Qin Xuan looked at the golden flowing silver and felt the majestic vitality within it.
No wonder the Northern Yin Emperor said that the soil here could reshape the body of the Eastern Emperor.
"Old man, I advise you to give way!"
Emperor Wu Zhao stepped forward with a faint sneer on her face.
The old man in front of me is obviously extraordinary, but how can she be an ordinary person? Let alone be afraid of her.
The old man raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Wu Zhao, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.
With just one glance, Emperor Wu Zhao's pupils were condensing, and soon there was a roar.
The old man appeared directly in front of Emperor Wu Zhao. In his hand was a long knife. On top of the long knife was a divine fire that could burn out eternity.
This fire does not cut the body, but cuts directly to the soul. Once struck by this sword, even the emperor's soul will be damaged.
Fortunately, Emperor Wu Zhao was not an ordinary person. She was once the first ancient emperor in the chaotic era.
Not the Great Emperor, but better than the Great Emperor!
After Emperor Wu Zhao's death, there were twelve bright moons on the twelfth day.
The sun and the moon shine together, shining my true body!
Heaven and earth live together, and all things are eternal!
Emperor Wu Zhao's eyes showed the meaning of eternity, and the twenty-four rounds of sun and moon behind her continued to pour into the imperial sword in her hand.
When the swords collide, ripples bloom. Wherever they pass, the ancient emperor's soul will be directly destroyed by these ripples.
Passing over everyone's body, everyone's body also showed the meaning of eternity to resist.
The old man seemed a little surprised, but then he clapped his hand.
This palm was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Bang!
Emperor Wu Zhao's body was like a rainbow, flying directly into the vast mist and missing.
Both Tai Shenjun and Daogei Shihuang looked surprised.
They were born from the Reincarnation Scroll of the Great Slayer Sutra. They were rebuilt before Qin Xuan left the Netherworld, and it was only tens of thousands of years ago.
Even though they have memories of a lifetime, they were once the most talented people in all eras, but they still have not reached their peak.
"Great Emperor Spirit!"
Tai Shenjun spoke, he wanted to take action and test the strength of this old man.
Facing the emperor, they never showed any fear, but were eager to give it a try, and they did not pay Emperor Wu Zhao.
The old man originally thought that this palm was a shock, but when he saw the eyes of Tai Shenjun and others, his expression darkened.
"It seems that you are not planning to retreat!"
"In that case, don't blame me for waiting!"
As the voice fell, dozens of figures were seen walking out of the golden and flowing Nine Netherworld.
Their auras are weaker than this old man's, but they are also very powerful, both superior to the ancient emperor's.
Tai Shenjun and others were also preparing to attack. At this moment, Qin Xuan spoke.
"I will take a part of the Nine Netherworld. If you continue to block it, I won't mind and I will wipe out this place."
His words stunned the old man, and the many gods behind him showed angry expressions.
This is their homeland. To them, Qin Xuan and others are no different from invaders.
"Then let's take a look at you..."
The old man was about to speak when he saw the man in white clothes already standing in front of him, looking down from a high position.
A pair of eyes, as indifferent as the sky and the earth, like the cold river.
Just looking down at him quietly made this old man shudder to the extreme.
He looked horrified, but Qin Xuan ignored him and walked directly into the Nine Netherworld.
Behind the old man, there was an ancient emperor whose spirit was comparable to the heavenly realm, and his divine power was extremely powerful.
He was about to stop him, but the next moment, the god was split into two.
Except for the old man with a long beard, the First Emperor of the Devil, and others, no one could see clearly how Qin Xuan took action.
"My body goes with the years!"
"you……"
The old man turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan. He suddenly said, "No one can move!"
The dozens of creatures that walked out from here were all figures who couldn't help but want revenge.
They looked at each other, some were angry, some were frightened, and some were horrified.
Qin Xuan only walked into the depths of the Nine Netherworlds. He saw some creatures. It was hard to imagine that some kind of civilization or even some kind of cultivation system had been formed here in the turbid mist.
These systems have traces of the outside world. Obviously, someone has arrived here and influenced it.
In addition, the vitality here is so great that for soul-like creatures, it is simply a paradise.
Being born here means you are endowed with extraordinary talents and are extremely suitable for cultivation.
Qin Xuan walked past the living beings here and walked to the deepest part of the Nine Netherworlds.
The underworld here is the place with the most vitality. Around it, there are extremely terrifying divine powers forming some kind of barrier.
It seems that there is something inside.
Qin Xuan could even feel the shuddering pressure of God inside.
This kind of pressure comes from the source, the trembling at the root of the soul.
Qin Xuan raised his eyes, his expression was calm and he was not affected by this.
Then, he walked towards it.
Stepping inside, a terrifying pressure fell directly in front of Qin Xuan.
Even if it is the pressure of the Great Emperor, he, Qin Changqing, can ignore it, but now he cannot.
His body was not heavy at all, but his will and consciousness seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and he was carrying thousands of mountains and heavy heaven and earth on his back.
Every turn of his thoughts seemed to consume all his energy.
Qin Xuan looked forward. In front of him, there was only one god. He stood vertically between the heaven and the earth, surrounded by chains, connecting his body.
This god lowered his head, but the divine power in his body, including the power of vitality, was extremely powerful.
It can even be said that this is the most powerful soul and the purest soul that Qin Xuan has ever seen, surpassing the original Ming Emperor.
Qin Xuan can kill Li Xuancang and overwhelm Emperor Taiyuan, but facing the level of Emperor Ming, he is no match.
The hope of victory is slim.
And above the Ming Emperor, there was the Beiyin Emperor, and even the original Zhuo Taigu, none of them could match him now.
People know how to be noble, and Qin Xuan doesn't think that he can sweep all the great emperors now.
But facing this upright god, Qin Xuan had a feeling that this god was probably only comparable to the Beiyin Emperor.
While Qin Xuan was thinking, the creature slowly raised its head.
It didn't even exist, only a light similar to the cross star appeared on his face.
But Qin Xuan saw too much from it, like an endless reincarnation of cause and effect.
Qin Xuan was looking at him, and once he passed by, it seemed like ten thousand years had passed, and he was traveling through countless reincarnations.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan woke up, his brows furrowed slightly.
Qin Xuan calmed down, opened and closed his thin lips, and slowly uttered one word.
"open!"
As soon as the word came out, his body seemed to bear the weight of billions of pounds and walked forward.
And his goal is the treasure land beneath this god.
But when he took this step, Qin Xuan's body suddenly burst into terrifying flames.
That is the fire of karma, gradually covering the white clothes!