Chapter 2181 Emperor Dao 32

Chapter 2181 Emperor Road Thirty-two

In the rumbling sound, the thunder tribulation of the world became more and more violent, and the silent thunder and lightning, the starry sky was riddled with holes, and it was difficult to heal for a long time, and the blood mist flew, covering the eyes of the world.

For the first time, Ye Chen settled down, and stopped chasing down Honghuang with his life.

In the final analysis, this is his divine punishment, and the heavenly tribulation has increased sharply. If it is him, he has to be cautious about it. The heavenly tribulation of the great saint has destructive power, and it is possible to die at any time.

Seeing that Ye Chen was no longer chasing, the talents of the prehistoric stopped, from the emperor to the sage, all of them were in a state of embarrassment.

Shame, shameful disgrace.

Honghuang's roars and roars shook Jiuxiao, his eyes were scarlet and blood was spurting, his face was as ferocious as a demon, and fifty million people were chased and beaten by one person.

Ye Chen didn't chase after them, and they didn't leave either, so they were stuck in the starry sky in all directions, only to wait for the catastrophe to dissipate, and then work together to kill Ye Chen.

boom! Boom!

Ye Chen's calamity was even more fierce. The sea of ​​​​thunders formed by thunder and lightning expanded by more than two times.

Ye Chen said nothing, his eyes were full of chills, he tore apart the sea of ​​thunder, rushed up against the sky, sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron, and let him accept the baptism of the calamity. His birth weapon also needs Nirvana.

His move almost frightened Yang Xuan to pee, "You take it easy."

Ye Chen didn't answer, bathed in thunder, and hit all the way up, one after another of thunder and lightning, was smashed by one after another, hundreds of millions of thunders, it was difficult to destroy his body, but his holy body was tempered and shone with golden light.

The cultivators from the four directions were shocked, if they were, most of them would have been buried.

boom!

With a rumbling, a pitch-black thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, splitting Ye Chen into nothingness.

This black thunder, the extraordinary thunder and lightning, the overbearing desolate holy body, also burst.

"You can't kill me." Ye Chen's roar was still the same sentence, he stabilized his body, and attacked against the sky again. He was like a god of war. , God's will is just a decoration, and it is difficult to destroy him as an ant.

He has given up his life,

Regardless of scars or consumption, every pore on the body is spitting out the blood of the holy body, burning into a raging flame, and the holy body of the twilight is trapped. He turned against the sky.

Boo!

In the middle of nowhere, there seemed to be such a voice, which came from his eyes. It was the eyes of six reincarnations. It had been self-proclaimed for one hundred and seventy years, and finally, under the calamity, the curse was wiped out.

God's punishment, a terrible doom, is also a creation against the sky, tempered in the thunder, transformed in the catastrophe, it will be a whetstone, and a piece of rusty iron, Ye Chen, will be polished into an unparalleled sword. , This is the precipitation of Dao, every lightning is Dao mark.

It was ethereal and nothingness again, and the tenth emperor of the Great Chu came to a strong attack. With one punch, he merged magical powers, blessed Taoism, blasted through the chaotic cloud and mist, and stepped on it into historical dust with one kick.

At this point, the raging thunder and lightning turned invisible.

At this point, he only fell, perhaps because his body was too heavy, and the starry sky he stepped on collapsed.

The domineering desolate holy body is also dripping with blood and bones, almost disabled, and it can't stand still. Every blood gully on the holy body is still haunted by lightning, which dissolves his essence.

The starry sky is quiet, and everyone is looking at him. Although he is small as an ant, he is more dazzling than the blazing sun. Looking at him is like looking at a great saint, a rising emperor.

"The calamity is over, kill." Thousands of Ning Ji was finally shattered by a roar, or Qiongqi Zhundi, gnashing his teeth and looking fierce, could not stop his murderous intentions.

"Wait a minute." A poor sage shot and stopped him, "The calamity is not over yet."

The words made Qianqi Zhundi's body tremble, as if he had thought of something, and he dared not act rashly.

It's not just him, the other prehistoric clans are the same. After paying a little tuition, all clans have seen blood, and they have become smart. The thunder tribulation is over, but the calamity is not over yet.

At this moment, the people from all the heavens opened their eyes and stared at the starry sky without squinting. If it was not bad, the next manifestation should be the body of the emperor, which seems to have become a routine. Ye Chen's previous tribulations were all like this, and most of them are the same this time.

"It won't really come to thirty-two emperors!" Too many people whispered, their voices trembling.

"There are four saints in the robbery, eight quasi-sage kings, and sixteen saints in the robbery. According to the multiplication calculation, there should be thirty-two great saints." The elders of the heavens, stroked their beards.

"Thirty-two emperors, will there be emperors?" Tian Jiu, the fifth god general, murmured.

Not only him, but all the inheritances of the Emperor Dao have hopes and hope to see their ancestors.

Looking at Ye Chen again, he stood quietly, the holy way returned to the sky at a high speed, recovering the scars of the catastrophe, his suffocation and murderous aura, instead of being annihilated, became more and more intense, and the crushed starry sky was turbulent. Most clearly, the real catastrophe has just begun.

Under everyone's attention, someone in the Eastern Starry Sky has manifested, and the celestial light is trapped in the twilight. It is impossible to see its true face, but its back is majestic, like a monument to the world. There is only one figure, as if standing on the river of time.

This is the first emperor, but the people who are looking at it frown and can't recognize which emperor it is. It is only because the years are too long, and it is necessary to see the honor of the emperor to identify it. Unfortunately, they can't see it clearly.

"Imperial Father." Mu Yang choked, tears welling up in his eyes, although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but from the back of the emperor, it was enough to recognize that it was already engraved in his soul.

All the heavens and people understood his call.

Obviously, it was Emperor Zhutian, the first emperor of the ancient times, who shook the ancients to the present.

"The second emperor has manifested." I don't know who, reminded.

At the moment, everyone's eyes are looking to the west, and there are figures intertwined.

It was a young man, with immortal light lingering throughout his body, and the laws of the emperor's way flying.

On the top of his head, there is a treasure seal hanging, more precisely, an emperor seal: the seal of the emperor.

"Imperial Father." Li Fengqiu cried, with tears streaming down his face, how could he not recognize who it was? In ancient memory, it was his father who personally sealed him. Still alive, in this way, goodbye to his loved ones.

At this moment, there is no need to ask any more to know who the second one is, the Emperor Tianque.

Legend has it that the body of Emperor Tianque is a stone that descended from the sky.

Three thousand life and death are a world, only wishing to fill the sky with empty hands, he is also an amazing emperor.

At this moment, the southern sky trembled, and the third figure appeared at the right moment.

Still a young man in a green shirt, standing leisurely, at first glance, do you think he is a mortal? His Taoism is intangible, his eyes are indifferent, but he is full of heaven and earth, has endless Taoism, and is evolving on its own.

"Father." Feng Yu smiled and recognized his father at a glance.

"Is that the Qing Emperor?" The world murmured softly, looking in a trance. The Qing Emperor in his youth was really like a man in mythology.

There are only three breaths before and after, the northern starry sky and the fourth emperor are also intertwined with human figures.

At first glance, he is like a fairy, standing lightly, far away from people's eyes, his figure seems real and illusory, and the wisps of the emperor, the gods, all seem to explain the Tao, listen carefully, you can also hear the Daotian. Sound, but everyone who hears it has an empty state of mind.

"Emperor Wuji." An old man in the dark sky suddenly choked with tears. Leaning on crutches, he knelt down tremblingly, "Last General Zhou Cang, I have seen the Great Emperor."

This kneeling, the world showed a look of awe towards him, it is not difficult to hear that this old Zhundi must be a person who followed Emperor Wuji back then. He used to conquer the world with the emperor. Goodbye to the old emperor, why not kneel.

There was also Ziyu, who was his father and emperor. Back then, when he was sealed, Emperor Wuji was too late, and it was not long before he knew his fate, so he sealed him in advance.

While speaking, the fifth emperor descended.

This time, it is a vague figure, not seeing its honor, only seeing its side, many mysterious visions are intertwined, the laws of the emperor's way are vertical and horizontal, wisps and strands, all crushing the eternal blue sky, his way, illusory, in the In the extreme evolution, it is above the avenue.

"Royal Father." Jiu Liu choked up, her eyes were full of tears, she had recognized the figure, the blood was connected, and it was extremely kind, even if it was only a body of law, it was also from his father.

"Is that Emperor Yukong?"

"Emperor Yukong is called the Emperor Father, so it must be the Great Emperor Yukong." The elders in the heavens said that they had taken out the memory spar and imprinted the emperor's deity. However, the image of the imprint is invisible. For this reason, even though it has fallen for eternity, it still leaves no traces.

"The sixth emperor has come out." Someone reminded, attracting attention again.

The sixth figure, who can see its true form, has an ordinary face, standing in the starry sky, the purple clothes are fluttering, the expression is neither happy nor sad, his laws are not weaker than the other five emperors, the Tao is intertwined with the sound of heaven, extremely The Dao Emperor is so powerful that he is also suppressing the immortal vault of the ancients.

As soon as this emperor came out, too many people's eyes turned to the emperor Yang Feng, who looked too similar.

Needless to say, the sixth emperor is the Nether Emperor, the emperor in the middle of the ancient times.

Yang Feng's eyes flickered, and he silently called out to the emperor, the years were wasted, how many years have not been seen, and how many vicissitudes have passed by, finally seeing the father and emperor, and reappearing in the world.

"Is this a family recognition meeting?" Ding Zhong, Yang Xuan coughed dryly.

"Why isn't my father the Great Emperor?" Tang San Shao muttered, everyone who heard it had a lot of meaning, you little black fat man, you are not too small! Want to be a prince again?

Outside, Ye Chen was still silent, glanced at the six emperors, and then looked elsewhere.

When he saw it, it was incredible. The three figures appeared together, like a demon king, like a demon, like a god, three people standing side by side, like three majestic mountains, standing in the vast starry sky, the extreme power of the emperor spread, The laws of Emperor Dao danced around, sketching out a mysterious picture.

"Devil Emperor? Demon Emperor? God Emperor?" Someone said in surprise.

"Really, the great emperor of the Demon Race, the Great Emperor of the Monster Race, and the Great Emperor of the God Race."

"Unfortunately, their heritage is gone."

"I don't know, if these three emperors were wise, what kind of expressions would they have?" Someone sighed and glanced at the Moon Emperor and Donghuang Taixin. When the Great Chu returned and angered the four clans, among them, With the inheritance of these three emperors, the whole family was directly destroyed.

"Nine emperors." Most of the people in the world are looking around, looking forward to the tenth emperor, especially the inheritance of the emperor, including the Honghuang clan, also quite hopeful, looking forward to seeing the ancestors.

Under the watchful eyes of all the people, the starry sky shook.

After that, the twenty-three emperors and immortals manifested one after another, and one after another took the shape of a human. The image is portrayed, and there is also the sound of the avenues resounding. With this starry sky as the center, it expands infinitely to the eight wastes of the universe, making people tremble.

"My God! Twenty-three Great Emperors of the Great Desolation?" All the celestial beings exclaimed.

This time, the prehistoric race is excited. Twenty-three prehistoric races are collectively prostrate in the starry sky, each kneeling to their own emperor. The emperor's law is the body, and it represents the emperor.

"Now, there are thirty-two emperors." The eyes of all the heavens and people were focused on Ye Chen.

"The sixteen emperors are almost buried, and the thirty-two emperors are besieged, can they withstand it?"

"He is Ye Chen, and he will win." Ren Xiu's eyes were extremely firm, and he firmly believed that the Holy Body was in the same vein and could defy the sky again. His journey was all legends and created too many myths.