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Chapter 886: The imperial palace is flooded?

The fall of the first emperor appeared at the end of this first war.

And the person who killed him was not any strong man of the same level.

The figure with the golden giant ship as the background penetrated into the depths of countless eyes from both worlds of Dao, Sky, Cangyun and Yun at this moment, and was imprinted on the soul.

The body that had been broken into two parts was still suspended, and the body of the extremely powerful man who used the golden cicada's method of escaping his shell was also blocked and destroyed by countless spears in the next moment.

Behind the scenes, the golden giant ship flashed endless runes, and real stars dotted the key nodes between the flashes.

The stars dimmed and the golden giant ship disappeared into the sky.

Wu Yixian came down and collected the emperor's body.

"Perhaps Mu Chunqiu was the first to break through?" He couldn't help but imagine.





The huge fortress standing in the Flame Mountain was completely swallowed up, and the monks from the Dao Heaven Realm also evacuated from the land outside the Flame Mountain before that.

Without making any resistance, Cangyun's army occupied this blazing land.

The pale path formed a sharp arrow on the map, ready to pierce the vastness of the heaven at any time.

The Great Wall of Despair naturally followed the ruins of the fortress and began to head towards the border of the Flaming Mountains in the distance.

The Flame Mountain has completely become the back garden of these creatures who came from the expedition.

"Notify all parties that we should also discuss the resources here."

"Although decentralization cannot be relaxed yet, it is still necessary to collect it centrally and distribute it to various households."

Wu Yixian said, they came here just for resources.

Although it is still the key to the war, it does not prevent them from taking action on those resources.

There is no need for people like them to take action. There are still countless mortals and monks who have just started practicing in the cave.

After the explanation, Wu Yixian raised his head and looked at the battlefield of the Emperor Realm.

The battlefield of nearly seventy emperors was much more intense than the eighth battlefield back then, and even the sixteen imperial cities had to disperse their forces to resist the aftermath.

The main strength of the Imperial City is given to those fighting in the Imperial Realm, and what is maintained now is the Imperial Soldiers supported by the seven Immortal Sects.

Back then, dozens of Yongshuang's imperial soldiers broke out and penetrated Yongyuan's defense line, but it shocked Lin Chen so much that he couldn't let it go.

However, Wu Yixian frowned.

Even with a lot of background, those in the imperial realm still fell into a disadvantage.

The gap of almost three times made it extremely difficult for every emperor. The danger of falling at any time cast a shadow over the newly victorious war.

If one of them dies, their victory in the first battle will not be considered a victory. If two of them die, they will be the losers. If three of them die, Wu Yixian will doubt whether the departing army from Dao Tian Realm will come back and destroy them in one fell swoop.

"I hope they can act as planned." Wu Yixian could only pray. He could kill an Emperor, but that didn't mean he could rush into the Emperor's battlefield. In that case, he wouldn't survive even a quarter of an hour.

"Is everyone in the imperial city ready?" Wu Yixian asked.

"It's ready and can be formed at any time." A commander said from the side.

Nodding, Wu Yixian continued: "Within one month, if the battlefield in the Imperial Realm is not over yet, we will form a support formation."

One month is not for any chance, but Wu Yixian wants to give these emperor-level experts a month to relax.

Let the extremely powerful people in Dao Tian Realm know that they cannot kill someone strong in the same realm in a short period of time.

When the low-level monks formed a formation to support the Emperor Realm, it was the final blow that made the extremely powerful people in the Dao Tian Realm completely give up the possibility of killing and retreat.

In that way, this first war can be considered a perfect end.

As for Cangyun's emperors, there is no way they can't hold on for even a month.



War in the Imperial Realm has always been based on hundreds of years. One month is naturally only the blink of an eye.

However, the blink of an eye seems to be very painful when the fight cannot be fought.

Sixteen emperors faced off against forty-seven strong men of the same level, and it can be said that some of them took longer to break through than they did.

Although powerful, the enemy is not weak either. Bai Di has even killed a demon giant in the Dao Heaven Realm one-on-one, and has no energy left to deal with more others.

Even so, she never had a chance to counterattack, and her strong foundation could only be turned into passive defense.

A month just started to seem so long.

As for the five people who attracted the most attention, they have disappeared from the public's sight. They don't know where they are fighting fiercely. Only the chaotic energy is dispersed from time to time, and the sound of the world being torn apart can be heard.

That terrifying scene left no doubt that the chaotic energy of this world would not be able to exist on their battlefield, eventually causing the Dao Heaven Realm to be eroded by Wu Jian.

Lin Chen, who was exuding an icy aura, said nothing as he looked at the four people surrounding him.

Around them, the five blessed worlds were tightly packed together.

It can be said that their battle took place within the space enveloped by this blessed land.

Although the battle lasted only a short time, the five blessed worlds were all in ruins.

As the foundation of the Imperial Realm, Blessed Land still looks like this. You can imagine how fierce the battle between them was.

Devouring the source of chaos around him, the snow-white world under Lin Chen's feet was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Among them, the evil ghost tree and the buds emitted light, accelerating the recovery of the blessed land.

As for other spiritual plants, they had already been completely wiped out in the previous battle.

Lin Chen's actions were also those of the other four. They were also restoring their blessed land.

If the foundation is damaged if it is dug down, that is not what they want.

Compared with the two embarrassing spiritual plants in Lin Chen's blessed land, the ones in these people's blessed land are much more dazzling.

The old man who made weapons that Lin Chen met before, the light in the blessed land was like stars in the sky, and the 'Emperor's Palace' was not only the two types that Lin Chen had seen before, but also a huge volcano.

As the 'Emperor', this old man transformed the million-foot volcano capable of melting laws into a place for forging terrifying weapons without leaving its foundation.

This had to make Lin Chen sigh, how terrifying these old immortals were.

As for the other three, the situation is not much better than that of the Weapon Forger.

That young Heavenly Lord, dressed in purple robes, seems to have come from a certain rainbow in the blessed land. This thing is actually also an 'Emperor's Palace'.

In addition to the rainbow, there are as many as five kinds of 'Emperor's Palace' in his blessed land, which seem to be unobservable phenomena between heaven and earth.

This left Lin Chen speechless!

I am afraid that not more than half of the emperors in this world belong to these few people.

The five vast worlds are all frantically restoring their original appearance, and there is silence between heaven and earth.

Lin Chen knew very well that these four people from the Taoist Realm were extremely determined to kill him here, and no one could get rid of him with his mouth.
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