Chapter Forty-Eight: The Immortal Emperor!

The Xuantian realm of the Xuantian Dao people, the Wuji realm of the Holy Emperor's "pole", and the Dutian realm of the Holy Emperor's "capital" are respectively in the Qian, Kun, and Ze positions in the gossip of the day after tomorrow, and they are transformed into Taiqian Heaven, Earth Kun Tian, and Ze Tian.

In this way, the three talents returned to their positions and formed an indestructible and unbreakable three-talent array.

The large array was running, and an immortal aura permeated the surroundings, and the chaotic space shrouded by these three small worlds slowly calmed down, and the terrifying chaotic vitality collided on the barrier of the three small worlds, like a wave hitting a reef, without any damage.

Seeing this situation, whether it was Wang Xiaoguang, who was presiding over the Mixed Yuan Infinite Array, or the Xuantian Dao people who were trying to manipulate their respective small worlds, the Holy Emperor "Ji" and the Holy Emperor "Du", they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since the three-talent array composed of three small worlds can withstand the terrifying impact of the chaotic vitality, it means that the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm they conceived is completely feasible, and their plan can be realized.

Next, it was up to the thirty-six peak masters of the Great Luo Sect and the major elders to manipulate the other small worlds, and Xiao Ding would control the Great Luo Heavens, return them one by one, and completely perfect the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm.

In the process, Wang Xiaoguang's immortal puppet stood motionless in front of the crack in the sky, acting as a guardian, blocking all enemies that might appear.

It's just that what surprised him was that the construction of the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm went smoothly, and the enemy he expected did not appear, not to mention the Immortal Emperor, and even the ancient powerhouses who cultivated in the Land of Origin did not appear, which surprised him.

He knew that there were still many Yang God powerhouses alive in this world, not to mention the remnants of the Yang God powerhouses in other eras, even if there were Yang God in this era, there were many Yang God survivors.

A Yang God, the thoughts can be divided into 480 million, as long as they are not stupid, it is impossible for them not to leave a way back for themselves, so even if the Yang God turns into the Tao and the thoughts evolve into a small world, it is only the actions of most of the thoughts, and some thoughts turn into stars, and even enter the place of origin.

This is also the reason why Wang Xiaoguang doesn't want to enter the Land of Origin, because there are too many Yang God powerhouses there, and it is still their home field, running in alone, is it because he wants to play group fight with a group of Yang Gods?

Originally, according to his calculations, when he built the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Dao, suppressed the cracks of the heavens, evolved the Immortal Realm, and cut off the Dao of the Divine Soul, those hidden Yang God powerhouses would definitely take the opportunity to take the opportunity to kill the Daluo faction and snatch the control of the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Dao.

As a result, in the end, there was no Yang God appearing, which made Wang Xiaoguang feel incredible, and he couldn't help but wonder if it was his own judgment error, those Yang Gods did not wake up at all, or they were all selfless and selfless, thinking about the common people!

What Wang Xiaoguang didn't know was that it wasn't that those sleeping Yang Gods didn't feel the changes in heaven and earth, and it wasn't that they didn't want to snatch control of the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Dao, but because a group of them were blocked at the door of their homes and couldn't get out.

In the deepest part of the long river, in a very mysterious void, a long bridge, like a rainbow, across the sky, through time, this bridge is the king of artifacts built by the hundreds of schools of thought in the Middle Ages, the bridge on the other side.

On the bridge on the other side, there is a Taoist who is wearing a Taoist robe, like all kinds of gods, all kinds of immortals, all kinds of worlds blessing themselves, obviously a great divine robe.

Opposite the Taoist, there was a group of black and oppressive figures, some of them were full of blood and blood, and some were ethereal like immortals, like an immortal god, standing there, but they didn't dare to move forward.

In the bridge on the other side, there were also figures one after another, but these figures looked extremely illusory, as if they were not real creatures, but the heroic spirits of the sons of a hundred families.

"Immortal Emperor, what do you mean by this?"

"As the master of the Ancient Holy Emperor, you are here to stop us and others, could it be that you want to join the evil demons of the outer path in order to enter the demon path."

The first to ask questions was not the strong man on the other side of the bridge, but the hundred heroic spirits who existed in the bridge on the other side, who were like returning to the Middle Ages at this time, incarnating as saints who taught sentient beings, incarnating morality, occupying the righteousness of heaven and earth, and questioning the Immortal Emperor.

"No, it's just that this seat feels that the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Dao of the Daluo Sect can reach the other side better than your bridge on the other side!"

"So, the game is over, you can get out!"

The Immortal Emperor looked at the shouting sons of the hundred schools and said indifferently, without the slightest change on his face.

In his opinion, the gambling contract with the hundred schools of thought is just a game, and he kept them before, just to wait for the last Yizi of the hundred schools of the princes to appear and see the final truth of the hundred schools of thought.

It's a pity that that Yi Zi never appeared, but instead the rise of the way of qi training, and put forward the concept of the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Dao, to protect all beings through the catastrophe of the era.

The way of qi cultivation was more in line with the concept of the Immortal Emperor, so he wanted to see the ultimate of the way of qi training, so he would never allow these people in front of him to destroy the birth of the immortal world.

Zhuzi Baijia, in his opinion, is just a joke, if it weren't for the reason they proposed, which made him feel a little interesting, and took shelter, I'm afraid they would have been destroyed by other Yang God powerhouses a long time ago.

A group of guys who are not even Yang Gods, even if they have the King of Artifacts, they can only compete with an ordinary Yang God, but can there be only one Yang God in the Land of Origin? Those ancient saint emperors, how can they be compared to ordinary yang gods?

If it weren't for most of the thoughts of the Foolish Emperor at the beginning, there would be no one in his strength, how could he let this group of scholars make trouble.

It's ridiculous, these sons and hundreds of schools of thought that the Yang God is just like that, and even shouted the slogan that everyone is like a dragon, and to justify it, the Holy Emperor's Ninety-Nine Supreme was cut by four qi and changed to Ninety-Five.

This is really a thing that makes the Immortal Emperor feel ridiculous!

You must know that the Yang God is not necessarily the Holy Emperor, but the Holy Emperor must be the Yang God.

When a Yang God wants to sit on the throne of the Holy Emperor, especially if a group of creators can stop it, thousands of gods and demons, which one dares to disobey?

I didn't even know my identity and situation, so I dared to come forward and scold, I was really looking for death.

The Immortal Emperor said indifferently, and then just glanced at the heroic spirit who spoke out, and the former sons of the hundred schools, the saints and the like, were suddenly speechless, and the whole person disappeared directly into ashes, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Shhh

"Immortal Emperor, how dare you?"

"How is it possible, we have the bridge on the other side to protect it, how is it possible..."

"Is this the method of the first person in the ages, through the king of artifacts, he can see people to death at a glance, it's too terrifying..."

"Has his strength been fully restored?"

"What to do..."

The others looked at the Immortal Emperor, so terrifying, across the bridge on the other side, stared at a creator-level powerhouse at a glance, and they were suddenly startled, and one by one they gasped and talked about it.

Only then did they recall the fear of being dominated by the Immortal Emperor.

The first person in Swire!

The first person of the Yang God!

Master of the Ancient Holy Emperor!

The creator of the fairy way!

The one closest to the other side!

In the long river of 10,000 shares, among all the yang gods, the person with the strongest mana is the most mysterious.

The power is limitless, the power is unstoppable!

This is the Immortal Emperor, a terrifying existence that can make all Yang God powerhouses stop just by their name!