Chapter 1370 Born against fate, not afraid of the sky
"Zhao Chu, what on earth are you doing!"
"How long has it been, and you are still showing off. If the entire Nine Heavens Fairyland knows you, it is a pity that you will not survive."
Mu Shenglan has one head and two big ones.
Why do you have to use your tofu-like body to collide with three towering mountains when you are in the Tribulation Realm?
"It's obvious that you can escape, you can obviously escape."
With a long sigh, Mu Shenglan felt a little tired.
Is it possible that Zhao Chu is so good that Heaven deliberately lowered his IQ and took the opportunity to accept this evildoer?
"Crossing the Tribulation Realm and confronting the Emperor head-on, this kid is good enough even if he dies."
"But what should I do? What should I do with the ruins of the Firmament Star?"
"No, Zhao Chu is hopeless at the moment. Wu Guohan must protect it and do more research in the future, just in case the ruins can still be opened!"
"Geniuses may be wasted to death."
Luo Jianyinqi's liver was broken.
The opportunity that I finally found is now lost.
He also accepted his fate.
Facing the three emperors, no one can save Zhao Chu.
Wu Guohan was eager to try. It seemed that he wanted to rush forward and give it a try.
Give it a try!
Luo Jianyin secretly stopped him and left some fire.
This peak battle of the Nine Heavens should be a turning point, and the peaceful days of the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain will finally come to an end.
Chaos is about to begin.
Quan Lao looks much older.
I burned Shouyuan twice, but failed to die both times.
I don't know whether to say he is lucky or bad.
The monks in the chaotic dynasty were trembling, each one spitting blood, and was seriously injured.
The disciples from the three major immortal realms were prostrate on the ground, their expressions of indescribable piety and fear.
Emperor Zun!
It's God's arrival.
Facing God, they wish they could humble themselves into the dust.
…
It’s over!
In the blink of an eye, the three huge bridges that covered the sky and the sun had fallen.
The huge bridge is majestic, and it looks like a giant dragon that can't be seen to the end.
This is a picture that cannot be described in words. The common people are like dust. Under the vast bridge, everyone seems to be in a desolate ancient era. Even the air is indescribably heavy.
And Zhao Chu is just a dust among many.
humble.
Small.
ridiculous.
Even if he once destroyed the Qiongchi Immortal Realm with his own strength, even if he faced the reincarnation realm head-on, he even used mysterious power to kill the eighth level and seriously injured Tianzun.
But so what?
You are still a member of the common people.
Still haven't escaped the fate of ants.
What is God.
Only the three emperors, only these three majestic and vast ancient bridges filled with the desolation of time, are gods, and they are the means by which gods can reach the sky.
Not just at the scene of the Nine Heavens Peak Battle.
Through the light curtain, everyone in the Nine Heavens Fairyland knelt down and worshiped.
Except for the chaotic dynasties that openly resisted the three major immortal realms, and except for the Chu region who did not understand the meaning of Emperor Zun, no one in the other regions and cities dared to remain standing.
Everyone knelt down devoutly.
There is peace in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, but the three emperors have been silent for too long.
It has even become so silent that most of the young monks have never experienced the emperor's terrifying horror at close range.
But this time, the three emperors once again made the whole world start to fear the powerful, fear the power, and fear the gods.
Even the monks who fought in the Chaos Dynasty were shocked beyond words.
What kind of existence have they been fighting and killing for so many years?
If these three emperors take action in person and cause chaos in the dynasty, how long can it last?
It took Zhao Chu so long to destroy the Qiongchi Immortal Realm, but when Emperor Zun came, maybe... it was just a move.
The monks from Chu Territory looked even more ugly.
After all, Zhao Chu, who is in the Tribulation Realm, is the only one in the world who is fighting against Emperor Zun, and the only one who dares to fight against Emperor Zun.
This thin figure seems to be carrying the rebellious heart of the whole world.
Zhao Chu was born against fate and was not afraid of the sky.
…
"Little thief, I will give you one last chance to stand on the Ancient Bridge of Chaos, otherwise you will be miserable and regret coming to this world!"
The distant and desolate voice echoed in the sky again.
"No need!"
"But among the three of you, whoever is willing to surrender to me, now is a good opportunity."
Zhao Chu had his hands behind his back, and there was no panic at all on his face, just calm.
Quietly weird.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty!"
The voice in the sky seemed to be smiling.
Click!
Click!
Click!
As soon as the words fell, the world was silent. Even the wind seemed to have stopped flowing, and there was no sound at all.
The three ancient bridges are getting closer and closer.
People heard the bones all over Zhao Chu's body cracking.
Because the world was too quiet, the crisp sound was transmitted far away and everyone could hear it clearly.
Under such terrifying pressure, it is actually a miracle that Zhao Chu is still alive after surviving the calamity.
…
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Along with the sound of bones cracking one after another, clouds of blood mist also erupted from Zhao Chu's body.
At this time, Zhao Chu was experiencing unprecedented pressure from all directions, from top to bottom.
…
"Oops, if this continues, there will be no need for the Shenqiao to hit Zhao Chu. The pressure alone will be enough to crush him to pieces!"
Mu Shenglan gritted his teeth.
"The reason why the Chaos Ancient Bridge has not reached Zhao Chu yet is because the Xuanbing Ancient Bridge and the Yaori Shen Bridge are restraining each other, but this restraint will not last long!"
"Actually, I'm overthinking it. Mu Shenglan is right, Zhao Chu has no way to survive just by coercion!"
Luo Jianyin squeezed the hilt of the sword fiercely.
Not to mention Zhao Chu, who is in the tribulation realm.
Even he, the Heavenly Lord, felt a little tight in his chest and breath.
At this time, the deities of the three major immortal realms have already covered their true energy. If they are not protected, they will be doomed. Many monks below have been suppressed and almost died.
There was also Tianzun who came to rescue the dynasty in chaos.
The scene was already in chaos.
The monks who had hurried over to watch the fun before were now filled with regret.
It's like looking for death.
Although he can't die, a lot of elixirs will be used to heal his wounds.
Sell at a loss.
But having said that, who would have thought that Emperor Zun could be so strong.
The low-level reincarnation realm has already escaped far away.
They couldn't understand at all how Zhao Chu could survive the calamity and still stand under such terrifying pressure without being crushed.
Rely on the courage of a dog?
Below level three, you simply don't dare touch the pressure of the three sacred bridges.
Finally, the intermediate reincarnation realm also began to escape.
His life is not in danger.
But if you continue to stay in the center, you will definitely suffer internal injuries.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Entire tracts of land collapsed, and entire mountain ranges were flattened.
The dilapidated place that was originally in ruins was completely razed to the ground at this time. At a glance, many buildings were reduced to the most primitive dust, and even the marks that once existed have been obliterated by the overwhelming power.
"Really, very strong!"
Wu Guohan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
He grew up in the Hunxu Immortal Realm, and this was the first time he encountered Emperor Zun head-on.
fear!
This is absolutely a horror that cannot be described in words.
Although Wu Guohan did not have any divine weapons, he had refined countless chalcedony of creation during the final calamity. Even if he faced the divine weapons Tianzun, he would not be too dangerous.
Although there is no chance of winning, you can still escape calmly.
But what about facing Emperor Zun?
Can't survive three moves.
This was despite hysterical self-destruction.
At this time, he finally understood why the Heavenly Lords of the three major immortal realms were so afraid of the Emperor.
This is not a world at all.
"Zhao Chu, do you have any trump cards? Come on, take them out!"
Wu Guohan prayed anxiously.
Now that everything is at an end, does Zhao Chu still have any trump card?
…
puff!
Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
In the void, Zhao Chu's clothes were soaked with blood, and his face was pale and shaky.
But it's annoying.
This guy's back never bent even an inch from beginning to end.
There was never any fear in this guy's face.
There was contempt, disdain, madness, and hysteria belonging to a desperado in his eyes.
But unfortunately, there is no cowardice or fear at all.
This is not normal at all. This is not the emotion that a person in the Tribulation Realm should have.
The three emperors were really annoyed.
Especially Yu Cangmo, he had never seen such a young man before.
A weed is looking down upon you.
How disgusting.
"You two, don't stop me anymore. Zhao Chu has demolished my Qiongchi Immortal Domain, and I'm going to kill him!"
Deep in the void, Yu Cangmo scolded angrily.
He didn't want to just rely on coercion to intimidate Zhao Chu, but he had no choice but to find two sticks behind him that kept disturbing him.
"Zhao Chu can be killed by you, but before killing him, I, Sheng Haoyi, have to borrow it for two days!"
The Yaori Shenqiao fights against each other.
"I, Mr. Bai Xuan, are one step ahead of you. If you want to borrow it, it should be me who borrows it!"
Bai Xuanjun's Xuanbing Ancient Bridge also buzzed and trembled.
no way.
After all, the two of them came a step late, and could only delay the Ancient Bridge of Chaos, but could not completely surpass it.
"What do you two mean? Zhao Chu is in my Qiongchi Immortal Domain, and I should be in charge here!"
Yu Cangmo's teeth itched with anger.
"Yu Cangmo, people in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. Zhao Chu has cultivated the God Emperor Sutra. We all know what he represents. Do you think I might have given it to you in vain?"
Sheng Haoyi sneered!
"Then what do you want?"
"Cut Zhao Chu into three parts and give one to you?"
Yu Cangmo was furious.
"Actually, this is also okay."
"It's impossible for any of the three of us to be convinced by anyone else."
"If we divide Zhao Chu's physical body into three equal parts, and then each of them grabs a part of the body according to their own abilities, how about the opportunity to study the Divine Emperor Sutra?"
"In this way, it is fair and reasonable!"
Bai Xuanjun said suddenly.
"agree!"
Sheng Haoyi nodded.
This is the only way.
"Damn it, you two are everywhere, you're like shit!"
"I agree too!"
Finally, Yu Cangmo nodded helplessly.
There is nothing you can do if you disagree.
If the stalemate continues like this, Zhao Chu will be shattered into blood mist, losing any limbs, and the loss will be even greater.
"In this case, let's take action together and tear Zhao Chu apart!"
Sheng Haoyi suggested!
The words have fallen!
The three emperors had a tacit understanding and restrained their efforts at the same time.
If you are from the same sect and keep each other in check, you don’t have to worry about who is up to no good.
In the next second, Zhao Chu's fate will be to be executed.
Some deities were frightened.
They suddenly discovered that there seemed to be some subtle changes in the order of the three sacred bridges.
The intertwined pressure in the sky became much weaker in an instant.
But the void in front of Zhao Chu was suddenly compressed until a black hole emerged.
…
"Three of you, where are the meat sellers?"
"A piece for each person. Do you want some stew when you go home?"
"Besides, Yu Cangmo, do you still have a home?"
Just when the three of them were eager to snatch the body parts, a calm and cold voice resounded through the sky.
Then, the three emperors were completely frozen in the air, their faces uglier than the paper on the grave.