The Ling Changkong that appeared before his eyes was the reincarnation of Ji Changkong's remnants.
The Ancient King was shocked in his heart, "Can the Ji family's bloodline never be wiped out..."
"Today, I will help you become emperor!"
Ling Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by holy light, and his white clothes were as white as snow, showing the style of a god king.
After saying this, he raised his hand and tapped the void. In a moment, the falling thunder tribulation was destroyed on the spot.
Click!
By now, the entire sky and the endless sea of thunder were all converging towards Ling Changkong.
Another terrible catastrophe fell, but the God King pointed out again with a calm expression.
The endless law is full of charm. At this moment, Ling Changkong has a majestic figure, unparalleled in white clothes, and is worshiped by all spirits. The crowd in the audience can't help but feel the urge to kneel down on the spot.
"Boom!"
Thunder tribulations fall one after another, each one is extremely terrifying and seems to be able to kill any living thing in the world.
However, under such a terrible calamity, Ling Changkong looked calm. He pointed his fingers in the void, and with every point he made, a celestial calamity was destroyed and collapsed on the spot.
At this moment, the God-King seems to be in resonance with the great road. Every gesture of his hands and feet shows his extraordinary posture, looking down upon the world and looking down upon the common people.
Even those powerful immortals present, now have an inexplicable look of reverence in their eyes.
"The ancient emperor's great power and unparalleled elegance are unparalleled in this world!" Someone from the Holy Master spoke with emotion.
In the distance, Holy Lord Moon Worshiper stood quietly. She looked at the figure in white in mid-air, "Although...I have banned you in Tiannan, after thousands of years, you still show the Ji family's invincible appearance.
The blood of the God King, if it is not taboo..."
Ling Changkong is also Ji Changkong, Ji Baiyue is also Ji Ziyue...
From a certain perspective, the Moon Worshiping Lord and Ling Changkong can be regarded as brothers and sisters.
Both of them have the blood of the Ji family and are the children of the ancient god-king.
But now, Ling Changkong has perished a hundred thousand years ago, and the Holy Lord of Worshiping the Moon has recently become an independent personality, and she no longer has any relationship with the Ji family.
"Boom!"
In the sky, there are thunder disasters falling continuously, each one is extremely terrifying, as if the end of the world is coming, making all living beings tremble.
After the God King extinguished nearly twenty thunderbolts, he finally seemed to have reached his limit. The originally translucent figure now became much gloomier, as if it would dissipate at any moment.
"Crack!"
Another thunderstorm fell, but this time, before Ling Changkong could take action, among the heroic spirits of ancient emperors that had manifested themselves long ago, Emperor Xingtian walked out.
He stood on the armrests, reached out with his big hand, and pinched it from the air, crushing the Heavenly Tribulation and exploding it.
"I once peeked into his memory and learned about your life story. Unfortunately, we were not born in the same generation..."
Emperor Xingtian spoke, he looked at the sky above, invincible in the world.
Hearing the words, the God King looked sideways, and for the first time a faint smile appeared on his face, "In ancient times, the laws of heaven and earth gave birth to powerful ancient emperors like you. If you were in this world, your peak battle would be comparable to the characters in the fairyland. Indeed,
It's a pity...that I couldn't fight you."
"However... what makes me most regretful is that I was born at the wrong time. Whether it was in ancient times or in the upcoming war between the two realms in this life, I can't join the battlefield..."
Ling Changkong sighed and looked at the sky again. The divine rainbow flashed out of his eyes and turned into a Tao Yun Divine Sword, cutting off the falling Heavenly Tribulation.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Thunder calamities continued to fall, and dozens of ancient emperors' heroic spirits took action together. They stood proudly in the sky, their clothes fluttering in the wind, and their appearance as ancient emperors was unparalleled in the world.
"The Ancient Emperor...are they really so terrible? Even though they are comparable to the powerful men in the Immortal Realm, the current catastrophe is comparable to the power of the True Immortals. Why can they resolve it so easily?"
"This is the manifestation of their heroic spirits. They have no real body. The Emperor Realm Thunder Tribulation evolved from the laws of the Great Dao. Although it can destroy everything in the world,... for these heroic spirits who have been dead for endless years, when they fall, the power of the Tribulation is...
It has weakened a lot." A strong Holy Lord spoke.
"The Divine King Body...is it really going to succeed in becoming emperor?"
Everyone was shocked in their hearts, especially those powerful immortals from the ancient royal family, and their expressions suddenly darkened.
Mo Wangchen has a forbidden bloodline, how can he survive?
In the distance, the Ancient King squinted his eyes, with a cold light shining in his eyes. Now, dozens of ancient emperors have appeared to help Mo Wangchen become emperor. Although he cannot stop it,...
If after the catastrophe is over, Mo Wangchen succeeds in becoming emperor but is still as weak as an ant in front of him. At that time, he will take action again.
"If this son doesn't die, all races will be in trouble. No matter what, the blood of the God King must be completely wiped out!" The Ancient King stood quietly, clenching his fists.
"Boom!"
Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, the thunder calamities falling continuously in the sky became more and more terrifying, each one seemed capable of destroying the world.
By now, even those manifested heroic spirits of ancient emperors have been unable to resist many people and have dissipated.
"Is that the end of it..."
Of the dozens of heroic spirits of ancient emperors, only the God King and Emperor Xingtian are left.
Ling Changkong said, "Let's join hands to eliminate the ninetieth heavenly catastrophe..."
Emperor Xingtian nodded and stood side by side with Ling Changkong.
"Boom!"
In the sky, the ninetieth lightning disaster fell, filling the entire sky with power and making people's scalp numb.
However, they saw that Ling Changkong and Emperor Xingtian took action at the same time, and the endless law glowed with charm, converging into a terrifying ocean of spiritual power, covering the ninetieth thunder tribulation that fell.
"Crack!"
The thunder tribulation collapsed, but at the same time, the figures of Ling Changkong and Emperor Xingtian had already dimmed a lot, and they were unable to withstand the power of the tribulation that followed.
"There are still nine calamities ahead. It all depends on your own destiny. We can only help you get here..."
The God King sighed and looked at Mo Wangchen. After saying a word, the figures of him and Emperor Xingtian finally dimmed and disappeared.
"The heroic spirit of the ancient emperor blocked ninety catastrophes for Mo Wangchen!"
"That's it. There are still the last nine paths. Mo Wangchen himself can't resist it at all. The Divine King Body is destined to be destroyed here today!"
Everyone was talking, and some people were sighing. A monster who had lived through the ages was about to perish.
Some people also breathed a long sigh of relief. With the body of a god king and a forbidden bloodline, if Mo Wangchen survives, he will be a major hidden danger to Tiangang.
"I am..."
But suddenly, at this moment, a fairy sound sounded, loud and clear, spreading throughout the sky.
"Has another ancient emperor's heroic spirit manifested?"
Everyone was shocked and immediately thought of this possibility.
"I am... Immortal Lord Hongjun!"
The immortal voice sounded again, and as soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar, and the endless immortal power filled the whole world, making people change their colors.
I saw a figure dressed in white, as if she had walked through the endless years. This was a woman, unparalleled in elegance and with supreme radiance.
"The ancient...celestial being!" the Ancient King exclaimed, his mind trembling.
At this moment, the woman who appeared was neither an ancient emperor nor an ordinary ancient immortal, but a supremely powerful person who had once reached the realm of immortals and was only one step away from the ancient gods!
"The Sixth Generation Holy Lord!"
In the crowd, Jiang Yuhan exclaimed. She recognized that the person who appeared at this moment was actually the sixth generation Holy Lord of Liuli Immortal Palace where she was!