In the Death Realm, the starry sky was suddenly covered with black thunderclouds, red lightning intertwined, and there was a loud bang. Finally, bits and pieces of blood rain fell, becoming more and more dense.
The emperor has fallen, and everyone is saddened!
"cough!"
Jiang Xiaofan took back the diagram and couldn't help but cough up another mouthful of blood.
His Dacheng Chaos Body is already covered with cracks, and even his bones can be vaguely seen. The white bones are dense and seeping, and there are cracks in the five internal organs.
"Buzz!"
The Dao Tu finally shook slightly, dissipated into nothingness, rushed into his body and disappeared.
He was panting heavily, his body staggered, and his steps became a little shaky. After absorbing the three sources of Taoism, the divine map and silver and copper changed. Although they became more terrifying, they also consumed more divine power. At this moment, his divine power was almost dry, and even his vision became turbid.
"The emperor is really too scared. Is there really anyone under the Holy Heaven who can compete with him?"
He whispered to himself.
Long Qiong told him in the past that in ancient times, there were people who relied on divine realms such as the "Ice and Snow World" to kill a Holy Emperor with Luo Tian's eighth-level cultivation, and their achievements were unparalleled. However, thinking about it now, that incident There must be something hidden. After a personal battle with his own strength, he finally knew this. It was absolutely impossible for the monks from the eighth level of Luotian to kill the Holy Emperor, even with the holy soldiers in hand.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the majestic murderous intent overflowed, full of destruction.
"Damn ant, how dare you, how dare you..."
"Die! Die!"
In the distance, the four continent masters of the Chaos clan roared angrily, their eyes were red, they were not dead after being hit by Dao Tu, and they were killed at this time, as if they were ferocious beasts from the wild.
Jiang Xiaofan raised his right hand, his body suddenly trembled, and his raised right hand dropped weakly.
"cough!"
At the same time, it seemed that the action of raising his hand was involved in the injury, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. His head felt dizzy, and the scene in front of him became blurry, and he fell face to face.
"Uh-huh!"
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in front of him, supporting his body with a broad back. The Demon Emperor flashed over, and after supporting Jiang Xiaofan, he waved the Demonic Sword and destroyed Tianyu with four sword energies.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
The four chaotic continent lords that rushed up were shattered into pieces, and the blood mist dyed the starry sky red.
"Demon Emperor!"
Quan Fengyu appeared in that position with cruel eyes.
Dao light surged in his right hand, and the collapsed blood mist of the four continent masters quickly condensed, and their figures slowly reappeared.
"Thank you, Emperor!"
The four of them said respectfully.
The devil's sword energy chopped their divine bodies into pieces. If Quan Fengyu didn't take action, they would definitely die. At this moment, their faces were extremely pale, and they looked at Jiang Xiaofan behind the Demon Emperor with hatred, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
The Demon Emperor and Quan Fengyu looked at each other, their eyes cold and their faces expressionless.
"Ahem..."
Jiang Xiaofan coughed dryly and struggled hard with his eyelids, but the world he saw was blood red.
Because blood flowed into his eyes.
At this moment, he fell on the Demon Emperor's back, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately he didn't even have the strength to make a sound. This made him truly feel the terror of an emperor-level figure. Lan Xiangming was already on the verge of death, but he still had to pay such a high price to kill him.
"do not speak."
The Demon Emperor said calmly.
His body was also stained with the emperor's blood, and he suddenly spoke again, turning his back to Jiang Xiaofan and said: "Well done!"
Jiang Xiaofan took a big breath and forced a smile.
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and four more figures flashed over.
Old Liar, Old Man Tianxu, Yuetong Ancestor, Ghost Lord, and the four emperors retreated to this side.
"Well done, little one!"
The old liar laughed.
Although the old gangster was covered in blood, he was very happy.
"Alright... not bad..."
Jiang Xiaofan reluctantly spoke.
Ancestor Yuetong patted him gently and said with a smile: "Young man, stop talking and adjust your breathing rhythm."
An emperor of the Chaos clan was destroyed, even an old antique like him was very happy. After all, he was an emperor. It would be of great significance to kill an emperor of the Chaos clan and pull out a fang of this behemoth.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Opposite, the starry sky trembled, and eight figures appeared next to Quan Fengyu.
None of their faces look very pretty.
"Walk."
Ghost Lord said in a deep voice.
The Demon Emperor supported Jiang Xiaofan and nodded slightly.
So far in the battle, five of them are fighting ten, and the holy power has almost been exhausted.
"Want to leave? Is it possible!"
Quan Feng Yusen said coldly.
Beside him, eight figures each revealed their peerless murderous aura.
People's eyes are a bit cold. They came across the border. In addition to the Chaos King, there are also ten Holy Emperors. But now, the ten Emperors are fighting against five people, and one person has fallen, and a Holy Emperor has fallen. !
Their eyes were extremely piercing. They looked at Jiang Xiaofan and said coldly: "You little beast!"
It can be said that the most direct cause of Lan Xiangming's destruction is Jiang Xiaofan, who directed this drama. The Holy Emperor of the Chaos Clan, who had been alive for endless years, was actually beheaded by a Luotian monk!
This is a shame!
Since the creation of the world, the Chaos Clan has never been so miserable!
At this moment, Quan Fengyu stood still and did not move, but the other eight people moved, and instantly surrounded the Demon Emperor and others at the center. A divine radiance rushed out from each person's body, forming an emperor's light curtain and surrounding them.
"Buzz!"
A faint chaotic light flickered, and the brilliance was scorching.
An emperor-level encirclement formation was set up, and everyone stepped into it with grave expressions.
In this regard, the five old emperors were not moved.
"Where is that person?"
The ancestor of Moon Eye looked into the void.
The "that person" he spoke of naturally refers to Sakyamuni. At this moment, Sakyamuni is blocking the King of Chaos.
"If he wants to leave, no one can stop him."
The Demon Emperor shook his head.
Although he only met briefly, he truly felt how terrifying Sakyamuni was. He was definitely on the same level as Taoist Master. If a strong man of this level wanted to leave, no one in the world could stop him.
"Then let's go."
Old Man Tianxu said.
The Demon Emperor nodded, formed a seal with one hand, and pressed it toward the starry sky.
Quan Fengyu suddenly turned aside and shouted: "Stop him!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Hearing this, eight rays of killing light rushed out like lightning, disrupting time and killing the Demon Emperor and others.
However, the actions of the eight people were too late. A circle of dark magic patterns spread, covering all directions, swallowing up the Demon Emperor and others in the blink of an eye, and disappeared in this star field in an instant. This is the Demon Emperor's holy art of reverse summoning. Even the starry sky barrier can be broken through, and the Emperor's light curtain outside cannot stop it.
"Damn it!"
Quan Fengyu's face was gloomy.
The faces of the other eight people were naturally ugly, and their eyes were extremely cold and forbidding.
"You can escape for a while, but you can't escape forever!"
Someone said coldly.
"Boom!"
In another area, the extremity area suddenly shook, and two figures came out of the real void.
It is none other than Sakyamuni and the King of Chaos.
"Old bald donkey!"
The Chaos King's chest rose and fell, and it was obvious that he was very angry.
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Uh-huh!"
Quan Fengyu and others' expressions turned cold, and they all rushed over and surrounded Sakyamuni.
The Chaos King looked at Sakyamuni and did not look at anyone else.
He knew that in the face of figures like Sakyamuni, the eight emperors who came over would have no effect at all, just like the Taoist Master back then.
"Amitabha."
Sakyamuni put his hands together and looked very calm.
Looking at the King of Chaos, the saint did not persuade him. He seemed to know that persuasion would have no effect on the King of Chaos. His eyes were a bit old, and he glanced at the direction where the Demon Emperor and others disappeared, and said lonelyly: "It's time for me to leave. Lingshan has been sealed for millions of years. It's time to go back and atone for my sins..."
"call!"
A flicker of starry wind swept by, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
The expressions of Quan Fengyu and others changed, and a look of horror flashed across their eyes.
They are both emperors, but they didn't even see clearly how Sakyamuni left. Just a wisp of star wind blew by, and their vision lost the figure of Sakyamuni, and the figure locked on him The emperor's spiritual thoughts are also as if they are bound to the air, which is extremely weird.
"Wang, this old monk..."
Quan Fengyu hesitated.
The Chaos King clenched his fists, his eyes cold.
This invincible being stood on the starry sky, tilting his head slightly and looking at the place where Lan Xiangming died.
"Wang, Lan Xiangming, he..."
A Chaos Emperor spoke cautiously, but didn't know what to say.
The Chaos King snorted coldly, looking through the past and present with his deep eyes, intertwined with extremely horrifying killing sprees: "At any cost, find the person who holds the Tao map and bring him back alive!"
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Time always passes unconsciously, and in a daze, a month has passed...
Jiang Xiaofan woke up in a strange room, rubbed his aching head, and looked around.
The room was casually decorated and didn't have much special features, but Jiang Xiaofan felt mysterious fluctuations in the air. Although it was very weak, it was very powerful. He frowned, but soon relaxed because he didn't feel any danger.
He got up from the bed and opened the door. The sunlight came in, which was a little dazzling.
"Xiao, wake up."
A voice came.
There is a pavilion in front, and two old people are sitting in the pavilion. They are Lao Liang and the ancestor of Yuetong.
Jiang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then walked over.
"Senior, old man."
He said to the two of them.
The old liar was furious: "You can call me two seniors, or you can call me two old men. Don't tell the difference!"
"Okay old man."
Jiang Xiaofan pouted.
Ancestor Yuetong smiled, pointed to the seat next to him, and said, "Sit down."
Jiang Xiaofan nodded and sat down.
In the center of the pavilion is a jade table with a teapot and teacups placed on it. The ancestor of Yuetong lifted the teapot and filled the teacup in front of Jiang Xiaofan. The aroma was overflowing for a while. It was obvious that this tea was extraordinary.
"Thanks."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
Speaking of which, if the emperor personally pours tea, he may be the only one in the world who has this kind of treatment.
The tea had a light aroma. Jiang Xiaofan took a sip and then put it down.
"What happened next?"
He thought for a moment and asked softly.