Chen Hao was very miserable at this moment, with blood and blood, broken muscles and bones, almost unable to form a human form.

This is definitely the most serious injury in Chen Hao's practice so far. He was dying, like a candle in the wind. His life could be cut off and he would die at any time.

However, Chen Hao's eyes were still very bright, and the light inside had not yet extinguished, and the fierce fighting spirit was burning!

"Chen Hao!"

Leng Qingyue burst into tears. Chen Hao was her lover. Seeing Chen Hao's appearance, her whole heart ached.

"Emperor!"

Fairy Yaoyue, Fairy Qinggu also cried into tears.

Although they are just Chen Hao's servants, they have already fallen in love with Chen Hao.

They didn't want to cry, but they couldn't stop their tears. They felt so sorry for Chen Hao!

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Yin Yuanwu…

These Chen Hao's followers also had red eyes and a sour nose bridge.

They have known Chen Hao until now, but have not seen Chen Hao be so seriously injured!

Not only external injuries, but most importantly, Chen Hao Daoji is unstable and shaky, and can collapse at any time!

This is an unbearable weight for Chen Hao!

Chen Hao has come to this day step by step, invincible in the same realm, and looks down on the past and present. How much effort has he put in and how much pain he has endured?

But now, Chen Hao’s hard work hard is like a porcelain covered with cracks, which may be broken if touched!

Once the Taoist foundation is broken, even if Chen Hao does not die, he will fall into the abyss and will never be restored!

"Don't cry, don't be sad, I'm still here and not dead."

Chen Hao heard the crying of Leng Qingyue and others, and looked back and squeezed out a smile:

"As long as I have one breath left, there is hope for the Jedi to turn the tables!"

Leng Qingyue and others were even more heartbroken.

Chen Hao is indeed a great man who has created countless miracles and is a great man.

But what Chen Hao is facing now is a living emperor!

How can Chen Haocai compete with the Emperor in the Immortal Realm?

If Chen Hao is a quasi-emperor, even if Chen Hao is in the Immortal Emperor realm, Leng Qingyue and the others all think that Chen Hao can reverse the situation and achieve a shocking turnaround.

But Chen Hao is neither a quasi-emperor nor an immortal emperor, Chen Hao is just an immortal master.

Moreover, Chen Hao was unable to condense into his invincible true body, and was forcibly interrupted by this future emperor!

Everything was so desperate that it blocked Chen Hao's life, as if Chen Hao was destined to die today.

“What can we do?”

Sun Wukong tightened the golden cudgel. He wanted to rise up, stomp Lingxiao, and exchange his life for Chen Hao's life.

"All we can do is to buy some time for the Emperor."

Yang Jian's eyebrows were raised and his eyes opened and the trident in his hand buzzed. He had made a decision to use his life to stop the future emperor.

"good!"

Yin Yuanwu took a deep breath, held the golden holy sword tightly, and he was the first to fly into the sky.

He was a person who had died once, so why are he afraid of dying again?

Perhaps in front of the future emperor, he was just an ant, and he could only buy less than a second for Chen Hao.

But, that's all he can do!

Chen Hao’s medical path is open to heaven. Perhaps a miracle happened in this second?

"You guys can't do this."

Chen Hao coughed, trying to stop Yin Yuanwu and the others.

But he was so injured that every time he coughed, his body and soul seemed to be about to break.

"Emperor, I'll be lucky to know each other for three lives!"

Yang Jian smiled. He was as beautiful as jade, but he always looked cold, but now he smiled brightly.

Because this is the last smile he left to the world, he feels that it should be warmer.

"Emperor, don't die, my old grandson is here!"

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel in his hand, and was tragic that he would never return to the shattered sky, and roared towards the future emperor.

There are also the young master of the Purple Qilin, the genius of the Tianshen Python clan, and the monster of the Hunyuan Bird clan...

They all followed Chen Hao, listened to Chen Hao's preaching and preaching, and worshiped Chen Hao as a god.

Now, they are willing to use their bodies and lives to give Chen Hao a moment of breathing.

"Why? It's just a waste of life!"

The future emperor spoke coldly. In his eyes, Sun Wukong and others were like ants, and could not even stop him for a second!

"So what if it's futile? I'm willing!"

Sun Wukong roared, and the golden hoop in his hand turned into thousands of feet, hitting the future emperor like a mountain.

Yang Jian also stabbed a trident, as well as Yin Yuanwu, the young master of the purple Qilin, and the genius of the Tianshen Python clan...

The lonely moon, the fairy of the cold winter, and the fairy of the qinghou also went to death, and wanted to shake the bright moon with the light of the fireflies!

How could they not know that everything was futile?

How long can they stop the future emperor?

One second? Two seconds? Or ten seconds?

Or maybe it can't be stopped for a second?

Even if they can stop the future emperor for an hour, what can they do?

No matter how medical treatment is, Chen Hao cannot recover from his injuries within one hour.

So what if Chen Hao is really healed from his injuries? He will still be slapped to death by the future emperor.

They know these things, they know them all.

But, so what?

Throughout history, how many fools have been?

They are willing to be such fools now!

The universe is vast. Without fools like them who know that they cannot do it, how can they have the glorious era of today?

"don't want!"

Chen Hao's eyes were so angry that he roared.

Boom-

The broken muscles, blurred flesh and blood, and broken Taoist foundations made a thunderous roar!

Chen Hao wanted to forcibly mobilize the original power of the Huangtian Holy Body to prevent Sun Wukong and the others from going to die.

However, an invisible force fell.

Chen Hao's original power was suppressed.

"Who is it?"

Chen Hao was desperate. Was he not allowed to save people with his poor body?

Do he want to watch his lover, friend, and his men die?

How cruel! How cruel!

"Brother!"

The little real dragon appeared, and the Nine-Turn Divine Phoenix also came to Chen Hao.

They wanted to send their true energy to Chen Hao to help Chen Hao heal his wounds.

But that invisible force also imprisoned them.

Chen Hao, the little real dragon, and the Nine-Turn Divine Phoenix were unable to move, so he could only watch Sun Wukong and the others rush to the abyss of death.

The future emperor was smiling grimly, and he stretched out his hand and shot at Sun Wukong and the others!

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Leng Qingyue...

They are all geniuses who are expected to attain enlightenment and become emperors.

But under this great master of the Emperor Realm, he seems small and fragile.

"No!"

Chen Hao roared sadly, mobilizing all his power, exhausting all means, and trying to break free from the invisible power.

However, useless.

If he was not injured, he might be able to succeed.

But he is too seriously injured now!

Seeing that big hand covering Cangyu, Leng Qingyue and the others were about to slap them into meat paste.

Suddenly, the wreckage of stars turned rapidly and instantly recovered into big stars!

Then these big stars burst into black and white light, like two black and white chess pieces, hitting towards the palm of the future emperor.

At the same time, a vicissitudes of life resounded throughout the universe:
Chapter completed!