In the dark abyss of the Northern Continent, a purple figure full of demonic gaze fell on the east coast, and at the same time, a middle-aged scribe figure followed by him.

This scribe is the original Lich King, but the current Lich King has now successfully stepped into the supreme position.

At the beginning, Ying Zheng wanted to collect the luck of the entire continent, but he made a deal with the Lich King, and after stepping into the supreme position, the Lich King had no intention of conquering the Northern Continent.

The reason is very simple, unless he can conquer the entire continent, it is possible to become a real emperor like Emperor Qin, and attack the throne of the emperor.

However, if he wants to do this, it can be said that it is extremely difficult, not to mention that he has just set foot in the Supreme, even if Emperor Qin is not borrowed.

He doesn't have this kind of ability, so the desire to compete for hegemony has long been extinguished, and after stepping into the Supreme, it is a different situation, and he also doesn't have too much mind to waste on this.

"Demon Lord, aren't you going to make a move?"

The Lich King's voice sounded, with a hint of respect in his words, if he didn't understand Emperor Qin's words of luck at the beginning, then he understood after the three bodies became one.

The demon lord in front of him may be the one who remained, and he may be an incarnation similar to the original Qin Emperor, or he may be a clone.

However, one thing the Lich King knew was that the strength of this one was definitely terrifying, and he did not hesitate to move closer to one after stepping into the Supreme.

Even if Emperor Qin and the others left him after the three bodies were one, they did not regret it at all, because the one in front of him was enough to dominate the entire world.

"No hurry!"

A soft murmur sounded, he was the black hand that enveloped the entire Northern Continent, and at the same time, he was the embodiment of Ning Ye's left on the continent.

And after Ning Ye left, he had a new name, that is, the Lord of the Dark Abyss, the Demon Lord!

It stands to reason that because he is restricted, his strength can only be limited to the Supreme, but after Ning Ye stepped into the Great Emperor.

Looking for the corpse left behind by the former Great Saint Body, the powerful power of blood and qi made him form a new physique.

But an old corpse wasn't enough to complete his transformation, but the Lich King showed his sincerity by giving him the Tree of Death.

After Ning Ye set foot in the Great Emperor, he gathered Ning Dao and Ying Zheng as the protectors of this incarnation, just to let the incarnation refine the Tree of Death.

However, the Tree of Death was once the representative of the Great Dao, where was it so easy to refine, but after trying again and again, it was finally refined a little.

However, just one point brought this embodied body to the point of completion, and the remaining Tree of Death was sealed into the avatar body.

Now even he doesn't know what level his strength has reached, but one thing he knows is that it is not impossible to attack the Great Emperor.

As the Demon Lord's words fell, the Lich King remained speechless and continued to watch the changes on the East Coast.

When the attack of the three Sea Emperors exuded a terrifying aura and was about to descend on Xianyang, a green vitality began to bloom from the Xianyang Palace.

Everyone seemed to feel a burst of vitality like a spring breeze, as if they were in the season of spring flowers.

The phantom of a willow tree slowly appeared, and the vast aura began to spread, and the attack of the Supreme began to slowly dissolve before it could get close.

The eyes of countless living beings widened, and they slowly looked at this scene, this was the attack of the three supremes, and they were actually dispersed by this phantom.

"Just a phantom makes the Supreme Attack disappear and become invisible."

"This phantom seems to be the one that once appeared in the Far West."

"Yes, it is the willow tree on the top of the holy mountain, and it is not surprising that it is making a move now."

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Some creatures were shocked, and there were also creatures who recognized the identity of this phantom, which was the willow tree guarding the top of the sacred mountain.

After recognizing their identities, many living beings did not have any doubts, after all, everyone knew the relationship between the Holy Mountain and Great Qin.

If you don't make a move, then you feel a little strange, but many living beings secretly said in their hearts, another supreme-level powerhouse made a move.

Even because of the strength of the willow tree, many creatures feel that this willow tree may not be as simple as the supreme.

After all, the breath will not deceive people, maybe it is similar to those self-beheading ancient emperors, all in all, it must not be judged by a normal supreme.

At this time, a trace of solemnity flashed on the faces of the three Sea Emperors who saw this scene, and they couldn't help but be shocked that they had forgotten this one.

Especially the Emperor of the West Sea, it can be said that he has the most headache at this time, the reason is simple with you, this supreme is a few people close to the West Sea.

In addition to this west, many people in the extreme west at this time looked at the sea and couldn't help but show a trace of resentment.

Because of the relationship between the Holy Lord and Emperor Qin, the Far West also has a special affection for Great Qin, especially for the Empress of Great Qin.

After all, in a certain sense, the empress can be regarded as the daughter of the Holy Lord, which naturally caused anger.

Special is the top of the holy mountain, Yan Churan and An Zhiyan looked at the live broadcast with a blue face, if it weren't for the fact that they had already made some preparations, this would not have allowed the Sea Clan to succeed.

"Could it be that the Sea Clan is bullying us and no one?"

Yan Churan's voice sounded with a hint of anger, she had never been so angry as she was now, she wanted to kill a race first.

Compared with Yan Churan's temperament, An Zhiyan, who once served as the lord of a country, was angry, but still had reason.

"Issue a sea ban to the Far West, and reward anyone who kills the Sea Clan."

An Zhiyan's voice sounded, although the Holy Land was disbanded by Ning Ye, but in fact, the great forces in the Far West Land were basically established after the dissolution of the Holy Land.

Or they all have a common source, in fact, they are still in the hands of the Holy Land, and An Zhiyan's words still have a lot of effect.

On the other side, Yan Churan nodded, and directly sent a message to Zhang Junbao, the chief disciple of the Holy Land, who believed that Junbao would handle this matter.

In fact, on the Wudang Mountain at this time, it is the place where Zhang Junbao is really martial arts, and at this time the crowd is also excited, and they are in a certain sense that they are the descendants of the Holy Land.

"Master, the Sea Clan is simply too deceitful!"

"That's right, don't the Sea Clan know about our relationship with Great Qin?"

"Senior brother, if that one falls, how can we meet the Holy Lord?"

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There were words of indignation, among which were Zhang Junbao's apprentices, and there were also junior disciples who followed Zhang Junbao to establish the True Martial Arts.

And Zhang Junbao, who was sitting on the first futon, slowly opened his eyes, revealing a trace of light in his eyes.

He had just received a message from his mother, and he had already made up his mind that two hundred years ago, he had entered retreat after returning to the Far West, and had not come out not long ago.

This time, he already has enough strength to hold up a piece of the sky for the Holy Land, and the Far West Land has declined in the eyes of the world after the departure of his master, but he wants to make the Far West Land bloom again.