Chapter 872 Divine Photo!

"I'm sorry, this old guy is so fierce!"

Looking at the grey-robed old man who easily suppressed the Eight-Qi Emperor, Chen Xuan was extremely shocked. The Eight-Qi Emperor's strength was at least at the peak of the late Great Tribulation Realm, but in front of this old man, he was as weak as a loach. , so how terrifying is this old man’s strength?

"Young Master, this is Chen Buhuo, the leader of my Heavenly King Palace!"

Chen Chuhuang came to Chen Xuan and said.

Hearing this, Chen Xuan was shocked again. This old guy was actually an old member of the Chen royal family, but his strength was too terrifying!

"How is it possible? How could Lord Yamata be so suppressed by a mortal?"

The strong men in the Samurai Temple looked fearful and believed in Emperor Yamata. This had been the dogma of the Samurai Temple for hundreds of years. Emperor Yamata was like a god in their hearts and had become deeply ingrained.

But now, the god they believe in is like a embarrassed hyena, suppressed by one person and unable to move!

"It's over now!"

The powerful men from the Gu King Palace, Night Soul Palace, Yin Yang Warlock and other forces looked ashen. With such terrifying giants sitting in the Heavenly King Palace, they would not be able to escape today!

"Who is this person?

How could it be so terrible! "

Shenyue Qingxue's eyes trembled with fear. Such a situation seemed to have almost shattered her inner faith.

"He is worthy of being one of the four leaders of the Heavenly King's Palace. Even if the tiger is dormant, when he returns to the mountains and forests, there is no way that mortals can compete with him!"

Emperor Mo Yin clenched his fist tightly because he thought of the scene when the four leaders of the Heavenly King Palace joined forces to invade the Nanyang Continent.

At that time, just those four people were so overwhelming that dozens of forces, large and small, in the Nanyang Continent could not hold their heads up. The battle that year also left a nightmare in Emperor Mo Yin's heart, and even in the Taiyin Palace. A scar that I don’t want to reopen.

"Ouch..."

In the snow, Emperor Baqi roared angrily, but no matter how hard it struggled, it could not move. The old man in gray robe stood on it, like a huge mountain that was difficult to climb.

"Haha, it seems your master doesn't care about the life or death of this little reptile like you."

Chen Buhuo slowly lowered his head and chuckled, "In that case, what's the use of keeping this little reptile of yours?"

When the voice fell, Chen Buhuo waved one hand and instantly cut off one of the heads of the Eight Qi Emperor.

The severe pain caused the Yamato Emperor to roar again and again, and it was extremely horrified to find that the head that could grow back after being chopped off could not do it at all now.

"Damn mortal, my master will definitely cut you into pieces!"

Emperor Yaqi roared angrily, but there was a hint of fear in his voice. If it cannot grow a head, then once all seven of its heads are chopped off, it will die completely.

"Hmph, threatening this leader."

Chen Buhuo snorted coldly, then waved his hand with one hand, and chopped off the four heads of the Eight-Qi Emperor in a row, leaving only three heads hanging around its neck.

Seeing Emperor Yaqi being so tortured, the strong men in the Samurai Temple felt like they were going crazy. A terrifying aura of doom had completely enveloped them.

"Oh, damn mortal, Master, save me!"

Emperor Yaqi could no longer hold back the fear in his heart. Now he only had the last three heads left. Once they were chopped off, he would be completely dead.

"Hmph, little reptile, I want to kill you, even if the master behind you can only stand by and watch, you have been domineering in this world for hundreds of years, it's time for you to be annihilated!"

Chen Buhuo looked indifferent and waved with one hand. As one of the four leaders of the Tianwang Palace, this world has almost no secrets for him. Regarding the origin of the Eight Qi Emperor and the existence behind it, various information has already been placed In the top secret files of Tianwang Palace.

Buzz!

Suddenly, just when Chen Buhuo was about to kill the Baqi Emperor, the wind and clouds suddenly moved over the Baqi Snow Mountain, and a holy power seemed to emerge from the cold air.

The next moment, the wind roared and the color of the sky and the earth changed.

Everyone was shocked to find that the snow under their feet was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters...

In less than a few breaths, as far as everyone could see, the Yamata Snow Mountains, which were originally covered with thick white snow, suddenly appeared as a piece of land, revealing the original appearance of the earth.

Such a spectacle!

Such a magical method immediately stunned everyone present.

Chen Xuan also looked at the miraculous scene in his sight with a look of disbelief. In one thought, all the snow on the Baqi Snow Mountain melted. What kind of method was this?

Who has such great power?

"what's the situation?"

Palaprajna's eyebrows were raised, and she could feel that there was a power surging in this world that made her heart palpitate.

"Could it be that...the legend is true?"

Emperor Mo Yin's body trembled, and he suddenly thought of an ancient legend. However, such legends are not only found in the Sun Empire, but also all over the world. However, these legends have not appeared for thousands of years, so almost Few people believe these legends to be true.

But the current situation seems to be...confirming the truth of these ancient legends!

Are you angry?

Chen Buhuo raised his head, with a rather ironic smile on his smiling lips, but... so what if he was angry?

I am the master of this world!

"Master, master, kill them, kill them all..." Emperor Yamata's scarlet eyes were extremely excited. After hundreds of years, its master finally appeared again.

The master of the Yamata Emperor!

Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. What kind of existence could he be the master of this terrifying monster?

"Hmph, I think you should go to hell to reunite with your so-called master."

Chen Buhuo no longer held back and suddenly chopped off all three remaining heads of Emperor Baqi.

But the next moment, the heart-stopping power became even more violent and crazy.

It was also at this time that a voice without any emotion rang out between heaven and earth. This voice was like a god speaking to an ant: "Mortal, you are irritating this god!"

This voice seemed to come from every corner of the world, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

"It really exists..." Emperor Mo Yin's body trembled even more violently. He had never thought that these ancient legends were actually true!

"who is it?"

Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at the world. This emotionless voice was that of a woman. This voice was so cold that it made him feel suffocated.

"God's photo!"

Chen Chuhuang’s voice was low.

Divine photo?

Chen Xuan was confused, who is this?

Where is she?

"Hmph, so what if I anger you?

Shen Zhao, if you have the ability, come down and fight! "

Chen Buhuo looked up at the sky and said in a sharp voice, "You are a god... so what?"