Chapter 1952 The Emperor Arrives

The dark storm began to sweep fearlessly, and the will and devil blood of the dark mystics were also completely ignited.

When Chi Wuyao appeared this time, she knew from the beginning that she had no chance of successfully persuading them.

What she wanted was to be with them.

The devil light flashed around Chi Wuyao, and the nine witches had surrounded her, like nine dark abyss stars, embellishing the dark sky of the beginning.

"Mo Beichen, it seems that the blood on your hands is far from enough for you to reorganize the God Realm. And we are just a small microcosm of the will to resist in this world."

"When the so-called Abyss Emperor arrives in the future, he may see a world of gunpowder with blood stains still wet. By then, I wonder what the kind and compassionate Abyss Emperor you mentioned will look like?"

"Haha, hahahaha."

Mo Beichen laughed, and this time he really laughed out loud.

It was just a simple laugh, but it made countless people's hearts tremble wildly, and their arms involuntarily covered their ears.

"What a wonderful monkey show." Mo Beichen half-raised his hands, as if he couldn't help but applaud: "This ceremony would be really boring without you."

He turned around slowly and released the breath of the Abyss Knight.

The simplest action, the most casual release of power, is a terrifying disaster for this world.

In an instant, the sky and the earth sank heavily, and the oppressive space began to tremble slightly.

The whole world made a faint cry.

The trembling world seemed to have overturned on his body in advance, and the blood flow and breathing of everyone present were instantly blocked.

It was a terrible oppression that could easily shatter the beliefs of people in the world, making every cell and every bit of strength of the gods seem to be suppressed by the mountains.

Some knelt on the spot and trembled on the ground.

The blazing dark storm was easily destroyed, and the dark body also showed varying degrees of stiffness.

But the devil flame in their eyes was not destroyed at all.

Chi Wuyao stood proudly in the air. Even though the pressure on her body was like the sky, she refused to lower it even a little. Instead, she raised her lips slightly, revealing a smile that was half surprised and half mocking: "Mo Beichen, you are not... going to do it yourself, are you?"

Mo Beichen: "..."

"As a self-proclaimed noble Abyss Knight, you have a group of loyal dogs under you. Now facing us, the "lowly world" people who are not worthy of your attention from the lower plane, you want to do it yourself?"

"Are you the master, or are they the masters?"

The voice of the Queen of Demons was soft and lingering, like crying and complaining, but it was also piercing and piercing: "Mo Beichen, don't you want to become the first pioneer and the biggest laughing stock among the Abyss Knights at the same time?"

As an Abyss Knight, all the spirits in this world are like ants to him. No matter what words he said, it is impossible to stir up the waves of his knight's soul.

The will of the Northern Territory that moved the three realms just now was just a joke in his eyes.

But at this moment, his aura was obviously stagnant.

The glory of the Abyss Knights is the key point that all Abyss Knights cannot touch.

There are 7,000 people who choose to surrender below, and there are less than 1,000 people who disobey.

The 7,000 people who surrendered under his feet have to condescend to fight against a group of mere God Lords and God Sovereigns... In the future, when the Abyss descends, this matter will be exaggerated, and it will indeed tarnish the glory, and may even become a laughing stock.

There are intrigues among the Abyss Knights.

Mo Beichen's cold eyes slanted towards Chi Wuyao. He knew the other party's purpose very well, but... his aura suddenly restrained at this moment.

"You are right." He said lightly: "How can the dirty demon blood taint my hands."

Even if it is exactly what the other party wants, even if the consequence is that a large number of these people who kneel down are killed or injured... But even if tens of millions of people in this world die, how can it be as important as his knight's glory.

Qi Tianli was stunned for a moment, and then his facial features tightened violently.

The faces of the profound practitioners in the East, South, and West regions all changed drastically.

The Demon Queen was obviously ready to die.

But before she died... she was clearly going to drag them to be buried with her!

The Demon Queen who had ruled them for years suddenly became their enemy. The terrible memories of her suddenly awakened like countless demonic marks deeply engraved in their souls.

And on the other side, there was more than just one Demon Queen.

The peak of the profound way in the world, the Snow Song Emperor Mu Xuanyin, who was below the Cloud Emperor and above all spirits.

At the age of half a century, Tianlang Caizhi killed the six guardians of the universe with one sword.

Qianye Ying'er, who carried the blood of the Heaven Robbery Demon and commanded the Brahma Emperor God Realm, could make the Brahma Kings turn against him at any time...

And those dark profound practitioners who had put themselves in danger!

When the Northern Territory invaded, how terrible these dark profound practitioners who were not afraid of death were. They all shuddered when they recalled it now.

Moreover, the three divine domains have not yet had time to express their wills... Maybe not all of them have chosen to surrender.

For example, the Brahma Emperor and Liu Guang in the East Domain... For example, the Ten Directions Canglan Realm in the South Domain...

And in the North Domain, the pupils of the dark mystics suddenly shot out bloody and murderous light.

Buried with... At this moment, what a wonderful word!

What will infect the end of the Cloud Emperor era will not only be their demon blood, but also more... The remains of the traitors!

Qi Tianli turned around in panic: "Your Excellency... Your Excellency..."

As soon as he spoke, his voice trembled violently, and it can be imagined how panicked he was.

But before he could finish his words, a gloomy gaze shot down and sealed his voice in his throat.

"Do you want to tell me that you are just a bunch of courageless and useless trash?"

The fearful posture that Qitianli showed on his body at this moment made Mo Beichen extremely contemptuous, and almost all of his recognition for him was gone.

Qitianli suddenly started sweating profusely, and said in a panic: "No... no, I have absolutely no such thoughts. It's just... it's just..."

No matter how terrifying the Demon Queen was, she was ultimately no more terrifying than Mo Beichen.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, tried his best to clear his five senses, and quickly made a decision: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, since we are willing to return to the abyss, we should do our best for the abyss."

"How can these rebellious people be worthy of His Majesty taking action? We will use our lives and the blood of the rebels to offer the Venerable a blood contract of allegiance to the abyss!"

After finishing his words, Qitianli stepped back and stood up, then his figure swayed and appeared in front of Chi Wuyao.

Except for Yun Che, no one in the God Realm dared to really look directly into Chi Wuyao's magic eyes.

At this moment, Qitianli had to bite the bullet and face Chi Wuyao. His face was solemn, but his eyes were obviously wandering.

"Queen of the Devil," even though he was trying his best to control it, Qitianli's voice was still full of deep sorrow: "We have to do it to survive. If it is not forced, no one in this world is willing to be your enemy. "

Chi Wuyao raised her head and gazed deeply at the oppressive and pure sky.

Because starting from the next moment, it will be reflected in the tragic color of blood... until the end of this life.

"Kneeling down to survive is naturally guiltless."

Chi Wuyao raised her arm slightly, and the magic silk danced around her body, leaving a series of magic marks in the void: "But betrayal... How can I allow you to find a home?"

The Queen's angry voice was so powerful that even Qitianli felt a burning pain in his soul.

The aura of the Taichu Divine Realm was completely disrupted. At this point, the profound practitioners of the Three Divine Realms, even though they were extremely sad, had to bite the bullet and prepare for a fierce battle that was destined to be extremely tragic.

But Mo Beichen, the source of all this disaster, was looking down from a high place, as if he was enjoying a wonderful show.

A tiger plays with a group of rats, nothing more than that.

"Poyun, you don't need to take action." A voice from Mo Beichen's soul came to Huo Poyun: "Join me, enjoy this game that belongs to the weak."

"If you don't want to experience such a sad fate, don't stay in the world of the weak for too long."

A few simple words and an instructive gesture also showed how much he valued Huo Poyun.

"Yes." Huo Poyun responded simply.

The released Nirvana Demon Soul turned Chi Wuyao's eyes into an endless demon abyss that seemed to be able to devour everything. The demon light on the demon silk was as rich as running thunder and lightning.

She alone brought extremely heavy magical pressure to the God Lords of the Three Realms.

Her aura affects the energy of all the dark practitioners. When the magic silk is struck down, it is the moment when the blood curtain opens.

At this moment, the dark magic silk that was about to be shot suddenly stopped there, accompanied by the violent trembling of Chi Wuyao's magic pupils.

Mo Beichen also half-closed his eyes at this moment.

Mu Xuanyin, Qianye Ying'er, and Caizhi's auras that were about to explode all stopped.

Qitianli, Cang Shitian, Huo Poyun... all changed their expressions, and their gazes seemed to be pulled by a completely consistent force, towards the distant east.

Time seemed to freeze strangely at this moment.

Because, that person who suddenly appeared in the divine realm of Taichu...

It is clearly the aura of Emperor Yun!

"Devil... Lord?"

Yan Wu, Fen Daoqi and others were stunned, looking to the east in confusion.

The appearance of this aura did not make them feel excited or excited at all, only the panic that quickly amplified.

For them who are not afraid of death, there is no bigger surprise than this... or bad news.

"..." Chi Wuyao's demonic eyes turned around and sighed quietly.

Hiss~~

A crimson light flashed and there was a slight cry.

Two figures standing side by side have appeared beside Chi Wuyao.

Yun Che, Shui Meiyin.

Yun Che was dressed in plain clothes, with long hair disheveled, no scars on his body, and no waves in his eyes. The Nanming Divine Bead was floating quietly in the palm of his hand, and the eighteen Nanming Divine Sources were flowing quietly in it.

Shui Meiyin clung to his side. The divine light of the Qiankun Thorn in her hand was extremely weak, but it still flickered persistently to cope with any changes that might occur at any time.

"The Demon Lord..."

"Demon Lord!"

"Yun... Che?"

"Yun...Emperor..."

Various chaotic shouts rang out, and everyone's eyes were aroused in different ways.

Only sixteen days had passed since Mo Beichen entered this world.

Seeing Yun Che again at this time, whether it was a profound practitioner from the Three Realms or a person from the Northern Realm, it felt like a world away.

"..." Qitianli's eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth twitched. He was unable to speak, let alone look directly into Yun Che's eyes.

Behind him, a part of the world seemed to collapse in Cang Shitian's eyes, and an extremely violent light suddenly appeared.

And the first "greeting" sound came from his mouth.

"Hehe, hahahaha... welcome to Emperor Yun!"

He laughed, with an inexplicable and terrifying twist in his smile: "I almost thought that Emperor Yun, who once set foot in the four realms, has become a cowardly turtle!"

His voice was crazy and harsh, and he was yelling and sarcastically yelling at his once loyal master.

Yun Che didn't even look at him. His eyes were focused on Mo Beichen's body. His perception passed over the imprisoned Yun Wuxin, the Demon Queen, Yan Wu... and even everyone present.

The light of the Nanming Divine Pearl in his hand was bright and dim, as if it was on the verge of some kind of danger.

"Why come?"

Instantly, Qianye Ying'er came to Yun Che's side, and grabbed his arm with a cold palm, and her five fingers gradually tightened.

Yun Che smiled slightly: "Do you really think that I will abandon you obediently and live alone for the so-called hope?"

"It's also good to go find my sister together." Caizhi's reaction was much calmer. She smiled gently: "In this way, we won't be alone..."

Mu Xuanyin's icy eyes dimmed slightly, and she whispered: "If, I wake up later, it will be better."

If, when he wakes up, everything is over, he is more likely to hide his hatred in his heart and try his best to hide it, in the hope of revenge in the future.

But...

"What you have taken on for me is enough."

He said this to them and to the Northern Territory.

"Leave the rest to me."

"Demon Queen," Yun Che said in a deep voice, "Take everyone away, the farther the better."

"Okay."

Without any hesitation or extra words, Chi Wuyao's already condensed power was instantly spread out, leading the nine witches to flee at a high speed: "Everyone retreat!"

"But..." Yan Wu looked at Yun Che, with endless anxiety.

"The orders of the Demon Lord must not be disobeyed!" The Nirvana Devil Sound frightened all the hesitant demon souls.

"...Yes!"

In an instant, the Northern Territory Xuanzang had already left far away.

Including Shui Meiyin, who was also taken away from Yun Che.

Mo Beichen did not make a move. In his eyes, even if the lives of these people were multiplied by a hundred times, they were not as valuable as Yun Che in front of him.

The Evil God, the Demon Emperor, the Qiankun Thorn, the Sky Poison Pearl...

Since they offered it up voluntarily, there was no way they could escape from his hands today.

And the Three Territory Xuanzang, who did not want to fight a bloody battle, naturally could not make a move to stop them.

The Nanming Divine Pearl fell into Yun Che's palm. As his five fingers curved, the Nanming Divine Light inside began to surge violently, like a group of frightened fish.

Staring at Mo Beichen, Yun Che's dark eyes no longer had any fear or shock.

"My name is Yun Che, and I am the emperor of this world."

He spoke slowly, and every word was filled with imperial power: "Mo Beichen, you have violated the land under the control of this emperor, and you shall die without pardon!"

The power of the Yun Emperor is supreme, and no one in the world dares to defy him.

But what he is facing at this moment is the Abyss Knight. Such an emperor's voice seemed so powerless to the ears of those present.

"Heh," Mo Beichen snorted with disdain, his eyes half-closed, and the divine sense released outside had already blocked all possible retreat routes around Yun Che: "By... you?"

When his voice fell, a golden light suddenly flashed in his sight. A total of eighteen golden divine rays... all the Nanming divine sources in the Nanming Divine Pearl broke out of the pearl and floated onto Yun Che's body.