The old god emperor was stunned.
Shaking his head at Yale's uncontrollable sigh, there was an undisguised regret in his eyes.
This kind of regretful look, for some reason, always affects Yale's mind. You must know that even if he has only four godheads, it is difficult for anyone in the sky to fight against him.
His absolute strength is enough to make him ignore everything.
Why the old god emperor's words and deeds can always mobilize his emotions to such a degree, there is only one possibility, that is, he is afraid of the old god emperor.
No matter what happens to Yale at this time...
The history of the God Race for hundreds of millions of years has always been the old God Sovereign sitting firmly on the throne of the God Sovereign.
Look up like that.
Yale has looked up to it for tens of thousands of years.
This kind of fear that has been accumulated over time cannot be offset by the fusion of several godheads and the rise of strength.
"Don't put on that nasty face, people who have already died once should die again!"
The right hand suddenly snapped and fell.
During the wave, the space of the Protoss was torn apart by Yale's palm, revealing dark and mysterious dimensional cracks.
The surrounding world was twisted, and Yale's hand was still accurately grasping the godhead of the god emperor.
caught!
The touch on the palm of the hand is the warmth released by the godhead.
"You can only belong to me, only belong to me!"
Pulling hard, Godhead did not follow his strength to leave, but he suddenly retreated back, his legs were mixed together, and he fell heavily on the ground.
It was only then that he felt a chill in his wrist.
It was only then that the pain reached his nerves.
Looking towards the wrist, his wrist has been neatly cut off, and his right hand has also been left at the feet of the old emperor.
How did you do it!
Yale stared at the position of the old god emperor, his hands were still weakly hanging on both sides, his eyes were closed, and his face showed regret and sentimentality.
He never moved.
If Yale remembers correctly, when he did it, the old god emperor acted like this.
If it wasn't for him
That…
Emperor Star
Suddenly looking at the position of Emperor Star, at this time, there is an old man with white head and temples beside him. Seeing the green fluorescent light flashing in his hand, he is healing Emperor Star.
Not this old guy!
It's him!
At this moment, Yale saw another man with a long sword in his hand next to Emperor Star.
On his sword, cyan blood can still be seen vaguely.
He was talking to the old man with his eyes down at this time, and he should be talking about Emperor Star's injury.
only…
Yale didn't hear a word.
He tried hard to understand the content of the conversation over there, but he couldn't detect the slightest sound.
Not only that...
"What do you want to know, just ask me directly. I will tell you everything I know. There is no need to try so desperately. How hard is it?"
A whisper suddenly appeared in the Sea of Consciousness, looking forward, the man with the long sword on his back was waving slowly towards him.
Want to know not to know!
His own divine sea was forcibly broken by the opponent.
"This guy… "
Yale groaned in anger.
This guy not only broke his arm, but at this time, Hai seemed to be talking to him like a normal person.
Show off
His strength!
"A bunch of hateful ants!"
Godhead power surged, and Yale's broken arm and lost right hand kept squirming.
Not long after, two new arms appeared.
He clenched his fists with both hands and felt the fit of his arms, and then he strode in the direction of the old god emperor...
"stop!"
A ray of sword light flashed suddenly in front of Yale's eyes, and the ground under his feet was also cut open.
The silver sword beams kept pouring out from the cracks. Yale narrowed his eyes and clenched his hands hard. The broken ground healed again, and he moved forward without any pause.
"Old guy, how are you thinking?"
Seeing that Yale came slowly, the man with the sword did not interfere any more, and walked to the old God Emperor and whispered.
The old god emperor still closed his eyes and said nothing, and the man shrugged.
"I'll take it as your default."
As soon as the words fell, the man no longer cared about the old emperor and stood directly in front of Yale.
"The ants in the way, die!"
Yale didn't say much nonsense, and made fists with both hands.
The surrounding world exploded violently the moment he clenched his fist, directly swallowing the man with the sword.
Having done this, Yale didn't even take a second look.
His target is only the old god emperor.
The godhead on his head!
"Is your silence showing pity for this emperor? Old God Emperor, I didn't expect you to have such a woman's kindness. This emperor robbed you of your position and occupied your godhead. What are you doing at this time? "
"silence?"
"This emperor killed your trusted angel king, don't you want to avenge him?"
"What are you doing now?"
Yale pressed towards the old god emperor step by step, the old god emperor still closed his eyes, but at this time his hands were placed on his chest.
as if praying...
"Morning for yourself?"
"He's mourning for you."
There was a loud bang, and the man with the sword who was swallowed by the space blast came out.
Look at his condition...
The clothes are neat and the hairpins are regular.
It can be seen that Yale's attack did not cause any damage to him.
Yale was not surprised when the man walked out of it.
He also didn't think that a random blow just now could do anything to this man.
When the man's voice fell, Yale turned his head with disdain.
"Mourning for the emperor?"
That kind of mocking eyes, looking at the man is like looking at a clown who is full of smiles.
"He... mourns this emperor? He thinks he can make this emperor... "
"It's not him, he's mourning for you, how could he possibly do anything to you."
"Hahaha, could that be you?" Yale looked at the man, "This emperor is sure of your strength, but if you really fight Benguang, what qualifications do you have?"
"Do you need qualifications? I don't know what qualifications do you think..."
"Emperor, master of planes, or aliens from the universe?" Yale shrugged, "Sorry, it may hurt your self-esteem, but if it weren't for these people, the emperor would not have the qualifications to do it. I advise you not to make fun of yourself, Don't really make Ben Guang angry."
"Yo, that's a coincidence..."
The sword-wielding man suddenly shrugged and smiled, pointing to the void above his head.
"Look at..."
Above the void, the galaxy that had been condensed by Emperor Star was re-condensed.
But unlike before...
There is only one star in this galaxy.
Emperor Star.
Yale saw the identity of this star at a glance, and laughed wantonly.
"You still want to count on him?"
He subconsciously thought that Emperor Star was referring to Ye Zichen, and the Emperor Star of this era was indeed him.
"Don't worry, take your time."
The sword-wielding man spread his hands, and Yale looked at Xinghe with disdain, wanting to see what tricks he was going to play.
Just not long...
"No, this is impossible!" Yale shouted angrily.