In the sky, a blood-colored heavenly road was silently hanging, extending from directly above the palace of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Emperors, towards the sky, towards the depths of the endless sky, and extending to the end of the sky, connecting the Void Emperor's throne hanging high above the top of the heavens.

That was the road of turmoil. Now, it has become much solidified, and now it has become more than half solidified.

The road to chaos is called a road, but in fact, it is a ladder of heaven and an endless long ladder.

The entire stairway is full of blood, and the whole road is condensed by bright red blood of all spirits. In the sun, it emits dazzling blood light, and there is also a rolling blood mist on it.

The road of turmoil is not very wide, but its touching feeling is extremely heavy, extremely huge, with endless pressure and suppression. The whole road exudes a breath of terror, cleaning up a sacred and inviolable majesty, making all spirits feel awe and dare not blaspheme at all.

In the depths of the endless starry sky, a mysterious galaxy quietly lies in the void. It is endless long and does not know its beginning or end.

On the bank of this mysterious galaxy, a thick ancient tree exists silently, which is the ancient tree of immortality.

Next to Xianhe Ancient Tree, an ancient mirror was quietly suspended in the air. In front of the ancient mirror, an old man stood quietly. At this moment, he was staring at the ancient mirror, staring at the mirror without blinking.

That ancient mirror, endless mystery, can reflect the entire universe, the heavens, the heavens, the world, everything between the heavens and the earth, and so on. As long as it wants, it can be manifested in the mirror.

At this moment, on the mirror of this ancient mirror, what is manifested is a road, a blood-colored staircase, which is the road of turmoil.

The old man who was in front of the mirror was also concerned about this turbulent road.

After a while of silence, the old man spoke, with longing and excitement in his words, "There has been condensed again, and it has been condensed more than half, soon, soon, now, it is one step closer to the day when the Emperor returns."

After saying that, he paused for a moment, and then, as if he suddenly thought of something, his face turned right, and his right hand stretched out toward the mirror of the ancient mirror and waved it gently. As a flash of light flashed, he soon saw that the picture in the ancient mirror had changed.

At this moment, what is presented on the mirror is no longer the turbulent road before, but a battlefield, an extremely large aerial battlefield. It is the battlefield between the countries of various places and the Emperor of War.

Although the mysterious ancient mirror was not very large, it fully manifested the entire vast battlefield, and it also manifested very clearly. All the details and fighting scenes were manifested on the mirror. Standing in front of the ancient mirror and looking at the battlefield above the mirror, it seemed as if you had personally come to the real battlefield.

Looking at the entire battlefield, at first glance, the first thing that came into sight was a man, a man in a black and golden emperor robe. Because he was so conspicuous, his black light was lingering around him, just like a sun hanging in the air, making it difficult for him to not pay attention.

He is the Emperor Si Zhan among the thirty-six innate holy spirits.

At present, he is at the center of the entire battlefield. Around him, there are many different countries, as well as weapons of various types, emitting various divine lights. They are all imperial weapons, all imperial weapons from various countries.

At this moment, the cultivators in all countries were attacking with all their strength. They were united and they were all controlling their own imperial weapons to attack the Si Zhan Emperor located at the center of the battlefield.

The scene was extremely spectacular, and it was really like rain. Various attack phantoms appeared in the air, blooming with the brilliance of their respective peaks, and the gorgeous light illuminated the entire sky.

It’s just a pity that the attacks launched by cultivators from all over the country were very powerful and numerous, but they were useless at all and could not do anything to the Emperor Si Zhan, and even those attacks that came from the sky could not even touch the body of Emperor Si Zhan.

The attacks launched by cultivators in various countries often only rush to the point, just like the melting of ice and snow, the smoke and clouds disappear.

Boom boom boom boom!

Bang bang bang bang!

The Emperor Si Zhan was powerful and his fighting spirit was soaring into the sky. At this moment, he was like a great war demon, with great force. He waved his hands together. When he raised his hand, he roared out one after another and attacked all directions. He broke all the methods with one punch. The black demon fist, wherever he went, was destroyed and irresistible.

Every punch will bring about a rain of blood. Whenever the punch falls, either the country will collapse or a shrill scream.

After a silence of "Si Zhan Emperor", the mysterious old man in front of the ancient mirror spoke, squinted his eyes and said, "As the innate holy spirit, I don't know the number of days, I have to say, are you really sad, huh?" Speaking of this, the mysterious old man's expression suddenly changed, and he was a little lost, because through the ancient mirror, he saw that the Si Zhan Emperor suddenly rushed out of the battlefield and rushed towards the direction of the turbulent road.

He wanted to climb the road of turmoil, but unfortunately, he failed because at the last moment, the Void Emperor and the Road of turmoil at the top of the heavens were shining, and they simultaneously burst into a brilliant divine power, blocking the Emperor Si Zhan.

Emperor Si Zhan was very decisive and saw that things were not done. Seeing that he could not get on the road of turmoil at this time, he gave up and continued to fight against the countries of various places and killed them.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. I didn't expect that you are still coveting the position of heaven. Didn't you understand the battle of the sky that year? Didn't the crushing defeat awaken you?" The mysterious old man curled his lips and sneered, with a cold look on his face.

Then, the mysterious old man spoke again and said leisurely: "The position of heaven is the only one in Henggu. No matter how long it has passed and how many time and space have been changed, the sky is always the sky, and no one can replace him, let alone replace him, because this point was already determined when the universe first appeared."

"Hey, that's it." At the end of the story, the mysterious old man's face suddenly changed, with surprise, shock, and a strong look of tension and worry on his face.
Chapter completed!