King Qingmu's residence.

In recent times, King Qingmu's aura has become more and more majestic, and when he walks, he actually gives people a terrifying pressure.

This coercion is not due to his cultivation, but his bearing!

Not to mention anything else, just the imperial power in him is probably not much weaker than that of the two emperors.

"Speed ​​up your pace...I can't wait any longer."

King Qingmu stretched out his hand, and then slowly grasped the void, as if he had the entire world in his hands.

The two emperors were definitely not idle. During this period, there was a lot of excitement and all kinds of tricks were coming out.

But no matter how hard the two of them tried, the casualties on both sides were only controlled at an almost equal ratio.

On the eighteenth day, the two emperors suddenly discovered.

It seems that as the war continues, the two of them have fewer and fewer loyal and direct relatives.

But this did not alarm them.

Just because, since they are their direct descendants and die-hard loyalists, naturally in a battle of this level, they will charge into battle and fight to the death, with normal casualties.

But if this continues, they will really become lonely.

Youhuang thought about it carefully, and after the battle reached this level, there were actually less than ten subordinates that he could fully trust.

The same is true for Mori Huang.

He didn't know what went wrong, and it was clear that everyone under his command was fighting desperately and trying their best to make suggestions for him.

Especially King Qingmu, his hair has turned slightly gray during this period of time.

But why is the war situation still so stalemate?

The night is deep.

On the eaves of the highest main hall in the Shuanghuang City.

"How many years have you and I ruled the world together?"

Youhuang's tone was distant.

"Forty thousand and three thousand seven hundred and fifty-one years."

Emperor Mori smiled.

Emperor You looked at Emperor Mori and sighed: "Forty-three thousand seven hundred and fifty-one years and one hundred and seventy-three days."

"Do you remember it so clearly?" Sen Huang glanced at You Huang.

Emperor You said with a smile: "At that time, you and I were very high-spirited, revolting in the south and the north, sharing the joys and sorrows together, overthrowing the previous dynasty, day and night, it was just like what happened before us, how could we forget it?"

After these words appeared, both emperors fell into silence for a long time.

After a long while, the Forest Emperor sighed leisurely: "When did you and I break up? Until now, we can never look back."

Youhuang was silent and said with a wry smile: "Power, power..."

Emperor Mori chuckled: "When we were fighting against the world, you and I shared hardships, lived and died together, and both of us had unhealable scars left by the other's killing moves. But now, we are facing each other in life and death..."

"There is no way. My subordinates are not satisfied with the power in their hands and want to expand. Our ambitions and lust for power are growing unbridled..." Emperor Sen said the most fundamental reason.

"But if we continue to fight like this...will this world still belong to you and me?" Emperor You suddenly looked back and looked at Emperor Mori.

Emperor Mori had murderous intent on his face, and then he said with a sad smile: "I have never thought of this until now..."

Youhuang said: "Believe it or not, if you and I didn't have crushing strength now, at least in this Senluo world, if we didn't have any opponents, my subordinates would have rebelled long ago."

Emperor Mori nodded: "I believe it."

Then he laughed at himself: "The strength of my subordinates is actually not as good as...forget it, just don't tell me."

Youhuang said: "This is why I let you stay for a while tonight."

He sneered and said proudly: "This world belongs to you and my brother, and I am willing to be in your hands. But if you and I continue to spend like this, I am afraid that I will be advantageous to others in vain."

"So..." Sen Huang looked at You Huang.

"You and I will fight, and the winner will take over the world." Emperor You said bluntly.

Emperor Sen narrowed his eyes and looked at Emperor You quietly. In the dark night, his eyes were like a beacon.

"Okay." Emperor Mori nodded: "How long?"

"Three days from now. Three days from now, it will be the fifteenth day. That is the only good day in the Senluo world where we can see the real celestial phenomena." Youhuang smiled.

"Then three days later." Emperor Sen said, and then he looked at Emperor You, with a trace of sincerity in his eyes: "Brother, you and I will have a drink at the bar again, and we won't come back until we get drunk."

"Well, I won't go home until I'm drunk..."

Two emperors.

The highest and most supreme being in the Senluo Realm was sitting on the eaves of the house. There was nothing to drink with him, and the moon was all drunk.

That night, the two of them seemed to have returned to the same sincerity they had when they first conquered the world together.

But when the first ray of skylight fell, the two people who were completely drunk, holding hands and talking and laughing, suddenly woke up at the same time.

The smell of alcohol was instantly evaporated.

Not even half drunk.

"brother……"

There was a hint of complexity in Youhuang's eyes.

Emperor Mori laughed: "If you die, your heir will be my heir."

Then, his eyes suddenly turned cold and he said: "But I will kill all your women and let them be buried with you."

Youhuang's eyes lit up: "If you die, so will I!"

The two of them parted, and this parting meant life and death.

All the armies under the two emperors were dispatched back to the city, and the whole world breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the two emperors could not bear such casualties, so they negotiated peace.

But soon, the announcements issued by the two emperors at the same time let everyone know that everything was just their wishful thinking.

The two emperors decided that on the fifteenth day of the full moon, there would be a decisive battle in the Shuanghuang City. The winner would be the only emperor of the Senluo Realm, and the loser would be transformed into withered bones and buried in the loess.

The whole world was shocked.

All the subordinates of the two emperors were trembling with fear!

They all prayed that the emperor they followed would win, otherwise, they would inevitably die.

One emperor...one courtier.

Lin Fan stood quietly by the window.

King Rakshasa stood up from the bed. She was not wearing any clothes and could hug Lin Fan from behind: "Are you leaving soon?"

Lin Fan said nothing.

"For these few days... I will be your wife, okay?" King Rakshasa said softly: "I know, if I go... I'm afraid I won't see you again in this lifetime."

Lin Fan turned around and hugged her: "How come you can't see each other in this life? How big is this starry sky? With your level of cultivation..."

King Rakshasa showed a miserable look in his eyes and said, "Are you still lying to me?"

Lin Fan was slightly startled.

King Rakshasa said: "Although I am stupid, I am not stupid."

"Don't worry, there will always be a time to meet again. One day, I will invade the world of chaos. The Heavenly Clan... everything must be destroyed." Lin Fan comforted.

The world briefly fell into peace.

But the vague atmosphere is even more frightening.

The second day, fourteen.

The entire Shuanghuang City was emptied out.

Even an ant is not allowed to come within ten thousand miles.

The two emperors will have a decisive battle.

No matter who lives or dies, they don’t want to be seen by outsiders.

This may be the last majesty of the emperor...

Lin Fan didn't want to see it, there was no need, there was no need to add extraneous details. Lin Fan had not yet experienced the power of cultivators of that level using the ultimate weapon.

He did not have the confidence to personally visit a battlefield of this level without being discovered.
Chapter completed!