The Demon Emperor is terrifying, like a hegemon, dominating the entire space created by the life of the saint.

He felt the boundless power, Elder Mu took a blow, he was already seriously injured, he didn't know how much strength Elder Mu had at this time, but it was definitely far inferior to the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor is already standing at the peak of the Imperial Realm!

The top three Demon Emperors in the All Spirit Realm have a strength value of at least 9.8 million!

Even in another twenty years, Elder Pastors may not be able to reach this height.

With just one blow, Elder Mu was already seriously injured, and Li Yefeng had no choice but to pull the water of the holy pool and wrap Elder Mu, and the latter's face improved.

However, the situation is still not good, the Demon Emperor is too strong.

"Who the hell are you?" On the Demon Emperor's body, a pitch-black demonic qi erupted, and that demonic qi seemed to have turned into countless resentful spirits behind him, and a series of eyes fell on Li Yefeng's body.

It's chilling and terrifying.

Li Yefeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was indifferent: "I said, I am from the spirit world." ”

The Demon Emperor sneered, with a look of disbelief, and after raising his hand, there was a condensation of magic light in his palm, and a demonic power full of dark taste exuded an extreme aura.

Li Yefeng had a golden brilliance on his body, like the light of the emperor, divine majesty.

"Sage's breath." The Demon Emperor's pupils were deep, and he sneered.

Saint, how many years has it not appeared?

Now, are there any living saints in the spiritual realm? Even if he was the Heavenly Demon Emperor, he was not sure, because the great war back then was too miserable, and the fall of the Sage was too normal.

That battle to destroy the saints swept through the two realms, and countless eyes were watching, and there was no saint who could survive at all.

And at that time, he was just a small six-rank martial artist.

The entire space was rapidly recovering, and the power of the holy pool seemed to be washing Li Yefeng, Li Yefeng's face was solemn, and he felt that his momentum was a little uncontrollable.

The water of this sacred pool seemed to intend to break his restraint and make him break into the realm of kinghood.

"Are you restraining yourself?" The Demon Emperor's eyes were cold: "Why are you restrained?" Don't you want to be king? Or, do you have something else in mind? ”

Li Yefeng took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to break through, however, the great power of the Sage, he couldn't understand it.

Rumble!

The golden light penetrated the sky of the space and fell down, completely enveloping Li Yefeng, and then, Li Yefeng's breath continued to rise!

The king of the six grades, the king of the median, the king of the peak!

Seven products! Emperor! The pinnacle of the king!

There was a loud thunder bang, as if something had been broken, the heavens and the earth shook, Li Yefeng, into the eighth grade!

A huge figure appeared in the huge golden pillar of light behind him, it was an old man, an old man with a pale face, it was the old pastor that Li Yefeng saw in the secret room when he was taking the heart of the saint!

One of the five heroes of the Yanxia Kingdom in the past, the supreme of Kunlun Mountain in the west, can be regarded as the 'fist saint' of his ancestor!

The saint is back!

...

At the same time, the far north of the spirit world.

Here, a glacier, a mountain range, are all composed of cold ice, in the depths of the mountain, in a huge ice tower, a figure in a black robe, sitting in the transparent ice tower.

He sat cross-legged like an old monk, asleep in endless darkness.

The glacial plateau shook, the heavens and the earth roared, the waves rolled, the waves continued, and the storm raged!

There are dark clouds in the sky, covering a radius of thousands of miles!

Click!

Ice Tower Shattered!

The man who was sitting cross-legged, his coat and hat were suddenly blown off by the cold wind, revealing a dry face, which looked to be at least a hundred years old, the face seemed to have no cells and flesh, only a layer of human skin, his eye sockets were sunken and pitch black, and after opening his eyes, the pair of eyeballs were actually cloudy.

The spiritual realm, the holy city.

The four Eight Rank Supremes felt the vibration of the rules of heaven and earth, and their faces all became extremely pale, and they all exerted their great power to maintain the stability of the world.

"What's going on?!" An old supreme questioned violently.

Lu Qingyu took a deep breath and looked at the northern land.

"Saint, revived."

The faces of the other three Eight Rank Supremes changed drastically, and one of them roared angrily: "How can it be revived at this time?!" It's not time yet! ”

Lu Qingyu's face was ugly, and he said, "Don't hesitate, cast the Realm Annihilation Technique!" ”

The three of them were speechless, and then, Lu Qingyu and the other four eight-rank supremes, all had terrifying light on their bodies that broke through the main hall, and the four pillars of light converged into one, and then, the light hit the sky, like a river, spreading around.

And when these rays of light radiate out, in every city, there are people who keep closing their eyes and sleeping, no matter what they are doing at this time, where the light passes, everything is asleep.

...

Earth, hot summer, in a vast mountain range, the mountains are located, birds and beasts are suddenly scattered, a momentum full of twilight is heavy in the sky, a certain part of the hot summer, a large mountain was monitored, and there was an extremely huge energy fluctuation, that place, it is suspected that there is going to be a big earthquake.

Moreover, it is very likely to surpass the past and exceed level eight!

However, just after they notified them for the first time, the energy fluctuation disappeared all at once.

This made everyone stunned in place, how could this be?!

Mojia Village, Dongwangcheng.

Many years ago, when the East King City was first built, the old man who personally supervised the construction of the East King City, after the completion of the East King City, stood on the top of the King City and looked at the distant mainland.

He once said with a smile: This city is the hope of my descendants of Yan and Huang, and it should be named after Yan Huang.

At that time, there was only one royal city.

Dongwang City, for a time, was called Yanhuang City.

And he, later, had a son.

He was named - Chu Yanhuang.

He hoped that his son would be able to end the chaotic war that he had not been able to end, and he hoped that his youngest son would be able to shelter the people of Yanxia and protect the descendants of Yanhuang.

He is afraid that the country will be ruined, and he is afraid that the human beings on the earth will be enslaved by the power of the spiritual world.

The slave society is a thing of the past thousands of years ago.

He didn't want that era to befall the descendants of Yan and Huang again.

He left a spark behind, and no one knows if he was trying to protect his son, and no one knows if he was trying to satisfy his selfish selfish selfish selfish intentions on the grounds of righteousness.

Sage, what is Sage?

A saint is a person who will give food and drink equally to all.

It is a person who suffers because others are miserable, and is happy because others are happy.

He's not.

He Chu Ge will never be a saint!

If he is really a saint, why would he be merciless to the spirits? No pity?

If the spiritual saints are saints, why would they wage a war between the two realms to enslave billions of them?

Before he died, he laughed at it, there is no saint in the world!

Master Qin Feiyang is not! Uncle Beko is not! Uncle Kong Shaoyang is not!

The Founding Emperor of the Spirit Realm was not! Emperor Taiqin is not! Hongmeng the Great is not!

He Chu Ge, not to mention it!

He told his youngest son, Chu Yanhuang, that if one day, the remnants of the sage in the spiritual realm come out, you will fight for Lao Tzu, and you will have to destroy him!

Today, the saints of the spiritual realm are out!

Today, the sage of hot summer is out!

West Wangcheng!

The coiling dragon envoy Xiao Zhan, the Taixu Sword Shen Ruoxu, and the Shura King Jiang Tianming all looked to the east!

At this moment, the three of them burst into tears.

"All the soldiers of Xiwang City, the whole army obeys the order!" Xiao Zhan's loud shout resounded in the sky.

"I'll wait!"

Shen Ruoxu closed his eyes in pain and roared hoarsely: "All kneel down and send 'Chu Sheng'!" ”

Crash!

Up and down the West King City, nine hundred and sixty-eight soldiers, kneeling to send the saint!

North King City!

The fierce king Han Haotian shouted: "The whole army, kneel, send 'Chu Sheng'!" ”

South Castle, the entrance to the ocean.

Li Yefeng's instructor, 'Killing God' Chen Fusheng, stood on the lookout of the city tower, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and ordered: "All generals listen to the order and send 'Chu Sheng!'" ’”

It was the youngest son of his instructor.

Today, I will also go down to Jiuyou to accompany the instructor.

The same scene in Yanwang City and Xia Wangcheng is also being staged.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, it turned out that they were still hiding a saint in the hot summer!

However, the high-level leaders of the major royal cities, they know best that the only remaining saints on the earth, each one, can only strike again, and after this time, the saints will completely dissipate.

This is not something to rejoice in, on the contrary, if they can, they would rather these saints live until the end of the war between the two realms!

East Castle.

Everyone felt that the air had become heavy, and they became inexplicably nervous, and at this moment, figures rose from the royal city.

Qin Wenqiong shed tears in the air and bowed down!

Ye Tenglong's eyes were full of gloom, and he was bitter and respectful!

Bei Chongyang was stunned and unwilling!