Chapter eight hundred and sixty-five: The corpse under the sea of ??unjust souls asks for a monthly
In front of the Emperor's Palace.
Su Qinian looked at the emperors in the world in front of him. Except for the ninety-nine places of suppression, almost all the emperors in the world were here. Some of them were familiar to him, such as Emperor Minglun, Emperor Luankong, Emperor Sword Emperor Tongming, etc., and some he was not familiar with.
Yes, some of these strange emperors come from major human emperor families, some from various emperor clans, some of them have just emerged from their slumber in recent years, and many people in the world think that they have passed away, even if they are very old.
Now, his gray hair is hanging down, and he is no longer in his prime, but he still rushed to the War Emperor Palace without hesitation.
Among the emperors, Su Qinian felt a little coldness, but in just an instant, the coldness dissipated. The eyes of several great emperors seemed to have put down something, and only fighting spirit remained in their eyes.
Needless to say, Su Qinian also understood that in these years, in order to eliminate the Gravedigger lineage and correct the path of Jiuji's transformation, he had offended many supreme heritages. Although most of the supreme heritages recognized him in the end,
But he can't expect that all the supreme beings can be changed by him and can become the supreme power. Which one is not a person with a strong will, let alone the emperor. The reason why the path of nine-pole transformation was so popular in the past is that
It may not be without the tacit approval of some supreme emperors.
They felt the oppression from the troubled times, so they wanted to make some changes and give birth to a group of young supreme beings as soon as possible, perhaps in order to compete with the other races in the starry sky for time.
However, after seeing Su Qinian standing in front of the Zhan Emperor Palace today, all the past has disappeared. After today, they are just the great emperor of the human race.
And as Su Qinian returned, the eyes of Xuanhuang Tianming gathered together. Su Qinian nodded lightly, and then said: "Everyone, please follow me."
Buzz!
He raised his feet and took a step, and a clear path of light suddenly emerged under his feet, tearing apart the nothingness, filled with the breath of eternity, and reaching an unknown number of light years away.
As the Xuanhuang Human Emperor, the destiny of the Xuanhuang Earth was intertwined. At Su Qin's current level of cultivation, he returned to the Xuanhuang Earth even faster than his senior brother who was proficient in formations. He walked side by side with Liu Qingchan
, and Xuanhuang Tianming and senior brother Luosheng followed closely behind, and finally, the emperors in the world.
When they went to the Land of Daowu for the first time, even the Supreme Emperors such as First Xingtian showed their expressions of concentration. They observed the starry sky, reflected the void and chaos, and tried to distinguish the location of the Xuanhuang Land on their own.
The immortal will penetrated layers of nothingness and chaos, and even followed the clear light path under Su Qinian's feet and submerged into the majestic river of time and space, but without going deeper, even the Great Emperor would fall into time and space if he was not careful.
It is difficult to escape from the turbulent flow.
No trace!
After all their efforts, including the Five Great Xingtians and even Emperor Heluo who was skilled in formations, they could not deduce the location of Xuanhuang Earth.
Without even half a cup of tea, the group of people broke through an invisible barrier and came to an ancient star. They saw that the earth was black and yellow, the sky was as blue as a cap, and the dark sea water in all directions was as deep as ink jade.
Outside this ancient star, scattered remnants of soldiers are floating. What was once an ancient battlefield outside the territory may also become a new battlefield in the near future.
The land of lack of truth!
The eyes of all the emperors in the world became piercingly bright. They felt the incomplete ways and a majestic will resurrected in the starry sky with their arrival.
"The new will of heaven!" First Xingtian's eyes were bright, but according to his perception, no matter how strong the new will of heaven was, it was only barely comparable to that of the quasi-king. But then, he felt what Su Qinian was feeling.
The mysterious power that was mentioned, all the power that is above the sacred, have been suppressed. Whether it is the level of life or the blood of a body, they have been suppressed to the saint state, and their will has also been knocked down. Only the prototype of the immortal will is barely preserved.
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Really suppressed!
All the emperors in the world, even those as powerful as the Sword Emperor Tongming, and the supreme emperor like First Xingtian, were no exception. The invisible secret power swept across them, and they were all suppressed, and no one could break free.
You must know that these are not a few supreme emperors, but nearly half a hundred supreme emperors. Many of them stand on the top of the mountain. Unexpectedly, no one can resist them, or even have no way to defend against them. This not only makes
The emperors looked thoughtful. If this is the case, if the God Lord of the Supreme Realm does not come out, they may not have a chance of survival, but they do not know where the limit of this secret power is.
"Under the Supreme Being." First Xingtian muttered, and the simple stone ax behind him chirped softly, seeming to resonate with him, conveying some kind of thought.
As the first Xingtian spoke, Su Qinian pondered for a moment and nodded. Indeed, when the great emperors of the four tribes suppressed the Xuanhuang Earth in the past, the ancient stone, the Nine Netherworld Snake, the ancient god's corpse, etc. were almost ignored.
The imprisonment of the invisible secret power, among which the ancient stone is the tool of the three stone emperors, although it does not have the supreme power, can be traced back to the ancient years that cannot be verified, and the Nine Netherworld Snake, even if it has not set foot in
The supreme realm is almost the same. The ancient Nether Bloodline is rumored to originate from the Lord of the Nine Netherworld River, and the Lord of the Nine Netherworld River is said to be the remnant of the ancient gods after the Twilight of Ragnarok.
As for the ancient god's corpse and the demon tower, they are the real supreme power. In the current view of Su Qinian, the ancient god's corpse is very likely to come from a person who has suffered eight or nine calamities, or is the supreme power of nine or nine calamities.
After the God Lord was cut open by the fully revived Death Knife, the descendants of the gods who came out of the God's heart are still missing.
Not to mention the Demon Tower, it was eventually smashed into pieces by the Demon Locking Tower, and all the fragments were swallowed up. There is no Demon Tower in this world anymore. This treasure of the Demon Clan, whose origins can be traced back to the beginning of the ancient wilderness, no longer exists.
Buzz!
At this moment, an illusion reappeared in front of Su Qinian's eyes. It was the fragments of the pillars in the heavens of the physical body that moved again. He once again saw the ink-like sea of grievances, and the colorful boat crossing the sea of grievances. This time,
Su Qinian seemed to see countless corpses emerging under the ink-like sea water. Suddenly, his pupils shrank violently. Among the countless corpses, he actually saw... his own corpse!
It was a face that looked as pale as paper, floating under the cold water like ink. The body was already swollen. It was unknown how long it had been soaked. The coarse white robe was torn, but no trace of scars could be found.
Standing on the colorful boat on the other side, feeling the increasingly real heavenly air in the void, Su Qinian's eyes became more solemn than ever before. Is what he saw at this moment an illusion, or a glimpse of the future? If it was an illusion, it would be
Forget it, if Ikkaku is in the future, wouldn't it mean that the Xuanhuang Land was lost, and even he fell into the sea of wronged souls.
However, just when Su Qinian wanted to step out of the boat on the other side and try to sink into the sea of wronged souls, the countless corpses in the sea seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.
Damn it!
Su Qinian felt a chill running down his spine. This was definitely not an illusion. Even if it was an illusion, the movement of the Tianzhu fragments must indicate something. It should not be regarded as a simple illusion, but he still couldn't believe that his final death
In the end, he will become one of the countless floating corpses, sinking under this lonely ink-like sea water.
Then, as the boat crossed to the other shore, he came to the gorgeous beach again, only to see the broken heavenly monument and the two heavenly generals who had been quartered.
After walking no more than ten miles, he saw a corpse again, half-kneeling on the land as sunny as glass. His face was ashen, his soul was gone, and his body was also without any scars. This corpse was none other than He Laosan.
"Third Senior Brother!" Su Qinian murmured, caressing He Laosan's face. It was still a little warm, but the violently contracted pupils seemed to indicate that at the last moment, he saw something that made him lose his mind.
Horrible things.
Su Qinian's face completely darkened. The illusion caused by the fragments of the Tianzhu seemed to be constantly hinting to him that even if he was stationed here, it would be meaningless, and he would not be able to escape the end of his death in the end.
In the next two hours, as Su Qinian continued to go deeper, this gorgeous beach became wider than he imagined. He successively saw the bodies of the fifth senior brother, the sixth senior brother, the seventh senior sister, and even the second senior brother Qi Qing.
They were all half-kneeling on this gorgeous beach, their eyes were dim and their divine light was gone. They were dead and gone, leaving only a shell.
After walking another ten miles, Su Qinian was furious because he saw a long plain gauze dress, standing there quietly, as if looking into the distance, but never woke up.
boom!
His eternal battle blood was boiling, the eternal battle body revived in an instant, the heavens of his physical body vibrated, and the grand chanting sound echoed in the battle body heaven and earth.
"Light! Light! Light!"
He exhaled loudly, and the War Emperor's Qi was like the sky and sea breaking through the embankment, sweeping in all directions. At the same time, he squeezed the original fist seal and struck across the world, trying to penetrate this illusion and return to the real world.
In an instant, this gorgeous beach was filled with flying sand and rocks, the air exploded, and the air waves surged like a tidal wave, but there was still no sign of being broken. The light was endless, but it could not illuminate the illusion, as if everything here was real.
It wasn't until Su Qinian stirred up the Fengzhen Dao Fruit and activated the black sky tablet runes. Above his fist, the three-inch sky tablet shadow lingered, almost becoming real, and the domineering fist rushed out.
, the corner of the forbidden land in heaven in front of me suddenly shattered like a dream bubble.
More than two hours later, he finally saw First Xingtian and others again. Whether it was the emperors of the human world, senior brother Qi Qing and others, or the Xuanhuang gods, their eyes were all focused on him, and he
His eyes immediately glanced at Liu Qingchan beside him and He Laosan and the others not far away. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt unprecedented pressure. He has been practicing so far, starting from the beginning.
He has never felt as helpless as he does today.
This feeling of powerlessness did not make him timid, but instead ignited a burning fire in his heart. (Please subscribe, thank you for your monthly votes and rewards!)