In the blink of an eye, six days have passed, and Yan Feiyun has defeated six supreme masters in a row, but Yan Feiyun himself has consumed too much, and the white clothes on his body have already been dyed red.

Finally, the seventh opponent appeared, this person was covered with the power of thunder, and a thunderbolt of arms thick was wrapped around his arm, and finally turned into a war spear. The war spears were filled with endless thunder.

"Thunder Saint Emperor?" someone was shocked.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the five holy emperors, each of them has their own attributes, relying on one attribute to become an emperor, and this one turned out to be the power of thunder.

"The Thunder Saint Emperor is obviously much stronger than the previous Saint Emperors," said in a muttered voice.

"Why is this happening, does it have to be recognized by a natural force in order to become an emperor?" Ye Lingfeng asked.

"Heavenly King, this was indeed the case in the past, so now Yan Feiyun is demonstrating to us not only how to preach, but also the essence left by these Holy Emperors of the past dynasties."

Ye Lingfeng's heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy, but Ye Lingfeng also knew that now he could only watch slowly here, because he had no other choice.

"Who is the other Holy Emperor?" Ye Lingfeng asked.

"Wind Holy Emperor, that is, Xiao Tianwen's master"

"So that's the case, who is the eighth one?" Ye Lingfeng said a little strangely.

At this moment, everyone shook their heads, obviously not knowing, because in their records, there were only seven Holy Emperors, and there were no other Holy Emperors.

"We don't know," said Snow Maiden.

Everyone was a little puzzled, and at this moment, the Buddha said, "The eighth is my master, the Buddha."

"Buddha Master, isn't the Nine Stars Alignment supposed to be a competition between the younger generations, why do these Holy Emperors look so young?" someone suddenly wondered.

"This is their relic, which means that before the Holy Emperor attains enlightenment, the soul in his original body will be out of the body, because the Divine Throne will give the Holy Emperor a new invincible body. Although the original body is no longer useful, every Holy Emperor will keep it.

"So that's the case, why do I feel like I've been planning for a long time this time?" Ye Lingfeng asked a little strangely.

"No one knows about this"

“........”

This time, Yan Feiyun and the Thunder Saint Emperor fought for three days and three nights before they defeated the Thunder Saint Emperor, but Yan Feiyun's situation was even worse than before, his body was covered with scars, and there were patches of scorched black.

One of them was a deep visible bone that almost pierced the heart.

"How can this be? Didn't you say that you wanted to deceive the heavens, why is it still so miserable?" Ma Hou said a little strangely.

"It's not tragic, but Yan Feiyun is really going to become an emperor now, and although these Holy Emperors are just remnant souls, but they have been recuperating for a long time and have recovered a lot of combat power, it is said that the Divine Throne has a spirit, and it is not a Holy Emperor born from the battle of the strongest Divine Throne, and it will not be recognized by the Divine Throne, let's take a slow look."

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared under the last seventh star, and after seeing this person, many people's faces changed, and Ye Lingfeng's eyes widened.

Because he had seen this Wind Saint Emperor before, and on the highest peak of the Tiannan Holy Land, Xiao Tianwen was stunned, because the person in front of him was his master, the Saint Emperor of the previous generation.

"How is that possible? Isn't he dead yet?"

"Old Ancestor, this can't be fake, right?" Xiao Feng stood next to Xiao Tianwen and immediately asked.

"Absolutely not, I remember the aura on his body, it will definitely not be fake," Xiao Tianwen said with great certainty.

"How is this possible?What is Yan Feiyun going to do?" Xiao Feng immediately asked.

"Can't you see this? These so-called emperors have left a remnant soul, nourished with the relics they left behind, and this is why there are seven masters who look young now, it seems that Yan Feiyun is also dying for Yan Xiaofeng, Feng'er, you have to remember that this is not only Yan Xiaofeng's chance, but also our Xiao family's chance, in this life, as long as you can become a holy emperor, you can break your fate, and you can even ask for immortality"

When Xiao Feng heard this, his face was indeed a little sluggish, after losing the last battle with Ye Lingfeng, Xiao Feng's edge had converged a lot, and it was no longer as rampant as before, Xiao Tianwen didn't know if it was good or bad.

"Ancestor, don't worry, I will definitely lead our Xiao family to the peak," Xiao Feng said immediately.

It's just that this time Xiao Feng has become a lot calmer than before.

And at this moment in the Ethereal Immortal Palace, the Soul Master Tai and Ling Hui both had a great change in their expressions, although the two of them had a premonition that the Wind Saint Emperor would definitely appear, but when they really saw it, their hearts were different.

"Father, are you still alive?" Ling Hui couldn't stop crying after seeing the Wind Saint Emperor.

"Master......." Lingjue Master was stunned at the moment, it was okay for others, but for his master, Lingjue Master had different emotions in his heart.

Because if he didn't have his own master, how miserable his fate would be, although over the years, he hated Wang Zhen in his heart, but the Spirit Absolute Master was not the kind of person who was extremely evil, at least for the current Spirit Peer, the status of the Wind Saint Emperor in her heart was still supreme.

The battle is about to break out, the Wind Saint Emperor's body is like the wind, formless and imageless, extremely weird, Yan Feiyun's combat skills are indeed even more terrifying, plus the previous Yan Feiyun consumed too much, this battle has become a bitter battle, extremely hard, although Yan Feiyun won in the end, but he stepped on the void, and he already seemed to stumble a little.

"Father" Ling Hui immediately rushed forward, and the Wind Saint Emperor turned his head and glanced at Ling Hui, with a kind look in his eyes.

When the Wind Saint Emperor fell, Linghui was just a child, and now Linghui is already the ancestor in the hearts of the disciples of the Ethereal Immortal Palace.

"Master" At this moment, the Spirit Master also turned into a long rainbow and flew over.

"Lingjue, there are some things that should be let go, why should you suffer yourself, and you have to affect others?

After hearing the words of the Wind Saint Emperor, the Spirit Master was shocked, and then said, "Master, you know everything?"

"Yes, I'm going to take the road ahead, and I want you to go by yourself," the Wind Saint Emperor finished speaking, and disappeared into the void.

Linghui and Lingjue wanted to catch up, but in the end they didn't, and the Wind Saint Emperor, like the other Saint Emperors, slowly disappeared.

At the same time, under the throne of the last star, the next challenger finally appeared, a young monk, covered in golden light, his body as if it was made of brass again, looking extremely terrifying.

With a "dang" sound, the Buddha Lord smashed his fist on the long sword in Yan Feiyun's hand, and the stabbing sword, which was known as invincible, only left a scratch on his arm.

"It's ....... How is it possible? The Buddha Lord is inevitably too strong, right?" Ye Lingfeng said in shock.

"It's not that the Buddha Lord is too strong, but Yan Feiyun has run out of oil, if he can't defeat the Buddha Lord, he may have to fall early and become the Holy Emperor.

"How can this be? It's so unfair, isn't it? If the Buddha Lord wins in the end, will the Buddha Lord become the Holy Emperor?" Ye Lingfeng asked.

"No, because they are all remnants and relics, the divine seat will not approve of them, unless Yan Feiyun can defeat the Buddha Lord, the Buddha's words, everything will become vain, and the success will fall short"

After hearing this, many people's faces changed, even Ye Lingfeng's face was a little southward, his ancestors almost fought for their own lives, but even so, if they couldn't blind the heavens, wouldn't it mean that their ancestors were going to die in vain?

"Roar" At this moment, Yan Feiyun roared angrily, the power of the blood veins was opened, his eyes were blood-red, the whole person looked almost bigger, his eyes were blood-red, and he punched out the Buddha with a fist.

With a loud "boom", the stars shattered and turned into dust, and Yan Feiyun's punch could almost be said to be devastating.

The Buddha Lord also blasted over with a punch, and his big golden hand grabbed Yan Feiyun's fist.

The two of them were not equal, which made Ye Lingfeng and the Yan family's group widen their eyes, because in their opinion, after Yan Feiyun's bloodline power was opened, it was almost ten times stronger at once.

Although it is said that the Buddha Lord can fight the Holy Emperor, but after all, it is only combatable, and it is a bit reluctant to say it, that is to say, the Buddha Lord is still a lot weaker than the Holy Emperor, how can it be so strong.

"The Buddha Lord is the body of Vajra, invulnerable, and infinitely powerful, and the other Holy Emperors are all remnant souls, but the Buddha Lord is not" At this moment, the Buddha immediately said.

After hearing the words of the Buddha, Ye Lingfeng and the others understood the meaning, that is, the other Holy Emperors had fallen, and all that was left behind were some remnant souls, but the Buddha Lord did not, he was still alive, so he was naturally stronger than those remnant souls.

"Dangdang ......" There was a sound like an alarm bell in the chaos, and the battle between Yan Feiyun and the Buddha Lord finally came to the chaos, and the final battle was far longer than everyone imagined, and the two fought for almost a month.

With a "bang", Yan Feiyun directly pierced the body of the Buddha Master, and golden blood flowed out.

After the blood flowed out, the Buddha Lord suddenly weakened a lot, because these golden blood were the source of the Buddha's strength, and after the source passed, the Buddha Lord was naturally weak.

"The war is coming to an end," he said.

Sure enough, another day passed, and the Buddha Lord was annihilated by Yan Feiyun's ashes, and like the other Holy Emperors, he turned into dust.

"Boom ......." above the sky, lightning and thunder suddenly roared, and a large black cloud flew over. It almost overshadowed the light of the nine stars, and after a while, the nine stars began to slowly dim, and finally disappeared into the void, and the other divine seats also disappeared, leaving the last divine seat, Yan Feiyun immediately sat on it.

After sitting on it, the wounds on Yan Feiyun's body began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood-red color in his eyes faded. Yan Feiyun was absorbing the essence of the divine throne at the moment, and the whole person began to become stronger at a rapid rate, and finally became extremely powerful.

An imperial robe appeared on Yan Feiyun's body, and a crown also appeared on his head, and at this moment, all beings were prostrate on the ground, constantly kneeling down to worship the new Holy Emperor.

"Yan Feiyun has become an emperor, and there is another amazing figure between heaven and earth," Yutai couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Meet the Holy Emperor" Ye Lingfeng and the others also knelt down, at this moment almost all the races worshipped together, and Yan Feiyun became the only emperor in the world.

After half a day, Yan Feiyun stood up from the throne, and then sold it in one step, and the next time he appeared, he was already on the ruins left by the Holy Emperor.

Yan Feiyun stretched out his hand, and among the ruins, a palace seemed to grow out of the ground, and in a few clicks, a complete palace appeared in front of him, and on the gate of the palace, three big characters were written, Holy Emperor Palace.

Group after group of masters turned into a long rainbow and rushed to worship the Holy Emperor.

At this moment, the sky suddenly changed, and a huge palm grabbed Yan Feiyun.