“Who is it?!?”
Just as Emperor Jiu began to devour the blood energy of the sea of blood, Emperor Yi noticed something strange about the sea of blood formation.
"Congeal!"
With the seals in his hands, eight blood-red figures with familiar faces suddenly emerged from the sea of blood.
“Ancestor?!!”
Looking at one of the figures emerging from the sea of blood, Yang Wudi, who was dodging the attack of the Blood Sea Shura, suddenly exclaimed.
Because that blood-colored figure looked like the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon.
"Kill them."
After glancing at Yang Wudi who was struggling to dodge the attack of the Blood Sea Shura, Di Yi gave an order to the eight bloody figures without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, he also began to sit cross-legged on the sea of blood, controlling the power of the sea of blood to resist the suction of Emperor Jiu.
"call out!"
As soon as Emperor Yi gave the order, eight blood-colored figures suddenly turned into blood lights and headed towards the three directions of the blood sea formation.
"Blood Shura, you are so cruel!"
Looking at the bloody figure coming straight towards him, a hint of madness flashed in Yang Wudi's eyes.
"boom!"
A terrifying explosion sounded, and Yang Wudi chose to self-destruct without hesitation.
"Innocent!"
After taking a quick glance at the location where Yang Wudi self-destructed, Di Yi made the hand seal again without hesitation.
"Congeal!"
As Emperor Yi's word "Ning" fell, a bloody figure suddenly appeared in the sea of blood.
"What a strange sea of blood."
Looking at Yang Wudi who was condensed by the sea of blood, a trace of vigilance flashed in Xu Wuji's eyes.
I don’t know if this old bald donkey Kongwen can deal with this sea of blood.
"ah!"
"Blood Shura, I curse you to die a miserable death!"
"Your Majesty, I was wrong, save me!"
Screams were heard one after another, and Jin Qianyu and others who were hiding in the corner of the sea of blood were ruthlessly slaughtered by the bloody figure.
"Dad, kill Diyi!"
Feeling that his power to absorb the blood energy of the sea of blood was blocked, Emperor Jiu said to the Emperor without hesitation.
The sea of blood and blood, I am determined to take it.
"clear!"
He nodded slightly to Emperor Jiu, and without hesitation, the Emperor appeared beside Emperor Yi.
"The Blood God is coming!"
A fatal sense of crisis descended, and Di Yi unleashed the strongest power of the Sea of Blood Formation without hesitation.
"roar!"
A terrifying roar sounded, and a huge blood-red hand stretched out from the sea of blood and grabbed the Emperor fiercely.
"roll!"
He suddenly stepped down with his right foot, and an invisible energy instantly transmitted from the emperor's toes to his bloody palm.
"How, is it possible!!!"
Looking at the bloody palm that instantly turned into blood and energy scattered everywhere, Di Yi's eyes were full of disbelief.
“Puff!”
A palm passed through the chest, and a bright red heart suddenly appeared.
"Diyi!!!"
A roar filled with anger and sorrow sounded, and a figure with an appearance almost identical to the Emperor appeared in the sea of blood.
"Father...Father, run...away."
"His power is definitely more than just the late stage of the Venerable Realm."
Looking at the figure appearing in the sea of blood, a happy smile flashed across Di Yi's lips.
He didn't just treat himself as a pawn, and that was enough.
"Wu Jingtian!!!"
"I want you to pay with your life!!!"
With new hatred and old grudges added to it, Emperor Shitian went crazy in an instant.
A terrifying aura emanated from Indra, and a blood-red sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
"The Shura Palace's inherited artifact, the Shura Sword."
The moment the blood-red sword appeared in Indra's hand, the Emperor knew its origin.
"Buzz!"
A sound of sword chimes was heard, and a golden long sword appeared in the Emperor's hand.
"Tianwu Sword, it's actually in your hands."
Looking at the golden sword in the emperor's hand, Emperor Shitian suddenly showed a hint of understanding.
No wonder those guys recognized this impostor's throne. It turned out that it was because this impostor mastered the Tianwu Sword.
"Ashura Slash!"
"Sacred Heart Sword Technique!"
With a terrifying burst of sonic energy, the two figures immediately engaged in combat.
"What's going on?"
Looking at the two figures fighting in the sea of blood, Mo Tianji's head was full of question marks.
Wu Jingtian? Emperor Shitian? Emperor Shitian is Wu Jingtian?
"Mo Tianji, what the hell are you doing in Tianji Valley?!"
Just when Mo Tianji's brain was about to freeze, a voice full of doubts sounded in his ears.
Sighing silently in his heart, Mo Tianji turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.
"Master Xu, Master Kongwen."
"If I say it, I only know it now."
"Do you believe it?"
Mo Tianji said helplessly as he shook his head with a wry smile at Xu Wuji and Kong Wen.
"Amitabha!"
"Then, Master Mo, can you please tell me which side you are on now?"
Kong Wen gently put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, then went straight to the point and asked Mo Tianji which side he stood on.
"After all, he was my former master, so it's not easy for me to attack him directly."
With his hands slightly clasped together and a gesture of apology, Mo Tianji and the few people behind him hid in the corner of the blood sea formation.
"Old bald donkey, stop chatting."
"Come up and help me!"
After a difficult battle with the Emperor, Indra spoke to Kongwen without hesitation.
"You guys go deal with that black-robed man, I'll go meet that guy."
Looking up at Emperor Shitian who was gradually losing the upper hand, Kong Wen dodged and attacked the Emperor.
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