The old God Emperor looked depressed.

He kept sighing at Yale, his eyes filled with unconcealed regret.

This expression of regret always touched Yale's mind for some reason. You know, even if he only has four divine characters, it is difficult for anyone in heaven and earth to fight him.

His absolute strength is enough to make him ignore everything.

Why can the Old God Emperor always motivate his emotions to such an extent? The only possibility is that he is afraid of the Old God Emperor.

No matter what Yale is...

The history of the gods for billions of years is always the old god emperor who is firmly in the position of the god emperor.

Just look up to this way.

Yale has been looking up to it for tens of thousands of years.

This fear of being accumulated by time cannot be offset by a few divine characters, and its strength can be increased.

"Don't show off that annoying face. Those who have died will die again!"

His right hand suddenly dropped.

As he waved, the space of the gods was torn apart by Yale's palms, revealing the dark and mysterious dimensional cracks.

The surrounding heaven and earth were twisted, and Yale's hand was still accurately grasping the divine character of the Divine Emperor.

Captured!

The touch on the palm is the warmth that only the divine nature can release.

"You can only belong to me, you can only belong to me!"

He pulled hard, but the divine character did not follow his power. He suddenly burst backwards, his legs mixed together, and fell heavily to the ground.

It was not until this time that he felt a chill flash on his wrist.

Then the severe pain was transmitted to his nerves.

Looking towards his wrist, his wrist was neatly cut off, and his right hand was also left at the foot of the Old God Emperor.

How to do it!

Yale stared at the position of the old God Emperor, and his hands were still hanging weakly on both sides, closing his eyes, and showing regret and sentimentality on his face.

He never moved.

If Yale remembered correctly, the old God Emperor would do this when he took action.

What if he hadn't taken action?

That……

Emperor Star?

He suddenly looked at the position of Di Xing. At this time, there was an old man with gray hair next to him. Seeing the green fluorescence flashing in his hands, he was healing Di Xing.

It's not this old guy either!

It's him!

At this moment, Yale saw another person holding a long sword appeared next to Di Xing.

On his sword, you can vaguely see blue blood.

He was lowering his eyes and communicating with the old man at this time, probably talking about Di Xing's injury.

only……

But Yale can't hear a single word.

He tried hard to understand the content of the conversation over there, but he couldn't even notice the sound.

Not only that...

"If you want to know, just ask me directly. I will tell you everything I know. There is no need to test it hard like this. How hard did you say?"

A whisper suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and looked forward. The man with a long sword on his back was slowly waving at him.

I can't understand it!

But his own divine sea was forcibly broken through by the other party.

"This guy..."

Yale shouted angrily.

This guy not only broke his arm, but Hai was talking to him like a person who was fine.

Show off?

His strength!

"A bunch of hateful ants!"

The power of the divine nature surged, and Yale's broken arm and lost right hand kept squirming.

Soon, two brand new arms appeared.

He clenched his fists with both hands, felt the fit of his arms, and then he strode towards the direction of the old God Emperor...

"stop!"

A sword light suddenly flashed in front of Yale's eyes, and a hole was also cut at the ground under his feet.

The silver sword light kept gushing out of the crack. Yale narrowed his eyes and held it hard with both hands. The broken ground healed again, and he stepped forward without any pause.

"Old guy, what are you thinking about?"

Seeing Yale slowly coming, the man holding the sword did not make any moves to prevent him, and walked to the old God Emperor and whispered.

The old God Emperor still closed his eyes and said nothing, and the man shrugged when he saw this.

"I'll just treat you as accusation."

As soon as the words were finished, the man no longer paid attention to the old God Emperor and stood directly in front of Yale.

"The ant that is in trouble, die!"

Yale doesn't talk much nonsense, clenches his fists with both hands.

The surrounding world exploded violently at the moment when he clenched his fists, directly swallowing the man holding the sword.

After doing these things, Yale didn't even look at them.

His target is the Old God Emperor.

The divine character above his head!

"Is your silence pity for me? Old God Emperor, I didn't expect you to have such kindness as a woman. I snatched your position and took your divine character. What are you doing at this time?"

"silence?"

"I killed your confidant Angel King. Wouldn't you take revenge for him?"

"What's your point like now?"

Yale pressed towards the Old God Emperor step by step. The Old God Emperor still closed his eyes, but at this time his hands were placed on his chest.

It seems to be praying...

"Do you mourn yourself?"

"He is mourning for you."

There was a loud bang, and the sword-holding man swallowed by the explosion of space walked out of it.

Depend on his situation...

The clothes are neat and the hairpin is very regular.

It can be seen that Yale's attack did not cause any damage to him.

Yale was not surprised to see the man step out of it.

He didn't think that a random blow could do this man.

As the man finished speaking, Yale turned around and felt very disdainful.

"Mourn for this emperor?"

That kind of ridiculous look, looking at a man seemed to be looking at a clown who made people smile.

"He...mothered me? He felt that he could bring me..."

"It's not him, he is mourning for you, so how could he do anything to you?"

"Hahaha, is that you?" Yale looked at the man, "I am sure of your strength, but if you really fight with Ben Guang, what qualifications are you?"

"Do you need qualifications? I don't know what qualifications you think..."

"Imperial Star, the Lord of the Plane or the Universe?" Yale shrugged, "Sorry, this may hurt your self-esteem, but if it weren't for these people, I wouldn't be qualified to do it. I advise you not to make yourself bored, and don't really make me angry."

"Oh, this is a coincidence..."
To be continued...