In the void, great battles are repeated.

Blood!

Countless Saint Kings fell from the void and died like mustard. There were also many Holy Emperors who were repelled for a hundred miles, and it was difficult to defeat the might of Qin Changsheng.

Unknowably, Li Baiyi looked at the battle on the vast ruins, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, and he looked up at the old man Tianji and said, "It seems that the four ancient clans are not as monolithic as they were back then. They seemed to be in the war, but they let the Xuantian Divine Clan rush to the front!"

In the Tianji Pavilion, the old man of Tianji was silent.

Time flies like water......

There were more and more Saint Kings falling in the void, and as for the people in the Martial Saint Realm, they didn't even have a chance to make a move, so they turned into dust and died.

There are fewer and fewer people in the Xuantian God Clan.

Right now.

A huge shout of reprimand sounded between heaven and earth, "Retreat!"

When that voice appeared, a golden projection as high as 10,000 feet suddenly appeared in the vast sky.

In the midst of the thousands of troops, Qin Changsheng raised his head and looked at the projection, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

I saw that the figure was full of golden light, like a round of nine-day sun, full of the majesty of the ancient emperor. The moment his projection manifested, countless golden rivers crossed the sky and fell on the people of the Protoss.

In the midst of those golden rivers, the people of the Protoss disappeared one by one and left the battlefield.

"Want to go, don't ask Bendi if he agrees!"

Qin Changsheng let out a cruel smile, and then his body rose from the ground like a long rainbow, attacking and killing towards the mysterious projection of the Protoss. At the same time, the Fourteen Powers of the Great Ming Dynasty around Qin Changsheng swept across the sky, swept into the monstrous golden river, and killed the people of the Protoss.

"Qin Changsheng, you are presumptuous!"

Looking at Qin Changsheng who was killed, the mysterious projection opened his mouth to scold, and when the words fell, it was a condensation of rolling golden heavenly thunder, slashing Qin Changsheng.

"You're fucking presumptuous!"

Qin Changsheng laughed, and the Changping Heavenly Injustice behind him resurfaced, and a sea of blood drove into the heavens and the earth, drowning towards the mysterious projection.

Bang.

When the sea of blood collided with the mysterious projection, an ancient loud bang erupted between heaven and earth.

The mysterious golden projection flickered, but it didn't disappear.

Qin Changsheng frowned, looked up at the mysterious projection of the mighty golden light and the mighty Nine Heavens, and hissed and laughed: "I didn't expect that it would be a strong man who stepped into the realm of the quasi-emperor with half a foot, no wonder he dared to appear on this battlefield!"

"Qin Changsheng, your era has come to an end, and now you, but in the Holy Emperor realm, you dare to provoke the deity. When the true body of the deity comes, you will never recover!"

The mysterious projection opened its mouth and scolded.

"Forever?"

Qin Changsheng raised his eyebrows, "What kind of catastrophe will this emperor have! If you can appear in your true body, you will appear early! I, Qin Changsheng, stretch my neck here and wait for you to cut it, if you don't come, I will personally kill the Xuantian Divine Clan to see what you are capable of!"

"Senior brother, this neck is mine!"

In the sea of knowledge, Lin Huang couldn't help but remind.

"Little junior brother, there is a big battle, don't destroy the majesty of senior brother!"

Qin Changsheng said very unhappily.

In the void, the mysterious projection fell silent......

Qin Changsheng sneered, "If you don't come, this mysterious projection will go back to the emperor, don't be a fucking embarrassment here." As for the people of the Xuantian Divine Clan here, this emperor will cut off their heads and send them to the Divine Clan!"

As the words fell, Qin Changsheng let out another long roar, covered in a monstrous sea of blood, and killed the mysterious projection.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a long-standing drum suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

The sound of the drum was mighty, carrying the mighty grace of heaven, like the edict of the ancient emperor, suppressing all directions, making everyone above and below the vast ruins stunned.

And Qin Changsheng, who was killing the mysterious projection, also retreated a hundred miles suddenly, and his brows furrowed violently.

In the formation of thousands of troops, Xiao Yishan frowned.

Xue Tianjun, who was walking on the battlefield, looked frozen, stroked the arm of the milk tiger in his arms, and stiffened, and the terrifying anger around his body was violently vented.

The figure of the thirteen dragon heads of the Ming Sect froze in place, and his expression froze.

In the sea of knowledge, Lin Huang looked puzzled, and he didn't know why a thunderous drum caused everyone to be so jealous, as if he had met a natural nemesis.

Then, Lin Huang raised his eyes to look at the giant drum that suddenly appeared in the void.

That drum ...... It's just three zhang in size.

At first glance, it looks ordinary.

Look closely...... Lin Huang couldn't find anything special.

It is completely the same as the big drum used for red and white ceremonies in ordinary families!

"Senior brother, this is ......"

Lin Huang opened his mouth and asked Qin Changsheng with a smile.

This time, Qin Changsheng didn't reply. It's just that in his eyes, there is a monstrous anger boiling!

"Xiao Yishan, Qin Changsheng, Xue Tianjun, seeing this divine drum, they still don't bow down and retreat!"

Between the vast heaven and earth, the thunderous voice of the mysterious projection sounded.

"Today...... The people of the Protoss, don't even think of getting out of this battlefield alive!"

Between heaven and earth, there was suddenly Xiao Yishan's murderous voice that swept the heavens and the earth, only to see the latter slowly stepping into the void, his body was boiling fiercely, and the terrifying black flames swept in all directions, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a terrible state of rage.

At this moment, the Fourteen Powers of the Great Ming Dynasty around Qin Changsheng's body shook.

Click......

In an instant, Xiao Yishan directly snatched the Ming Fourteen Powers from Qin Changsheng's hands, hovered behind Xiao Yishan, and spread out in a fan, pointing directly at the mysterious projection in the void.

"Huh...... Are you finally angry? I didn't expect a generation of people in the yang world to slaughter, and it is only this amount of patience!"

In the void, the mysterious projection sneered, "What's the matter? When you see Tuoba Fu, the sect leader of the Zuojia Ming Sect, don't you bow down?"

As the mysterious projection spoke, his big sleeves fluttered, holding drumsticks, beating the giant drum. With each tap, an extremely terrifying mysterious rune swept through the sky, causing Qin Changsheng and Xiao Yishan to retreat......

In the midst of knowing the sea, Lin Huangmeng suddenly realized and reacted.

- Legend has it that a thousand years ago, the Zuo Jiaming Sect was defeated.

His Demon Sect leader was killed in battle, and after his death, his head was hung above the Zhongtian God Domain, his skin and flesh were made into a large drum, and his bones were made into drumsticks!

Lin Huang raised his eyes and looked at the giant drum in the void, only to feel a shock in his heart.

The giant drum is in the world, with the power of the emperor!

What's even more terrifying is that he was the head of the Zuojiaming Sect back then, and the exit was the decree...... Even if Qin Changsheng and Xiao Yishan had the realm of the Holy Emperor, they could not be afraid of the might of the Divine Drum, but they would definitely not be able to cross the hurdle in their hearts, let alone get close to that Divine Drum.

Airplanes.

Buzzing.

Buzz Buzz......

In the void, the mysterious projection showed a mocking face, constantly beating the giant drum, making Xiao Yishan and the others angry. At the same time, the golden river between heaven and earth was mighty, bringing the Xuantian Divine Clan away from this battlefield one after another.

On the other side of the battlefield, Qi Hengge frowned.

After glancing at Xiao Yishan and Qin Changsheng, he walked towards the Divine Drum.

Airplanes!

Between heaven and earth, another mighty drum swept through.

Qi Hengge frowned, only feeling that the qi and blood in his body were surging, and he couldn't suppress it under the traction of the drums.

"Qi Hengge? huh...... I didn't expect you to show up too. But just by you, you also want to get close to the Divine Drum? Don't be delusional, this drum has been refined by our clan for thousands of years, and it has the power to destroy everything, and it also has a quasi-emperor edict. If you don't cultivate yourself, and continue the life of your for a few more lifetimes, maybe it's still possible!"

In the void, the mysterious projection scolded.

Qi Hengge frowned, then looked at Xiao Yishan and shook his head slowly.

"Little Junior Brother ......"

At this moment, Qin Changsheng suddenly spoke.

Well?

Lin Huang said.

"Next, it's up to you!"

Qin Changsheng smiled slightly, and then the remnant soul suddenly came out of his body, returning the control of his physical body to Lin Huang!