! As Emperor Yan Peichen’s voice spread, the pressure from Daochen’s true world was dissipated in an instant. This was the shocking divine consciousness formed by Emperor Yan Peichen’s indescribable cultivation, which swept across at this moment.
Under this, it reached a power that was enough to shock all the monks.
The moment An Chen Zhixiu relaxed slightly, his expressions immediately showed fanaticism. They knew that their emperor was nearby, looking at them. They were confident that as long as the emperor was there, then no existence in the world could deal with it.
They make no disturbance.
All existences must either die or escape under the pressure of the Dark Morning camp. They are confident that no enemy will have a third option.
The cultivators of the Nisheng camp also at this moment relaxed their bodies and their horrified hearts gradually calmed down. Although they were not in the same camp as Anchen, they still firmly believed that the only ones in the world who could resist Anchen were them Nisheng.
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As for the nine faceless people in white robes, their minds were relaxed at this moment, replaced by ferocious intentions. What burst out in them at this moment was not their cultivation, but... their spiritual power.
meaning!!
They are called Shangzun. They are second only to the Three Sovereigns and the Three Saints in terms of status. They...are from Dark Morning and Nisheng...Ling Xian!!
There were also ten men in black robes around Emperor Yan Pei Chen. The pressure was relieved now, but soon their monstrous cultivation levels suddenly exploded. Each of these ten people... actually seemed to be infinitely close!
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A sneer appeared from the corner of Emperor Yan Pei Chen's mouth. He was confident that he was invincible in this world. Even if he met the spirit masters of these three great realms, he would still have the confidence to sweep them away, because he was indescribable, because he
It’s Emperor Yan Peichen!
"Don't overestimate your ability. Get out of here. From now on, no breath will be revealed in the place where I am. Otherwise, no matter who you are or who you belong to, I don't mind having another spiritual slave by my side.
Dark Chen Nisheng Cultivator, go and destroy this ninth peak, I want this sect...all the sects to be destroyed." Emperor Yan Pei Chen spoke lightly, and when his voice instantly echoed throughout the Daochen True Realm, he
He held the wine glass in his left hand, placed it at the corner of his mouth, and took a sip with a touch of pride and casualness.
But the moment this small sip of wine fell into Emperor Yan Pei Chen’s mouth...
Su Ming's expression was calm. He didn't even look at Emperor Yan Pei Chen in the distance. In his opinion, this so-called Emperor Chen was not worth mentioning. He pressed down with his right hand again.
The previous pressure was just a slight suppression by Su Ming, but now this pressure was the one that truly made the Chenzhen Realm heavier... twice as heavy!
Almost at the moment when Su Ming pressed down his right hand, the ripples of the Daochen Realm suddenly appeared out of thin air. As the ripples spread, in the blink of an eye, the entire Daochen Realm was filled with the breath of...another real world.
, arrived in an instant.
That is the True Realm of Immortal Sect!
Su Ming's suppression is actually a seal. The seal comes from An Chen and Ni Sheng's cultivation beyond the ninth peak. The principle of this seal is to make Daochen's true world become heavier and make Daochen's true world heavier.
The simplest way to make the world heavy is obviously... to let another true world appear here, and after merging with Daochen, it will naturally become heavy.
With the arrival of the Immortal Sect True Realm, the roaring sound revolved dullly, and the ripples reverberated and spread. The Daochen True Realm immediately became heavy. This weight was indescribable, causing all the monks of Anchen and Nisheng to instantly shake their bodies strongly.
, the whole body sank violently, the pounding sound in the body continued to emerge, and the cultivation level was suppressed by 30% in an instant!
That was 30% of everyone's cultivation, including the nine white-robed five-faced Lingxian. They all trembled under this heavy pressure, and Lingxian's intention was also suppressed by 30%!
"Unbridled!!" Emperor Yan Pei Chen's expression changed, but the moment he spoke, the wine glass in his hand broke into pieces with a bang. The wine spilled and floated in front of him, and the sea of bones around him roared.
With a shock, there were signs of loosening up. The ten men in black robes around him roared in unison, their bodies trembling. They all immediately used their cultivation to resist, but it had no effect at all. They were all suppressed.
Thirty percent of cultivation.
In their horror, Emperor Yan Peichen showed murderous intent in his eyes, and all his unspeakable cultivation was released, directly forming a huge whirlpool storm, rumbling around him and spreading in all directions.
Wherever he passed, all the pressure dissipated. At this moment, Emperor Yan Pei Chen slowly stood up from the seat of the sea of bones. With a wave of his right hand, a bone spear instantly appeared in his hand.
, after being grasped by him, his power of cultivation exploded again.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you. I only know that the hidden Xiaoxiao people will appear to me!" As he spoke, Emperor Yan Peichen took a step forward. Before he even touched the ground, he held the hand in his right hand.
In an instant, the bone spears erupted into a white bone light that covered the entire Daochen Realm. This light covered endless areas, as if forming countless bone spears that were hard to count and filled every corner of the Daochen Realm. It seemed that he wanted to destroy this world.
All life in the real world is just a thought.
But the moment Emperor Yan Pei Chen took his steps and was about to fall.
Unseen, Su Ming completed the final pressing process with his right hand with a calm expression. In fact, it was just Su Ming raising his right hand and pressing down. At the moment of completion, the Gangtian Realm arrived!
With the arrival of the Gangzhen Realm, the ripples of the Daochen Realm surged into the sky. Countless ripples crisscrossed and swirled around each other, as if a large net was formed that combined the three real worlds. The resulting pressure was equivalent to the three real worlds coming together.
The arrival and the heavy feeling formed are even more so.
Almost instantly, the monks from Ni Sheng and Dark Morning spurted out a mouthful of blood. As their blood spurted out, they all felt as if their bodies were being crushed by thousands of mountains at this moment, and their souls were even more intense.
Being suppressed has caused 60% of their cultivation to be directly dimmed. As if they were sealed, only 40% of them can be used at most!
Many people even fell directly to their realm, especially the nine faceless old men in white robes. Their entire bodies were trembling, and their facial features suddenly appeared on their blank faces. The cultivation that seemed to be able to cover their appearance was forcibly stripped away.
, and because they were spirit ancestors, they felt the pressure even more intensely. At this moment, they spurted out blood one by one, and staggered backwards, all weakened by 60%.
The ten men in black robes around Emperor Yan Pei Chen spurted out blood one by one, their cultivation dropped instantly, exuding a relatively weak aura. They were no exception, and all of them were simultaneously weakened by 60% of their cultivation power.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Emperor Yan Pei Chen's mouth, his expression was fierce, the spear in his hand was about to be thrown, the raised right foot was about to be put down, and even his ferocious voice had just left his mouth.
This voice only appeared for a moment, and only said one word. Immediately, Emperor Yan Pei Chen's expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and the fierceness in his expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by the shock shown for the first time, his
He couldn't put down his right foot, and he couldn't swing the spear in his hand, because at the moment when the three true world wills merged and descended, his body felt like being bombarded, causing blood to appear at the corner of his mouth.
But these were nothing to him. What really frightened Emperor Yan Pei Chen was what he felt in the distance at this moment, the eyes looking at him in the void directly in front of him.
There was an indifference in his eyes that he had never seen before. This indifference revealed indescribable nobility. It seemed like the strongest will in the world. Just a faint glance made Emperor Yan Peichen have the illusion that he was about to collapse.
He only felt this way in the tombs of the gods in the Dark Morning camp where even the three Morning Emperors had to worship once every thousand years. From the sleeping corpses that had existed for unknown lengths of time, among them
The three strongest sleeping bodies have experienced it.
Those three sleeping bodies, according to their legend in the dark morning, are the real old monsters who survived countless centuries ago!
"Pavilion..." Emperor Yan Pei Chen was trembling, and even with his determination, it was difficult to conceal the shock in his expression. The moment he was about to speak, a faint voice came from behind him.
"You said before that I was looking for death?"
The sound came so unexpectedly that Emperor Yan Peichen trembled. Just when he was about to subconsciously explain, the sound came again.
"Sit down and watch this life-and-death experience with me. These people of yours are not bad, but they are a little unfair."
"Yes!" Emperor Yan Peichen simply did not have the qualifications and courage to refuse. In the end, he could only turn into such a respectful voice with thousands of words. He did not even dare to look back and withdrew the bone spear in his right hand. He was nervous in his heart and slowly
sat down.
The ten men in black robes surrounding the bone sea were all trembling with fear at this moment, holding back their breaths. They tried their best to maintain the utmost respect and did not dare to look at Su Ming at all.
Strength is everything!
"However, it is fair now and the war can begin." Su Ming said calmly, sitting on the seat that originally belonged to the Emperor of the Morning on the sea of bones, leaning there, leaning on his forehead with his right hand, looking at the ninth peak.
Beneath him, Emperor Yan Pei Chen sat upright, with a bitter look on his face. He looked at An Chen and Ni Sheng's monks, and after tasting Su Ming's previous words, he already understood that this was the other party's use of his own to hone his skills.
Nine peaks.
"Huh?" Su Ming glanced at Chenhuang Yan Pei.
Yan Pei trembled in his heart, feeling the dissatisfaction from the people behind him. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and told An Chen and Nisheng Xiu in the distance that he was destined to be the Emperor of the Morning.
"Step into the ninth peak and start the war!"
The roars reverberated at this moment. Regardless of whether An Chen and Ni Sheng were willing to do so, at this moment, even if they were 60% sealed, Emperor Yan Pei Chen had already ordered that they...must fight!
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