boom!
Just as the battle between the two sides was becoming increasingly fierce and a victor was about to be decided, another unexpected turn of events occurred.
A thunderous roar resounded across the land.
The next moment, a throne appeared from a crack in the distant sky.
A golden throne!
On the throne sat a man clad in armor.
His gaze was cold and profound, and his aura made everyone who looked at him tremble in their souls.
Han Bing blasted one of the extraterrestrial demon lords away and stopped.
Her gaze was fixed on the man on the golden throne in the sky.
The aura emanating from this person was so terrifying that it filled her with despair.
He absolutely does not belong to this world!
In his eyes, all the creatures in the lower realm were like ants!
They don't even have the right to resist!
Han Bing turned her head and glanced at the billions of Chinese people behind her. The next moment, she suddenly soared into the sky and pounced on the man on the golden throne.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, before Han Bing's attack could even land on the man on the golden throne, a terrifying force pierced through her body.
"puff!"
Han Bing spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned ashen, and his breathing became erratic.
Now, in this very exchange, she has been severely injured by the man on the golden throne.
They are not his match; they don't even have the right to fight him!
Seeing this, Yang Fan's wisp of primordial spirit, which was about to dissipate, glanced at Han Bing.
The next moment.
Suddenly, an aura filled with violent and destructive energy erupted from his body.
Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Fan's wisp of primordial spirit; they could all tell what he was about to do.
"don't want!"
Han Bing turned pale and shouted!
pity.
Her shouts did not stop Yang Fan's wisp of primordial spirit.
now.
The violent aura emanating from Yang Fan's wisp of primordial spirit grew stronger and stronger... more and more terrifying!
"Hmph! A frog in a well!"
"If you were here in person, perhaps I could take a closer look."
"With just a wisp of primordial spirit, you're not even worthy to carry my shoes!"
The armored man on the throne slowly raised his hand.
The next moment.
A terrifying energy wave descended from the sky and slammed into Yang Fan's primordial spirit.
Terrifying energy pierced through his body.
His increasingly powerful aura suddenly stopped!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment!
His body, suspended in mid-air, began to dissipate little by little.
This scene seems so familiar!
Yang Fan's dissipated primordial spirit remained expressionless.
He slowly turned around, looked at the Chinese people behind him, and gazed at the boundless... scarred land of China.
"Senior..."
Upon seeing this, Chu Li raised her hand and forcefully covered her mouth.
although.
She knew that what was dissipating before her eyes was merely Yang Fan's primordial spirit left behind in the mortal realm.
But at this moment.
She witnessed him disappear, and her heart was still breaking; she wept uncontrollably.
The same is true for others.
An indescribable sense of tragic grandeur welled up in my heart!
Everyone's gazes were fixed on the cold, ruthless man in armor on the throne in the sky. There was no fear, only hatred and anger.
"Surrender, or die!"
The armored man's cold voice came through, offering two choices.
The Emperor looked around.
Although no one spoke, he saw the answer on everyone's face.
"Chinese men, follow me and kill!"
With a roar, the Human Emperor soared into the sky, dragging his heavily wounded body.
Behind them, countless Chinese martial artists followed with bloodshot eyes.
"act recklessly!"
The armored man smiled dismissively and flicked his finger!
The next moment.
The emperor's body was pierced, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.
The terrifying and horrifying residual power instantly annihilated a large number of martial artists and cultivators.
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