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    After the five-color flame passed by, the void was burned into a vacuum belt, and even the woods in the mountain range below started to burn.


    call….!


    The flame is empty, just a roll, like a gust of wind blowing through the fine sand, pouring over the body of the Nanming Emperor.


    Under the gaze of countless eyes, Emperor Nanming’s body, keeping his forefinger with one hand and a horrified look, turned into ash in an instant, and was blown by the wind and swayed the whole sky.


    The position where the Emperor Nanming just stood was empty.


    The Nether 8 Emperor of the Nether Tribe, lost!


    Above the altitude of 10,000 zhang, there is nothing but the strange pole, the trembling five-color flame, slowly dissipating.


    At this moment, everyone, including the Holy Blood Emperor, seemed to be petrified and instantly stood on the spot.


    If it is an ordinary Martial Artist, or even the Northern Ming Emperor, was damaged by Chu Yan’s strange fire, burn to ashes, everyone will not be so surprised.


    Because, the Southern Ming Emperor himself, is the Golden Pill teacher, is a Pill and Martial Dual Cultivation powerhouse.


    His fire control ability, in the entire Ning clan, I am afraid that even the bloody emperor can’t compare.


    But now, the Nanming Great Emperor who is the strongest of the Hmong clan, died under Huowei, this …


    “next!”


    I didn’t wait for everyone to react, in midair, Chu Yan with an indifferent look, his eyes moved sideways, he turned his head towards towards the distance, and he was also a stunned Eastern Ming Emperor.


    “hiss…!”


    Almost in Chu Yan’s gaze, the moment when he touched the eyes of Emperor Dongming, Emperor Dongming trembles all over his body, his eyes twitching violently twice.


    “escape!”


    Almost without thinking, Emperor Dongming turned around and walked away. Behind him, the ancient abyss roared and ran straight up.


    shua! shua! shua!


    Chu Yan, White Tiger, Soul of War, King of Abyssal Ancient Demon, 3 silhouettes, 2 black and white, just like 3 lightnings, across the sky, straight to the Eastern Ming Emperor rushing towards the sky.


    Chu Yan, one of the 8 emperors of the Ming Clan, who didn’t even think about it, one after another, killed 2 emperors.


    Let the original 8th Emperor of the Ming Clan directly become the 6th Emperor of the Ming Clan.


    If Emperor Dongming still does not understand that Chu Yan, simply cannot match him, then he is not worthy of the position of Emperor Position.


    You should know that among the 100000000 10000 clansman of the Ming tribe, if you want to climb under one person, above ten thousand people, the Position of the emperor not only depends on the strong cultivation base and strength, but also, more importantly, the way of survival.


    Otherwise, for 100,000 years of cultivation time, Martial Artists who do not understand the way of survival are afraid of 10000 deaths.


    At this time, the Emperor Dongming, thinking in his mind, is full of fear, he is full of fear, he must find a way, otherwise, he is dead!


    Because behind him, not only was Chu Yan alone, but also a king of the abyss ancient demon who had just drawn a draw with him, and another White Tiger war soul comparable to the strength of Great Emperor Realm.


    3 Play one, there is no chance of being impossible!


    Therefore, the Emperor Dongming at this time, his heart was collapsed, and he didn’t even dare to return his head, moved towards the sky, fled all the way, and the speed was getting faster and faster.


    “Can you escape !?”


    Chu Yan pupil light, suddenly cold, Clear Sky Sword trembles gently in his hand.


    “Go!”


    In a word, the Clear Sky Sword disappeared instantly, and in the void, only a little star flashed, and it disappeared instantly.


    “Don’t chase, let’s go!”


    With the disappearance of Clear Sky Sword, Chu Yan waved his hand, took the White Tiger War Soul and Ancient Demon King, and turned and walked away.


    In that way, it seems that the Emperor Dongming escaped, and he didn’t plan to pursue the killing at all.


    However, when Chu Yan 3 did not get far, the sky behind 100 li behind them suddenly lit a little cold light.


    The cold light, like a shining star in the sky, is fleeting.


    Immediately afterwards, a blooming blood flower bloomed on the endless sky, and the flamboyant pole, like a flower of death, was blooming.


    Waiting for Chu Yan and White Tiger to fight the soul, and the ancient demon king, 3 people go side by side, and fly to the Ximing Emperor …


    Beyond 100 li behind, a corpse fell from the air and fell towards the endless mountain range below, instantly disappearing without a trace.


    Mantian powerhouse, countless eyes, looked towards the mountain range in the distance, a look of shock.


    This … this is dead! ?


    But, how did this Emperor Dongming die? ?


    call out…!


    Just when everyone was shocked and puzzled, a bright dazzle above the distant sky came from the sky.


    With a long word cry, like a startled rainbow, it fell into the right hand reaching out to Chu Yan.


    Level 6 Divine Weapon, Clear Sky Sword!


    Everyone’s eyes, looked towards Chu Yan right hand, above the peerless Divine Weapon, a faint red color, flowing gently along the direction of the blade.


    Tick!


    A very slight drop of blood dripped and sounded, but in this dead sky, such a subtle sound, like a mountain, exploded in everyone’s mind at the same time.


    Blood dripping like thunder, echoing the heavens!


    10,000 li Flying Sword, killing more than 1000 10,000 li, these Divine Weapon, these Sword Intent, make everyone’s awareness of Jianxiu completely collapse.


    At this moment, everyone’s eyes were all focused on Chu Yan in a black robe.


    To be precise, it is concentrated on the long sword in his hand, as if the sword, in Chu Yan’s hand, has life, and is no longer a cold killer.


    However, like Cangxue Saint Emperor, Ling Shuangtian, High Priest and the others, the heart was absolutely shocked.


    Because, they have never heard that Divine Weapon has the ability like Clear Sky Sword …


    Flying Sword kills! ?


    Even the 100-10,000 years ago recorded on the continent, God World’s powerful sword repair, seems to have no such emperor skills.


    Now, under their own eyes, they have already picked up the stormy sea in their hearts, and in a short time, they simply cannot believe it.


    “next!”


    Leng Ran’s voice sounded, and Chu Yan’s long sword moved gently towards the Ming Emperor, the only one still alive, Xi Ming Emperor.


    The word edge of cold light flashed, pointing to the burly figure of the Western Ming Emperor, the aloof and remote Emperor of the Ming Clan, his face was full of horror.


    “You … don’t come over!”


    Watching indifferently, three great Emperor Realm siblings who were more powerful than him died in the hands of Chu Yan. At this time, Emperor Ximing had a trace of battle intent.


    Even the legs were trembling, and the strength of the whole body seemed to be lost in an instant.


    Roar…!


    A beast roar, a huge lion’s palm, dropping from the sky, was shot heavily on Ximing Emperor.


    Peng sound, the body of Ximing Emperor, was blasted like a meteor, moved towards a mountain peak below, and fell straight down.


    The black marsh lion scorpion grabbed a violent wave and chased to the ground.


    Immediately afterwards, everyone could hear that in the mountain peak, there was a beast roar in the sound of the sky, mixed with screams like pigs, echoing the whole sky.


    At the same time, the White Tiger and Vermilion Bird Martial Soul, the King of Ancient Demon, and Qi Qi rushed to the remaining 4 Emperors, and the battle broke out again.