The first thousand and ninety-eighth chapter one blow annihilation
In the dark pillar of light, a human figure shone with blood-colored brilliance, looming, and the three demon kings, at the moment this figure appeared, felt a tyrannical pressure rushing directly into their hearts. It was a force that came from strength and blood.
The strong sense of oppression in the depths caused them to kneel down involuntarily, their expressions full of piety and respect, just like their subordinates treated them.
"Is it the Demon Emperor?"
The three of them almost spoke in unison, their voices filled with unconcealable horror and shock.
Even though their Demon Emperor has been dead for thousands of years, the pressure coming from the depths of his bloodline is unmistakable! And Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of surprise.
The demonic energy fluctuations coming from this figure are unprecedentedly powerful. Compared with any of the four demon kings, they are worlds apart. The demonic energy fluctuations carried by him seem to be able to tear the sky, shake the void, and destroy the sky.
Everything is annihilated.
"Magic Emperor?"
Ye Chen heard the words of the three demon kings, and his expression changed slightly.
Could this mysterious figure that suddenly appeared be the great demon cultivator who had already died with the Angel of Light?
In the black light pillar, the figure finally made a move. He walked through the air and stepped out of the light pillar step by step. With every step he took, the black light pillar also turned from black to light until he appeared in front of everyone.
, that beam of light also faded away.
At this moment, several people were finally able to see his full face.
This is a middle-aged man who is more than two meters tall. He has strong muscles and a majestic appearance. He has calm eyes and a sad stubble on his chin. He is wearing a moon-white gown and has his hands behind his back. He is quite handsome.
The style of a king.
In his eye sockets, there were two pupils, big and small. There were actually four pupils that coexisted, which looked extremely strange and evil. He just glanced at it, and Ye Chen could see the solid substance from the depth of the four pupils.
Extremely pure evil.
"Is it you who hurt my species?"
The middle-aged man in white shirt stared at Ye Chen and spoke at this moment. His words were indifferent, with a look down from above the sky, as if he was the King of Nine Heavens, and Ye Chen was just a person who should be controlled by him.
The subjects are ants.
"Your species?"
The surprise in Ye Chen's eyes disappeared, the waves calmed down, and he asked, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man in white shirt snorted coldly between his breaths.
"It's very brave for a mere human to dare to speak to me like this!"
"When this emperor conquered the world, perhaps your ancestors were not even born yet!"
There was an aura of disdain in his words, and he never put Ye Chen in his eyes.
Ye Chen looked over the middle-aged man with his eyes. After a moment, he understood instantly, and there was a bit of ridicule on his face.
"I thought some great person was here, but it turned out to be just a residual soul!"
"Since he is a dead person with only a ray of soul left, why should he still act as a king and overlord?
Ridiculous!"
Hearing Ye Chen's words, the expression of the middle-aged man in white clothes also changed slightly. After a moment, he said with a smile but not a smile: "It is indeed not easy to be able to detect the current state of my emperor in such a short period of time. It is indeed true."
Someone who can tear apart the Demon King's Lock with brute force!"
He shook his head slightly, as if with a bit of regret: "Unfortunately, if the Demon Emperor's Lock just now was cast by the Emperor at his peak, you may not be able to break it!"
In this regard, Ye Chen did not deny that the middle-aged man in white shirt in front of him was just the remaining soul form, but the demonic energy fluctuations he displayed were several times stronger than those of the three demon kings. Based on this calculation,
, in his heyday, his strength most likely reached the epic realm of the legendary king! With such strength, he was not absolutely sure that he could tear it into pieces with brute force when he used the Demon King's Lock.
But even so, Ye Chen still wasn't afraid at all.
"What you said is good, but so what?"
"Don't say that you are not in your prime now. Even if you are really in your prime, I am absolutely sure to deal with your Demon Emperor's Lock. Even if I can't tear it directly into pieces, I still want to escape from the Demon Emperor's Lock.
It’s just as easy as pie!”
He stepped lightly, walked ten steps in a row, and stood three feet in front of a middle-aged man in white shirt, speaking indifferently.
"I don't have the patience to listen to you describe your glorious deeds here. The three of them have set up a plan to lure me into a trap. I will kill them today!"
"If this remnant of your soul shows up to save them, I will kill you as well!"
"Let's do it!"
Facing Ye Chen's posture at this moment, the middle-aged man in white clothes also narrowed his eyes slightly. He was a great demon cultivator who once dominated the world. In his eyes, there were never ordinary humans, but those warriors with extremely powerful cultivation. In his eyes,
They are no different from ants.
He didn't pay attention to native humans like Ye Chen at all. In his eyes, he only saw the group of immortal cultivators from the small world in the East and the angels of light who came from outer space in the West.
But now, Ye Chen, a native human, makes him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, which is even stronger than the Western Angels of Light he fought against in his heyday.
"good very good!"
He stared at Ye Chen and said the word "good" two times in a row. After he died together with the Angels of Light, the last trace of his soul remained in Mo Ruyi. This was also the last trace of consciousness he left in the world.
Later, Mo Ruyi was acquired by the four demon kings and split into four. His remnant soul was weakened again and fell into a permanent sleep. Today, Mo Ruyi was completely reassembled, and Ye Chen tore up the Demon King's Lock, allowing him to feel telepathy.
, and then his remnant soul reappeared in the world.
He turned to look at the three demon kings kneeling on the ground. There was no emotion in his eyes, but there was a hint of fetters in his eyes.
"The three of you are the lives born from the demonic energy in my body. If so, you are my queen!"
"Today, I will use up the last ray of my soul to defend you against powerful enemies. This can be considered my last task in this world for the Demon Cultivator Clan!"
There was a touch of vicissitudes and tragedy in his voice, and even Hua Qinghe was somewhat affected by it.
But Ye Chen was completely unfazed by this, his eyes were full of indifference.
In this world, the weak prey on the strong. When he is in the position of the Demon Emperor, no enemy or opponent will have the slightest sympathy or mercy for him. This is the cruel and bloody world of cultivating immortals! "Demon Emperor Armor, four armors in one
!”
After the Demon King finished speaking, he suddenly let out a low shout, and the powerful demonic energy rushed straight into the sky. The four demonic emperor armors of water, fire, wind and thunder all appeared in the demonic energy, and then the four armors merged into one, turning into a set of shining dark gold.
Alloy armor covered the Demon King's body.
Then he held his palm in the void, and an alloy spear appeared in his palm. At this moment, he was like a god of war across the world. He had activated all the remaining power of his remaining soul.
"As a sign of respect for the strong, I will not hold anything back!"
Facing the fully armed Demon Emperor, Ye Chen spoke calmly, then raised his palm slightly and held it horizontally.
Between his eyebrows, a golden light shot out, turning into a simple long sword, which he held in his hand. At this moment, thunder exploded between the heaven and the earth, turning into a huge thunder field, covering all sides.
The violent force containing the aura of destruction poured from the sky, poured into the ancient sword in Ye Chen's hand, and slashed out suddenly with the swing of Ye Chen's arm.