Chapter 619 The Emperor Dies!

Gulong!

Gulong!

Yes.

There are two extremely weak Forbidden Zone Supremes in Jiuzhou who have completed the tribulation and are greedily staring at the Emperor's blood. For them, it is comparable to the most tempting divine medicine in the world. If they swallow a few drops of Emperor's blood, they can far surpass those ants in the Saint Realm and Great Saint Realm. It will be the fastest way to restore to the peak.

"Emperor's blood...!" A low and suppressed voice gushed out from their throats, but they were rationally restrained. The two were crazy. They were sublimating to the extreme. What was the difference between snatching their Emperor's blood and snatching food from a tiger's mouth? They closed their eyes in fear, and greedily stared at the Shenzhou Continent, and finally slowly hibernated.

"The Emperor is injured!"

For some reason, when the cultivators of Jiuzhou saw this drop of Emperor's blood splashing in the starry sky, they felt inexplicably sad. Their intuition told them that this blood flowed from the Lord of the Wasteland. It was the regional instinct that made them love to cry.

"Emperor's wound! For some reason, Chu Xun felt a dull pain in his heart. He closed his eyes, and the pain in his body was numb. The quasi-emperor-level newborn was healing his body. He just stood there, looking up at the hazy chaos outside the domain, letting the pressure of the emperor's way tilt, and then closed his eyes.

In an instant.

Endless feelings.

Swarming.

Pouring into the mind.

This is the harvest of the war, the harvest after breaking through the quasi-emperor, and the last unique inheritance of the wasteland lord. They sparsely poured into the mind, and closing my eyes was There are countless magical powers, including the Lord of the Wilderness who is standing tall and unyielding in releasing the Wilderness Absolute and the Wilderness Scripture, as well as the great enlightenment after breaking through the realm.

That was because he broke through the Quasi-Emperor too hastily, and had no time to feel and gain. That is why the Lord of the Wilderness patted his shoulder and said softly that he still had too little understanding of the Quasi-Emperor and needed to experience it carefully. He closed his eyes, and the wind blew past his ears, blowing up his messy long hair, revealing his handsome cheeks, which were slightly white, but stained with a little blood.

The Great Way of Wind is a gentle symbol. Zheng, also the sharpest blade, is everywhere. Various rules between heaven and earth are also coming one after another. There is a great way of formation, which seems to be questioning why it was not used before when the formation is also the strongest in Jiuzhou. The mountains and rivers under Chenzhou began to form in an orderly manner.

Invisibly, it turned into a great formation against the sky, condensing a magnificent vitality, washing his tired body, and the energy of the great way of Confucianism also released a clear light, which fell on his body. As for the carving knife that was discarded by the Lord of Samsara earlier, it returned to him with a buzzing sound. By his side.

Outside the domain.

In a war.

Shaking the universe.

And here.

It is a place of quiet cultivation!

When he closed his eyes, the perception of the Quasi-Emperor Realm was constantly coming. The strength of this realm is not only the vast energy that can be controlled, but also the strongest perception of the world. They make the cultivators who break through this realm understand, and make the things that confuse them suddenly clear, and their cultivation is closer to a higher level.

Gradually.

His body.

A special field permeated.

That is the breath of enlightenment.

"He is... enlightened! "

There are still people in Jiuzhou who noticed this scene. Among them, those forces hostile to Chu Xun all felt inexplicably chilled and trembling, especially the Martial God of the Qin Dynasty. The power Chu Xun had previously exploded was too terrifying. He could face the Lord of Samsara head-on. If he could have another great enlightenment and continue to improve his cultivation, how amazing would that be?

They were afraid.

Little did they know.

Even the Lord of the Forbidden Zone showed an anxious look. They had seen the previous battle and witnessed the evil of the man in green. They knew that he had similar strength. The only reason he was beaten by the Lord of Samsara was because As the Lord of the Wasteland said: The Lord of Samsara is a ruthless person who can kill the emperor, how can ordinary people be his opponent?

Even the revived Dragon Emperor now reveals murderous intent when he peeks in the darkness. He doesn't know if he can kill him at this time, and this doubt proves Chu Xun's strength.

But murderous intent surges.

Not only one Dark Supreme.

And in the end, they all died out.

Because there is a great war outside the domain, the revived Lord of the Wasteland belongs to the absolute emperor realm, and can suppress the heavens with one hand. If they provoke trouble at this time and attract anyone to come, it will be more than worth the loss. Even if they are unwilling, they can only grit their teeth and watch him Enlightenment, watching the rich vitality around him, watching the sword energy around him come alive, full of vitality...

Watching him grow little by little.

And helpless.

...

The battle outside the domain never stopped, and it lasted longer than people imagined, but the dormant Forbidden Zone Supreme knew that it was almost over. They were all revived emperors, and they emphasized quick victory when fighting, and would not delay for too long. Now they have fought for three days and three nights, which is beyond their imagination, but they also know that these two will die.

No revived emperor can support this three-day duel, especially since both of them are self-revived. The moment they fought, they never absorbed the essence of all living beings. Therefore, they consumed the accumulation of countless thousands of years ago. As the aftermath of the war subsided, they knew that an emperor was going to fall.

Deep in their hearts.

There was a feeling of grief for the death of the rabbit and a strong vigilance. If a wasteland lord appeared today, what kind of monster would appear tomorrow? It would be a pity if he was consumed like the Lord of Samsara. But deep in their hearts, there was a trace of secret joy. Two resurrectors died, and there was also an extremely terrifying Lord of Samsara. The pressure was suddenly reduced.

"Hua La La~!"

The entire region suddenly began to rain blood, and the blood rain as big as beans fell from the sky. A breath of grief swept through the hearts of every cultivator who was still cultivating. After three days of silence in Jiuzhou, countless people looked up and witnessed the vision of the great emperor falling and being born.

"The great emperor!"

"He has fallen...!"

The trembling voice trembled from people's lips. The extreme fear of the future almost drowned them in an instant. One by one, the cultivators opened their eyes and looked up at the sky with a cold and numb heart. Even though they knew that one of the two emperors would die in this battle, they only realized how terrified they were when the vision was really born. Their whole bodies were numb and cold.

Looking at the sky, I saw a hazy and blurred figure walking down step by step. He staggered and was covered in blood. His scarlet eyes were full of bloodthirsty mania. With a low gasp, a strand of white hair fell from his head, directly crushing a mountain. The dean of the academy suffocated and said, "Is it him?"

They trembled.

Even though they knew that this possibility was extremely small, they were still looking forward to unrealistic fantasies. As the man gradually approached, the pressure of the imperial way was wantonly unloaded, and the avenue creaked. The great saint and the quasi-emperor could hardly look up at the figure, but there were still a few people who looked up stubbornly and saw him clearly.

Instantly, extreme despair sank into my heart. The person who returned was not the Lord of the Wasteland, but the Lord of Reincarnation. He was stained with the blood of the emperor, and the red blood was scattered on his chest and back. His extremely crazy cheeks were twisted hideously. He was laughing but so crazy. He had completed the feat of killing the emperor again.

More than one emperor who was revered as a god by others died in his hands. In his right hand, he held a withered head, which looked exactly like the previous Lord of the Wasteland. He was defeated, and his head was taken as a trophy. The bloody rain set off his devilish figure, which was terrifying.

And those hysterical and extremely crazy eyes also fell on Chu Xun, the ant, and kicked the head in his hand like a football, and said coldly and sarcastically: "Now, who can save you?"