Young Master Dongchen surrendered, not only did he not die, but was forgiven instead.
Young Master Ziyun died, his death was extremely bleak.
But now, there is only Master Shenting left, what is his fate
At this moment, the eyes of the whole world are staring at him, putting him under unprecedented pressure.
Master Shenting's mind was blank, and he was at a loss.
He is indeed a bit sturdy, not kneeling or surrendering, and wants to fight to the last minute.
But just now, Qin Feng killed Young Master Ziyun, as simple as killing a chicken and a dog, which greatly stimulated him.
A living person, a protoss master who was still aloof a moment ago, was just so casually obliterated
Will Qin Feng deal with himself like this
Thinking of this, Lord Shenting's will began to waver.
He glanced at Emperor Shen Ting, and seemed to think of some enlightenment.
Or... Simply ask for help.
He couldn't bear this kind of pressure. On the one hand, it was the sustenance of the whole family, and on the other hand, it was a cold death.
Son Shen Ting wanted to kneel down, begging for mercy, and wanted to be forgiven like Son Dong Chen.
However, the Protoss did not allow him to do this.
Son Shen Ting only felt that there was an invisible big hand behind him, pushing himself step by step into the abyss of death.
"We admit defeat, we can't compare."
Emperor Shen Ting gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty.
There is no more suspense about the result of this battle, even if Young Master Shen Ting persists, it will only cost him his life in vain.
Son Shenting didn't dare to admit defeat, so he was afraid of being insulted, so he could only be carried by his father.
"No! How can the Protoss admit defeat?"
"Master Shenting, you are the last hope of the Protoss. Even if you die in battle, you can't admit defeat to the foreigners."
"Does my Protoss really fail like this?"
The magneto-magnet mirror fluctuates violently, and in the light curtain, there are faces with incomparable indignation.
People clamored, cursed, and vented the depression in their hearts.
The three major princes surrendered one after another, like three loud slaps, slamming the face of the Protoss.
For the pretentious Protoss people, the suffocation in their hearts can be imagined.
At this moment, they are unwilling to admit failure.
It would be better for Young Master Shenting to die than to start the War of the Century than to admit defeat!
However, when the war really comes, who will be happy
"Hey… "
Emperor Shen Ting shook his head and took the initiative to withdraw the magnetic field.
Boo~
Suddenly, the sky was shattered, and the cynical faces finally disappeared in everyone's eyes.
"The spiritual representative of the Protoss is so awkward?"
Qin Feng sneered again and again.
"You won, you can say anything."
Young Master Shen Ting lowered his head with a frustrated expression on his face.
"Unfortunately, today's battle cannot be ended by surrendering."
Qin Feng's eyes narrowed.
At the same time, his breath locked onto Young Master Shen Ting and suppressed him firmly.
"What do you want to do?"
Young Master Shen Ting paled with fright.
Without the protection of the mecha, he had no sense of security, as if he was about to be killed at any time.
"Stop hurting my son!"
The Great Emperor Shenting yelled violently, and also got anxious eyes.
"Success and defeat, this is the price you should pay."
Qin Feng didn't change his face, and suddenly grabbed his five fingers.
boom!
The mana gathered, a vast and boundless force, squeezed from all directions, crushing the son of Shen Ting into powder.
The Emperor Shenting had no time to rescue, and everything was settled.
According to Qin Feng's original idea, none of the three big sons could survive.
However, in order to stabilize the situation, he let go of Young Master Dongchen, and also drew in Emperor Dongchen.
Of course, this is just a stopgap measure.
As for the people in Shenting Mansion and Ziyun Mansion, he couldn't easily let go.
This is not just Qin Feng's thoughts, but also the will of the Changsheng Great Emperor.
"You must not die! You must not die!"
Seeing that his son was killed, Emperor Shen Ting roared to the sky, his eyes cracking.
An astonishing murderous aura burst out of his body, and his figure rushed out, and he wanted to directly attack Qin Feng.
"Emperor Shenting, do you really take my air?"
In the void, there was a sneer from the Great Emperor Changsheng.
Huh!
Emperor Changsheng flickered and appeared in front of Emperor Shenting. He didn't even look at it. He raised his hand with a palm.
The mana that shook the sky and the earth exploded, and hit the chest of Emperor Shen Ting fiercely.
Crackling...
Emperor Shen Ting's body trembled violently, and the void God Thunder enchantment around him was beaten to pieces, turned into wisps of electricity, and scattered vertically and horizontally.
The hard power of Emperor Changsheng was naturally higher than that of Emperor Shenting.
Otherwise, the Great Emperor Shenting would not unite with others to deal with the Great Emperor Changsheng.
Just because the Changsheng Emperor is too strong and has the advantage of standing out from the crowd, the rest of the talents have to unite together.
Tens of thousands of years later, although Emperor Changsheng's cultivation has not improved, he is still stronger than Emperor Changsheng.
This time the confrontation fully reflected the perception between the two.
Emperor Shenting was preemptive and wanted to attack Qin Feng sneakily.
However, Emperor Changsheng was limited to late shots, and in a shorter period of time, he intercepted Emperor Shenting and repelled the opponent.
His violent palm smashed the barrier of Shen Ting Great Emperor's body protection, and his advantages were full.
"How can it be?"
Emperor Shen Ting looked terrified, a little unbelievable.
Over the past tens of thousands of years, he has been practicing hard day and night, looking for all means to break through, and he has been very close to the realm of ancient gods.
But facing the Changsheng Emperor, he was still at a disadvantage, and it was a big blow to him.
"Do you think that you have sealed me for tens of thousands of years, and chased me for tens of thousands of years, then you can challenge me? If you practice for tens of thousands of years, you still have to look up at me."
Emperor Changsheng laughed mockingly.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Great Emperor Changsheng had touched the threshold of the ancient gods. If not, he would have died a long time ago, and he could not have been just sealed.
Now the Great Emperor Changsheng has entered the ancient god stage, and this is where he has the confidence to return to the gods.
"Do you think I can't deal with you without the record of the King of Gods? Open your dog's eyes and show me carefully."
Emperor Changsheng sneered coldly.
Immediately, he saw his five fingers imaginary grasping, and in the depths of the emptiness, the law energy condensed into the law seed, which fell in his palm.
The seeds of the law fuse together, bursting out a force of the law that destroys the world.
Feeling this momentum, everyone was terrified.
Even the three great emperors turned pale and their hearts trembled wildly.
"Ingest the seed of the law? Pinch the law? This is a real ancient god's method!"
Qin Feng also took a deep breath.
The reason why the ancient gods are powerful is that they can break the laws of heaven and earth and be above the laws.
Thousands of laws come at your fingertips, birth and death reincarnation, control with one hand.
The monks in the True Yuan period use the law.
And the strong in the ancient gods, the law of creation.
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