Chapter 1527: One Pick Four Emperors

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"It can't be, this can't be. "The Kunpeng and the Golden Crow roared, like mad dogs.

The Great Emperors of both of their clans were among them, but they were attracted by the Heavenly Tribulation of the Ancient Holy Body.

This is an irony and a shame, they actually saw their ancestors in other people's heavenly tribulations, but they, in any heavenly tribulation, have no such honor.

Their arrogance, at this moment, was completely trampled, Ye Chen had disdained to regard them as opponents, his opponent was their ancestor Emperor, and it was the supreme overlook.

"The four emperors really look up to the younger generations. "Ye Chen's blood was boiling, burning like fire, and his combat power was almost rising, until he reached the peak of the peak, and he didn't dare to carry it in the slightest.

Two hundred years ago, the Emperor Realm Heavenly Tribulation provoked the Empress of Donghua, and only one person beat him half to death.

A hundred years ago, the Quasi-Saint Heavenly Tribulation provoked the Fighting Saint Emperor and the Taixu Dragon Emperor, and he died nine times for a lifetime.

Now, I see the Emperor Dao Law Body again, and it is not one or two, it has been directly doubled into four, and they were all the strongest beings in the heavens and all domains, and they have all ruled over all spirits, and they are invincible.

One becomes two, two becomes four, and he strongly suspects that there will be eight Emperor Dao Bodies, sixteen Saint King Tribulations, thirty-two Great Saint Tribulations, and sixty-four Quasi-Emperor Tribulations.

He can see that God wants him to pick up the one hundred and thirty emperors of the Xuanhuang.

That's just an illusion, and it's just a thought, his cultivation will stop at the saint level, and he won't be able to enter the quasi-saint king level, let alone the saint king, great saint and quasi-emperor level in the back.

"The battle is Lingxiao Xianque, and the battle is not the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring. Ye Chen's killing sword trembled in his hand, his feet stepped on the Golden Holy Sea, and his head hung over the Chaos Divine Ding, supporting the Chaos Vision.

Whether it is the Donghua Empress of the Imperial Tribulation in the past, or the Taixu Dragon Emperor and the Fighting Saint Emperor during the quasi-Holy Tribulation, it is doubtful that the current Kunpeng Emperor, Jinwu Emperor, Xuanwu Emperor and Qilin Emperor are not the emperor himself, but the imprint of the emperor, which melted the world and the earth thousands of years ago.

To put it bluntly, the four Great Emperors at this moment are all saint-level, and they are of the same level as him.

He has realized that if he wants to survive this time, he needs to kill the four emperors of the same level as him, and it is still a duel between the young holy body and the young emperor, and it is a one-on-four lineup.

The heavens and the earth shook, and they couldn't withstand the pressure of the four emperors, and they were rampant and chaotic.

The four emperors all moved, from the east, west, north and south, straight to the center, their bodies were as heavy as a mountain, stepping on the earth thumping, the emperor's law was flying, and every wisp was on the road.

The Golden Crow Emperor attacked first, slashing out a galaxy with a sword, dissolving the vast world.

This is a sword that cuts the heavens and destroys the earth, melts the emperor's Taoist form, and evolves thousands of Taoist methods to the extreme, the Golden Crow Emperor is amazing, and his name still intimidates the heavens.

Ye Chen didn't dare to slack off, and he also raised his hand and waved his sword, cutting off the galaxy, he had an enmity with the Golden Crow clan, but he still feared the Golden Crow Emperor, the supreme one thousand years ago, and also guarded the common people.

He sighed that as the descendant of the emperor, what the Jinwu clan did tonight had insulted the prestige of their ancestors and painted the immortal myth of the emperor with a gray color.

When the Kunpeng Emperor arrived, Ling Tian pressed it with one palm, it was as heavy as a mountain and a giant mountain, pressing Ye Chen's legs bent, and the holy body couldn't bear the pressure, and the gap opened, and there was a brilliant holy blood spraying thin.

Ye Chen's qi and blood rose, poured into the major meridians, and stubbornly resisted Ling Tian's palm.

He was in awe of the Kunpeng Emperor, but he despised the descendants of the emperor, like the Jinwu clan, who insulted the prestige of his ancestors and shocked the emperor of the past and the present, and would not have thought that the descendants would be so unbearable.

In a moment, the Xuanwu Emperor has attacked, and his palm is like a divine sword, dominating the world.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, resisted with a palm, and the nine realms and eight desolation fists were one, and he returned the punch of Emperor Xuanwu.

It's just that although his punch was ferocious, it was like hitting the iron stone, not only did it fail to hurt the Xuanwu Emperor, but his hand bones were shattered, and the brilliant holy blood splattered.

Ye Chen secretly smacked his tongue, Emperor Xuanwu deserved to be the emperor who was famous for his defense among the one hundred and thirty emperors of the Xuanwu Wilderness, this kind of defense was extremely domineering, and it would be difficult for people of the same rank to break through its defenses.

As he spoke, the Qilin Emperor also came, and the finger of silence destroyed the withering and decaying, piercing his chest.

The holy blood is splashed, the wisps are dazzling, although the four emperors are the law body, but with the tacit understanding, the emperor law dances together, intertwining the ancient vision, it is a piece of desolate land.

Ye Chen's expression was awe-inspiring, and after a short confrontation, he knew the strength of the emperor, even if he was a saint-level young emperor, he also had the qualifications to look down on the era, otherwise he would not have been crowned emperor against the sky.

He didn't dare to underestimate the people who could be crowned emperors, which one of them was a general, their amazement, to be on par with the Great Dao, or even above the Great Dao, they were the pinnacle of the Dao.

Without thinking much about it, he suddenly waved his hand, and countless small flying knives shot in all directions, but they were not attacking, but hanging in the void and inserting

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