A cold and ruthless voice sounded in his ears again, and no one dared to answer any more from the powerhouses in the other time and space, as if he was afraid of the same ending as the powerhouse in the southeast before.

Knock, knock, knock!

Just as the boundary sea fell into a dead silence, a low, rhythmic dull sound shook the hearts of the powerful people.

Wu Fang sent Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie back, and left the time and space where Ye Fan was, stood with his hands in his hands, and walked towards the palace in the depths of the boundary sea.

In an instant, the eyes of all the powerhouses in the Boundary Sea were once again focused on that familiar back.

"Could it be that the Emperor War is going to start again!"

The supreme powerhouses were apprehensive, gasping in their mouths, and even temporarily ignoring the meaning of the word 'Shangcang' on the silver tablet.

"You woke up Bendi!"

Above a pavilion in the center of the palace, a purple light appeared, and a vague figure could be faintly seen in the purple light. He was high, majestic and sacred, and he had not yet revealed his form, and he flowed out of an invincible aura overlooking the eternals.

"What's the matter with this seat? Wu Fang stared at the purple light above the pavilion, without any fear on his face. At the moment, he has achieved the ultimate combat power, has his own conceit, and has his own invincible demeanor!

"The emperor, coming from the other side of the sea, needs to be pious and sincere, one step at a time. ”

The palace eroded by the power of darkness exuded a dark and deep luster, like it was polished from black fairy gold. Above the boundary sea, the majestic voice echoed, rumbling, and the palace shook, becoming more and more solemn, sacred, and inviolable.

Wu Fang didn't answer, and his cold gaze swept over the palace in front of him. To his surprise, he didn't know if it was the palace or the silver tablet, but at the moment he knew that the Devil Fruit Tree in the sea was swaying wildly, it was a longing, as if it was desperate for something.

However, the system sound did not sound, and he had no way of knowing the Devil Fruit Tree's thirst.

As far as the eye can see, the palace is very empty, dusty, some statues are covered with dust, and there is no figure in sight, some are just old, vicissitudes, and a sense of desolation. Beneath some of the broken rubble, there were some corpses piled up, and I don't know how many epochs had been dead.

"If you don't worship the emperor, you dare!"

Huo Ran, a cold voice with a little anger came from the purple light above the central attic. The voice was grand, resonating with the star dome, and the boundless sea of the earthquake trembled violently, as if an immortal emperor had descended and suppressed the world.

Hearing this, the faces of the powerhouses of different time and space became more and more solemn.

This creature in the purple light is really too powerful, and even judging from the breath, it has surpassed the Hongjun Demon Body, and a single shout actually made their souls tremble.

If it were in front of the palace instead, it would be the six big characters just now, and just one sentence would be enough to shock them out of the primordial spirit and embark on the road of death!

This is really too strong, reciting the mantra, you can cut off the true life of the peerless immortal king!.

Rumble!

However, in the face of such terrible coercion, Wu Fang walked firmly and powerfully, his expression was unmoved, and he continued to stride forward. Every step falls, the boundary sea and the star dome tremble with it. Even all the buildings in the dark palace shook together, as if they were about to rise into the air.

When he was not far from the palace, Wu Fang stopped his steps, and then punched out!

On the surface of the fist, the ten-colored threaded fruit swirled, and a beam of ten-colored light gushed out. The terrifying aura covered the sky and the sea, and it was extremely domineering, and it hit straight into the depths of the palace, directly killing the purple light above the central attic!

"Emperor, this seat is not afraid!"

"What qualifications do you have!"

Wu Fang's eyes froze, and then he shouted, his voice was grand, as if the Immortal Emperor was making a will, and his words were the law. The Great Dao runes condensed above the boundary sea, turning into a ten-colored decree, in which there were raging flames burning, black snowflakes falling, and yellow sand flying in the sky... Immediately after the ten-colored beam, it bombarded the purple light.

Ten colors of light flickered, it was too strong and dazzling, and the originally dark palace was instantly illuminated.

At the same time, Wu Fang himself released ten colors of light, and there were ten different colors of threaded fruits circling and flying in the light, and the holy light sprinkled down, giving people an incomparably sacred sense of direct vision.

At this moment, he is like the master of the universe who never falls, the Dharma is manifested, the divine power is overwhelming, and the ten colors of light shine on the darkness and turn everything into light.

"Presumptuous!"

Huo Ran, a scolding came from the purple light, with anger, killing intent, and infinite dark symbols.

He seemed to feel provoked, so he didn't hesitate to shoot!

I saw a gray palm poking out from the purple light, it was almost shriveled, covered with bones, and it seemed to be slow and heavy towards the ten-colored beam, driving the monstrous power of the emperor.

In that palm finger, the sun and moon rotated, the stars were endless, the stars were swirling, the heavens and the earth were opening up, chaos was evolving, and there was a road that didn't know where to go.

The palm of his hand looks small, the size is very ordinary, but he seems to control everything in the world, he opens the world and masters reincarnation, which is terrifying!

Rumble!

A shocking collision.

The bloody inscription with the word 'Shangcang' released a white light that shrouded the entire dark palace, protecting it from the aftermath of the explosion.

As for the star dome, it completely collapsed, and the boundary sea completely cracked, and the two formed a boundless storm.

Poof!

In the distance, a group of powerhouses from different time and space who watched the battle were tumbling with blood and blood in their mouths.

The two great emperors, with a peerless blow, cut off the long river of time, and the aftermath penetrated the barrier of time and space, bombarding the bodies of those powerhouses in different time and space, causing them to be injured.

At this moment, the powerhouse of another time and space did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly sacrificed the strongest defensive weapon outside the body surface.

The dark palace hummed, and even though it was protected by a silver tablet, dust rose from its interior, revealing the corpses that had been crushed under the crumbling rubble, floating and dissipating.

In front of the palace, Wu Fang stood still, although his green robe was not stained with dust, but if you look closely, you will find that there are slight folds at the corners of his clothes, his black hair is fluttering, and his eyes are becoming more and more sharp.

As for the purple light above the central attic, it was broken.

For this reason, Wu Fang and the powerhouses of different time and space saw the emperor in this palace in the real sense!

It was a thin figure, sitting cross-legged on a futon, with an indifferent face, looking down on the past and the present.

Obviously, he was powerful and invincible, and he had not been harmed by the previous confrontation with Wu Fang, with the aura of immortality and eternity.

A pair of eyes are so intimidating, like two golden lamps, or more like two rounds of stars in the dark cycle, as if they can attract lost spirits.

"The Fallen Emperor?"

"Is it related to that monument?"

Wu Fang's voice was indifferent, calmly looking at the thin figure and questioning, and his words were not mixed with the slightest emotional fluctuation.