Chapter 749: The Heavenly Emperors of All Generations Go to This Battle Together

The life and death of the Pure Land is at stake, and the Emperor of Heaven joins in this battle.

The portraits floated outward one by one, and someone bumped into the Ghost Emperor, causing him to fall to the ground while he was kneeling.

Seeing more than thirty scrolls flying out of the secret room, even the Ghost Emperor was a little confused. The ghost fire was swaying.

"Huh? Did you really get rehabilitated?"

Sophomore in high school:......

Brother, you didn’t know this thing could be used...

Although she was also very surprised as to why this could happen, the principle behind it was difficult to explain.

She actually knew the method that Huang Zehua taught Guitian Emperor back then, and had even tried it more than once.

The problem is, she never succeeded.

I summoned my biological father several times before. Although he came, it was hard to tell whether it was with the Venerable or who...

From the perspective of a high school sophomore, she believes that the concept of He Zunzhen is bigger.

Because... the hair color dyed by Emperor Guitian in the portrait is impossible for his own father to have...

Emperor Guitian didn't know that Miitu was actually a bald man...

But why, what couldn't be accomplished in the second year of high school, was succeeded by Emperor Guitian?

The sophomore in high school doesn’t know the answer.

The Ghost Emperor was thoughtful.

This secret room was originally used to store the portraits of the emperors of the past dynasties.

Now that the portraits are all empty, what they do and how they do it is up to them, without the Ghost Emperor's command.

Ghost Emperor... there is one more thing to do.

"Sister, grind the ink and mix the colors."

Emperor Guitian rolled up his sleeves, stood in front of the table, and picked up the brush.

On the table, there are four blank scrolls.

Before this battle begins, there are still four scrolls of Heavenly Emperors that he wants to keep.

Because Emperor Guitian didn't know whether he could survive after this battle or whether he would have a chance to continue doing this.

In this case, it is better to draw everything that needs to be drawn now.

In the first painting, he directly drew a simple drawing of swaying will-o'-the-wisps.

【The First Emperor of the Pure Land】

【Ghost Emperor】

【Head of the Emperor of Heaven】

The portrait only occupied less than one-tenth of the scroll. Then, Emperor Guitian began to take out his seal and frantically stamped on the blank space.

Every year, he would carve a bunch of seals of the Emperor of Heaven's head, and it finally came in handy today!

The high school sophomore also stepped forward to help, and soon the whole scroll was filled with the seal of 'Head of the Emperor of Heaven'.

"Brother, the reverse side is also covered, and there are more than 400 chapters left. What should I do?"

Emperor Guitian waved his hand and said proudly,

"Give them Sangai!"

In fact, in every previous scroll, the Ghost Emperor would stamp a 'Head of the Heavenly Emperor' in an inconspicuous place, stating that this was the work of the Heavenly Emperor's Head.

As for...whether the person on the scroll is the head of the Emperor of Heaven, or whether the person who painted this picture is the head of the Emperor of Heaven, that's a matter of opinion~

Emperor Guitian thinks that it can be anything!

The Celestial Emperor has always been focused on the [bloody] combo skills. The Ghost Celestial Emperor, who has never seen the leader of the Celestial Emperor, often says, ‘The four of us are too strong! ’.

After painting himself, Emperor Guitian began to draw Emperor Kongtian, but only half of his face was painted. Not only that, Emperor Kongtian in this painting... was smiling.

The smiling Emperor Kongtian, I always feel like I have never seen him before in my second year of high school.

However, she was even more curious about another thing,

"Brother, why is Emperor Kong Tian's mouth crooked?"

"My hands are shaking..."

Emperor Guitian looked at Emperor Kong Tian who was smiling crookedly, and comforted himself,

"This is also part of the ultimate plan!"

After saying that, he stamped more than 400 seals on Emperor Kongtian with the title of the Emperor of Heaven.

Emperor Wu Tian and Emperor Calamity Tian can each leave a chapter.

In the portrait of Emperor Wu Tian, ​​Emperor Gui Tian drew a chair, and all he could see was a burly figure sitting on the chair. The oncoming pressure was suffocating.

After seeing the third painting, the sophomore finally knew what the problem was.

"Brother, these paintings don't even look like yours!"

Fortunately, the will-o'-the-wisp, Emperor Kongtian, and Emperor Wutian are all completely different from his own temperament. The person and the portrait are completely two entities.

Emperor Guitian explained,

"Sister, it's like this... Brother usually only draws photos of his body..."

Emperor Gui Tian made an exception this time and painted portraits of the four living emperors because he felt that he would probably have no chance to paint them again.

"It always feels unlucky to look too much like a living person."

"Besides, if one day this portrait gets circulated and falls into the hands of the enemy, they can't find them even if they look for someone based on the portrait!"

Emperor Guitian was very thoughtful.

As for the last Calamity Emperor...

Emperor Guitian simply didn't draw anything, just inscribed it, stamped it, and let it go.

Sophomore:? ? ?

"Brother, has the Calamity Emperor offended you?"

"As you say, who doesn't know that the chill is covering me!"

The sophomore in high school was even more puzzled, "Then why don't you draw?"

Emperor Guitian grinned,

"No matter what I draw, others will think it's fake... It's better to leave a blank and let people think that I was destroyed by Han Chan because my drawing was too real."

Sophomore year of high school: .....

"Okay, pack up, it's almost time to leave."

Emperor Guitian hung the four scrolls in the secret room and turned to leave.

Head-on, an incense burner suddenly fell down, hitting Emperor Guitian's head without any bias, bounced, and finally fell in front of the portrait of Emperor Calamity Heaven.

Ghost Emperor:? ? ?

With a look of surprise on his face, he rushed out of the secret room and sent a message to several other Heavenly Emperors.

"Something big happened!"

"The Calamity Emperor is dead!"

Sophomore in high school:......

Before leaving the secret room, the second year of high school looked back at the scroll of Emperor Disaster. She seemed to understand why she had tried so many times without success, but the reason why Emperor Guitian was able to succeed this time...

The past time is not far from the present.

Jiang Bai threw the incense burner. According to his calculation, the incense burner hit the Ghost Emperor and breathed out a bad breath for him.

Behind Jiang Bai, a light voice came out,

"Hanchan is petty, it's true."

The Mad Lord stood not far from Jiang Bai and said quietly,

"Did you teach Huang Zehua how to summon the souls of the dead?"

"It's a very clever method. Even a person who is out of his mind can respond. It seems to have surpassed the rules of the world."

"Because...this method is not about summoning dead souls at all!"

The Crazy Lord stands high enough, so he can see more things clearly.

"To leave a beacon in the present time, we need a messenger to send the beacon to the dead souls of the past. At the moment when their souls are still alive, send the beacon to their hands..."

"The result of their souls being shattered will not change. They can indeed participate in the battle, but the thirty-eight Heavenly Emperors... do not represent the thirty-eight Venerables, and they are not even comparable to the thirty-eight First Order Dao."

"And in order to accomplish this, you must send thirty-eight beacons back more than two hundred years in the past..."

The Mad Lord looked at Jiang Bai. During the time he had been hiding in the past, Jiang Bai's injuries had been suppressed and there were even signs of improvement.

But after this time, even the Mad Lord could clearly see the cracks on Jiang Bai's body.

To put it bluntly, the throne of trickery continued to sleep. Maybe Jiang Bai would be dead the moment he woke up.

"Hanchan, after paying such a high price, I only get this increase in combat power. Is it worth it?"

The Mad Lord mocked with a bit of sarcasm,

"Or do you think that by doing this, you will feel better when the Ghost Emperor dies?"

"It's like fulfilling a dying person's last wish..."

boom!

Before the Mad Lord could finish his words, a brick hit the back of his head, causing him to stumble and almost fall back from the past to reality.

And Jiang Bai in front of him dissipated little by little, becoming nothing more than an empty shell.

Behind him, Jiang Bai walked out holding a brick and said viciously,

"Don't ask about Pure Land matters."