No matter how hard the three great emperors struggled, it was of no avail.

The absolute disparity in strength makes death inevitable.

The sword energy is over, and the Three Emperors are defeated!

Together with everything about them, it became nutrients for holding the sword. After being integrated into the body, its combat power exploded.

The wind and clouds are surging, like a peak.

Yan Yue was silent, and the three gods bowed their heads one after another.

The figure of the sword-wielding emperor also evoked their memories.

When the broken face came and Xuanyou left, it was the bloodiest, cruelest, and darkest period in the entire Wanggu Continent.

Gods are everywhere, and slavery and killing are the norm.

Any ethnic group must either bow its head or be exterminated.

The sword-wielding emperor of the human race was the only great emperor at that time, and the human race was still the largest clan.

Therefore, there are also many gods attracted.

Therefore, during those years, the scenes of the sword-wielding emperor fighting against all the gods who wanted to enslave the human race attracted the attention of all races.

Until, the battle with the middle part of Wanggu became a dead end.

His real body died, and only his clone existed.

But the battles one after another finally dissipated the idea of ​​enslaving the human race in the central part of the country, and many gods had to put away their greed.

It seems that as long as the Great Emperor exists, this thought will never arise again.

This allowed the human race to survive the initial darkness.

When the three gods took control of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, it was after this incident.

At that time, the true body of the sword-wielding emperor had fallen, and only his avatar was guarding the human royal capital, threatening the gods with the power of a sword.

Thus, there were scenes of later generations.

Now, looking at the figure of the sword-wielding emperor, the three gods couldn't help but have complicated thoughts in their hearts.

Similar thoughts not only appeared in the hearts of the three gods. At this moment, the sword-wielding move attracted the gaze of the gods of the entire Wangguwan tribe just like the darkest years of that year.

Especially in the middle part of Wangu, the only place where no holy land has descended, there is a gaze looking towards the east at this moment.

At the same time, on the outer sea, Yu Liuchen was sitting in a lonely boat, looking at the nothingness in the distance, his expression full of emotion.

"Others don't know, but according to my story, this guy chose to stay in Wanggu back then, most likely because he had a dream of pretending to be cool since he was a child."

"So, this is a fucking pretense!"

"It was like this back then. Now when I'm dying, I obviously feel that I haven't pretended enough in this life, so I have to pretend a lot more!"

Yu Liuchen felt envious and angry, and then... sighed softly.
Chapter completed!