The following days were exactly as everyone had guessed.

Before discussing the matter of the central battlefield, under the auspices of Cang Sheng, the deputy leader of the alliance, the spheres of influence of the various powerful clans in the universe were redefined and divided, and the boundary issue was emphasized.

However, in general, each ethnic group has maintained its own sphere of influence, and has not changed much.

There is only one strong clan called the Blue Blood Clan, who was labeled as ineffective for some reason, and was directly confiscated by the Cangsheng.

After that, the Blue Blood Emperor, who had been captured a long time ago, was brought up, and as soon as he saw Cangsheng, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

However, his fate has long been determined and cannot be changed.

Desperate, he actually burst out on the spot, bursting out with the power of the emperor-level peak, shaking the heavens and the earth.

However, from beginning to end, Cang Sheng just glanced at him lightly, and the blue-blooded emperor with the power of an emperor exploded and died, leaving not even the slightest residue left.

And the fate of the entire blue blood is also extremely tragic, the entire race has been reduced to slavery and enslaved by other races.

The other emperors woke up in shock, and at the same time had a kinship.

Only the newly promoted Purple Sky Emperor volunteered to chase down the blue-blooded high-level, and was promised by Cangsheng.

In the huge central conference hall, Yang Xuan, who was sitting on one side, was secretly frightened

The blue blood that filled the ground seemed to tell the comparison of the strength of the emperor and the saint, even if he was full of strength, it was impossible to kill a peak emperor with a single look.

This is the holy level, and all the great emperors are like ants in front of the holy level.

The small episode before the meeting could not change the course of the meeting, and next, Cang Sheng explained the true purpose of bringing together the emperors of all clans this time.

Quite simply, the tax was raised, and it was not a small amount.

If it had been placed before, it would have been very likely that the emperors would still have competed for it, but with the experience of the blue-blooded emperors, the new tax policy was passed by all the people without any hindrance, and there was not even a single voice of opposition.

The Assembly of All Races ended so simply, and the Emperors of all tribes began to return one after another.

With their return, the names of Heavenly Xuan Emperor Yang Xuan and Purple Demon Emperor Zitian will surely spread throughout the universe.

When he came, the Lyra Clan's flying ships were overwhelming, but when he returned, there was only one handsome ship left.

Yang Xuan, who was sitting in his seat with his eyes closed and pondering, suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Where is the central battlefield?"

This was a question that existed in his mind.

This time I went to the central battlefield, but I only saw the glory of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, and I didn't see any trace of the central battlefield, which was very strange.

"The cosmic square in the center of the cosmic ring is not only the center of power of the Alliance of All Races, but also the passage to enter the central battlefield, and if you want to enter the central battlefield, you must enter through the passage in the cosmic cube. Qin Liuyun explained.

After a pause, she saw that Yang Xuan still looked puzzled, so she explained again: "The so-called central battlefield is a void between our universe and the universe where the extraterritorial heavenly demons are located, and it can only be entered through the passage. ”

Only then did Yang Xuan understand and said, "Parallel universe?"

Qin Liuyun nodded: "Technological civilization has such a saying, but we are still used to calling it extraterritorial." ”

Yang Xuan asked again: "Have any of the soldiers from various clans returned to reinforce them?"

That's another question he has.

It seems that all the fighters who enter the central battlefield have no return.

Qin Liuyun frowned and said: "It seems that there is none, maybe he has died in battle, maybe the war over there is so anxious that he has no time to return." ”

After a pause, she continued: "However, many Emperor and Great Emperor-level cultivators have entered the central battlefield, and the battle over there is indeed very fierce, and there are nine deaths. ”

Yang Xuan stopped talking, for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

"I want to go to the central battlefield and get some training. After a while, Yang Xuan said.

Qin Liuyun was stunned, and then nodded: "You can apply to Cangsheng for this, but I advise you not to go." ”

"Why?" Yang Xuan asked.

"The extraterritorial demons are all extremely powerful, the Great Emperor-level masters are endless, and the Saint-level can also be seen, although you have the power of the Three Emperors, but there, it is still very dangerous. "Qinliu Cloud Road.

Then, she sighed again: "I can't imagine that you actually have the power of the Three Emperors, if you are given enough time, it is not impossible to become holy." ”

"Sanctification, how?" asked Yang Xuan.

"Since ancient times, the Five Emperors have become holy, and when the Great Emperor has the power of the Five Emperors, he can be sanctified. Now that you are already the power of the Three Emperors, if you can cultivate the power of the Two Emperors, you will be able to become holy. Qin Liuyun yearned.

If Yang Xuan becomes holy, then the Tianqin clan will rise to the top, and they will no longer have to look at people's eyes.

"The Five Emperors are holy?" Yang Xuan said strangely, it was the first time he had heard such a statement.

"You don't know?" Qin Liuyun looked at him strangely. Then he explained: "If you stack the power of the peak emperor five times, you can become holy, which has been the case since ancient times, but the difficulty in this is too great, and you can't produce a saint for tens of thousands of years." ”

Five Emperors?

Yang Xuan fell into deep thought.

However, in his mind, there was a figure that gradually became clear.

To the east, the wolf to the east.

And the words coming to the east echoed in his mind over and over again.

The Tao is nothing, and there is something out of nothing!

Just as he was pondering, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the handsome ship.

"Yang Xuan, come out and see you. ”

Yang Xuan raised his head slightly and looked at Qin Liuyun beside him.

But Qin Liuyun didn't react as if he hadn't heard it at all.

Seeing Yang Xuan look over, a puzzled expression appeared on her face.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Yang Xuan smiled and said lightly: "That Purple Demon Emperor seems to be looking for someone to catch up. ”

"Zitian?" Qin Liuyun was startled.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look. Yang Xuan patted Qin Liuyun's hand, and then his body slowly disappeared.

Outside the starry sky, Zi Tian, who was wearing purple armor, stood with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at Yang Xuan, who came over step by step, but there was no such arrogant and domineering expression on his face.

"Something?" Yang Xuan walked up to him and said lightly.

"You're very good, and I'm glad to have an opponent like you. Zitian smiled and spoke.

"I'm not pleased, what's the matter, you better just say it. Yang Xuan flicked his fingers and flicked a small meteorite on his side.

"Heh, I'm here just to tell you that there is a place for you on the monument behind me. A sneer appeared at the corner of Zitian's mouth.

"Yes, I'm honored. Yang Xuan said noncommittally.

"I will use your blood to paint the starry sky inch by inch, and I will use your flesh and blood and bones to make the scenery on my path to the holy level, Yang Xuan, enjoy this glory. Zitian sneered, his voice like ice.

Yang Xuan sighed helplessly, and he was also helpless when he met a guy who always robbed him of his lines.

Anyway, this line is very familiar, okay, he often said this when he was in Martial God Star.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'm a landscape, I'm a monument, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep first, bye-bye. Yang Xuan said angrily, then waved his hand, turned around and left.

"You ......" Zitian was choked half to death, almost didn't catch his breath, and almost ran away.

However, this is still within the scope of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, and with Cangsheng's words, he has no way out, so he can't do anything here, so he can only forcibly endure it.

"Hmph, wait, I'll let you know what cruelty is. ”

His face was full of hideousness, and his figure gradually dissipated.

Just when Yang Xuan and Zitian were discussing the scenery, in the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, the white-clothed Cangsheng sat alone on the throne, his gaze seemed to penetrate the hundreds of millions of starry sky, and fell in an unknown distance.

After a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting. ”