Chapter 1801: Killing the Imperial Court

Guishence pinched Chaotian's neck and sneered: "You look somewhat similar to the ancestor of your imperial clan. It seems that you have great ambitions!"

As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force and broke Chaotian's neck.

A broken neck is nothing to creatures of their height.

Chaotian turned into black energy and dispersed, trying to avoid Guishence's hand.

Unfortunately, the next time he condensed his body, Gui Shence appeared again and still strangled his neck.

On the other side, Ji Di also broke free, but because of Gui Shence's intervention, he had to watch.

"Is he afraid of the ghosts and gods that Jiusu said?"

Ji Di frowned and thought to himself that because Fearful Jiusu regarded Gui Shen Ce as his biggest competitor, he often mentioned it to him and even analyzed various magical powers and shortcomings of Gui Shen Ce for him.

Even Gui Shence's preferences and emotions were explained to Emperor Ji.

The extremely powerful Chaotian was so unbearable in front of Guishen Ce that the Emperor became obsessed with Guishen Ce.

This person is very strong.

Worth the fight!

Ji Emperor's warlike heart comes from the depths of his soul. When he sees a strong person, he wants to challenge him.

But now it was the battle between Guishence and Chaotian, and he could only watch the battle.

at the same time.

In the distance, Emperor Su and Li Huahun were also attracted by Guishence.

"Guishen Ce? The top powerhouse on the eighth source plane?"

Li Huahun asked curiously. This was not the first time he met Guishence, but he had always been curious about Guishence's strength.

Emperor Su said calmly: "Well, there are only two people who can be his enemies."

"Who?" Li Huahun asked.

"The Lord of the Imperial Court and Fear of Nine Sus."

"Who is Fear Jiusu?"

"Ji Di's current master."

"how about you?"

"I can kill him."

"..."

Li Huahun didn't know what to say, and looked at Emperor Su with complicated eyes.

"You are really different from what you used to be." Li Huahun sighed. Only he could understand the emotion in his words.

Emperor Su smiled slightly and was noncommittal.

On the other side, Chaotian is caught in the entanglement of ghosts and gods.

Gui Shence was obviously teasing him, making Chaotian anxious and helpless.

"Get out of here, quickly!"

Fearing Jiusu's voice suddenly sounded in Ji Di's ears, his voice full of anxiety.

Ji Di frowned, but still obeyed and left.

After he left, Emperor Su also left with Li Huahun.

Guishence sensed something was wrong. At this moment, the starry sky where they were was filled with strange purple fire, sweeping towards them from all directions.

"Hahahaha! Guishence! You are dead!"

Chaotian laughed wildly, as if he had seen Guishence fall.

…

In the bustling street, Qin Jun and Pangu were in an inn. They were drinking while listening to the discussions of the surrounding diners.

This fairy island floats in the starry sky. Because it is located between the seven divine realms, it is protected by the seven realms. The people who come and go are all people with advanced cultivation, and their topics are all related to the pattern of the eighth source plane.

"Recently, the group from Heaven captured another divine domain!"

"Di Jiang is really strong, and Sun Wukong is too ambitious!"

"I think Bai Qi is even more powerful."

"Why do you think the Imperial Court has been tolerating them?"

"I don't know. It is said to be related to a powerful figure from Yuan Yao Sect."

Listening to their discussion, Qin Jun was not surprised.

During this time, he had heard a lot of news about Sun Wukong and other gods and demons.

These guys carry the banner of heaven and dominate the two realms.

According to calculations, 200 million years have passed since Qin Jun left the eighth source plane.

Qin Jun suddenly didn't dare to determine the proportion of time passing between the two source planes. Sometimes the eighth source plane was faster, and sometimes Hongmeng was faster.

strangeness.

I think it has something to do with the source realm.

Pangu is a dull gourd. As long as Qin Jun doesn't speak, he will usually not speak.

After drinking two pots of wine, Qin Jun took Pangu away.

He has no intention of going to find Sun Wukong and others for the time being. He wants to directly enter the Imperial Court and uproot the Imperial Court.

Now his cultivation level has reached the three realms of the Immortal Divine Sense Emperor, and Pangu has existed in the nine realms, which is enough to shake the imperial court.

In his guess, the cultivation level of the Lord of the Imperial Court should be comparable to that of Pangu, or perhaps surpass the cultivation level of the Nine Realms.

"Where should we go next? Looking for Dijiang and the others?"

Pangu asked curiously. He had looked down at the heaven and knew that the ancestral witches were his descendants, but Qin Jun refused to let him go down to the lower world, so he had been holding back.

Now that he heard that Di Jiang had also come to the eighth source plane, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't worry, they will come to us when we step into the Imperial Court."

Qin Jun waved his hand and said with a smile, he didn't know where the headquarters of the Imperial Court was, but he knew about the nearby Imperial Court branch.

The Imperial Court wanted to dominate the eighth source plane, and in order to control the subordinate divine realms, it established many branch rudders, each with a second-class emperor or a third-class emperor as the rudder leader.

As for the first-class emperors, it is naturally impossible for them to do such rough work. They are busy practicing all day long and have no intention of managing.

Pangu nodded, a look of hope on his majestic and wild face.

The two quickly flew out of the fairy island.

In less than half a day, they arrived at the nearest Imperial Court branch.

The fairy mist here is filled with the inner archipelago, which is like a fairyland. Countless auspicious beasts and birds are writhing in the fairy mist. The creatures passing by will cast their envious and awe-inspiring eyes and dare not set foot.

Pangu directly threw the sky-opening ax without the need for an order from Lord Qin.

Boom!

An axe split the fairy mist and the islands, the scene was extremely spectacular, and even the space was split into a black crack that was tens of billions of miles long.

"Who?"

A voice of anger came from the imperial court, and then a group of figures flew out.

There were nine great emperors, and the rest of the weak creatures had been shocked to death.

How many Chaos Demons did Pangu kill when he opened up the world?

So he would not feel guilty for accidentally killing innocent creatures.

Not only him, which strong man did not have blood on his hands?

The difference lies in how many people were killed.

But when the number can affect the overall situation, it will cause all living beings to attack.

"Deal with them, just leave one alive."

Qin Jun ordered, with Pangu here, he didn't need to do it at all.

Hearing this, Pangu's eyes condensed, and the eight great emperors were directly annihilated, leaving only one emperor unable to move in the void.

"This is... Immortal Divine Thought..."

The emperor's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with fear.

"Tell me, where is your Emperor's Lord?"

Qin Jun's voice floated over, frightening him.

Looking for the Emperor's Lord?

Whether he said it or not, it was a dead end.

If he said it, he would be irritated by the Emperor's Lord.

"The Emperor's Lord is..."

The emperor suddenly spoke, his scalp tingled, and cold sweat was as big as beans.

Because he couldn't control himself, he subconsciously looked at Qin Jun, feeling that Qin Jun's eyes were extremely strange, which made him feel dizzy.

It was the secret word of the formation!

This emperor was only an immortal innate, and he couldn't stand Qin Jun's secret word of the formation.

Under Qin Jun's control, he began to spit out the whereabouts of the Emperor's Lord.