Just when the tension in the field was tense, the old man who had been sitting cross-legged under the ancient wood suddenly moved, as if it had changed because of some kind of stimulus, and all the people and horses on all sides stopped their movements.

The old man's long gray hair was flying, and although his figure was not majestic, he had an indescribable coercion.

Divine Island, the gods are rushing into the night, the spiritual power is boiling, the whole island seems to have touched the seal, at this moment, there are monstrous black waves on the South China Sea, the entire dry star is trembling, except for the people on the Divine Island, no one knows what happened.

The old man stood under the ancient tree, the whole ancient tree shook with the breath of the old man, the leaves swished, the breath soared to the sky, and a terrifying divine light descended from under the ancient tree.

Each ray of divine light carried a terrifying power, as if the void had been cut open, but the old man did not move at all, allowing the divine light to fall, bathed in endless glow.

"I am the Emperor, the Ancient God Emperor!"

The old man's powerful divine thoughts fluctuated all around, an identity that no one expected, the emperor, the existence of a transcendent saint and a king.

This is the emperor of the human race, the saint is followed by the king, and after the king is the so-called emperor, one person can suppress the heavens and all the worlds, and cut through the ages.

Many people's bodies trembled uncontrollably, kneeling down, and they couldn't help themselves at all, this is the coercion of the emperor, even a trace of it will make people panic.

The people and horses of all the forces around them all knelt down, not because they wanted to kneel, but because the old man's breath was too terrifying, and his body involuntarily knelt down.

Although Ning Chuan guessed that the identity of the old man was not ordinary, he didn't expect that it was actually an emperor, Shi Haoyun he had seen it, but the emperor only existed in Xuan Ming's words, but he didn't expect to see a real emperor today.

Ning Chuan subconsciously called out to Xuan Ming in his mind, but Xuan Ming seemed to fall into a deep sleep again, and there was no reaction. He muttered, the old man was really unreliable.

At this time, Ning Chuan was standing with the Ancient God Emperor, and around him was the ancient array arranged by the Peng Demon Clan, and above the ancient array, a golden phantom figure stood up, not like a human being, but a little like a Kunpeng.

The old man was majestic, his eyes shot out two brilliant rays, and he stared at the phantom above the Peng Demon Ancient Array motionlessly.

Sonorous!

The gods swept away, and the feather swords of the Peng Demon clan around them turned into flying ashes in the two divine rays, and the ancient array also trembled, and the phantom of the Peng Demon clan above also continued to shake lightly.

"Kunpeng ......" The old man's divine thoughts fluctuated again, as if with endless anger.

And the people of the Peng Demon clan have already been shocked, although this is an emperor, but it is not a real emperor, but it is just a residual divine thought.

But even such a divine thought can destroy their formation, you must know that although the Kunpeng Feather Sword of each of the Kunchen people can only besiege one God King, but the formation of the nine of them cannot even escape the saint.

In other words, the remnants of this primeval god emperor have not known how long the divine thoughts are comparable to those of saints, and even the existence of transcending saints.

"This is the Ancient God Emperor!"

"I've heard rumors that Qianxing once had traces of an emperor, the Ancient God Emperor. Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Emperor of the Blue Immortal......"

"I didn't expect to meet the real emperor today. ”

At this time, Kun Chen and the others couldn't help but vomit a large mouthful of blood, and the destruction of the Kunpeng Feather Sword also traumatized their hearts, and the blood couldn't help but spit out.

The faces of Kunchen and the others were quite good, but the faces of the ninth prince and the eighth prince were pale, and their cultivation was traumatized.

The old man didn't make a move after destroying the surrounding Peng Demon Feather Sword, but instead looked at the Kunpeng lair shrouded in black mangs above the ancient tree, with vicissitudes and a trace of anger in his eyes.

There was silence all around, and no one dared to make a sound under the divine power of the Ancient God Emperor, only the Kunpeng lair above the ancient wood made a whining magic sound in the wind, and the sea around the Divine Island also calmed down again.

Suddenly, the old man's expression moved, and he looked at Ning Chuan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was not clear, but it made Ning Chuan a little panicked.

And there are also people who secretly spread the word to speak, this is just a divine thought of the Ancient God Emperor, and he has already existed for I don't know how many years.

The old man withdrew his eyes to look at Ning Chuan, his body shook suddenly, and a black light rushed straight into the sky, and the endless spiritual power around him boiled, like pouring a basin of cold water into a hot oil pot.

Just as the old man's body was changing, suddenly the Kunpeng lair above the ancient tree suddenly shook violently, and the sound of iron chains resounded in the void.

On the old man's body, there were black iron chains, and the iron chains were wrapped around the old man's body, and the old man's eyes changed suddenly, and a touch of evil intent emerged.

Seeing that Ning Chuan's body was moving quickly to the side here, this Ancient God Emperor became a little wrong, as if the divinity had been suppressed and a demonic nature had appeared.

"The Ancient God Emperor has fallen into a demon!"

Someone exclaimed, the Kunpeng lair above the ancient tree continued to tremble, more and more iron chains were bound on the old man's body, and the ancient god emperor's long gray hair flew and roared in the sky, as if he was trying his best to suppress the demonic nature.

The golden divine light that had pierced the sky also changed, becoming pitch black as ink, and terrifying demonic power floated in the air.

"Be careful, this Ancient God Emperor has fallen into a demon! "The people of all parties raised their spirits, and the holy soldiers secretly flashed with a glow, ready to attack.

Everyone heard this sentence, and everyone's hearts secretly gave birth to a little vigilance, this is an emperor, just now he has shown his divine might, although terrifying but there is a divine existence, but now it has become a demonic nature, who knows if he will go on a killing spree.

At this time, the pitch-black eyes of the Ancient God Emperor scanned the people present, and everyone who was seen felt creepy, and the hairs on their bodies were standing on end, and cold sweat flowed.

Rumble!

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, the people of the Peng Demon Clan and the people of Taichenling had already made a move, and the golden spears shot into the air, and a colorful pagoda suppressed the void.

The moment the two sides attacked, the people of some forces fled the place in an instant, and those forces with holy weapons in their hands were secretly preparing to attack.

At this time, the old man's long gray hair under the ancient tree was flying, and his body was shrouded in endless black light, and he blurted out an angry roar, shattering the void.

And except for Ning Chuan, all the people have stayed away from the old man, and Ning Chuan is not unwilling to leave at this time, but he can't leave now, the coercion of the Ancient God Emperor is pervasive, and he is fixed in place.

And Chen Yan and Feng Yu had already rushed to the side, and only Ning Chuan stood in place with seven or six tripods in his hand.

At this moment, the old man's figure suddenly turned around and stared at Ning Chuan tightly, first at his feet, and then at his head.

The rest of the people knew that Ning Chuan had shown footwork in front of the old man just now, but the Ancient God Emperor looked at Ning Chuan's head, and everyone didn't know.

It's just that only Ning Chuan knows why the Ancient God Emperor is looking at his head, because in his divine consciousness, Xuan Ming is still sleeping, and what the old man is looking at should be Xuan Ming.

Although Ning Chuan didn't know the origin of Xuan Ming, judging from what Xuan Ming said and how many times he made a move, Xuan Ming was either an emperor or an even more terrifying existence.

"So even you have fallen......" The old man's thoughts fluctuated, his expression was shocked, and even the surrounding Wumang calmed down, staring at Ning Chuan tightly and motionless.

Time kept passing, and everyone around didn't know what this primeval god emperor was doing, and Ning Chuan secretly grabbed the seven or six tripods to mobilize the essence in his body.

Before, the old man's consciousness was relatively sober, but now that he was invaded by demonic thoughts, who knows what he can do.

Just when the people around him were already in this situation for a while, the Ancient God Emperor suddenly sighed softly, and his body regained a golden luster, shining through the black mang, and his eyes became clear again.

The Ancient God Emperor looked at his own chains, lowered his head and said to himself: "It turns out that I have already fallen, Kunpeng, didn't you imprison me for ten thousand years just to know the way to step into the emperor, but I didn't expect that even you have fallen." ”

At this moment, the old man understood everything, and the golden mangs on his body were so prosperous that even the iron chains could not suppress them, and his whole body became empty.

At this time, he became different from before, his whole body was filled with a holy aura, and his body became more and more transparent.

At this time, his mind had been cleared, and the demonic nature around his body had also been removed, and the whole person was like a rising glow, regaining a trace of the appearance of the primeval god emperor.

In the end, he sighed lightly, and the breath of the emperor burst out around the whole person, the clouds in mid-air were scattered, and the breath of the real emperor rose up at night.

At this moment, an inexplicable aura spread all around, arbitrarily eternal, the avenue was revealed, and the endless void around trembled.

All the people around knelt down, this was the real majesty of the emperor, even Ning Chuan, who was beside the old man, couldn't help but kneel, but fortunately he endured it in the end, although he was covered with countless blood marks all over his body.

"I am about to dissipate, everything that was once will return to dust, and from now on, there will be no more names of the Ancient God Emperor in this world. ”

At this time, the figure of the old man was already faintly invisible, only the outline of a round of human shape, the old man turned his head to look at Ning Chuan and said with a smile: "Your footwork under your feet is good, it is indeed the technique of Kunpeng back then, but you don't know that I have a grudge against Kunpeng." ”

Ning Chuan was also stunned when he heard this, he really didn't know this, but soon the old man smiled lightly: "But don't worry, it's already a grievance many years ago, and I have already let it go, but boy, I see that there is still a creature in your divine consciousness?"

After the old man said this, Ning Chuan's heart moved, he knew that what the old man said must be Xuanming.

"That's right, but the senior should be asleep by now. Ning Chuan replied.

The Ancient God Emperor shook his head and smiled, "Okay, just let all this dust return to dust." ”