Eight Wilderness Tombs!

Heavenly grade formation!

This is one of the formations Wu Yangyu obtained from the bird emperor in that space tunnel.

The power of the formation is the supreme level of heaven.

Although this is just a powerful one among the heavenly-grade formations, its power is enough to compete with the emperor, and this is not Wu Yangyu’s real purpose.

"boom!"

A black heavy mountain fell down fiercely, and suppressed the emperor even more fiercely.

Chongshan was full of terrifying power, and faintly, there was even a magnificent star power sucking and spitting. As the figure appeared, countless divine patterns lingered, like to be tombstones.

In fact.

Each of these heavy mountains that seem like tombstones is evolved by the stars in the sky. The power contained on it, combined with the effect of the formation, is enough to crush and crush all things.

"Crack!"

This black tombstone locked his target hard, and the strong force continued to stir up, which immediately changed the face of the emperor.

As an eternal emperor, even though he has lived for a long time, his cherishment of life is no different from that of ordinary people, and even stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Buzz!"

soon.

All the emperors came to wake up all the time.

They all exerted their own power, jointly exerted their power, and began to fight against this huge tombstone. The terrifying roar was extremely harsh, and only the countless light patterns and energy were stirred up endlessly.

"seek death!"

There was an ancient emperor who was completely angry.

He roared and made a boundless trend. In a mighty way, the strong power seemed to tremble in the ten directions of space, and a strange phenomenon appeared quickly behind him.

It was a dragon elephant, a magic image of heaven and earth. It was even more terrifying than a monarch-level magic image. The huge dragon elephant raised its nose, which was thousands of meters long. It was like a terrifying natural chasm, and it directly bombarded a tombstone.

"boom--!"

Suddenly, the roar continued to explode, and countless fragments expanded. In the sky, the collapsed light began to emerge, and everything had not yet ended.

Not only this ancient emperor, but also other powerful figures in the imperial position, began to take action in anger.

The power of the emperors swept across the heavens.

"Clang!"

Wu Yangyu held a gun in one hand, and his battle robe was moving. The pair of eyes had turned into scarlet. His heart was full of fighting spirit, and as the murderous intent emerged, he was already locked at the Ming Emperor.

Emperor Ming was a member of the Five Emperors and his greatest enemy.

This person must die!

Rumble!

All kinds of strange phenomena shook all over the sky.

There.

The supreme Buddha spread his arms and exuded golden crystal radiance, as if all directions were pure land. The sacred power was extremely thick. In the time of display, he could tear apart the dragon and tiger and cut off the galaxy.

The sword light never stopped soaring into the sky, setting off a long river of sword energy, and its boundless power rolled in, as if it was about to split all these shackles.

A strange person turned into a sage, stepped on the sky, ignored all the creatures, and there were dazzling divine patterns intertwined and stirred up the creatures, and even crushed all the creatures in their bodies.

Under such a scene, even the emperors could still be perceived by the outside world under the siege of the Eight Desolate Tombs. Those huge visions, the immortal power of the imperial way, the terrifying divine light that rose up, and everything that made people's minds shocked.

"This guy...isn't really dead?"

Regarding Wu Yangyu's identity, not only Mie and others have speculated and judged, but even some disciples of the sect have already felt it.

Especially in Wu Yangyu's hand, the decisive battle gun was too obvious.

"I haven't died, I've become the emperor!"

Everyone in the Doushen Sect looked ecstatic on their faces.

Especially the disciples in the Prison Hall, the smiles on their faces were so clear.

"Hehe, this guy really won't die so easily."

Yu Chan and several sons of God couldn't help laughing.

"It's indeed a disaster. When he reached this level, he still did not die. Moreover, he became the emperor. But what about the emperor? He has been in the position of the imperial path for too short, and now he is trapped in it. This is simply an idiot, he is trying to die by himself!"

"Hahaha... Not bad, this is just trying to die. There are so many ancient emperors, no one has a deeper foundation than him. It doesn't take much effort to suppress him. If you really think that if you become the emperor, you can be unscrupulous?"

Those who say this were disciples such as Tianshu Holy Land, Five Emperors Sects, and Impure Sects.

but.

The tone in this sentence is filled with envy.

How can the emperor exist? He has lived forever and is almost invincible.

If the emperor doesn’t come out, who will compete with him?

Even the lowest-level emperor has no background, but he still has the strength and qualification to easily kill any half-step emperor.

In this half-step imperial rank, many people have never taken this half-step after a lifetime. This shows the difficulty.

"Sure enough...so!"

Outside the Eight Desolate Tombs.

Although Mie and others were extremely solemn in their faces, they had a vaguely bold guess.

"I can't make a mistake!"

Xing Tian had a hint of surprise on his face.

He attached great importance to his youngest disciple. Three years ago, if it weren't for the broken seal of the evil clan outside the domain, he would have even planned to start a sect battle.

Now.

Like Mie, he also felt Wu Yangyu’s plan at this moment. The so-called Eight Desert Tomb seemed to trap Wu Yangyu to death, and seemed to be seeking death. However, in their opinion, the real purpose of Wu Yangyu doing this was not to suppress the emperors, but to block their way!

"Wu Yangyu...you will die today!"

The Ming Emperor controlled his own magic image, and the power of the imperial way was like the scorching sun. Infinite sharp divine light shot out from his eyes, staring at Wu Yangyu tightly, as if he wanted to completely penetrate Wu Yangyu.

The magic images after magical elephants all bloomed their own divine power, and suddenly surrounded Wu Yangyu. Just as many people had guessed, Wu Yangyu had already trapped himself in the Eight Desert Tombs.

"hehe……"

Wu Yangyu's mouth moved slightly, and his palm slowly pressed on the bronze mask. As he moved, a pretty face was completely presented.

hiss……

When the true face was exposed, the sound of sucking in cold air came out uncontrollably.

Wu Yangyu!

This is clearly Wu Yangyu!

Even before this, many people had already made speculations, but that was ultimately speculation.

No one can be sure that someone can survive under the suppression of the emperor, but Wu Yangyu did it, and he returned to become the emperor!

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Staring at Wu Yangyu fiercely, Emperor Ming was so angry!

At the beginning.

He used all his power to bombard Wu Yangyu. With his power, not to mention a half-step emperor, even if the other party was on the same level as him, he was sure that he would definitely die. But now, Wu Yangyu actually appeared again, which made him calm.

As for the other emperors, they were all kinds of different ideas in their minds, rolling wildly.

Wu Yangyu in front of him was so terrible. The other party's terror was not only his strength, but also his age.

Wu Yangyu is now at least twenty years old, and to become an emperor, it takes time to accumulate, foundation, and understanding of martial arts.

What can I do in twenty years? This is impossible to complete such a huge project. Otherwise, the emperor would have left the ground in this era.

Potential, Wu Yangyu's potential, made everyone feel threatened for the first time.

"Kill him!"

Without any words, the emperors had just exchanged their eyes and saw each other's thoughts in each other's eyes.

war!

No nonsense, no words, battles, just unfold!

clang!

Wu Yangyu held a gun in his right hand. As he swung it, the sun and the moon were trembling and the stars were collapsing. It seemed that with his simple action, the entire space was being affected.

The power of the imperial Tao was unbearable even under the cover of the Eight Desolate Tombs and quickly spread to hundreds of miles. Wherever they went, the disciples of the sect only felt a trembling in their bodies, and a sense of innate fear made their blood and energy reverse.
To be continued...