Amid the rumbling sound, the thunder tribulation of the world became more and more fierce. The thunder and lightning of the silence made the starry sky full of holes and it would be difficult to heal for a long time. The blood mist floated and covered the eyes of the world.

For the first time, Ye Chen was immobilized and no longer had his life to chase the prehistoric world.

After all, this is his divine punishment, and the heavenly tribulation suddenly increased. Even if he was, he had to be cautious. The heavenly tribulation at the Great Saint level has destructive power and may be buried at all times.

Seeing that Ye Chen stopped chasing, the talents from the prehistoric world stopped. From the quasi-emperor to the saints, they were all in a mess, with many souls floating, but because of their physical bodies, they had been buried under the heavenly disaster.

Shame, great humiliation.

The roar and roar of the prehistoric world shook the sky, his eyes were scarlet and bloody, his face was as ferocious as a demon, and he was chased by one person for 50 million. In the history of the prehistoric world, no one has ever been lost like this.

Before Ye Chen chased after him, they had not left, and they were blocking the starry sky in all directions, waiting for the heavenly tribulation to disappear, and then work together to kill Ye Chen. Even if they were promoted to the Great Saint, they would still be beaten to ashes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ye Chen's heavenly tribulation was a little more fierce. The sea of ​​thunder and lightning gathered expanded more than twice, surging and rolling, sweeping through the starry sky, and also submerging Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said nothing, looked solemn and killed all over his eyes, tore open the sea of ​​thunder, rushed forward against the sky, sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron, and allowed him to accept the baptism of the heavenly tribulation, and his natal weapon also needed Nirvana.

His actions almost scared Yang Xuan, "You should take it easy."

Ye Chen had not replied, bathed in thunder and rushed all the way up. Thunder and lightning were destroyed one by one. Billions of thunder and billions of thunder could not destroy him, but instead tempered his holy body with golden light.

The monks from all directions were frightened to see that if they were them, they would probably have been destroyed.

boom!

With a roar, a black lightning suddenly appeared, slashing Ye Chen off the Void.

This black thunder, extraordinary lightning and the domineering ancient holy body, also exploded.

"You can't destroy me." Ye Chen's roar was still like this. He stabilized his body and attacked against the sky again. He was like a god of war, with aura covering the eight wildernesses, and billions of thunder could not stop it. It seemed that the will of God was just a decoration that could not destroy him, an ant.

He had sacrificed his life and was not concerned about scars or consumption. Every pore in his body was swallowing and spitting out the holy body, igniting into flames, and cageing the holy body. The Tao resonated with the divine sect, the origin and blood danced together, and intertwined the domineering power to help him attack the sky.

Bo!

In the dark, there seemed to be a sound that came from his eyes. It was the Six Paths of Reincarnation Eye. It was a self-proclaimed for 170 years, and finally the curse was destroyed under the heavenly tribulation.

God's divine punishment, the terrifying disaster, is also a fate that goes against the sky. It is tempered in thunder and transforms in disasters. It will be a whetstone that polishes Ye Chen's piece of rust iron into a world-class magic sword. This is the precipitation of Tao, and every thunder and lightning is a trace of Tao.

It was also Ethereal and Empty. The tenth emperor of the Great Chu came to his powerful force, and with one punch, he integrated his magical powers, blessed the Taoist principles, and blasted through the chaotic clouds and mist, and stepped on it into the dust of history with one kick.

At this point, the raging lightning turned into invisible wisps in wisps.

At this point, he fell down, perhaps because his body was too heavy and he was trampling on the starry sky.

The domineering ancient holy body was also covered in blood and bones, almost disabled, and could not stand steadily. Every blood valley on the holy body was still surrounded by lightning, dissolving his essence.

The starry sky was quiet, and everyone looked at him. Although he was as small as an ant, he was more dazzling than the scorching sun. Looking at him was like looking at a great holy body and a rising emperor.

"The heavenly tribulation is over, kill." The thousands of Ning Ji was finally completely broken by a roar. He was still Qiongqi's quasi-emperor, gritting his teeth and his face was fierce, and he could no longer stop his murderous intent.

"Let's go." A great saint of Qiongqi took action and stopped him, "The heavenly tribulation is not over yet."

The words made Qiongqi's quasi-emperor's body tremble, as if he had thought of something and dared not move again.

Not only him, but the other tribes are the same. After paying some tuition fees, all tribes have seen blood and are all smart. It is true that the thunder tribulation is over, but the heavenly tribulation is not over yet.

At this moment, the cultivators in the heavens all opened their eyes and stared at the starry sky without looking sideways. As expected, the next manifestation should be the body of the Emperor's Law. This seems to have become a routine. Ye Chen's previous few heavenly tribulations were like this, and most of the same was true this time.

"I won't really come to the Thirty-Two Emperors!" Too many people whispered, their tone trembling.

"The four saints of the saints, all quasi-saints are eight quasi-saints, and all 16 saints of the saints are sixteen. According to the exponential algorithm, there should be thirty-two saints of the great saints." The old people in the heavens stroked their beards and said.

"Will there be an emperor in the thirty-two emperors?" the fifth god general Tianjiu murmured.

Not only him, but all the inheritance of the imperial Tao has hopes and hopes to meet his ancestors.

Look at Ye Chen again, standing quietly, the holy path returns to heaven and moves rapidly, recovering the scars of the heavenly tribulation. His evil aura and murderous aura have not been destroyed, but have become stronger and stronger. The starry sky is turbulent. As a person who has passed the tribulation, he knows the true heavenly tribulation has just begun.

Under the gaze of the crowd, someone appeared in the eastern starry sky, and the fairy light was shrouded in the evening, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly. He only saw his back was majestic, like a monument to the world, with the power of the Supreme Emperor overflowing, and the laws of the Emperor Dao flying, ancient and vicissitudes, with only one figure, as if standing on the long river of time.

This is the first emperor, but I saw the heavens frowned and could not recognize which emperor it was. It was just because time was too long that I had to see the emperor's honor before I could recognize it. Unfortunately, I couldn't even see it clearly.

"Father." Mu Yang swallowed even more, and tears filled his eyes. Although he could not see the person's face clearly, it was enough to recognize the emperor's back that he had already been engraved in his soul.

His call made all the heavens understand.

It is obvious that it was the Great Emperor Zhu Tian, ​​the first emperor in the ancient times, which shocked the past and present.

"The second emperor has manifested." I don't know who it was, reminded.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking to the West, and there were figures intertwined.

It was a young man, his body lingering in the fairy light, and the laws of the emperor's way were flying.

A treasure seal hung above his head, or more precisely, it was an imperial seal: the Emperor's Seal.

"Father." Li Fengqiu cried, bursting with tears in his face. How could he not recognize who it was? In ancient memory, it was his father who personally sealed him. In a flash, the world had changed and the imperial capital had fallen, but he was still alive. In this way, he would see his relatives again.

At this moment, there is no need to ask again to know who the second master is, Emperor Tianque.

According to legend, the body of Emperor Tianque is a divine stone from heaven. It took countless years to transform into a human form, singing all the way until it reaches the invincible realm and governing all spirits.

Three thousand life and death are the world, and I only want to make up for the shortcomings of the world with nothing. He is also a stunning emperor.

At this moment, the southern starry sky trembled, and the third figure appeared in time.

He was still a young man, wearing a blue shirt, standing leisurely. At first glance, he thought he was a mortal? His principles were kept invisible, his eyes were indifferent, but he had endless Taoist connotations, which were evolving by itself. Occasionally, one or two wisps of the laws of the Emperor's Tao also seemed to appear and disappear.

"Father." Feng Yu smiled and recognized him as his father at first glance.

"Is that the Qing Emperor?" The world murmured softly, looking at it in a daze. The Qing Emperor in his youth was truly like a person in mythology, extremely ethereal, like a relaxed tree, and the years stood.

Only three breaths in front and behind, the fourth emperor in the northern starry sky also intertwined into human form.

At first glance, he was like an immortal, standing gracefully, far away, beyond reaching the world. His figure seemed to be true and illusion, and the lines of the emperor's Taoist divine principles seemed to be expounding the Tao. Listening carefully, you can also hear the sound of the great way. Anyone who hears it, his mind is empty and bright.

"The Great Emperor Wuji." An old man in the evening suddenly swallowed even more, and was already full of tears. He knelt down with a crutch, "I have seen the Great Emperor Zhou Cang."

When everyone kneeled down, they showed awe of awe to him. It is not difficult to hear that this old quasi-emperor must have been the one who followed Emperor Wuji and had fought with the emperor in the world. However, the years of time have made people old. When they reached this era, how could they not kneel down when they saw the emperor again in the past?

Ziyu was also crying, and that was his father. When he was sealed, Emperor Wuji was already in his late life. Perhaps it was because he knew his fate was not long before he sealed it.

While speaking, the fifth emperor came.

This time, a vague figure was seen without seeing its honor. Only by his side were many mysterious phenomena intertwined. The laws of the Emperor's Tao were crisscrossed, and the lines were wisps and strands, crushing the eternal blue sky. His Tao was illusory, and in its full evolution, he was above the great way.

"Father." Jiuliu swallowed even more, her eyes filled with tears, and she had already recognized the body, connected by blood, and was extremely friendly. Even though it was just a law body, it also came from his father.

"That's Emperor Yukong?"

"Emperor Yukong is called Father Emperor, so it must be Emperor Yukong," said the elders of the heavens, and had taken out the memory crystal stone and imprinted the emperor's divine posture. However, the images of the imprint were invisible. Perhaps, it was because of the emperor, and even though they fell for eternity, there was no trace left.

"The Sixth Emperor is coming out." Someone reminded him, attracting his attention again.

The sixth Taoist figure can see its true form and produces an ordinary face, standing in the starry sky, with purple clothes fluttering, and his expression is neither happy nor sad. His laws are not weak at all. The Taoist aggregate is intertwined with the sound of heaven, and the extreme Taoist emperor's power is also suppressing the eternal fairy dome.

As soon as this emperor appeared, too many people looked at the emperor's son Yang Feng, who looked too similar.

Needless to say, the sixth emperor is the Netherworld Emperor, the emperor in the middle stage of ancient times.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed, and he silently called out to the father in his heart, "The years have passed, and many years have not been seen, and many changes have passed through the world. Finally, he saw the father and appeared in the world again.

"Is this a marriage recognition meeting?" Yang Xuan coughed dryly in the Ding.

"Why is my father not the emperor?" Tang San Shao muttered, and it was meaningful to everyone. You little black fat man, you are not a little bitch! You also want to be the emperor's son?

Outside, Ye Chen was still silent, glanced at the Six Emperors, and looked elsewhere.

When he saw this, he was amazing. The three figures appeared together, like the demon king, like the demon master, like the god, and three people stood together, like three towering mountains, standing in the vast starry sky, the power of the emperor spreads, and the laws of the emperor danced, outlining mysterious pictures.

"Demon Emperor? Demon Emperor? God Emperor?" Someone said in surprise.

"It's true, the great emperor of the demon clan, the great emperor of the demon clan, and the great emperor of the god clan."

"It's a pity that their inheritance has been destroyed."

"I don't know what expressions these three emperors would have if they were wise." Someone sighed and glanced at the Yue Emperor and Donghuang Taixin. When the Great Chu returned, he angrily destroyed the four clans. Among them, these three imperial inheritances directly destroyed the entire clan.

"Nine Emperors are here." Most people in the world are looking around, looking forward to the tenth emperor, especially the inheritance of the imperial Tao, including the prehistoric clan, and they are quite hopeful, hoping to meet the ancestors of the emperor.

As the crowd watched, the stars swayed.

Then, the twenty-three Emperor Dao Immortal Lights manifested one after another, one after another, and one after another into human form, all with great backs. The laws of the Emperor Dao incorporate unconcealed prehistoric aura, vicissitudes and ancient, and various Emperor Dao visions portrayed, and the sound of the Great Dao resounded. With this starry sky as the center, it expanded infinitely into the eight wildernesses of the universe, making people's hearts tremble.

"Oh my God! Twenty-three great emperors in the prehistoric world?" The cultivators of heaven exclaimed.

Now, the prehistoric races were excited. The twenty-three prehistoric races crawled together in the starry sky, each kneeling to worship their own emperors. This trip was really in vain. They actually met the ancestor emperor. It was a supreme honor. Although the emperor was no longer there, the body of the emperor's law represents the emperor.

"Now, there are thirty-two emperors." The eyes of the cultivators of the heavens gathered at Ye Chen.

"The sixteen emperors were almost buried. Can they resist the siege of thirty-two emperors?"

"He is Ye Chen, he will win." Ren Cultivator's eyes were extremely firm, and he firmly believed that the Holy Body lineage could go against the will of heaven again. His journey was full of legends and created too many myths.
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