In just a blink of an eye, two saint-king-level powerful men appeared and gathered here. They all changed the sky. The momentum was sensational, and the pressure and scene caused were extremely astonishing.
Everyone present was even more out of breath, being suppressed and unable to stand up, as if they were under the suppression of the birth of the imperial soldiers in the black world.
They were looking up at the two holy kings, all gathered in mid-air, overlooking the sky, and it was as if the heaven and earth were transforming and changing, emerging in disillusionment.
The constant intertwining of reality and illusion is very wonderful.
The two powerful Saint King-level men came hand in hand, and all the powerful men of the Underworld felt great pressure. They were frightened, a little shocked, and at the same time felt desperate.
now.
Under the emperor's soldiers, the underworld collapsed, and most of the powerful underworld tribes had perished. There were quite a few strong ones at the Saint King level, but most of them were injured. For example, the old Saint King was already a candle in the wind. His vitality was weak and he was about to fall.
, and the rest, such as the Wind Saint King and others, are also very weak. Basically, the Holy King's foundation has been exhausted, and only the physical body is still shining.
The consumption of activating the emperor's soldiers to deliver the ultimate blow is too great.
This is beyond what the Holy Realm can bear.
and.
This is not the end.
Buzz.
In the distance, between the sky and the earth, the clouds rolled, and another figure came across from the void. This area is very vast, but there are actually not many Saint King-level masters who have stepped into it. At this moment, a statue
The old sage king came with even greater momentum. His whole body was filled with boundless mighty power, and the world emerged above his head, intertwined and outlined.
"Great Saint King!"
Some people exclaimed, they were shocked and surprised when they saw this figure.
The powerful Saint King is divided into four levels, small and Dacheng. Each level has a huge gap, and this one has reached the Dacheng level. It is not an ordinary Saint King.
"It comes from ancient history. It is the most powerful person who was famous all over the world many years ago. The Dacheng Saint King. I never expected that such a strong person exists in this area. Three great saint kings gathered together, two small saint kings and one Dacheng Saint King.
Holy King, this kind of power is enough to suppress a great religion!"
Someone spoke out, whispering, with a hint of shock and fear in his tone.
Similarly, there are also many saints walking forward and behind these three saint kings, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to compete for opportunities.
Even though the emperor's weapons cannot be obtained, there are countless inheritances among the Nether Clan, the emperor's blood is pure, and the emperor's methods are unparalleled.
These are huge gains for them.
It's worth the risk.
"The most powerful Saint King in ancient history, Saint King Panzong!"
"This is an existence that has left countless legends in ancient history. Before the collapse of ancient history and the eve of the war, he was an unparalleled strong man of his generation. Unexpectedly, such a strong man actually survived and succeeded.
After surviving the catastrophe, the strength has not been cut off, but has been eliminated by the years!"
"It's so scary. A small Saint King can suppress other Saint Realm experts with just a raise of his hand. What kind of level is Dacheng? Can it turn clouds and rain, and reach the sky with just one thought!"
Everyone was talking and their minds were racing.
Chu Feng, Luo Yu, and Mo Chanzi were retreating.
Ancient history, the present world, from the desolate land, or from the end of the road.
Most powerful people, great sects, and ancient sects are not friendly to the three of them.
If Mochanzi's Mochan lineage hadn't been sealed in the black world, otherwise, he would definitely not be treated well by others.
In fact, the Nether Clan also hates him to the core.
"I don't think it's simple. The Dacheng Saint King has shown up. How about we escape? I don't think the Nether Clan is really powerless. If any old monster is born, they won't be able to pull out my skin!"
Mo Chanzi murmured.
"I also think that you should run away. That Holy King Panzong from ancient history has a big grudge against me and the Yuhua Sect. I'm afraid!"
Luo Yu also muttered.
The two people looked at the three powerful Saint Kings in mid-air, feeling terrified.
Chu Feng was very calm.
Standing on one side, he looked at both sides from a distance, feeling calm.
"fine."
"No matter who wins, it's the same. They will definitely take action against me. Look, I'm not panicking. Why are you anxious?"
"Leave when necessary!"
"If the powers of the Nether Clan still have some secrets to reveal, and a real war begins, this is an opportunity. Wealth can be found in danger, and maybe it will be a great opportunity!"
Chu Feng is very thorough.
He is very familiar with this.
"You can try it." Luo Yu and Mo Chanzi looked at each other, learning incredible knowledge, and at the same time, they were also in awe of Chu Feng.
When it comes to attracting hatred and provoking powerful enemies, the Ascension Sect and the Demon Zen lineage are extremely weak and far from being able to compare with Chu Feng.
Think about it this way.
He wasn't in a hurry, and indeed they didn't need to be in a hurry.
"The Nether Clan, the ancient imperial clan many years ago, was once very brilliant. Unfortunately, it has declined now. It appears in this world and there is no soil for you to survive. I don't want to take action against you. I hand over the imperial soldiers and then leave. The ending
How about it, I won’t interfere anymore, I’m only here for the imperial soldiers!”
Holy King Panzong spoke, his tone was calm but extremely domineering.
He directly stated his intention.
Come for the Emperor's soldiers, just ask for the Emperor's soldiers, don't care about the others.
He is not interested. In fact, at this level, there are not many things that can make his heart move.
"The Emperor's Arms is a great religion. Handing over the ancient clan's possessions means giving up everything in the past. This is impossible!"
"Dacheng Holy King, don't bully others too much!"
The underworld powerful men gritted their teeth and were very angry.
"Too much bullying? I am strong and can suppress everything with a snap of my fingers. You are not qualified to discuss it with me. Whether you agree or not is not important to me. In my opinion, it is nothing more than whether to start killing!"
"I read the records about the Hades Emperor in ancient history, and I admired them deeply, so I came here to make my request. I didn't take action immediately. I already gave you enough face. In addition, I am in charge of the Emperor's soldiers, and I am enough to control them.
, no one can compete for it, do you really think that the only ones who want to compete for the imperial army are the three of us?"
Holy King Panzong said lightly, his tone was calm, but above his head, the light map of the world was flashing, and a pressure bloomed, as if he was about to take action at any time.
Upon hearing this, the powerful men of the Nether Clan's expressions darkened, they all gritted their teeth and clenched their fists.
In this world, the weak and the strong prey on the weak, and those who have imperial weapons but do not have enough strength are just fish and meat in the eyes of the truly strong. They can be taken away at any time and cannot resist. Even disobedience is a provocation!
However.
At this moment, the peak of the imperial army suddenly shook.
"Yeah?"
A low voice came from the imperial army, as if it had been covered in dust for countless years.
"On the surface, three great saint kings are here, and one of them is in the realm of a great saint king. But in fact, there are three saint kings hiding secretly. Since they are here, why not show up?"
As the voice fell, a huge gap appeared in the imperial army. In it, a huge bronze divine coffin stood on top, emitting a monstrous aura, starting from weak, gradually strengthening, until it reached the coded heaven and earth.
"Ancestor!"
Upon seeing this, the faces of the powerful men of the Underworld changed. Instead, they were filled with endless excitement and anticipation!