Chapter 220 Qin Feng: There Is Something Dirty!
"After all this time, it turns out to be a silver-plated spear head."
"In the final analysis, it's still me who has to take action!"
"I've been watching this drama for a long time, it's quite exhausting!"
In the Sutra Library, Qin Feng spread his hands, somewhat helpless.
For the Starry Sky Emperor who dominated the starry sky during his lifetime, he inexplicably felt a little rubbish.
"Drop!"
However, at this moment, it was as if a drop of water fell into a pond out of thin air, causing the calm pond to ripple in an instant.
At the same time, the light on the Star Palace Secret Realm shattered.
The terrifying power hit the body of the Star Palace Secret Realm.
And then there was nothing else!
Eternal Clan: "."
Soul Clan: "."
Saint Clan: "."
God Clan: "."
A silent atmosphere enveloped the hearts of the powerful people of all races, with a special sorrow and hatred, and silence was better than words at this time.
Not to mention the top ten clans, even the other clans had never expected this to happen.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"
The Holy Spirit's eyes were full of disbelief, and his face was even more ferocious.
He had imagined that facing the combined power of the Ten Emperors, the Xinggong Secret Realm would be suppressed, would resist vigorously, or even would escape, they had a backup plan.
However, among all the scenes he imagined, the only one that appeared in front of him was something he had never thought of.
This scene not only silenced the clans, but also made everyone in the Jiuxiao Holy Land unable to react.
"This emperor's majesty is so powerful."
"It turns out that the sound is loud, but the raindrops are small!"
Xiao Zhang blinked, scratched his head in confusion, and spoke with emotion.
"A little bit indeed!"
Yuan Hua, who was standing by, also felt that it was a bit too much. It was so awesome before, and the atmosphere was so awesome. It was just short of dying together with Jiuxiao Holy Land.
Do you think he will die at this moment?
Yuan Hua suddenly felt that he seemed to have lost his mind. Why should he think about it? Who wants to die when they can live?
"Boss, what should we do?"
The enchanting woman looked at the somewhat crazy Holy Spirit, ignored him, and looked at another young man.
The young man had a cold temperament, white face and no beard, and he had not said a word before.
Hearing the woman's words, the young man's eyes turned slightly and looked at the woman. The pure white eyes without pupils made the woman tremble, and she lowered her head quickly.
"Just wait and see."
"Things are getting more and more interesting!"
"It seems that the other guys can't sit still either!"
"Xingkong. What are you hiding? What are you expecting?"
"You should know that you can't live a second life!"
"It's better to let your power help us and complete your unfinished business for you."
Seeing the state of the young man, the other saints all shook their bodies and looked at the woman.
The woman gave them a look, and the latter all understood and didn't dare to look at the young man again.
For a while, the atmosphere became extremely depressing.
Boom!
At this moment, Zhongzhou was filled with shocking momentum again.
But a strong man from the God Clan took action again.
Next to Shen Wuji, stood a strong man from the God Clan, with a burly figure and a crystal luster all over his body.
"Shen Wuji, you have disappointed me!"
"We are not doing a good job, please punish us, the emperor!"
Shen Wuji and others trembled, and cold sweat ran down their bodies.
They didn't want to do this, but they used up their imperial power.
You know, the Star Palace Secret Realm has buried living emperors, so these emperors from the Ten Thousand Races will not appear in the Xuanhuang Realm unless necessary.
But the weight of the Star Palace Secret Realm is extremely high, so the emperors of the Ten Thousand Races will naturally try every means to get the Star Palace Secret Realm.
For example, the current emperor of the God Clan, with a wisp of divine consciousness, crossed the endless starry sky and descended on the body of the God Clan.
The advantage is that the strength exerted is stronger than the imperial power.
The disadvantage is that there must be a strong enough pseudo-emperor to carry his divine consciousness.
Moreover, after this wisp of divine consciousness leaves the body, this strong man is almost useless.
Therefore, this method is not something that the pseudo-emperors of the Ten Thousand Races want to use unless it is the most important time.
After all, no one knows who the emperor's divine consciousness will descend on.
For example, the divine consciousness of the emperor of the Holy Clan descended on the strongest pseudo-emperor of the Holy Clan this time.
However, the divine consciousness of the God Clan Emperor did not descend upon Shen Wuji, but upon an eighth-level Transcendent Pseudo-Emperor.
This also made Shen Wuji and other God Clan strongmen break out in cold sweats as if they had escaped death.
Facing the divine consciousness of the God Clan Emperor, Shen Ji tried to reduce her presence as much as possible, but in the next moment, she suddenly felt a gaze falling on her.
At that moment, she even felt as if she was burned by a raging fire, burning and scorching.
She knew that it was the gaze of the God Clan Emperor.
This gaze was not a warning, because her level was not worthy of it.
It was just a cold glance.
However, even so, she was almost unable to bear it.
Qin Feng, on his side, saw that the strong men of the Ten Thousand Clans had made trouble again, and he also learned his lesson and did not take action immediately, but quietly watched how the Star Palace Secret Realm dealt with it.
His perception of the Starry Sky Emperor has changed now. After all, he was also a top strong man who was awe-inspiring in the starry sky when he was alive. After all, he must have a lot of tricks after his death.
Just talking about the dozen fallen emperors, isn't that a true portrayal?
What's more, among these strong men now, there is no emperor himself, but only the emperor's power.
"What on earth does this old guy want to do?"
Qin Feng was confused, but it didn't stop him from eating melons.
This round of attacks was more fierce and unexpected than before.
The Xuanhuang Realm was changing rapidly. The Emperor's divine consciousness descended, suppressing the void, and even the power of the Great Dao was retreating.
After all, the Emperor himself completely controlled at least one Great Dao.
The ones who attacked were all Emperors from powerful tribes like the God Clan. For a moment, it can be said that the Xinggong Secret Realm had been closed off by this attack.
When the overwhelming divine light slashed directly at the Xinggong Secret Realm, a deafening sound resounded through the sky.
Then a dangerous wave spread out from the Xinggong Secret Realm, causing all the powerful people of all races to change their expressions.
"Not good!"
"Damn it!"
"Xingkong, this old guy, I *n't!"
All the Emperors who took action suddenly changed their expressions, and then a wisp of divine consciousness collapsed instantly, and the powerful person they descended on turned into dust without a word, and dissipated in front of the powerful people of all races.
"I am also very conflicted!"
"After all, the master lost the bet that year! And he gave me a death order, not to repeat the same mistake again."
"But, like master, like servant!"
"Although the master's orders cannot be disobeyed, everything I do is to inherit the master's last wish!"
"These damn guys really think that the master's arrangement that year was just talk."
"Not to mention their divine consciousness, even if the existence of the same level as the master descends, they will not die but will lose a layer of skin!"
"Forget it!"
"Let's bet!"
"The master once said that if you try, a bicycle will turn into a motorcycle!"
"This is what the master said, not that I don't listen to the master!"
After killing seven emperors' divine consciousnesses in a row, the originally peaceful Xinggong Secret Realm suddenly became a little unstable.
Then, Qin Feng in the Sutra Library felt a chill all over his body, as if something dirty seemed to be staring at him. (End of this chapter)