Chapter 1847: The Eight Emperors of the Flood Desolation

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"Otherwise, if you say that you are acting as an ancestor, your vision is high. Ye Chen smiled leisurely, not shocked at all by this strange thing.

As soon as his words fell, he saw that the heavens and the earth were changing, and the rumbling sound rose again, and the sudden arrival shook the eternal blue sky.

With him as the center, there are thunderbolts raging in the east, southeast, north, northeast, west, southwest, northwest, and south, in eight directions.

Thunder and lightning wisps of lightning, intertwined and fused, gathered into a domineering and vague figure, and thunder lingered.

Such an abnormal situation, not only the Quartet cultivated, but even the eight clans of the Flood Desolation were also surprised, and their eyes narrowed slightly.

Everyone's eyes were on the domineering figure.

For some reason, their breath made people's hearts tremble, it was the extreme emperor's might, and the heaven and earth trembled.

"Bazun, you really look up to me. Ye Chen's expression was awe-inspiring, and he suddenly opened his hegemonic body, and frantically stuffed the pill into his mouth.

As a catastrophe man, he knew better than anyone present that the so-called catastrophe was not over, and what followed was the real divine punishment, which was even more terrifying than thunder.

That is the law of the emperor, he wants to fight with the young emperor, this kind of calamity, he has experienced more than once.

When she advanced to the imperial realm, she was fighting against the young Empress Donghua.

When he advanced to the quasi-saint, he was fighting the Holy Emperor and the Taixu Dragon Emperor.

When advancing to the Saints, the battles are against the Golden Crow Emperor, the Kunpeng Emperor, the Qilin Emperor, and the Xuanwu Emperor.

This quasi-saint king tribulation, obviously, is the eight young emperors.

He should have understood that every time he ascended to the next level, the emperor law body he encountered would be doubled, one became two, two became masters, and after four, there were eight.

If what he expected was correct, when he advanced to the Saint King, the young emperor who had to resist alone, if nothing else, would be sixteen.

This means that God wants him to ...... Pick one hundred and thirty emperors one by one, and that's the end.

"Look, it's true. When Ye Chen's egg hurt, I don't know who shouted loudly, attracting all the attention.

Looking at the void sky from afar, the vague figure of the eastern heaven and earth was the first to manifest its true face, it was a majestic figure, the emperor was shining, and a pair of divine eyes were full of heaven and earth.

He is like the master of the world, overlooking the common people, intertwined with ancient visions, it is a desolate land, a fierce beast, standing in the sky, and the emperor's law is above the avenue.

"That'...... Is that...... Emperor Qiqi?" the quasi-emperor of the Qiqi clan took a step back, his eyes were prominent, his pupils constricted, and he looked at the man in disbelief, he was exactly the same as the stone statue of the Great Emperor standing in the land of Qiqi.

"Gluttony...... Gluttonous Emperor. There was also a sound of shock on the other side, from the gluttonous clan, from the gluttonous quasi-emperor, the old body trembled, staring at the man in the west in disbelief.

In the West, that is the gluttonous emperor, more precisely, it should be the young gluttonous emperor, whose figure is like a giant mountain of 8,000 zhang, like an emperor who is the emperor of the world, looking at the world.

"South, is that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty?" exclaimed a Han Qi people, their tone trembling, staring at the south.

Yes, it is indeed the emperor of his Han clan, the emperor's inheritance shocks the past and the present, although others stand there, but they still stand on the long river of time, a pair of emperor eyes, ancient and vicissitudes, a glance can penetrate the chaos.

Behind him, there was also a flood of wasteland, with a stumbling head, roaring in the sky, shaking the eternal sky and turbulence.

"The one in the north is the Ghost Emperor of our tribe. "The quasi-emperor of the ghost clan, the excited old body trembled, and in an instant, he almost led the clansmen to kneel.

The heroic posture of the emperor is like a majestic monument in the world, the lingering immortal light of the emperor, the stinging eyes of the terrifying, the supreme majesty, and the trembling of the soul.

"In the northeast, the Emperor of the Snake of my beetle snake lineage!"

"In the northwest, the Scorpion Emperor, after thousands of eternities, it is a great honor for me to see the Emperor of our nation. โ€

"To the southeast, the Armadillo the Great, the king of all souls. โ€

"In the southwest, the Emperor Jin Qi of our tribe has reappeared in the world, is he going to lead Jin Qi to dominate the heavens again?"

The exclamations resounded one after another in the Western Desert World.

The eight clans of the flood wilderness, from the quasi-emperor level to the heavenly realm level, are all crying silently, and the excited old tears are horizontal, and they can see their own supreme, and the state of mind can be imagined.

Looking at the Quartet again, the expression is wonderful enough, looking at it in a daze, in his eyes, it is difficult to hide his awe.

"The Emperor Qiqi, the Emperor of Hanqi, the Emperor of Gluttony, the Emperor of the Snake, the Emperor of the Armadillo, the Emperor of the Golden Lion, the Emperor of the Devil, the Emperor of the Scorpion, the Heavenly Tribulation of the Dust Night, actually led to the Law of the Eight Emperors, which is really against the sky. Jiuxiao Zhenren's heart couldn't help but tremble.

"This lineup is even worse than Ye Chen's saint robbery in the Southern Regions in the past!"

"They are all from the Honghuang clan, and the eight Honghuang clans present all have a share without exception, is this a coincidence?"

"That kid called Dust Night is even more terrifying than Ye Chen!" the little ape emperor swallowed violently, "Do you want to hang like this." โ€

Even if he died at the hands of the Eighth Emperor, he was proud enough. Nandi took a deep breath, shocked to the point of shock, he was also a Tianjiao, and he didn't even draw out a single law emperor.

"The talent is so high that he must die, and he must not stay. "The ancestor of Yantian drank violently, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

His words woke up the eight clans of the Flood Desolation, and they all escaped from their excitement, and their eyes became scarlet.

Their faces were even more hideous than playing the Heavenly Ancestor.

This should be an irony, the emperors of their eight clans are all among them, but they were attracted by the tribulation of the dust night, and as the emperor inheritance, they have no such honor.

This is a shame, their arrogance, at this moment, was completely trampled, Ye Chen disdained to regard them as opponents, his opponent was their ancestor Emperor.

This is a kind of overlook, just like the emperor overlooking the living beings in the world, and now he is comparable to their emperor.

"He must die. "The eight clans of the flood and desolation all gritted their teeth, and the terrifying killing machine could not be contained at this moment.

A demon like Ye Chen, once he is given enough growth in the world, he will definitely be a giant of the ages, and for the great clan of the Flood Desolation, it will be a great calamity, and he must not stay.

"It's going to be desperate. Ye Chen didn't do anything careless, his combat power instantly peaked, and many forbidden laws were also opened together.

The battle is Lingxiao Xianque, the battle is not the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, he has long been enlightened, the other party is a young emperor, an invincible existence of the same level, only to fight to the death.

The Young Emperor of the same level as him, he has to pick eight by himself, and in this battle, he may die in the sky.

But he is not afraid, he thinks he is invincible, the emperor's competition, the Holy Communion must also fight for a piece of the world, he has not returned to his hometown, how can he die here, this is his belief.

"The Eight Statues, although surprised, were also expected. In the midst of the Lethe River, the King of Heaven stood and smiled.

In this scene, seeing the eight little guys of the past is really memorable. Granny Meng smiled.

"This era is indeed extraordinary. "The Eastern Wilderness Purgatory, the Southern Underworld, the Beiyue Huangquan, and the Zhongzhou Tianxu all heard voices, and they seemed to know Ye Chen's identity.

"It's really hilarious. On the Underworld Mountain, the Emperor of the Underworld was also watching, and the emperor's state of mind was also sighing, "Your holy body is in the same vein, and one generation is stronger than the next!"

"He's the strongest and most amazing, and there's no one. On his side, Emperor Huang smiled slightly, full of relief.

The world of the Western Desert shook, collapsing inch by inch, unable to withstand the pressure of the Eight Emperors, and was rampant and chaotic.

The flying emperor law, so that everything in the world into a vain, the eight emperors in their respective eras, are the masters of heaven and earth, no one will be weaker than whom, the emperor myth, still in the inheritance, has this posture reappeared, trembling through the ages.

"The younger generation respects the eight ancestors, this battle has nothing to do with the grievances of the future generations, God wants me to die, and the younger generation wants to live, it is so simple. Ye Chen's words were flat, and his expression was calm.

As his words fell, a brilliant divine light rushed away from his heavenly spirit cover, poking a big hole in the sky, and the sound of eternal thunder roared again.

His form changed, his white hair turned into blonde, dyed with golden radiance, his holy body, the divine light shone, like gold casting, a pair of brilliant golden eyes, encompassing the heavens.

This time, there is no longer a quasi-emperor soldier to cheer him on, and he has as much combat power as he has, a genuine deity.

A young desolate ancient holy body, in this Western Desert Pure Land, he wants to single-handedly challenge eight young emperors of the same level.