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Chapter 2181

    In the roaring sound, the unprecedented thunder robbery becomes more and more fierce. The silent thunder and lightning make the starry sky full of holes, which are hard to heal for a long time. The blood mist flies and covers the eyes of the world.


    For the first time, ye Chen settled down and stopped chasing Honghuang with his children''s life.


    In the final analysis, this is his divine punishment. The natural calamity is greatly enhanced, and he has to be cautious. The great holy level of Tianjie is destructive and may be buried at any time.


    Seeing ye Chen no longer chasing after him, the flood and famine talents stopped, from emperor Zhun to sage. They were all in a mess, and most of them had yuan Shen bodies floating. Only because of the body, they had been buried under the scourge.


    Shame, shame, shame.


    The roar and roar of the flood land shook the sky. His eyes were scarlet and bloodthirsty. His face was ferocious as a devil. Fifty million people were chased and beaten by one person. In the history of Honghuang, no one has ever lost such a person.


    Ye Chen did not chase after him, and they did not leave, so they blocked up in the starry sky. They only waited for the disaster to dissipate, and then they worked together to kill Ye Chen. Even if they were promoted to the great sage, they would be beaten to ashes.


    Boom! Boom!


    Ye Chen''s natural calamity is also fierce. The thunder Sea formed by thunder and lightning has expanded by more than twice. It is surging and rolling, sweeping an inch of starry sky and drowning Ye Chen.


    Ye Chen said nothing and was full of awe. He tore up the thunder sea and rushed up against the sky to sacrifice the chaotic tripod. He also allowed him to accept the baptism of the natural calamity. His life tool also needs nirvana.


    He this move, almost to give Yang Xuan scared urine, "you take it easy."


    Ye Chen did not reply, bathed in thunder, all the way up, one by one thunder and lightning, was one by one blow out, hundreds of millions of thunder, also difficult to destroy his body, but his holy body, quenched with golden light.


    The monks from all directions were terrified. If they were, most of them would have been buried.


    Boom!


    With a roar, a dark lightning suddenly appeared, splitting Ye Chen into nothingness.


    The black thunder, the extraordinary thunder and the overbearing ancient holy body, also burst.


    "You can''t destroy me." In Ye Chen''s roar, it is still this sentence. He steadies his body and attacks against the sky again. He is like the God of war. His Qi covers the eight wasteland, and the thunder of hundreds of millions can''t be stopped. It seems that the will of God is a decoration that can''t kill the ants.


    He has given up his life and death, regardless of scars and consumption. Every pore of his body is filled with holy body Qi and blood, burning into a flame, cage the holy body. Tao resonates with shenzang, and the origin and blood dance together, interweaving the domineering power to help him fight against the sky.


    Boo!


    In the dark, there seems to be such a voice, which came from his eyes. It is the eye of six samsara. It has been self appointed for one hundred and seventy years. Finally, it is under the natural calamity that the curse is wiped out.


    God''s punishment, terrible doom, is also the creation against heaven. It is hardened in the thunder and transformed in the disaster. It will be a sharpening stone. It will polish the rusty iron of yechen into a magic sword. This is the precipitation of Tao. Every thunder and lightning is a trace of Tao.


    It is also ethereal and illusory. The tenth emperor of the great Chu killed him with a powerful blow, which melted the magic power and blessed daoze, which broke through the chaotic clouds and turned it into historical dust with one foot.


    So far, the raging thunder and lightning, in a wisp, into invisible.


    At this point, he fell down. Maybe his body was too heavy, and the starry sky collapsed.


    The domineering ancient holy body is also full of blood and bones. It is almost disabled and can not stand stably. Every blood gully on the holy body is still haunted by thunder and lightning, which dissolves his essence.


    The starry sky is quiet. Everyone looks at him. Although he is small as a mole ant, he is more dazzling than the scorching sun. Looking at him is like looking at a great holy body and a rising emperor.


    "The robbery is over. Kill." Thousands of peaceful silence, finally because of a roar, was completely broken, or poor strange emperor, gnashing teeth, fierce face, can not stop killing.


    "Wait a minute." A poor and strange sage stopped him, "the robbery is not over."


    A word, so that the poor and strange quasi emperor''s body trembled, as if thinking of something, dare not act rashly.


    Not only he, but other Honghuang people also paid some tuition fees. All ethnic groups saw the blood and became smart. The thunder robbery is true, but the Tianjie is not over.


    At this moment, all the people in the sky polished their eyes, staring at the starry sky without squinting. If what they expected was right, the next manifestation would be the emperor''s way and the law body. This seems to have become a convention. Ye Chen''s previous disasters were the same, and most of them are the same.


    "It''s not true that there will be thirty-two emperors." Too many people murmured, their voices trembling.


    "Four Saints robbed four, eight would-be saints and sixteen saints. According to the multiple algorithm, there should be 32 great saints." The elders of heaven stroked their beards.


    "Thirty two emperors, will there be emperors?" The fifth God murmured.


    Not only he, but also all the inheritance of the emperor''s way has hopes to see his ancestors.


    Looking at Ye Chen, standing still, the holy way returns to the sky and runs rapidly, recovering the scars of the disaster. His evil spirit and murderous spirit are not annihilated, but become more and more intense. The sky is turbulent. As a person who crosses the robbery, he knows that the real disaster has just begun.


    Under the attention of the public, there are people in the eastern starry sky. They are covered with immortal light at dusk. They can''t see their true appearance clearly. They are just like monuments for the establishment of the world. They are overflowing with the supreme power and flying rules of the emperor. They are ancient and vicissitudes. There is only one figure standing on the long river of time.This is the first emperor, but the people in heaven frown and can''t recognize which emperor it is. It''s only because the time is too long, we need to see the emperor''s honor to recognize it. Unfortunately, we can''t see clearly.


    "Father." Muyang choked with tears. Although he could not see the man''s face, he could recognize from the figure of the emperor. He had already died in his soul.


    This call of him is clear to all heaven and man.


    Obviously, it was the Emperor Zhu Tian, the first emperor in the barren period, shaking the past and shining the present.


    "The second emperor is manifest." I don''t know who it is.


    At present, all people''s eyes are looking to the west, and there are figures interwoven.


    He was a young man, full of immortal light, flying in accordance with the laws of the emperor.


    On the top of it, there is a seal of the emperor. To be more precise, it is a seal of the emperor.


    "Father." Li Fengqiu cried with tears on his face. How could he not recognize who it was? In the ancient memory, it was his father who sealed him personally. In a flash, it was the vicissitudes of life. The emperor''s capital fell, but he was still alive. In this way, goodbye to his relatives.


    At this moment, no need to ask, you will know who the second one is. It is the emperor of Tiankui.


    It is said that the body of Tiankui emperor is a stone of God descending from heaven. I don''t know how many years it took to transform itself into human form. He sang all the way until he was invincible and controlled all spirits.


    Three thousand life and death, only willing to empty hands to fill the sky, he is also a stunning emperor.


    At this moment, the southern dome of stars trembled, and the third shadow appeared in time.


    Or a young man in a blue shirt standing leisurely, at first glance, he thought he was a mortal? His way, however, is incorporeal. His eyes are indifferent, but he has boundless Tao implication, which is evolving on its own. Occasionally, one or two strands of emperor''s law seem to be hidden.


    "Father." Yu Xiaofeng recognized his father with tears.


    "Is that the Qing emperor?" The young emperor is like a mythical person, ethereal and incomparable, like a relaxed tree, standing erect for years.


    Before and after the three, the northern starry sky, the fourth emperor, also interweave the human form.


    At first glance, he is like an immortal standing in the distance. His figure seems to be real and illusory. Every one who hears it has a clear mind.


    "The great emperor." An old man in the twilight suddenly choked. He was full of tears, leaning on crutches and kneeling tremblingly, "the last general, Zhou Cang, has seen the great emperor."


    This kneeling, the world showed a look of awe, it is not difficult to hear that the old emperor to be, must be the person who followed the great emperor in those years, once fought with the great emperor, but the years make people old. When he comes to this age, he says goodbye to the old emperor, how can he not kneel down.


    There was also Ziyu, his father and Emperor. When he was sealed, the great emperor of Wuji was already in the twilight. Maybe it was not long before he was sealed.


    While speaking, the fifth emperor came.


    This time, he was a vague figure, not his honor, but his body side, mingled with many esoteric visions. The emperor''s law was vertical and horizontal, and every thread was rolling over the blue sky. His way was illusory, and in the extreme evolution, it was above the road.


    "Father." Nine Ryu choked, eyes full of tears, has recognized the figure, blood, incomparable kindness, even if it is only a law body, but also from his father.


    "That''s Yukong emperor?"


    "Yukong emperor and his son are all called father emperors, so they must be Yukong emperor." The old people said that they had taken out the memory crystal, and the image of the emperor was invisible. Maybe, it was the emperor''s reason. Even if it fell through the ages, there was still no trace left.


    "The sixth emperor has come out." Someone reminds you to catch your eyes again.


    The sixth human figure can be seen in its true form. He has an ordinary face. Standing in the starry sky, his purple clothes are fluttering, and his expression is neither happy nor sad. His law is not weak in any way. The Dao Yun is interwoven with the voice of heaven. The supreme emperor''s power is ethereal, which also suppresses the immortal heaven.


    This emperor, too many people''s eyes, are looking at the emperor Yang Feng, looks too similar.


    Needless to say, the sixth emperor is the great emperor of the nether world, the emperor in the middle of the barren age.


    Yang Feng''s eyes twinkled, in the heart silently called a father emperor, years wasted, how many thousands of years have not seen, and how many vicissitudes of life, finally see the father, reappear the world.


    "Is this a meeting of relatives?" In the cauldron, Yang Xuan gave a dry cough.


    "My father is not the emperor." Tang sanshao murmured, listening to the public meaningful, you little black fat, heart is not small! Want to be emperor?


    Outside, ye Chen is still silent. He glances at the six emperors and looks away.


    He looked at it very well. Three figures appeared together, just like a demon king, like a demon Zun, like a deity. They stood side by side like three towering mountains, standing in the vast starry sky, with the spread of Jidao Diwei, and the flying of the emperor''s laws, they outlined a mysterious picture.


    "The devil? Demon emperor? God? " Some people wonder."It''s really the great emperor of the demon clan, the great emperor of the demon clan, and the great emperor of the Protoss."


    "Unfortunately, their heritage is gone."


    "I don''t know what the three emperors would look like if they had a mind." Some people sighed and glanced at Yuehuang and Donghuang Taixin. At that time, the great Chu returned to China and destroyed the four ethnic groups. Among them, the three emperors inherited and directly destroyed the whole clan.


    "Nine Emperors." Most of the world is looking around for the tenth emperor, especially the inheritance of the emperor''s way, including the Honghuang people. They also hope to see the great emperor.


    The stars swayed under the gaze of all.


    After that, the twenty-three emperor Dao xianmang, one by one, were manifesting one by one, and shaping them into human figures one after another. In the law of emperor''s way, there was an irresistible aura of famine. The vicissitudes of life and the ancient times were depicted. The sounds of the heaven were also echoed. Taking this starry sky as the center, it expanded to the eight barren places of the universe, which made people''s hearts tremble.


    "My God! Twenty three great emperors of flood and famine? " The people of heaven exclaimed.


    This time, the change of the Honghuang race was excited. The 23 Honghuang races were all crawling in the starry sky and kneeling down to their respective emperors. This trip was not in vain. They were honored to meet the great emperor of their ancestors. Although the emperor was not there, the emperor''s way of life represented the emperor.


    "Now, there are thirty-two emperors." The eyes of all heaven and men gather at Ye Chen.


    "Sixteen emperors nearly died, 32 emperors besieged, can resist."


    "He is Ye Chen. He will win." Renxiu''s eye light is extremely firm. He firmly believes that the holy body can go against the heaven again. All his way is a legend, creating too many myths.
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