Chapter seven hundred and seventieth before the emperors (thanks to the Yumeng
When the Demon Emperor fell, all things became sad.
Among the three gods and five saints, two gods were seriously injured, one god died, and the pattern of the Nine Emperors and Ten Emperors was completely broken.
In the current situation, Qing Emperor alone can no longer compete with these great emperors.
He looked at the dissipating black smoke and sighed heavily, his face full of helplessness and sadness.
The world is so cruel. Even if you try your best to change some things, if you are not capable enough, you can only sigh in despair. It is not that you don't work hard enough, but that the time God gives you is too short...
The so-called fairness is just a word of comfort created by those who have the advantage to treat the disadvantaged.
Since Emperor Qing's enlightenment, the talent he has shown is by no means inferior to that of Emperor Wu and Emperor Xuanyuan, but the time is too short! He has no time to rise.
"Asshole! Asshole!!!!"
Emperor Wu covered his neck, roared in pain, and struggled to get up.
"It's a pity that the Demon Emperor's inheritance has dissipated like this. He burned his heavenly soul. If he can't stabilize his heavenly soul, I won't be able to capture it. He won't give me a chance." Emperor Xuanyuan shook his head.
Sighing endlessly.
"I can use my Martial God Star Shift Technique to forcibly seize his inheritance opportunity, but this bastard... before he died, he poured the original magic power into my body! Destroyed my body! He really deserves to die!!"
Emperor Wu gritted his teeth and roared like a wild beast.
He hurriedly sat up cross-legged, trying to adjust his breath, but the fast-moving magic power all over his body was like a carriage, rushing through his body, destroying his blood, soul, and internal organs. It was so painful!
Emperor Wu completely lost his fighting ability because of the Demon Emperor's death blow.
He didn't dare to fight anymore, because once his strength was exhausted, he would be in danger.
You must know that the emperors here are not the same people, and they are all suspicious of each other. The methods of the emperor are unimaginable, and it is not difficult to directly seize the inheritance from others. Now the Desert God Emperor, Emperor Wu and others are seriously injured, and the Demon Emperor
After the fall, only Emperor Xuanyuan remained intact. Invisibly, everyone's enemies had shifted from the Demon Emperor to Emperor Xuanyuan. Even the Qing Emperor could not pose much of a threat to them.
Emperor Wu thought this way, and the other Emperor Wuya, Emperor Shuiyue, Emperor Feng and others were not fools either. They deliberately kept a distance from Emperor Xuanyuan. Their vigilance was not written on their faces, but their soul power never disappeared.
"Thank you for your hard work, Emperor Wu. Leave the rest to us."
Emperor Xuanyuan smiled slightly and walked towards Qing Emperor.
Emperor Wu's face tightened and he remained silent as he continued to cleanse the Demon Emperor's power from his body with his eyes closed.
The other emperors did not dare to say anything. After all, Emperor Xuanyuan's power was not something they could compete with.
But looking at Emperor Xuanyuan raising his hand, a bronze long sword appeared in his hand. The color of this sword is quite similar to the Death Dragon Sword, but it is different from the violence and evil aura of the Death Dragon Sword. It is more heavy and
Honest.
The surrounding emperors opened their eyes wide and became nervous.
"Could this achievement be... Xuanyuan Sword?"
The Wind Emperor condensed his voice.
Emperor Xuanyuan clasped his sword and walked towards Qing Emperor step by step.
"On top of my Xuanyuan Sword, there is a Xuanyuan Mountain. Lord Qing Emperor, please let your soul enter this Xuanyuan Mountain and rest for a while. When Bai Ye replaces it with the Death Dragon Sword, I will release your soul again."
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Emperor Xuanyuan smiled faintly, then raised his sword and slashed at Qing Emperor.
This sword can cut both the body and the soul. Now Emperor Xuanyuan wants to destroy Qing Emperor's body, imprison his soul, and lure Bai Ye to appear.
How could Emperor Qing not know what Emperor Xuanyuan meant?
He shook his head lightly, with an expression neither happy nor sad nor fearful, and slowly spoke: "Even if I am not reincarnated forever, I will not let you succeed. It would be too naive to want to imprison my soul."
As soon as the voice fell, the burning heavenly soul in Qingdi's body suddenly became restless, and a terrifying halo appeared on the surface of his body.
The expressions of the emperors tightened.
"Self-destruction?"
Emperor Xuanyuan's face darkened and he was about to swing his sword.
But at this moment, a streak of blood shot up into the sky, and the terrifying blood power turned into ripples in all directions.
Qing Emperor, Xuanyuan Emperor and others were all shocked by the blood pattern. Emperor Xuanyuan took half a step back, while Qing Emperor was forced to stop his self-destruction and his body was shaking.
People were eagerly looking forward to the bloody light, and their hearts were beating wildly.
"It turns out to be the Immortal Killing Sword!!"
"It's just...why is the aura of this sword so sinister and terrifying?"
"No, this sword has become demonized because of the Demon Emperor's death." Feng Emperor exclaimed.
"Hmph, it's just a dead thing, so what if it becomes a demon? It still has to obey people's orders obediently?" the Herculean God Emperor said disdainfully.
But at this moment, the bloody light suddenly fell from the sky again and disappeared directly into the other end of the ruins.
The emperors turned their eyes, only to see a figure in black robes standing on the other side of the ruins. His left hand was holding the hilt of a bronze long sword at his waist, and the other hand was raised high in the air, firmly grasping the sword.
The demonized sword of killing immortals, a pair of bloody eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all this, looking at the emperors coldly.
"Death Dragon Sword!"
Emperor Xuanyuan's breath tightened and he cried out.
"What? Death Dragon Sword? That means this person is Bai Ye??" Feng Di was stunned.
"Haha, he is indeed here!" The Herculean God Emperor clapped his hands repeatedly, and each slap shook the void.
"In this case, there is no need for Qing Emperor to keep him! It will also save us the effort to find Bai Ye." The Divine Sword Emperor exhaled, with a smile on his face.
"Sometimes I really can't understand these people. Their strength is extremely fragile, but they always want to die. Death is too simple. If I were you, I would hold back and practice hard until the day I can compete with the enemy.
, only then can you dominate everything." Emperor Wuya shook his head, as if sighing with emotion.
"But by that time, it was too late. Even if we killed the enemy, what would change?"
Bai Ye took the words and walked over step by step with his sword in hand.
"Then what can you change now?"
Emperor Xuanyuan asked indifferently and walked towards Bai Ye.
But after taking a few steps, he stopped.
Because behind Bai Ye, groups of troops have followed.
There were a total of four hundred people, all of whom were part of the Emperor-Slaying Army. The leader was none other than Wan Gua, and apart from him, there was one other person.
Emperor Ji!
"It seems that something happened to Emperor Canghai and the others." Emperor Shuiyue raised his eyebrows and said calmly.
Bai Ye turned his hand, and a human head appeared in his palm. It was the head of Emperor Canghai. The bloody head looked particularly ferocious.
The Wind Emperor, Desert God Emperor and others around them breathed heavily...
"The emperor-killing troops are not enough to kill the middle emperor, is it you who did it?"
Emperor Wu took two heavy breaths, and the magic power in his body seemed to be expelled a little. He recovered, stood up, and shouted to Bai Ye.
But Bai Ye ignored him and glanced at the Optimus Primes in front of him.
There is no doubt that everyone here is stomping their feet to shake the existence of the Magnificent Continent. Without the Death Dragon Sword, Bai Ye can't even defeat one, let alone compete with all of them.
But now, even with the Death Dragon Sword, it may not be able to change the situation.
"What we need to do now is to take Brother Shentu and Senior Qingdi away. It is almost impossible to kill these people."
Bai Ye was thinking in his mind, turning to the side and said to Emperor Ji and Wan Gua: "When I take action later, all the emperors on the opposite side will definitely attack me. Their goal is the Death Dragon Sword. I will attract them, and you will take advantage of the opportunity to do it for me."
Take away Senior Qingdi and Shentu."
"Lord Jiuwei, there is no way you can withstand the attacks of so many great emperors."
Wan Gua said solemnly.
"If you can't resist, you have to resist. Now is not the time to talk nonsense. Get ready!"
Bai Ye drank in a low voice with a serious tone.
Emperor Ji would naturally not resist. Wan Gua hesitated and had no choice but to compromise. It was now time, was there any other choice?
Bai Ye moved quickly, made up his mind, and took action immediately. He held the Immortal Slaying Sword and rushed forward, holding the dead dragon firmly in his other hand.
"It's just ridiculous."
The emperors laughed mockingly.
Bai Ye, a mere Tianjun, has not even reached the level of a false emperor. Even if he has the Death Dragon Sword, he can only compete with the lower emperors. The Canghai Emperor was killed by him because of his sudden sneak attack and the power of the Death Dragon Sword. Here
The sneak attack and luck were mostly factors, and with the assistance of the Emperor-Slaying Troops, if Bai Ye faced Emperor Canghai head-on, he would never be able to kill him so easily.
But now.
This guy who is only at the level of Tianjun actually wants to challenge so many emperors?
This is simply suicide.
"Such an arrogant person cannot be tolerated, so let me teach him a lesson." The Herculean God Emperor laughed loudly and jumped up, pressing down on the white night like a mountain.
But as soon as he moved, a strong wind rushed him one step faster and rushed towards Bai Ye.
"I won't bother you to do it, I'll do it."
It's the voice of the Wind Emperor.
Emperor Shuiyue, Emperor Wuya, Emperor Divine Sword and others frowned and looked ugly.
The Emperor Wu and the God Emperor of the Desert were both injured and did not move.
The Herculean God Emperor was blocked by a strong wind. As soon as he approached Bai Ye, his figure slowed down. The Wind Emperor took the opportunity to take the lead and approached Bai Ye. He transformed his hand into a wind blade and slashed at Bai Ye's limbs.
Bai Ye's movements were not slow and he immediately drew his sword and swung it away.
Emperor Shuiyue and Emperor Wuya looked at each other, secretly urging themselves to take action.
The remaining people also quietly took out their magic weapons and planned to attack.
But at this critical moment, a bronze sword energy suddenly came from the side and struck Feng Emperor hard.
Chi la.
Feng Emperor was completely blown away, and his upper body was cut open from his shoulders to his lower abdomen. He fell to the ground, blood flowed wildly, and it was difficult to get up for a long time.
Everyone was shocked.
Looking up, the person taking action... was actually Emperor Xuanyuan?
"Everyone should know what the Death Dragon Sword is. This sword should be kept and sealed by my Xuanyuan lineage. We cannot let it cause harm to the world. Anyone who wants to covet it will be killed!" Emperor Xuanyuan's indifferent voice said.
