"My human race's Martial Emperor is here and wants to kill Wei Fan. How could the human race's Martial Emperor agree to this?"

"Damn demon, he actually used his power to confuse us!"

"Let's go quickly. If a war breaks out among the emperors, all the lives within tens of thousands of miles will be wiped out!"

…

The pressure on everyone suddenly disappeared, and they continued to run away while cursing.

In the void, the beam of light shot out from the Saint Emperor Shaking the Sky's eyes was blocked by an invisible force, and finally dissipated with a puff, failing to fall on Wei Fan.

"Ling Xiaoyu!"

A terrible evil spirit surged from the body of the Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky. Behind him appeared a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. There was a horrible sight of sinking stars. The great way of heaven and earth roared, the laws became chaotic, and all kinds of strange scenes alternated in an instant.

"boom!"

Boundless golden light spread out, lotus grew in the void, flowers fell from the ceiling, the void trembled, and a majestic, tall and boundless figure walked out from the avenue stepping on the golden lotus.

Ling Xiaoyu, the Lord of Zhenyu Palace!

There were bursts of Taoist sounds and auspicious colors between heaven and earth. Compared with the Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky, his appearance was more like a god descending to the earth, more sacred and majestic.

"Greetings, Palace Master!"

Mu Chen and Ouyang Bolun breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and hurriedly bowed. However, in just a moment, the backs of these two Saint Kings were already wet with cold sweat, and their souls were almost dispersed by the aura of Saint Emperor Hantian.

“How dare you!” Saint Emperor Hantian suddenly roared, and stretched out a big hand from the air to grab him.

However, at this time Wei Fan did not stop his actions, and was still pouncing on the Saint King-level purple-bearded golden dragon, wanting to kill it.

"Ape King, save me!"

The Purple-Bearded Golden Dragon Saint King was filled with shock and anger. He didn't expect that the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor had arrived, and Wei Fan still dared to commit violence in front of the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor.

"It's really lawless, no wonder he is so powerful!"

Even if Ling Xiaoyu, the Martial Emperor, was present, they would never dare to be so presumptuous and continue to commit violence in front of the Demon Emperor.

Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen were amazed, and finally understood why they were only Saint Kings, while Wei Fan was the King of Saint Kings. Wei Fan did not even take the Demon King, who was feared by everyone, seriously.

Even if the Demon King came, he would not change his words to kill the Purple-bearded Golden Dragon.

"boom!"

A fist shining brightly blasted out and hit the big hand of Saint Emperor Hantian.

"The clash of emperors has broken out!"

Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen's hearts trembled. The power of the battle between the emperors could destroy the world. Turning an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles into ruins was actually a small matter. If strong men of this level fought with all their strength, it was possible that an entire continent was turned into ruins.

"Bang!"

Fists and palms collided, space collapsed, and the avenue was shattered. However, everyone obviously underestimated the means of the imperial master. In the confrontation between Ling Xiaoyu and the Holy Emperor Hantian, the power fluctuations did not get out of control, but were confined to a very small range.

"When the younger generation fights, we old guys should not get involved. If the Ape King wants to loosen up his muscles and bones, I will accompany you!"

Ling Xiaoyu has sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, and fluttering long hair, without a trace of worldly airs.

He was tall and majestic, and with a casual strike he neutralized the attack of Saint Emperor Hantian, making it impossible for him to harm Wei Fan.

"roar……"

A scream was heard, and Wei Fan, with unparalleled dominance, smashed half of the body of the purple-bearded golden dragon with one punch.

The Holy Emperor Hantian had a gloomy expression. With Ling Xiaoyu around, if he wanted to save the Purple-bearded Golden Dragon, he had to get past Ling Xiaoyu first.

However, he continued to attack, with no intention of watching the Purple Bearded Golden Dragon being killed by Wei Fan.

"boom……"

Terrifying divine energy surged between heaven and earth. The might of the powerful imperial warriors crushed the sky. The Saint Emperor Shaking the Sky moved. This time he did not attack directly from the spot, but attacked Wei Fan with his real body.

A terrifying huge crack appeared in space, the void world was shattered, and stars appeared in the sky.

"die!"

He probably couldn't save the purple-bearded golden dragon, but Wei Fan must die, and the purpose of his coming here was to kill Wei Fan.

Even though he seemed calm and composed, he already had burning murderous intent towards Wei Fan in his heart.

"You want to kill someone? Do you think I don't exist?"

Ling Xiaoyu let out a long roar, and his majestic body moved. He released a divine light that filled the sky and earth, spanning the eight wildernesses, and separating the space where Saint Emperor Hantian was from Wei Fan.

"You want to fight? I'll fight you in the outer space!"

The next moment, the space was replaced, Ling Xiaoyu and Emperor Hantian fell into a space-time channel, and the overwhelming imperial-level fluctuations disappeared at once. Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen both breathed a sigh of relief.

The imperial battle did not take place here, otherwise, if Ling Xiaoyu and the Holy Ape of Shaking the Sky fought with all their might, they would have been killed by the aftermath. Fortunately, Ling Xiaoyu used amazing means to bring the Holy Ape of Shaking the Sky to the battlefield outside the sky.

"No……"

The two looked back and saw that a piece of mountains and rivers had submerged in the body of the purple-bearded golden dragon. The aura of this Saint King-level purple-bearded golden dragon quickly dissipated.

“Dead!”

The two of them were startled. They only paid attention to the battle between Palace Master Ling Xiaoyu and Saint Emperor Hantian when the Saint King Purple Bearded Golden Dragon was killed by Wei Fan.

The two men were shocked. There were more than twenty demon saints, and they were really killed one by one. Not a single one escaped.

Even if the Demon King came, it would not change the outcome.

[Kill the Purple Bearded Golden Dragon, gain 500,000 years of ordinary power, 12,000 years of martial arts power]

[Ordinary skill: 11.89 million years]

[Martial Saint Power: 171,000 years]

"Seventeen thousand years of martial arts skills should be enough to complete the cultivation of the Nine Nine True Skills Saint Realm..."

Wei Fan glanced at the panel, nodded with satisfaction, and put away the body of the purple-bearded golden dragon.

With such a huge gain, it doesn’t matter even if his strength is exposed. When he appears again, he should already be the Martial Emperor.

"Demon King!"

He looked up at the endless starry sky, and saw that there seemed to be two more suns in the endless starry sky, colliding wildly. It turned out that Ling Xiaoyu and Hantian Saint Ape were fighting.

The so-called battlefield outside the sky is actually the endless starry sky.

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He actually wanted to have a clash with Saint Emperor Hantian, but he knew that even though he was the king of saints now, he was still an ant to Saint Emperor Hantian.

Saint Emperor Hantian is not a newly promoted Demon King. It has been almost ten thousand years since this old demon broke through the Demon King realm. No matter how conceited he is, he does not think that he can fight against an old demon who has been an emperor for ten thousand years.

“When I have completed my cultivation in the Holy Realm of Nine-Nine True Skills and completed the transformation of the fifth transformation of the Divine Silkworm, I may be able to fight with the emperor master who has just broken through…”

He is already the king of holy kings, but in fact he still has a long way to go to reach the holy realm.

Nine-Nine True Skills and Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm are both techniques that can directly lead to becoming a god. The Golden Bell Cover is even more mysterious. Even he has not figured out the origin of this martial art yet. It is more magical than Nine-Nine True Skills and Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm.

There is also the Three Emperors Sutra. It can be said that the current martial arts system all originated from this martial arts secret book.

In terms of martial arts, he has the Five Emperors Fist created by the five emperors.

He has integrated so many heaven-defying martial arts into one body, and he also has the status of an emperor. It is not surprising that he can reach the limit of the holy realm and fight with the emperor's masters.

It would be abnormal if you couldn't fight against the masters of the imperial way.

Even though he could kill a Saint King with just two or three moves, he actually still retained a lot of strength. His Martial Arts Heavenly Eye was useless, and the power of his Wind and Thunder Wings was also always hidden.

“It is indeed powerful!”

Even when they were fighting on the battlefield outside the sky, the power of Ling Xiaoyu and Saint Emperor Hantian radiated to the earth. The sky and the earth were covered in white, and all kinds of divine lights intertwined.

The people watching the battle could no longer see the real battle. They could only feel the laws colliding, the great ways bombarding each other, and the two emperors controlling the laws of heaven and earth, fighting with terrifying power.

Even Wei Fan couldn't see clearly, not because his eyesight was insufficient, but because the two powerful emperors had already turned the space into chaos outside the sky and rushed into the chaos. Everything was obscured by the chaos, and only the terrifying oppression was constantly descending from the sky.

However, the distance is too far to harm ordinary creatures.

Occasionally, a terrifying force rushed out from the chaos, blasting the stars in the sky off their original positions and breaking into fragments hundreds of miles across.

"Hand over Wei Fan, and the demon clan will stop fighting. Otherwise, we will sink the entire Eastern Region today!"

“Boom…”

There was a terrifying aura filling the air between heaven and earth again. The terrifying demonic energy was boundless and stretched for thousands of miles, covering the sky and the earth.

Amidst the thick, inky demonic aura, there was a huge body as big as a mountain range winding and circling, and occasionally, huge golden dragon scales as big as a mountaintop could be seen appearing.

The world seems like the end of the world, darkness is about to swallow up the light, an oppressive aura spreads from the demon territory, and the void shatters along the way.

"Demon King!"

Wei Fan was somewhat moved. It was the first time he saw the true form of a demon of this level. Its size was simply unimaginable.

"Oh no, it's the Purple Bearded Dragon King!"

"It is said that he has lived for more than 15,000 years, and became an emperor five or six thousand years earlier than the Holy Emperor Shaking the Sky!"

Ouyang Bolun and Mu Chen looked unhappy. The demon clan was more determined to kill Wei Fan than they had imagined. One demon king had already come, and now another one was coming.

"If you want to fight, then fight. If you destroy the Eastern Region, the human race will suffer heavy casualties, but your demon race will not have an easy time either."

Behind Shuiyun City, a divine light shot up into the sky. The whole world was boiling. All living beings trembled and prayed that the war would not break out on earth. Otherwise, sinking the Eastern Region might be a bit exaggerated, but reducing Yaozhou to ruins was by no means an exaggeration. All those below the emperor would die.

"It's Emperor Long Zhan Wu!"

Ouyang Bolun breathed a sigh of relief. Although Emperor Long Zhanwu had not been emperor for as long as Emperor Purple Bearded Dragon, before Xuanyuan Peak, he was the strongest genius in the Eastern Region and had been emperor for seven or eight thousand years. He should be able to protect Yaozhou.

"Come on, let's see who can beat who!"

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and the endless demonic clouds shrank, revealing a dragon body as huge as a mountain range, and its head alone was several hundred feet thick.

He is golden all over, has four claws, and two purple dragon whiskers that are like two purple lightning bolts.

"No wonder he's called the Dragon King instead of the Dragon King!"

Wei Fan's pupils shrank slightly. The Purple-bearded Dragon King was no longer a dragon. On his huge dragon head, which was several hundred feet long, there were two dragon horns that reached into the sky, entangled with thick electric light.

Dragon! The Purple Bearded Dragon Emperor had surprisingly cultivated into a real dragon, no longer a Jiao, but a true mythical creature.

"Long Zhan, you became an emperor seven or eight thousand years later than me. Do you dare to compete with me?"

The Purple Bearded Dragon King roared and shattered the heavens and the earth, and stretched out his huge dragon claws to slap Wei Fan, wanting to kill this unprecedented human monster. (End of this chapter)