They tied their heads to their waistbands and lived on the edge of a knife for the sake of their clan. If they were lucky, they could kill a few kings and powerful men and gain a lot of merit.
If they are unlucky, they will definitely die. The saints in the starry sky are no joke. Although they are invincible at the same level, they cannot withstand the saints' pursuit. If they are not careful, they will die tragically on the spot.
Only at least five contemporary emperors have a chance to die with the saint.
It's really miserable.
It’s been so hard for so long.
They just want their descendants to have a good cultivation bloodline.
now.
Seeing how hard they had worked, the Chaos Sword Emperor rewarded them, overwhelming them with joy. They knelt on the ground, shouting, "Thank you, Lord of Heaven!"
"Thank you, Eastern White Emperor!!"
"Thank you for the gift from the Shinto Emperor!!"
"God have mercy on our clan!! We will serve you well from now on!"
"My descendants will be subservient to you forever and ever!!"
"Thank you Chaos Blade Emperor!!"
The three realms resounded in unison, and all the great emperors of the time raised their heads and looked at the merits in the void that had already turned into substance. They were extremely excited, especially since this world had just experienced a competition not long ago.
There are tens of millions of alternative enlightened beings, who are considered as kings and princes in the universe. In order to fight for the position of an emperor, they almost killed each other until the world turned into a sea of blood.
Now he finally succeeded, but he was seriously injured and dying. However, he could see the merits entering his body. He was incredible and suddenly had a moment of clarity. He stood up on the spot and kowtowed in great excitement.
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