Chapter 1637: The Return of the Great Chu

Chapter 1637 The return of Da Chu

"What happened, where did the boom come from?" Surprised voices came from all over the place, looking left and right, I don't know where the sound came from.

"Is it possible that other big clans have unblocked?"

"Even if the big clan is unblocked, this movement is still too big." The old guys' eyes flashed with deep meaning.

"What kind of aura, it's so ancient." The ancestors of the four clans frowned, and even the emperor's state of mind made his heart palpitate.

"It's a long-lost feeling." Tian Zhu and Di Mie smiled, both looking up at Misty, "Zhutianmen, finally returned."

"Da Chu." Heavenly Court's fifty million monks also smelled the atmosphere of their hometown, and they all shouted in the sky, hissing and mourning.

It was a blend of blood and tears, a roar from the soul, and emotions that had been suppressed for three hundred years burst out in an instant.

They are calling the emperor of Great Chu. Only the nine emperors of Great Chu can save Ye Chen from danger. He is about to die.

In the yellow sand, Ye Chen's turbid eyes were wet with tears, as if lacking oxygen, his panting changed from slow to rapid.

In the darkness, it seemed as if he had seen the great mountains and rivers.

Heavenly Court held on to it, and finally carried it to the return of Da Chu. In his last battle, the ray of dawn came.

"Later, change, kill." The ancestor of the demon clan snorted coldly, his palm was like a divine sword, and he slashed at Ye Chen with one palm.

"Isn't there anyone to bully me?" The icy voice suddenly came up, and a golden palm was shot from the distant virtual sky.

The ancestor of the demon clan was hit and was overturned by a palm, and he did not stop for more than a dozen somersaults in the virtual sky.

"This... it's so hanging." The monks from the four directions looked startled.

"Who is it?" The ancestors of the Demon Race, God Race, and Phoenix Race all narrowed their eyes, staring at one side.

If he can overturn the ancestors of a family with one palm, the person who shoots must be a quasi-emperor, and he is not an ordinary quasi-emperor.

Suddenly, there was a cold wind blowing from the heavens and the earth, and every inch of it turned into ice, which made the soul tremble.

Nine blurred silhouettes manifested in the eyes of the world.

them,

Fortunately, it has come from a distant era, the ancient vicissitudes, stepping on the long river of time, and the years are also countercurrent.

The world, because of their arrival, turned into a stillness, and the falling leaves and the roaring blood wind were all frozen at this moment.

"Father." Tian Xu, the descendants of the emperor burst into tears.

"Xuanchen." Concubine Yan burst into tears, unable to cry.

"It's like a world away!" The five kings of Chu had a complicated look, and the vicissitudes of laughter recalled the glorious years of the past.

The Nine Emperors of Great Chu came, lined up and walked on the sky.

The emperor of Chu was in the middle, wearing a golden armor and holding a Xuanyuan sword.

On the left, Emperor Yan's head hangs on the Immortal King's Pagoda, Emperor Moon is carrying a phoenix harp on his back, King War is holding an axe, and Emperor Xuan is in charge of the Kunlun Mirror.

On the right side, the Emperor of Heavenly Burial holds the Nine Desolate Emperor Sword, the East Emperor's head traverses the formation of the heavens, the Taiwang's palm holds the Heavenly Seal of the Temple, and the Chen Emperor's body wraps around the Daxia Dragon Ball.

The heavens lost their color, billions of thunders roared, the stars were destroyed, the scorching sun collapsed, and the ancient visions interweaved the pictures of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, as if ushering in a dark era.

"God...God! Nine quasi emperors, nine...nine emperors and soldiers." The four sides trembled, their legs bent, and they wanted to kneel.

"How... how is it possible." The four tribes retreated together, and the ancestors of the four tribes were frightened, their legs and feet softened, and even the tone of voice could not help but tremble.

"Gudong." The old man Zhundi swallowed a mouthful of saliva. With his Zhundi cultivation base, it was hard to stop his heart from trembling.

"In terms of force, it has to be the Nine Emperors of Great Chu." Tian Zhu and Di Mie squatted on two stones, one smoking and one drinking, one earnestly speaking, and the other meaningful.

"This...is this the real Great Chu Heavenly Court?" Nandi, Beisheng, Kui Niu and the others all felt their mouths dry, and their eyes froze in shock at the sky-shattering battle.

"I... I don't believe it." Feng Xian's pretty face was pale and bloodless, her phoenix eyes were also highlighted, and she was also shaking back.

It wasn't until this moment that she really realized what kind of existence she was provoking...

Fifty million monks, nine quasi emperor peaks, and nine extreme emperors, what kind of lineup is this, not to mention destroying her, even if the entire Phoenix clan is defeated.

For the first time in a hundred years, she felt the fear of death. She had seen a god of death beckoning to her.

"Da Chu, hometown." Ye Chen smiled, his crumbling old body finally fell to the sky in the strong wind.

He was too tired to hold the battle flag of Da Chu anymore.

The Moon Emperor approached in an instant, held him up, pointed a finger between his eyebrows, and sealed his last breath that was about to dissipate.

The eight emperors shot together, and they all used the secret method of the world, banned his origin, and stabilized the soul that was about to be annihilated.

The nine emperors trembled, and he could imagine how difficult this junior was to fight, and all the deaths were supported by the battle flag of Da Chu.

The world was so quiet that it seemed like there was no heartbeat.

In the thousands of stillness, a fairy light stood down from the sky.

It was an immortal shadow with white clothes and white hair, like a clan exiled from a family, and upon closer inspection, it was the Sword God of the Heavens.

"Then... is that the Sword God? Is it the myth of the heavens?" Too many people were startled, especially the older monks.

"There's more in the back." Someone screamed, attracting all eyes, and hundreds of gods shot one after another.

"Again... it's the quasi emperor again, hundreds of statues." The cultivator watching the battle was startled, he couldn't help but tremble, what a lineup!

While speaking, hundreds of figures have descended in no particular order: Donghuang Taixin, the five heavenly kings of the forbidden area, the God Lord of the Nine Desolations, Dan Zun, the King of the Daxia Dynasty, the Daluo Zhutian....

Seeing this bloody world, seeing the miserable Ye Chen, seeing Tianxu Dachu monk, Donghuang was too angry.

"Damn." Tianxuanmen's quasi emperor shouted loudly.

Rao was the sword god of Gujing Wubo, and he couldn't hold back his murderous intention. The clanging sound of the killing sword resounded through the heavens.

"Ye Chen." With a choked voice, a talisman from Donghuang Taixin's palm came out of it, and a beautiful figure walked out of it, holding the sealed him in his arms, tears like rain.

That is Liu Ruyan, the daughter of the Liu family in the previous life, the founding princess of Nanzhao Kingdom, and the eleventh emperor of Chu in this life.

It was because of her that Ye Chen filled the Chaos Dao with love, opened the bloodline limit for the first time, and provoked God's condemnation.

That death, after three hundred years, the Heavenly Court Holy Master, who used to be so arrogant in the past, is now so old.

Tianxu Tianwang sighed, flicked his hands lightly, released Tianxu's restraint, and released the trapped 50 million monks in the heavenly court.

Fifty million people are crazy, blood and tears blur their vision.

They can still stand here alive, because of that desolate back, they embarked on a lonely charge alone.

He lost his promise, but bought time for heaven.

Now, the Great Chu has returned, the emperor has returned, but he has fallen. He was tortured by the goddamn Zhou Tian, ​​and he was devastated by the goddamn years. His fate is riddled with holes.

The wailing was earth-shattering, full of grief and grief.

The Nine Emperor stood up, without saying a word, his expression neither happy nor sad.

But this kind of silence is the most terrifying, just like a wild beast that has been sleeping for eternity, about to wake up.

Still lined up, the nine people walked side by side, walking towards the four clans step by step, all holding imperial weapons, restoring the power of the extreme emperor.

The thumping sound suddenly came, and the body of the Nine Emperors of Chu was too heavy. Every time the soles of their feet fell, the ground roared and turbulent.

"He killed the prince of our clan. This kind of grievance can be regarded as a cleanup. What else do you want to do?" The ancestors of the four clans stepped back.

"It has nothing to do with grievances, just because... Da Chu is stronger than you." The nine emperors let out a faint voice, but they shook the sky of all ages.

"It's too much to deceive people." The ancestors of the four clans were all furious.

"What about bullying you?" The King of War shouted like thunder, the most powerful, moving the imperial weapon and attacking the Phoenix Clan.

The battle axe to open the sky danced with the laws of the emperor's way, conquering the past and the present, splitting the world with one axe, and wiping out the army of millions of phoenixes.

"Damn it." The ancestor of the Phoenix clan roared, urging the emperor's phoenix mirror to sweep out the divine light that destroyed the world.

Jiuyou Xianqu melodiously sounded, and the divine light of the Phoenix Mirror was blocked by the Phoenix Qin urged by the Moon Emperor, and was directly annihilated.

The other emperors also moved. Emperor Xuan, Emperor Chen and Emperor Tianbu confronted the ancient demons and attacked the unparalleled in the world.

Donghuang and Taiwang attacked the demon clan, the Heavenly Seal of the Emperor's Artifact Temple and the All-Heaven Array were hanging in the sky, and the Emperor Dao was coercive for eternity.

Emperor Chu and Emperor Yan fought against the Protoss, Xuanyuan Sword suppressed the Heavenly Divine Sword, the Immortal King Pagoda stood in the sky, and the power of the emperor bloomed.

This is a terrifying picture. There are thirteen emperors who participated in the war, and there are also thirteen emperors who participated in the war.

A war of this level is infinitely close to the conquest of the emperor, the universe is in chaos, the yin and yang are reversed, time and years are all subverted and destroyed in the cycle of origin.

The nine emperors of Great Chu, the males are like the gods of war in the Eight Wildernesses, and they are powerful in the world; the females are like the queens of the world, and their elegance is peerless.

The bones of the four clans formed mountains, and the blood flowed into rivers. It was difficult to stop the attack of the Nine Emperors.