heavens, such as the prehistoric unicorns and the colorful peacock tribe, all breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, they would not be able to escape the fate of being exiled. Maybe, The clan will also be exterminated by Emperor Huang. Facts have also proved how important it is to take a stand. The wind and water have taken turns, and the heavens have endured until this time.
"I have a premonition that the golden age is coming." Chiyangzi said meaningfully.
It's not just him, too many people feel this way, especially the peak quasi-emperors, who feel the suppression of the imperial path most clearly. Because Ye Chen was granted the title of quasi-emperor, the suppression of the imperial path has become much weaker.
In other words, in a certain year in the future, a new emperor may appear in the heavens, and everyone present may be the person who conferred the title of emperor, and Honghuang is no exception.
"It's over." The five heavenly kings in the restricted area smiled and each turned around and went straight to Xuanhuang. Dihuang suppressed them all the way, and they followed. Honghuang was suppressed, and Dihuang sat in control of the heavens. It was unprecedentedly relaxed. That was a statue A ruthless person more terrifying than the emperor.
"It's over." On Jie Ming Mountain, Emperor Ming took a deep breath.
Then, the guy took out the collector's edition. He no longer had to worry about the heavens. He could finally study his collector's edition with peace of mind. The most important thing is... Di Huang is not here.