Chapter 1916 16 Emperors

Chapter 1916 Sixteen Emperors

Immediately, the dark clouds gathered, like a dark curtain covering the sky, covering the vast starry sky, and the thunder and lightning ripped apart, like a snake, intertwined and outlined in the dark clouds.

Immediately, hundreds of millions of thunder and lightning descended, like a thunderous waterfall, pouring down from the nine days, gathering into a huge sea of ​​thunder.

Ye Chen opened the hegemony body, recovered the scars, and attacked Jiutian directly, one after another, the thunder of Lingtian was destroyed one after another.

Although he was seriously injured and suffered a backlash, this guy is still frighteningly frightening, and he hit it all the way.

Hundreds of millions of thunderbolts could not destroy his body, but instead of his holy body, the King Kong that he refined was not damaged, and it bloomed with brilliant golden light.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that there is something wrong with it." The old man Zhundi murmured while pinching his beard.

"Heroes see the same thing." Chi Yangzi said meaningfully, "In the past years, when I crossed the robbery, I didn't pull a few million yuan. This time he is the only one. I'm really not used to it."

It's also a pity that Marven Ye didn't hear it, otherwise, most of them will come over. If you think there are few people, I will make you happy.

"The Holy Body Tribulation, it is domineering." Ming Jue clicked his tongue and folded his hands, "80% is not so simple."

"Mostly it will lead to the laws of the emperor's way." Bai Zhi said, having been in the heavens for so long, he also heard some legends.

More than they think so, everyone present, especially the inheritance of the emperor, has inexplicable hopes in their hearts.

In the sound of the discussion, Ye Chen fell from the empty starry sky, and was chopped down by a pitch-black thunder.

His strength caused the anger of the sky, the thunder tribulation became stronger, and there were all kinds of thunder and lightning, which outlined a gorgeous picture.

Although the picture is gorgeous, it is also silent. Rao is Ye Chen, and the blood and bones are also flying across the sky, almost buried in the starry sky. The monks in the four directions trembled.

The sky was furious, and Ye Chen was also furious. The more he fought, the more ferocious he was, and he attacked all the way under the thunder of the sky.

His hatred for the heavens had reached its peak when he saw Ye Fan was punished by heaven. If it weren't for this ruthless heaven, his children would not have suffered terribly.

It was because of his hatred that his attacks became more and more mad, and he waved his fists desperately, regardless of the cost.

Under the calamity, he is tempering the holy body,

Every scar is a Dao mark, helping him transform and help him to Nirvana.

I don't know when, the thunder robbery in the sky has become much weaker, and the thunder is no longer as violent as before.

With the passage of time, the thunder also decreased, until it was annihilated in the starry sky, and there was no more thunder and lightning.

Looking at Ye Chen again, he stands in the starry sky like a monument. No force in the world can destroy it. His holy body is full of scars, and the wound is still haunted by lightning.

His suffocating and murderous aura, instead of being annihilated, became more and more intense, crushing the starry sky in turmoil.

The thunder and lightning disappeared, and everyone in the starry sky stood up straight, and a pair of eyes gathered sharp eyes.

They all know that the calamity is not over yet, or that the calamity of the ancient holy body has only really begun at this moment.

Sure enough, in the broken starry sky, besides Ye Chen, there was one more person, and there was a gathering of silent thunder and lightning.

It is a young man with a sturdy back, as tough as a mountain, overflowing with the power of the emperor, and the laws of the emperor are flying.

"Emperor Xianyu." Jiang Taixu's body trembled violently, his fairy eyes flickered, and his excited tone trembled.

That's right, that is the body of Emperor Xianyu's Emperor Dao. As a person from the immortal race, how could Jiang Taixu not recognize it.

The era of Emperor Xianyu's rule was the most prosperous period of the heavens. In that era, there was almost no war in the world.

In terms of seniority, Jiang Taixu is still higher than Emperor Xianyu, by how many generations, just because Jiang Taixu is a person from the prehistoric era, and Emperor Xianyu is in ancient times.

However, that is a great emperor, a supreme existence, shoulder to shoulder with the avenue, and even he can't hide his awe.

"The second one has manifested." The old man Zhundi said, attracting everyone's attention to the east.

Another silent thunder and lightning, under the attention of all the people, gathered the prototype of a person, but could not see the honor.

It is worthy of affirmation that the person who manifested this time was a woman, with red hair like blue waves, graceful and graceful in appearance, like a dream, like a fantasy, not disturbing the world, like a goddess of exile.

"Red Lotus." This time, Mo Yuan was excited, tears in his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't cry.

A word of red lotus, everyone present understood.

That is the Red Lotus Empress, the supreme beauty of the Devil Swallowing Heaven.

She is also the first female emperor in the history of the heavens.

Eternal time ago, when the Devil Swallowing Heaven died, the Red Lotus Empress was furious, sacrificed the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and burned the gods of the Eight Wildernesses.

Mo Yuan was already in tears. He might not have expected that the reunion of the Eternal Empress would be in this form. He was still Mo Yuan, but she was not the Red Lotus Empress.

One miss is eternity. On the other side of the galaxy, it is rare to see his red lotus again, revealing the beauty of the world.

"The third one is also a female emperor?" When Mo Yuan was in pain, Master Jiuxiao was surprised, and his expression was a little strange.

That's right, the body of the third emperor is still an empress. The goddess is not weak, and the red lotus empress does not provoke the world's fine dust. The peerless face dims the world's youth.

"The Empress of Yaochi." Fairy Mother Yaochi was so excited, how could she not know the Empress of Yaochi, that is the ancestor of Yaochi.

The Empress of Yaochi, the last great emperor in the ancient times.

It was precisely because of her death that the heavens fell into a great scuffle, and the Holy Body War... It came into being from that period, stopped the chaos of the heavens, but also buried the ancient holy body.

"Sister." Chen Yi's eyes were full of tears, staring at Empress Yaochi with a hazy expression.

At this moment, an ancient memory that had been sealed for a long time flooded into his divine sea: when he was young, he and his sister depended on each other for life.

"The next one, shouldn't it be Emperor Xuanyuan!" Emperor Xuanwu stared at the other side, and the fourth one manifested.

It was also a young man with an ordinary face.

It looks very ordinary, with ancient vicissitudes, and even the laws of the emperor's way seem to be looming.

"Imperial Father." Wu Qing, who was taciturn, burst into tears. The fourth one was his father, Emperor Xuanyuan.

Emperor Xuanyuan, one hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang, the most powerful emperor recognized in the world, his legends are all myths.

"Royal father." Tian Shuo also cried, staring at the west with tears in his eyes, and the fifth emperor's Taoist body manifested.

Still a young man, with eyes like stars, black hair like waterfalls, like an ancient monument, standing between heaven and earth.

Since he was Tianshuo's father, he was Emperor Xuangu.

Hearing this emperor's name, everyone's mood was sad, and they gave a big gift to the western starry sky.

The Great Emperor Xuangu, once alone, was blocked in front of the All-Heaven Gate for 800 years. He was the only one among the hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang. The Great Emperor who died in battle was immortal in the world.

A great emperor is like this, worthy of worship in future generations.

It can be said that if there is no Great Emperor Xuangu, there will be no heavens in future generations. It is that Great Emperor who has exhausted his origins, fought the last drop of Emperor's blood, and protected the common people.

Today, the Xinghai surrounding Xuanhuang is the guardian of Xuangu the Great Emperor, gathered for the common people before his death.

"Imperial Father." Xiaolu's eyes were equally moist, and the sixth emperor's body of Taoism had also condensed.

Emperor Yan, among the hundred and thirty emperors in Xuanhuang, the one with the longest lifespan, once lived a second life against the sky.

In just a moment, the seventh emperor Dao Dharma also appeared.

He was still a young man, wearing a Taoist robe, with enough gossip engraved on his back, the whole person was blurred, and he could not see the honor, or in other words, it was covered by some kind of power.

"This is the emperor." Everyone looked at each other, then looked at the older generation, expecting to give an answer.

"Emperor." Just as everyone was looking for an answer, a wailing and wolf howling resounded through the starry sky.

The one who cried was none other than the King of Humans.

Okay! When he cried, everyone stopped asking.

Obviously, the seventh emperor's law is the emperor, the second emperor among the hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang.

Second only to Emperor Pangu, he was an absolute ashes-level emperor.

Everyone sighed, and it was no wonder that they couldn't see the true face. The emperor was the ancestor of Zhou Tian's evolution. If he covered it up, unless he was a great emperor, no one could see it clearly.

In addition to the human king, there is another person crying, coming from the distant starry sky, like a mourning, the howl is earth-shattering.

It was an old man, a bearded man, and most of the people present didn't know it, but Ye Chen did.

That is Yan Laodao, the emperor... is his old family.

This wolf howl was not settled, and another wolf howl started again.

This time, it came from Kui Niu, not only Kui Niu, but also Kui Niu Emperor, all staring at the body of the eighth Emperor Dao Law.

The body of the Emperor Dao Dharma was obviously a circle larger than that of a normal person, with bare arms, thunder lingering all over his body, carrying a battle axe, his body was heavy, and the starry sky trembled.

He is the Great Emperor of the Kui Niu Clan, known by the world as the Great Emperor Kui Niu.

"Is there any emperor?" The nine great generals, Jiujianxian, and the sword gods of the heavens were all tense, staring at the starry sky.

There are eight emperors in a row, and there are emperors in the back.

What she hopes most is Di Xuan. No one is more nervous than her. Nine thousand years later, she also misses her brother.

It's just that they were disappointed. The ninth emperor's Taoist body manifested, but it was not an emperor, but a dragon, a blue dragon, entrenched, bigger than a giant mountain.

"Great Emperor Canglong." The Canglong Emperor and the Canglong clansmen wept with joy, and at the moment when the Great Emperor Canglong's law body manifested, they knelt on the ground and wept.

A group of people crying, there are also the ancient emperor, the spirit emperor, the witch emperor, and the barbarian emperor. The emperors of their families also manifested one after another, and they manifested together.

The emperor of the Wu clan, the emperor of the ancient clan, the emperor of the spirit clan, and the great emperor of the barbarian clan were like four great mountains, standing on the ground.

After the four emperors, two more were manifested in no particular order, one was a blue dragon and the other was a vermilion bird, standing side by side.

Needless to say, it was the Qinglong Emperor and the Vermillion Bird Emperor.

Both the Qinglong Emperor and the Vermillion Bird Emperor were trembling, and their hopes were not disappointed in the end. It was a great honor to see the body of the ancestors of the Great Emperor.

"The fifteen emperors of Taoism have passed away, I don't know if there are any more." The monks from the four directions stared at the starry sky.

The starry sky, if it lived up to the expectations, was torn apart by thunder and gathered into a single figure under the attention of everyone.

His manifestation made Ye Chen's brows wrinkle violently, not only he was wrinkling, but everyone's brows were wrinkling.