Di Que, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was still taking a nap, the elbow of his right hand casually pressed against the armrest of the dragon chair, and the fingertips of his right hand were on his forehead.

This man's demeanor seems to be engraved in his bones, and even such a casual sitting posture reveals a bit of natural nobility.

When Jiang Jue's consciousness suddenly locked on him, Di Que seemed to feel something, his brows furrowed slightly, and his cold and narrow phoenix eyes opened at some point.

Emperor Que's eyes did not have the confusion and vigilance that he was awakened to, nor the indifference and mockery of the past, and his pupils were only filled with extremely dangerous obscurity at this moment. His countenance, however, was surprisingly calm, so calm that it seemed that the most turbulent storm in the world could not affect him in the slightest.

Instead of standing up from the dragon chair, Emperor Que raised his left hand and tapped the golden armrest, his calm demeanor silently telling that he had expected to release the Absolute Guild to lock him in on from his consciousness.

Emperor Que naturally felt the undisguised warning of Jiang Jue, but he didn't care about Jiang Jue's attitude at all. The fingers of his right hand on his forehead slightly blocked Di Que's right eye, but they couldn't stop the thin lips and interesting expression he had curled at the moment.

If I have to describe it, Di Que at this time is like a lone wolf wandering in the ice and snow trying to prey, even a smile is full of beast-like aggression.

Jiang couldn't help but sigh "tsk" when he saw this, and his brows furrowed reflexively. He was most tired of Emperor Que's demeanor of controlling everything, because it meant that he and Changsheng were going to have trouble again.

In fact, just as he expected, he saw that the emperor raised his right hand with a smile, and the right hand that held the sword all the year round swiped at random in the void, and the empty palace was suddenly scattered with more than a dozen pictures of different scenes.

Naturally, these pictures are not meant to show the scenery of various places, and every picture in the void is staged to show what is really happening in a certain place in the three thousand worlds at this time.

Just like the Emperor Que who cut the space on the back of the dragon to connect with the vast world, the Emperor Que is also doing this to contact those guys who don't know where they are in the picture, and this can barely be regarded as a unique means for the Immortal Emperors.

The consciousness of the Immortal Emperors can penetrate the three thousand worlds, as long as the person you contact does not stop your connection after feeling the spatial fluctuations on your side, then no matter how far apart you are, you can use this to have a communication in the air.

However, Jiang Jue has not used this ability much since he became an Immortal Emperor, and even if he did, it was he who used it to contact others, not others who used this ability to contact him.

Although he is not good at maneuvering, he is not a fool. He knew very well that he had been being troubled by those annoying guys, and if he really talked to someone in the air without any defense, it was estimated that before he could talk a few words, the other party would be able to determine which plane he was staying in now based on the scene around him, and his whereabouts would be known to everyone.

The people who don't like him have already spread all over the three thousand worlds, and what awaits him at that time will not be some pretended friendly conversation, but endless troubles and entanglements. He also wanted to live a peaceful life for a few days, so naturally he would not accept the invitation of these people to dialogue.

As for creating a layer of fog on his side and talking to people, just thinking about it would be too much trouble, and he didn't bother to do it. Over time, every time he felt that someone was going to talk to him in the air, he would block the other party's consciousness very neatly, and so far he had not accepted anyone's invitation to talk to him at all.

"Emperor Que. "There are enemies all over the place, of course I don't like the ability to talk in the air, but other cultivators don't have so many scruples.

Just listening to those voices that were old or young, low or hearty, coming out of the picture in the void, and coincidentally overlapping, it was difficult to hear for a while how many people called out the name of the Immortal Emperor on the dragon chair at the same time.

If a person who likes to browse "Xiuzhen Bao" appeared in this palace at this moment, then he would definitely be so surprised that he couldn't say a word.

Calling the Immortal Emperor by his name is already considered an offensive act, not to mention that so many people shout it in different tones, but the most surprising thing is not this, but the true identity of these people who appear in the picture.

As long as you are a person who often reads "Xiuzhen Bao", you can recognize most of the people in the picture as frequent visitors to "Xiuzhen Bao" in the world. Although the rest of the people are not well known to the public, they are also important figures in the world.

"Di Que, you have the leisure to contact so many people at once. A gloomy male voice came through the picture, abruptly breaking the slightly subtle atmosphere of the moment.

The speaker's name is Broken Thousand Peaks, and he is one of the top Immortal Emperors in the Great Thousand World. His temper is notoriously bad, if it weren't for the fact that he offended too many people in order to chase legends, the Immortal Emperor who has the most enemies in the Three Thousand Worlds may be him now.

In the picture, Duan Qianfeng was dressed in a dark gray robe, and the irritability in his words almost wanted to cut through the space. Even in the face of Emperor Que, who was stronger than him, Duan Qianfeng didn't show much respect at all.

"Broken, Qian, Feng! It turns out that you have hid in the Middle Thousand World!" As soon as Duan Qianfeng's words fell, a voice full of murderous intent also sounded.

The person who pronounced the name of Duan Qianfeng word by word was not Emperor Que, but another powerful Immortal Emperor. Obviously, this long-famous and powerful Immortal Emperor has a grudge against Duan Qianfeng.

This is not something to be surprised about, except for the two legendary immortal emperors in the Three Thousand Worlds, Jiang Jue and Emperor Que, most of the other immortal emperors have lived for thousands of years.

In such a long time, it is inevitable that they will have some grievances and grievances with each other. Now that he caught a glimpse of the person who had an enmity with him through the picture, the long-suppressed killing intent of the Immortal Emperors was naturally a little uncontrollable.

"Hide, you can't help but think too much of yourself when you say this. Hearing this, Duan Qianfeng sneered, as if he didn't take the Immortal Emperor who had just spoken in his eyes.

Duan Qianfeng said so, but he still raised his hand to cover the picture on his side with a layer of fog. Although he was not afraid of the other party, he didn't want the other party to know which plane of the Middle Thousand World he was in at the moment.

Not only is it the scene where Broken Qianfeng decisively waved his hand to cover his side, but there are also Immortal Emperors doing this in other pictures. If they only faced Emperor Que alone, of course these Immortal Emperors would not use means to cover up the scene on their side, because they wanted to use this to show Emperor Que that they trusted Emperor Que very much.

However, today's situation is a little different, no one expected that Emperor Que would contact so many people at once. Faced with the presence of friends and foes, no one with the slightest vigilance would want their whereabouts to be known.

"Emperor Que, what is the matter with you contacting us?" asked a fairy emperor shrouded in the fog with a tired voice, although the picture he was in was foggy, but the faint roar of the fierce beast in the picture was a sign of his terrible situation at the moment.

After the Immortal Emperor finished asking, he rubbed his forehead that was so painful. God knows that he is still in the Jedi of the Great Thousand Worlds at this time, if it weren't for the person who contacted him was Emperor Que, he would not have been able to talk to people in such a ghost place!

Fortunately, the danger level of this Jedi was not high, so he could take the time to say a few words to Emperor Que. If this ghost place was more dangerous, he would rather offend the emperor than accept this inexplicable conversation, after all, he still cherished his life very much, and he didn't want to accidentally fall in this plane full of fierce beasts.

As soon as this question came out, the Immortal Emperors who were still ridiculing each other before also slowly quieted down, and everyone was silently waiting for the Emperor Que sitting on the dragon chair to give them an answer.

"Enough of the noise?" Di Que, who had been silent for a long time, finally asked lightly, it was just a short three words, but the immortal emperors present suddenly felt a chill carved into the bone marrow.

The palace where Emperor Ming Ming was located was only temporarily prepared by the people of the small world, and it was not at all comparable to the extreme luxury of the palace in the big world, but his bearing had nothing to do with where he was. As long as Emperor Que himself is still sitting here, this palace naturally has the magic power to make people kneel when they see it.

"It's not a big deal for me to contact you, in fact, all I really want to say is one sentence......" Emperor Que didn't seem to feel the jealousy of those Immortal Emperors towards him at all, and the corners of his cold lips even slowly outlined an arc of unknown meaning.

Emperor Que's gaze seemed to fall on the picture in the void, but the generals who were far away on the island knew very well that Emperor Que was not looking at these people at all.

Although Emperor Que seems to get along well with these Immortal Emperors, this guy is really arrogant by nature, and he has always looked down on these old antiques who use them for him without a struggle.

If it weren't for the profits, Jiang would never even think that the emperor would not look at the world at all, and the only things that could sway in front of his eyes in these three thousand worlds might be the dragon in the sky and the cold dragon chair.

At this time, the emperor's dark pupils seemed to be slowly burning with cold flames, and that flame seemed to be wrapped in the most boring reason. Di Que is looking at some picture in the void now, he is simply writing a war against himself who is shrouding the entire palace with his consciousness.

Jiang Jue probably guessed what Emperor Que would say next, this guy has regarded Changsheng as a special chess piece since he knew about the existence of Changsheng, and today he is going to put this crucial chess piece on the chess game.

After Di Que said the next sentence, the game between him and Di Que that had been postponed for a hundred years was about to officially begin.

Thinking of this, the hand holding the sword slowly tightened a little, and what appeared on his heroic face was not anger or jealousy, but the rebellious madness that belonged to the strongest person in the three thousand worlds.

At the same time, Emperor Que, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was also whispering to the people in the void:

"The sentence I want to tell you is ......"

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