In the Divine Realm, the Heavenly Emperor's face was extremely complicated.

Who are these people? Where did they come from?

His eyes were heavy, and he had to admit in his heart that his fists were smaller.

Not to mention the mysterious existence who casually sealed him, even the goddess who had just left, he couldn't beat him.

This time the trouble is beyond imagination.

The Heavenly Emperor looked at the empty God Realm, and there was not much left of the God Clan.

He closed his eyes with difficulty, defeated!

The Protoss kept dying, and the number was getting smaller and smaller.

No matter how unwilling you are, you have to admit that there is no point in continuing this war.

He sighed and opened his mouth to say to the remaining Protoss in the God Realm, "Descend!"

The voice reverberated throughout the Divine Realm, with regret.

The Protoss guarding outside the passage of the Divine Realm heard this.

They all shuddered, and their hearts were indescribably complicated.

It seems to be relieved, but it seems to be a little unwilling.

However, at the moment when the Emperor's voice fell!

There was a glimmer of light on his body.

The Heavenly Emperor sat alone in the empty heavenly court, his face was like an ancient well without waves, as if it had become a pool of stagnant water.

Calmly watching the light pouring out of his body, the seal in his body was unsealed at the same time as the light emerged.

The rays of light converged into a single token.

Landing in front of the Heavenly Emperor, slowly turning.

"Heavenly City!"

Three large characters were engraved on the token, and the runes shone brightly, with a mysterious aura.

He stared at him and reached out to catch the token.

Complexion changes.

Sometimes he looked at the token in his hand, and sometimes he frowned at the immortal Qin of the ghost world.

He was hesitating to take advantage of his cultivation to recover and kill Immortal Qin.

However, this thought was fleeting, and thinking of Yun Chen's unfathomable power that day, he finally rested the thought in his heart.

One last glance at the Heavenly Court Divine Realm.

The Heavenly Emperor stood up, the token in his hand flashing brightly.

His figure disappeared into this realm!

Heavenly City, outside the East City Gate!

A ray of light fell from the sky and turned into a majestic man.

He glanced up at the tall city gate, and there was surprise in his eyes.

This time.

Dragon Clan Ao Donghai appeared beside him, there are not many masters in the Heavenly City now, Yun Chen asked the old man to come out of the town.

Ao Donghai glanced at the Emperor of Heaven and saluted with a smile: "Old man, vice president of the Heavenly Academy, Ao Donghai!

The Heavenly Emperor's gaze froze.

As if he had fallen into another world, what he saw was not an old man, but a supreme true dragon across the starry sky.

The real dragon didn't know how big it was, and even if it was a planet, it was just dust around him.

Every breath can set off a world-shattering storm in the starry sky.

This picture was fleeting, and the Emperor of Heaven was in a trance and suddenly came back to his senses.

The old man's gaze was horrified.

What is this realm?

His eyes were full of shock, and his gaze towards this mysterious place couldn't help but change.

Follow Ao Donghai towards the Heavenly City.

At this moment, the arena tryouts have begun, so the streets are very cold, and many shops are closed to watch the games.

Right in the best box in the arena.

Yun Chen leaned back on the sofa and looked at the battlefields below.

On the left sat the red queen, and on the right sat Yuan Xi.

"How does Pangu's spiritual power feel?" Yun Chen asked softly as he looked down.

In Yuan Xi's eyebrows, the five-color refining flashed slightly: "Powerful, this is the basic force that constitutes the world, I already understand how to go in the future!"

Yun Chen smiled when he heard this.

At this time, Ao Donghai knocked on the door with the Emperor of Heaven.

The Heavenly Emperor's palm hidden in his sleeve robe clenched slightly, and even he could hardly imagine that such an emotion would appear one day.

His gaze swept the place silently.

When he saw Yun Chen and Yuan Xi, his heart tightened.

However, I didn't care if he came in or not, just glanced at it slightly.

"I'll talk about that later!"

With that, he set his eyes on the battlefield below.

The battlefield is divided into many places.

From the two true dragons of the transcendent ninth order to the transcendent fifth order, the battlefields are divided.

The atmosphere in the arena was in full swing.

"Lao Li, come on, fuck him, fuck that birdman!"

In the audience, Liu Peiqiang shouted loudly to cheer for Lao Li.

Follow his line of sight.

On top of a huge ring.

Li Yunlong and Qiandaoliu are confronting!

Both of them are martial spirits, Li Yunlong's nine blood-colored souls surround his body, and the ninth of them faintly glows with a faint golden light, and a huge cannon is standing beside him.

Cold, heavy, terrifying, and exudes a terrifying aura.

Qiandaoliu's eyes sank, and the angel wings behind him flapped slightly, and the divine light flowed all over his body.

There are also nine soul rings shining on the body.

"You admit defeat! I must get the quota of the law enforcement team!"

Thousands of streams spoke in a deep voice, majestic as sacred!

Lao Li pursed his lips: "Don't fucking be crooked, what you say is yours is yours?

Qiandaoliu frowned, majestic and noble, like a god, his body was suspended in mid-air, looking down on Li Yunlong.

The voice was low: "Vulgar! Is this the style of other world powerhouses......

Lao Li slapped the Italian cannon beside him, "Your fucking grinding and chirping are endless, if you want to fight, what nonsense!"

"It's still shining, it's still wings, and I'm telling you, I like to beat you like that!"

Lao Li pointed to Qiandaoliu, he really likes to fight like this.

The Italian Artillery Martial Spirit didn't know how, it seemed to be more powerful against this non-Huaxia direction existence.

Qiandaoliu's face was ugly, and he was scolded by Li Yunlong one by one.

He is the strongest person in the Martial Spirit Palace, when has he ever been so angry.

"Hmph, let's fight!"

Behind Qiandaoliu, the angel's wings suddenly unfolded, emitting infinite light, as if turning into a divine sword, punishing all heretics.

Seeing this, Lao Li's body shook.

The nine soul rings trembled in unison, and then suddenly they merged into one, turning into a huge red gold divine ring.

Qiandaoliu's eyes widened in shock, his eyes were full of disbelief, the soul ring could still be fused?

It's impossible!

"What kind of soul technique is this?" he exclaimed.

Li Yunlong smiled and patted the Italian **** bookstore to see it himself, oh, you don't seem to be a resident of Heavenly City, you can't see it!"

This is naturally a secret technique developed by the Heavenly City.

The voice fell.

The only crimson golden soul ring shook violently, turning into a divine light and pouring into the Italian cannon.

Just listen to a loud bang!

"Boom!"

As if the world had exploded, the sound shook the battlefield and roared, and the battlefield enchantment faintly rippled.

The power of this blow was obviously beyond Li Yunlong's own realm.

I saw a golden cannonball burst out, and time and space froze.

It's as if everything is stuck in a swamp, and it's getting harder and more slow.

The wings of the Thousand Streams spread out and hovered in mid-air.

The expression on his face gradually lost control, but under the power of this stagnant time and space, it was impossible to dodge.

What's more, one of the strongest passive soul skills of the Italian cannon is a must-hit!

Within the range of the cannon, there is no way to dodge at all, only hard connection!

Just listen!

'Bang!'

A bang!

Qiandaoliu watched in horror as his chest was shattered by the cannonball.

"The battle is over, Li Yunlong wins!"

The battlefield decides the winner, and the shattered body of the Thousand Streams is repaired under the laws of the arena.

He stood in the air with a pale face.

His eyes were full of unwillingness and horror, and he stared at Li Yunlong tightly!

exclaimed: "What kind of martial soul is this!"