Chapter 1840: The Eight Emperors of the Great Desolation

Chapter 1840 The Eight Emperors

"Otherwise, it is the ancestor of Yantian, and his vision is high." Ye Chen smiled, not at all shocked by this strange thing.

When he finished speaking, he saw the changes in the world, and the rumbling sound resumed.

With him as the center, thunder is raging in eight directions in the east, southeast, north, northeast, west, southwest, northwest, and south.

The thunder and lightning stalked and merged, forming a domineering blurred figure, and the thunder lingered.

Such an abnormality, not only people from all over the world, but even the Eight Great Clans of the Great Wilderness were surprised, and their eyes narrowed slightly.

All eyes were on the domineering figure.

For some reason, their breath made people tremble. It was the might of the Supreme Dao Emperor, and the world trembled.

"Ba Zun, you really look down on me." Ye Chen looked awe-inspiring, suddenly opened his body, and frantically stuffed the elixir into his mouth.

As a robbery man, he knew better than anyone present that the so-called heavenly robbery was not over, and what followed was the real divine punishment, which was even more frightening than Thunder.

That is the law of the emperor. He wants to fight against the young emperor. He has experienced this kind of doom more than once.

When entering the imperial realm, the one who fought was the young Empress Donghua.

During the advanced quasi-saint period, it was the battle between the Holy Emperor and the Taixu Dragon Emperor.

When advancing to the Saint level, the opponents were the Jinwu Emperor, the Kunpeng Emperor, the Qilin Emperor, and the Xuanwu Emperor.

This time, the quasi-sage king robbery is obviously eight young emperors.

He should have understood that every time he advanced to a level, the body of the Emperor Dao Dharma he encountered would be doubled, one would become two, two would become masters, and after four, there would be eight.

If what he expected was not bad, when he advanced to the Holy King, the young emperor who had to fight alone would be sixteen.

This means that God wants him to... pick the hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang one by one, and this is the end.

"Look, it's so true." When Ye Chen's eggs hurt, someone shouted, attracting all eyes.

Looking at the sky,

The blurry figure in Dongfang Tiandi first revealed its true face. It was a stalwart figure, with a radiant radiance and a pair of divine eyes.

He is like the ruler of the world, overlooking the common people, with ancient visions intertwined.

"That...that's...the Great Emperor Qiongqi?" The quasi emperor of the Qiongqi tribe stepped back, his eyes were prominent, his pupils were constricted, and he looked at the man in disbelief. The stone statue of the Great Emperor is exactly the same.

"Tao... Emperor Taotie." There was also a shocked voice on the other side. It came from the Taotie tribe and came from the Emperor Zhun. His old body was trembling and he stared at the man in the west in disbelief.

In the West, that is Emperor Taotie, or more precisely, it should be the Great Emperor Taotie, who looks like a giant mountain of eight thousand feet, like an unparalleled emperor, looking down on the world.

"South, is that the Great Emperor?" Some people from the Yingtu people exclaimed, their voices trembling, and they stared at the south.

Yes, that is indeed the great emperor of his clan. The inheritance of the emperor's way is shocking to the present. Although others are standing there, they are still standing on the river of time. A pair of emperor eyes, ancient and vicissitudes, can penetrate the chaotic universe at a glance.

Behind him, there is also a vast wasteland, a scorpion, roaring in the sky, shaking the sky for eternity is also turbulent.

"The one in the north is the Great Emperor of our clan." The Guiji tribe's quasi-emperor sect, the excited old body trembled, and in an instant, they almost led the clan to kneel down.

The heroic appearance of the emperor is like a majestic monument in the world, the lingering immortal light of the emperor, the stinging eyes of the deterred people, the supreme majesty, the trembling from the soul.

"Northeast, the Great Snake Emperor of my Snake Lineage!"

"Northwest, Emperor Scorpion, after a lapse of eternity, it is a great honor for me to meet the Great Emperor of our clan."

"Southeast, Emperor Armadillo, the king who rules all spirits."

"In the southwest, the great emperor of our clan, Jin Lai, reappears in the world. Is he going to lead Jin Lai to dominate the heavens again?"

One after another, the exclamations resounded throughout the Western Desert.

The eight prehistoric clans, from the quasi-emperor level to the heavenly level, all burst into tears, and all the old tears were filled with excitement. When they saw their own supreme, the state of mind can be imagined.

Looking at the people from all over the world, the expression is wonderful enough. He stared blankly, and in his eyes, it was hard to hide the awe.

"The Great Emperor Qiongqi, the Great Emperor Yongtu, the Great Emperor Taotie, the Great Snake Emperor, the Great Armadillo Emperor, the Great Emperor Jinyi, the Great Guiya Emperor, and the Great Emperor Scorpio, the calamity of the dusty night actually led to the eight laws of the emperor's way, which is really against the sky. ." Jiuxiao Zhenren's heart couldn't help trembling.

"This lineup is even worse than Ye Chen's sage robbery in the Southern Region!" The old man Zhundi grinned, shocked.

"It's all from the Honghuang clan, and the eight Honghuang clans present all have a share without exception. Is this a coincidence?"

"That kid called Chen Ye is more scary than Ye Chen!" Little Ape Emperor swallowed hard, "Would you like to hang like this?"

"Even if he died in the hands of the Eight Emperors, he would be proud of himself." Nandi took a deep breath, shocked to the point of shock.

"With such a high talent, he must die and must not stay." Yantian Patriarch drank violently, his face terrifying.

His words awakened the eight tribes of the Great Wilderness, all escaped from their excitement, and their eyes became scarlet.

Their faces were even more ferocious than Yantian's ancestors.

This should be an irony. The great emperors of their eight clans are all among them, but they were attracted by the calamity of Chen Ye, and as the inheritance of the emperor, they have no such honor.

This is a shame. Their arrogance was completely trampled at this moment, and Ye Chen no longer considered them as opponents. His opponent was their ancestor, the great emperor.

This is a kind of overlooking, just like the emperor overlooking the living beings in the world, and now he is comparable to their emperor.

"He, must die." The eight tribes in the prehistoric clan gritted their teeth, and the terrifying murderous intent could not be contained at this moment.

Demons like Ye Chen, once they are given enough growth in the world, must be the giants of all ages. For the great clan, it is a great disaster and must not be left behind.

"It's going to be hard." Ye Chen didn't care about it, his combat power reached the peak in an instant, and many forbidden laws were also activated.

After the battle is Lingxiao Xianque, but the battle is Jiuyou Huangquan. He has already realized that the opponents are all young emperors, and there are invincible existences at the same level, only death battles.

As a young emperor of the same level as him, he has to pick eight of them by himself. In this battle, he may die in the sky.

But he is not afraid, he believes that he is invincible, and the struggle of the emperor and the Holy Body will also make a difference. He has not returned to his hometown, how can he die here, this is his belief.

"Eighth, although I was surprised, I expected it." In Wangchuan, the Heavenly King stood and smiled leisurely.

"In this scene, seeing the eight little guys from the past is really nostalgic." Granny Meng smiled vicissitudes of life.

"This era is indeed extraordinary." Voices came from Donghuang Purgatory, Nanyu Netherland, Beiyue Huangquan, and Zhongzhou Tianxu, and they seemed to know Ye Chen's identity.

"One pick eight, it's really lively." On the Mingshan Mountain in the underworld, the emperor was also watching, and the emperor's state of mind was also sighing, "You are in the same vein, and the generation is stronger than the generation!"

"He is undeniably the strongest and most amazing, there is no one." Beside him, Emperor Huang smiled slightly, his eyes full of relief.

The world of the Western Desert shook, collapsed inch by inch, unable to withstand the pressure of the Eight Emperors, annihilation was rampant, and chaos was utterly unbearable.

The flying laws of Emperor Dao make everything in the world become false. In their respective eras, the Eight Emperors ruled the heavens and the earth, and no one will be weaker. The myth of Emperor Dao is still passed down to this day.

"The younger generation respects the eight predecessors. This battle has nothing to do with the grievances of later generations. God wants me to die, and the younger generation wants to live. It's as simple as that." Ye Chen's words were flat and his expression was calm.

As his words fell, a dazzling divine light rushed away from his heavenly cover, poking out a big hole in the sky, and the thunder of eternity rumbled again.

His form has changed, his white hair has turned into blond hair, and it is dyed with golden light. His holy body is shining like gold, and a pair of dazzling golden eyes encompass the heavens.

This time, there are no more quasi-emperor soldiers to cheer him up. How much cultivation he has is how much combat power he has, a genuine deity.

A juvenile desolate holy body, on this piece of pure land in the western desert, to single out eight young emperors of the same level.