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Four hundred and seventieth chapters pull a few pads

Imperial Palace.

More than a dozen powerful immortal emperors fought to the sky and the earth, with magical powers and magic weapons that were dazzling.

Even Yuan Tiangang and Elder Wu Da dare not approach the main hall of the Imperial Palace, otherwise any magical power of the Immortal Emperor could destroy them...

The battle outside the imperial palace has stopped.

However, they were still staring at each other vigilantly. Everyone knew that the group of people in the Immortal Island really decided the outcome of this melee.

If the Queen of Creation wins.

Sects such as Dachan Temple, Qingluan Sect and Dunjia Sect will definitely not get any advantage.

If the Empress loses.

Not only the fairy island will be razed to the ground in an instant, but even the people from Tianji Sect and Wanbeast Palace may have the only chance to escape immediately.

"Little junior brother?"

Seeing Chen Changsheng and returning with a group of disciples from the Immortal Island, Zhang Xinyu and Lin Yuhua were filled with joy on their faces and asked quickly: "Is it okay?"

"fine."

Chen Changsheng smiled and shook his head, his eyes also fell into the depths of the imperial palace.

I saw that in a huge hall, there were already several corpses of the Immortal Emperors lying everywhere. Even the Buddha's treasure lotus platform clones of the Three Life and Three Life Buddhas were cut in half, and their death was extremely miserable.

And the Empress of Creation at this moment is not much better.

A fairy dress in white clothes was already stained with blood, and the emperor's soul was even more fragmented. With Chen Changsheng's soul power, it can be seen that the current Empress of Creation is at the end of its strength.

"Tsk tsk!"

When he saw Chen Changsheng standing in the distance, Di Ting also said with a strange smile: "The boy from Qingluan Sect and Huang Hu'er's squad are really a group of trash. After fighting for so long, he couldn't kill that boy?"

When he heard Di Ting, he insulted Qingluan Sect.

A group of elders and disciples from the Qingluan Sect immediately looked over with glaring eyes.

"What do you see?"

Di Ting raised his eyelids and said fiercely: "Do you dare to glare at me again? Do you believe it or not, I will swallow everyone in your Qingluan Sect?"

hiss!

The Diting clan is the most ferocious beast in "The Book of Life and Borders". Not to mention the ninth-grade sects above Kunlun, such as the Qingluan Sect, even the third-grade dynasty like the Yinyin Dynasty, are familiar with it.

Emperor Donghua is now just a clone. Under Han Yuxian's attack, he can only keep dodging. How long can he last? It is an unknown number.

Once Emperor Donghua died, their "Qingluan Sect" could only be controlled by others on this fairy island. The old Diting in the imperial palace was almost not injured much. How dare they provoke this Diting beast at this time?

Everyone lowered their heads, dared not speak out, and their faces were full of aggrieved expressions.

Hearing the other party's provocation, Chen Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "A four-hoofed beast, one day I will stew you and that old beast together to eat."

"Just you?" Di Ting sneered.

"Huang Hu'er didn't believe it at first. This young master could destroy its clone." Chen Changsheng smiled with interest: "However, the old Diting meat is a little harder. The Emperor Pearl should be good. As for you, you have a waste-like qualification. If I hadn't eaten Diting meat before, I might not be interested."

Swish!

When everyone present heard Huang Hu's clone was destroyed by Chen Changsheng. Everyone present looked at Chen Changsheng in a daze.

Di Ting was stunned for a long time and said with a strange look on his face: "You said, Huang Hu'er's clone was destroyed by you?"

"It's very strange?" Chen Changsheng said with a faint smile.

"Haha... A boy from the fourth level of Nirvana dares to say that he destroyed Huang Hu'er's clone. Boy, do you want to laugh to death? Or are you planning to scare us away, and then wait for the bitch of the Queen of Creation to die..."

"Little beast..."

Before Di Ting's voice could be finished, he heard Huang Hu's irritable roar coming from the imperial palace and said angrily: "Slaughter my tribe, destroy my clone, and dare to speak loudly here. I am incompatible with you."

Click!

When he heard Huang Hu, he admitted that his clone had been destroyed by Chen Changsheng, and the eyes of the people around him almost fell all over the floor. Especially Di Ting, the smile on his face suddenly stopped and froze, looking at Chen Changsheng with a dull look on his face.

A heart kept roaring: "How is it possible... Huang Hu'er is already a demon emperor. Even if his clone has only the cultivation level of the Holy Body Realm, how can a boy in the Nirvana Realm be destroyed?"

Chen Changsheng ignored the strange eyes of the others, but looked at the figure of the Queen of Creation with a serious face, and a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows.

"Chen Changsheng, the empress sister will be fine, right?" Nalan Liuli looked at Chen Changsheng beside her and asked with a look of hope.

"Nothing will happen?"

Chen Changsheng smiled bitterly, and didn't know how to answer, what this little girl said.

The current Empress of Creation is at the end of her might. The souls and gravels of the emperor may dissipate. Facing the siege of more than a dozen immortal emperors, Chen Changsheng has also felt a little respect in his heart.

Inside the imperial palace.

Huang Hu'er, who had an angry face, stared at the Creation Empress and said in a buzzing voice: "Han Yuxian, just surrender. As long as you hand over the treasure and inheritance to us, maybe this fairy island can still preserve a trace of incense."

"good."

Emperor Donghua, who had already been out of breath, also smiled and said, "Otherwise, when I kill you, this fairy island will probably be gone."

Lao Diting just smiled and didn't speak.

Even Chen Changsheng could see that the current Empress of Creation is at the end of its strength, not to mention that these powerful Immortal Emperors all subconsciously retreated to the surroundings.

He looked at the Empress of Creation with a cautious look on his face.

I was afraid that she would counterattack temporarily.

Everyone knows that it is definitely not difficult for a strong Immortal Emperor to pull another Immortal Emperor to give her a cushion.

Everyone was worried that they would become the custody of the Queen of Creation.

Now she is seriously damaged in the imperial soul.

Even if she doesn't stand here and doesn't act, she may not be able to hold on for long.

These immortal emperors are not in a hurry either.

"Snatch it?"

The Queen of Creation wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered: "You want the treasures of my Immortal Island. The inheritance is fake. What you really want is the throne of me, Han Yuxian!"

Han Yuxian pointed out his thoughts.

A group of old monsters who were old and virgins didn't feel embarrassed, but still looked at Han Yuxian with a smile and said, "Han Yuxian, in fact, this is no wonder everyone. It's the same imperial realm. Who has given your talent? After so many of everyone, if this continues, the entire secular world will probably regard your fairy island as the most respect."

"We will be relieved only if you die." Emperor Donghua said slowly.

"I'm dead?"

Han Yuxian smiled and said coldly: "Even if I die today, I will still hold you back. If you don't expect the throne, don't expect it."

After saying that, Han Yuxian's gaze fell on Chen Changsheng.
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