Chapter 1945: Bravery

Above the sky, Emperor Wei went from far to near, from weak to strong, and the faces of all the bosses changed.

As bigwigs of various powerful clans, how could they not know that the terrifying aura that enveloped the world was exactly the power of the Holy Emperor.

What is the Holy Emperor! ?

Above the level of Emperor Wu's cultivation is the realm of the holy emperor, and finally, the realm of the legendary gods.

In the Outland Continent, and even in the Starfields of the Ten Directions, the Holy Emperor is respected!

And the strong in the divine realm only exist in the legends of the ancient times, and in the illusory realm of the gods.

In front of him is the Holy Emperor! ?

One must know that there are only a handful of holy emperors in the Outland Continent, and all of them are patriarchs or suzerains of powerful races.

Soon, in less than three breaths, the terrifying aura that was far away in the sky just now, accompanied by the sound of thunder from the nine heavens, stepped on a collapsed void, and a blood-red figure appeared directly in front of everyone.

The appearance of this blood-red figure made all the big bosses and geniuses of the emperor's list stagnate in unison. Everyone's aura was suppressed, and even the Qi Hai Nei Dan seemed to have stopped functioning.

Facing such a terrifying existence, not to mention fighting with hands, standing still intact is already extremely difficult.

If those present were not the elders of various clans and the geniuses of the emperor list, they would all be directly suppressed by the breath of the holy emperor and collapse to the ground.

Among the crowd, a group of people saw the tall blood-red figure in the sky, and their faces suddenly showed ecstasy.

Because, the person who came was the patriarch of the Ming clan!

Cangxue Holy Emperor, Mo Xutian!

In front of the crowd, Chu Yan stood alone, looking at the tall figure in the sky, his breath was stagnant, his body was so cold that his scalp was about to explode, and the sense of crisis in his heart almost gushed like a spring.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

The oppressive force given to Chu Yan by the Cangxue Saint Emperor Mo Xutian was too great, completely exceeding Chu Yan's tolerance limit.

After all, this is... the Holy Emperor!

Represents the Ten Directions Starfield,

The existence of the pinnacle of martial arts!

"Chu Yan, be careful, this person's cultivation has reached the second heaven of the Holy Emperor!"

Even in the sea of ​​consciousness, the Nantian God Emperor felt a hint of danger, and opened his mouth to remind Chu Yandao.

Although Ouyang Nantian was in the quasi-god state during his lifetime, he has been damaged for nearly a million years now, and his cultivation base has already been turned into dust, and he has no power except for a smudge of consciousness.

At this time, he can be said to be in the same boat as Chu Yan. If something happens to Chu Yan, he will never escape.

"Second Heaven of Saint Emperor Realm!?" Chu Yan was shocked in his heart.

Looking at the blood-red figure as tall as a mountain above his head, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes, looking straight at Chu Yan through the thick blood mist around him, as if looking down at an ant.

The majestic power of the mighty Holy Emperor stirred up the sky with his breath, and all living beings trembled for it.

"How could the Holy Emperor..."

Chu Yan's sea of ​​knowledge was a little dazed. According to the legend, these saint emperors from the Outland Continent and the Ten Directions Divine Realm were in seclusion almost day and night. They hoped that one day, they could break through the realm of the Holy Emperor, like Ouyang Nantian, stepping into the realm of death. Enchanted.

Therefore, since the Outland Continent has been recorded, the number of times the Holy Emperor has appeared can be counted on one's fingers.

After all, for these old monsters that have existed for hundreds of thousands of years, there are really too few things that can arouse their interest.

Could it be that, just for himself, the number one powerhouse of the Ming clan, the Cangxue Saint Emperor Mo Xutian... came here in person! ?

"No! He is for the blood essence of the God Emperor!"

Ouyang Nantian sensed Chu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, but shook his head, saying what he said.

"With the blood of the god emperor, the chances of these saint emperors breaking through to the quasi-emperor realm are much greater!"

"In this Outland Continent, the only things that can interest these holy emperors are treasures or opportunities related to the divine realm!"

After hearing Ouyang Nantian's words, Chu Yan nodded involuntarily, and finally understood the reason why these holy emperors came here.

"In this way, other emperors will be attracted!?" Chu Yan wondered.

"Not bad! But..." Ouyang Nantian nodded and said again

"However, don't get me wrong, these old monsters are not the deity, but just a clone of will!"

"What!?" Chu Yan's expression changed.

Hearing Ouyang Nantian's words, Chu Yan's pupils shrank fiercely. Just the avatar of divine consciousness has such a terrifying power. If the deity comes, then...

However, even if it is a clone of will, to Chu Yan, it is no different from the presence of the Holy Emperor in person.

"Hahaha, Chu Yan, my holy patriarch has completely suppressed this world, give up, and hand it over quickly, so that you can die more quickly!"

The laughter of the Great Elder of the Wu Clan was earth-shattering, as if at this moment, everything was a foregone conclusion, and there was no possibility of any change.

The appearance of the Cangxue Holy Emperor will not only help the Ming clan win many treasures, but also will kill Chu Yan, who has brought infinite shame to the Ming clan.

This killing two birds with one stone made him extremely excited.

Moreover, he finally got revenge for the murder of his own disciple, what could make him happier than this.

This Chu Yan has really good potential. He can win the inheritance of the Nantian God Emperor in the ancient martial arts battlefield, with many geniuses on the emperor list, especially a genius on the star list.

But, so what, it's not the same now, you have to hand it over obediently, and you have to risk your life.

The big bosses of various clans around, and all the geniuses on the emperor list, when they heard the words of the great elder of the Wu clan, all of them grinned ferociously and looked at Chu Yan coldly.

"No!" Chu Yan still shook his head.

When the two words landed, everyone in the audience stared blankly, looking at Chu Yan with astonishment.

However, what happened next, Chu Yan's actions shocked everyone so much that their scalps exploded.

Clang!

Amidst the sound of sword stinging that resounded through the world, behind Chu Yan, a cold light rose into the sky, and the Haotian sword came out of its sheath directly.

The unrivaled sword energy pierced Tianxiao, crossed the sky, and fell straight into Chu Yan's hands.

"cut!"

After uttering one word, the sword intent erupted all over his body, and under the infusion of true energy, the hundreds of feet long Haotian Jianmang slashed straight into the air, that blood-red figure as tall as a mountain.

The sword light was shocking, and it fell straight down, without any hesitation or hesitation...

However, this sword, in the eyes of all the bosses and geniuses in the emperor's list, seemed to be earth-shattering, and scared their souls almost out of their bodies.

Nearly a thousand people in the audience watched the sword light fall, and in an instant, they were collectively petrified, completely dumbfounded.

what... what! ?

How dare this Chu Yan attack the Holy Emperor! ?

He.... is he crazy! ?

"Hmph! How dare you!"

In the air, those scarlet eyes flickered slightly, and a sound like rolling thunder rang out, but it was the Cangxue Sage Emperor who spoke.

Accompanied by the sound, the tall figure in the air raised his right hand and waved it lightly.

Boom... boom!

Countless streaks of blood light condensed into a huge palm print like a mountain, and pressed gently towards Chu Yan.