The sun and the moon were obscured, and the Ruthless Immortal Emperor Cemetery began to stir.

A breathtaking force spread across the entire vast land-like island, and the sound of fighting sounded noisy and seemingly still.

It was as if there was a god in the sky, looking down on the mortal ants, their voices were a weak and feeble plea for mercy, and their movements were a ridiculous demeanor.

With the Nightmare King's soft muttering, his aura was gradually increasing, and this existence in the history of Zhongzhou was awakening that even the records were erased by the law......

Around the cyan altar, one by one the boxes that have been opened, containing the hearts of various desolate ancient demon beasts, their beating sound seems to be able to break mountains and rivers, huge, but at this moment, they are drying up, dissipating, and being swallowed by a mysterious force.

This is a kind of restitution, and their power is given by God and is being returned to God now.

"Worship the sky, is this the ritual of worshipping the sky?" Halfway up the mountainside, Wu Heng stared at the altar intently, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was deeply shocked.

Is there really spirituality in God?

In his opinion, the Nightmare King's actions were even a bit like pretending to be a ghost, standing there quietly, with his big hands outstretched, as if he was about to throw himself into the arms of God, and his eyes and expressions were very reverent.

"It's not enough...... "Waiting for the hearts of the huge boxes to dry up, the two thin lips of the Nightmare King were clenched together, as if thinking about something, and suddenly, he cast his gaze on the crystal coffin condensed by the fairy dew crystal, where there was a purple worm, a body the size of a finger, but containing the essence of hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation by God.

It's time to get this thing out!

However, the 100,000-year-old worm is quite difficult to control, and even the existence of the three realms of the gods like him needs to be carefully controlled.

As his hand raised again, the fist-sized crystal coffin closest to the altar levitated, slowly flying beside him, while the 100,000-year-old worm inside struggled violently, as if trying to resist.

The King of Nightmares stretched out a finger and pointed out a beam of light filaments that were subtle but contained the power of his own primordial gods, brushed, and the filaments of light rushed into the fairy dew crystal, hitting the eyebrows of the 100,000-year-old worms.

Its finger-sized body exudes a little bit of brilliance, and what is emitted is the essence of the primordial spirit that it has worked hard to cultivate and assemble for 100,000 years, and it will be returned to the earth and the heavens.

In this slow process, the black sky shone a beam of strong light, which hit the crystal coffin, this is a signal, a signal that the 100,000-year-old trickster has worked, if it is not for the majestic essence essence, it is impossible to attract the resonance of heaven and earth, causing the void to shine a beam of light on it.

"Boom"

Just as the bright light shone on him, the 100,000-year-old worm that had been settled suddenly stood up, opened its mouth that was almost impossible to find with the naked eye, and bit the Nightmare King.

Bang, but it knocked itself into a lot of meat, with a fairy dew crystal trapped, it was difficult for it to break through, and it really bit the king of nightmares.

As time passed, the Nightmare King who was holding the Immortal Dew Crystal Coffin became more and more urgent, and the excitement in his eyes rushed out uncontrollably. Ruthless Immortal Emperor, one of the most mysterious and terrifying existences in the history of the ancient race, half immortal and half emperor, but beyond the confinement power of all emperors, God has placed ten thousand poisonous curses on him, and also erased all the history left by books, why is this, what kind of terrifying explosive power does he have?

Can he unify Zhongzhou for the ancient people and achieve the glory of the eternal era?

All the doubts made him impatient, as long as the 100,000-year insect essence was dispersed, the process of sacrificing to the heavens would be over. The Terran and the Ancient Race are in a battle, and the three ancient kings each deal with the three great sages of the Terran race, and it is difficult for them to come out and take care of the Nightmare King.

"No, if the process of sacrificing to the heavens is completed, then Ruthless will have to come out and borrow his life, who can stop it at that time?" Wu Heng became more and more anxious, wanting to rush out and block all this.

However, Ouyang Xi and Ouyang Lan grabbed him and said: "You are crazy, the Nightmare King, such a god of the three realms, unfathomable characters, can wipe you out without any traces in a snap of your fingers, go, don't sacrifice in vain?"

"In the snap of a finger, he can't kill me. Wu Heng was really crazy and gave such an answer.

Both of them were speechless, Wu Heng was an ancient god, and it was indeed difficult for the Nightmare King to exaggerate to wipe him out of the world with a snap of his fingers, but this was a chasm that he couldn't cross, and it was difficult to affect the other party in the slightest.

"Calm down, if the timing is right, it's not too late for us to strike. Ouyang Lan patted Wu Heng on the shoulder and told him not to be rash.

"Hahahaha, the Great Sage of Jinpeng is nothing more than that, and the generation of Erer dares to be arrogant!" Suddenly, the rather disgusting voice of the bat monk echoed through the mountain stream, like the sound of sharp teeth grinding, and the scalp was a little numb and goosebumps were raised.

"Hmph, if you weren't injured by the Nightmare King's plot just now, how could you be arrogant?" I saw that the Jinpeng Great Sage's face was pale, and the original strong aura gradually faded, after the Nightmare King's battle, he was defeated by the Bat Monk, and he was defeated, and it was really not easy to kill him.

On the other side, the Qilin Daoist played against the hundred-legged lizard king, the blue sky and green Buddha dust in his hand swayed endless Dao intent, hazy, and beat a large area of chaotic mist around his body, the opponent attacked and retreated, and the opponent retreated even more, it seemed that he was being chased and beaten, but in fact, everything was in order, and he started a war of attrition, faintly gaining the upper hand.

As for the flower demon fairy and the sloppy old man, they have already defeated Jiutianyunwai, they are nowhere to be seen, the outcome is unpredictable, and it is difficult to estimate who will lose and who will win until the last moment.

Because the Nightmare King needs to preside over the altar, the two sides are on the tip of the needle, there are losses and wins, but it is not as dangerous as Wu Heng and the others imagined.

However, the Terrans have always lost one step, and that is, no one can stop the Nightmare King from saving his life for the Ruthless Immortal Emperor.

What is the purpose of their visit?

Isn't it just to stop the merciless resurrection?

If ruthlessly resurrected, even if the battle is won, it will be meaningless.

Time continues to pass, and it is difficult for the human race to break the deadlock, so they can only watch the 100,000-year-old treacherous insect emit the light of the sun and the moon, attracting the resonance of heaven and earth, and the breath of the ruthless immortal emperor's tomb is getting stronger and stronger, and people rub their eyes, as if they can see a deep back, that person, is it ruthless?

This means that the ruthless Dao marks are accumulating deeper and deeper here, and even though the Deep Dao does not appear, he can still vaguely see it, but the dead can't do this.

"Immortal Emperor, Immortal Emperor!" Suddenly, the ancient clan let out a cry of awe, as if they were summoning this legendary-level supreme being to be born.

Thundered!

In a burst of trembling, the coiling dragon behind the bluestone altar was shaking, and a vague figure came out of the huge dragon's mouth, unable to see its true face, even men and women could not tell the difference, only felt that this figure contained too much sorrow and resentment.

Has the Ruthless Buddha-figure appeared?

The Terran and the Ancient Race stopped fighting for a moment, and they all looked at it.

His figure gradually approached the altar, and the 100,000-year-old worm had already dissolved, and the process of sacrificing to the heavens had been successful.

At this time, the old monsters of the major holy lands all rushed towards with divine weapons, and dozens of auras were superimposed together, no weaker than any of the great saints on the scene, and they all began to fight desperately, regardless of the enemy ancestor king behind them, they rushed to the cyan altar without hesitation.

However, the success of the Nightmare King's sacrifice to the sky gave the Terrans a heavy bad news, he did not need to continue to perform the ritual, he could join the battle, suddenly, the Nightmare King stepped down from the cyan altar, looked at the more than a dozen living fossil figures from various holy places rushing in front of him, and said lightly: "None of you can cross my line." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's sacrifice the holy soldiers together and kill him!"

Living fossil-level figures, all of them have good strength, and some of them have even become gods in half a step, and they are only one step away from ascending to the sainthood.

"As the saying goes, it's hard to get a little ghost, and it's you who looks like it. "The Nightmare King felt a headache, these dozen living fossils were easy for him to deal with, but it was really a lot of work for a dozen people to go together.

Rumble!

The active volcano erupted this time, and this time, the flames on his body were as high as a hundred feet, as if he had turned into an erupting volcano in front of the cyan altar, and with a flick of his fingers, a raging fire dragon rushed out.

More than a dozen living fossils couldn't cross the thunder pool even half a step, and were blocked by the endless flames of the Nightmare King.

Subsequently, the monks of the ancient tribe all gathered together, not fighting with the human race, guarding the cyan altar, it would not be long before the ceremony of worshipping the heavens and borrowing the life was completed, and they had to make sure that nothing went wrong.

The other three ancient kings all retreated and stood beside the Nightmare King, guarding the cyan altar like an iron wall.

"Old man Qilin, what can we do now? The Gu clan will not fight with us, and concentrate their forces to guard the altar. "The sloppy old man is a little difficult, and he feels that even if a living fossil is coming from the peak of the Fengshen Realm, it is difficult to break through.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" the old Qilin Taoist blew his beard anxiously and glared.

"You can't help it, it's really out of the question...... I've done my best, it seems that this is fate, destined to be ruthless in this life, to shine!" the sloppy old man sighed.

"Brush!"

At this time, a beam of golden divine light bloomed from a mountainside not far away, and Wu Heng couldn't sit still, no matter how Ouyang Lan and Ouyang Xi pulled back, they couldn't stop it.

"Is that kid looking for death, so many ancient clan ancestors are here, and there is such a tall and eye-catching appearance?!" The sloppy old man glared angrily, if he and the Qilin Great Sage hadn't stopped the assassination of the ancient clan ancestors, then Wu Heng would probably be strangled in the cradle.

Terran gods?

The ancient monks all looked at it, and the ancient relics of the Heavenly Son among them were even more murderous, and their fists were unconsciously clenched, wanting to see what Wu Heng wanted to do when he appeared at this time.

Could it be that he can still defy the sky and fight against the four ancient kings?

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