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At this moment, ten miles away from the majestic city of Shinra Wudu, thousands of wind dragons let out an earth-shattering roar, and the ground seemed to be turned over by thousands of dragons in unison, and large areas of earth waves were rushing in all directions like ocean tides.

The heavens and the earth were pale, and the light of pure destruction and destruction shone on the faces of the hundreds of grandmasters standing in the sky, and also on the faces of the one hundred and eight senators and elders in the Tower of Babel.

Most of the hundreds of thousands of people gathered at the gate of the city couldn't see what was happening, but because of the momentum of the collapse of heaven and earth on both sides of the war, their hearts were taken away, and they all lost their voices.

When the light at the center of the explosion faded rapidly, a broken and old body, dragging a long wave of smoke and dust behind it, fell down!

Tatsu Shenmu, defeated.

Seeing this figure falling from the billowing smoke, the pupils of the onlookers suddenly shrank, and they all let out a thunderous shout: "Elder Chen!"

Call!

A pair of invisible palms lightly dragged the body of Chenshen Mu flying like withered leaves, and slowly led it over.

Jiang Wanli looked at the face of this old friend, at this moment, Chen Shenmu's body was withered, extremely old, and his body was covered with deep cracks crisscrossing one after another, and he was completely silent.

He completely bloomed and burned his life, without the slightest reservation.

Airplanes!

In the chaotic turbulence of countless streamers and explosions on the opposite side, the space shook violently like a tide, and then layers of invisible ripples rippled by, and all the chaos within a radius of 100 zhang was smoothed out, and a peerless and invincible figure appeared!

"Very good opponent!"

Emperor Chongchang laughed, his voice burst into the air, echoing in the nine skies, hundreds of grandmasters at the scene, one hundred and eight senate elders, and knocked heavily in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people:

"But it's not enough!

Dead silence, absolute dead silence.

When thousands of people focused their eyes on the figure of Emperor Reborn as an iron-blooded god of war who would not die in a hundred battles, domineering, majestic, and intact, his throat seemed to be strangled by a pair of invisible big hands, and he couldn't say a word.

A peak grandmaster whose strength, experience, accumulation, and means of fighting the enemy are all top-notch, completely burned his own life, but he didn't even leave a single scar on the body of the emperor who seemed to be reborn.

At this moment, there are no words to describe the shock and horror in the hearts of the one hundred and eight Senate elders in the Tower of Babel!

"It can't be!"

Before the Water Moon Light Curtain, Lu Ruifeng, the master of the Qiankun Martial Arts Dojo, let out an incredulous roar:

"There is no such thing in the world! He will never be unharmed, he must be injured!"

The rest of the Senate elders were all pale, but no one spoke.

Of course, they could see that Emperor Chongsheng's face was slightly pale, and his aura was far less fierce and domineering than at the beginning, and he was obviously injured when two widows fought for their lives one after another.

However, the two who died, Su Beixuan and Chen Shenmu, almost represented the highest achievement of the grandmaster in the Northern Wilderness Martial Arts Alliance, and they were absolute top masters.

sacrificed the lives of such two peak masters, in the case of the wheel battle, only in exchange for Emperor Rebirth's seemingly minor injuries, and the only remaining Jiang Wanli was probably not Emperor Reborn's opponent.

This means that not only Jiang Wanli may die in the hands of Emperor Rebirth, but the Northern Wilderness Martial Arts Alliance is also facing a situation where there is no successor to fight!

At this moment, not only the one hundred and eight Senate Elders in the Tower of Babel, but also the hundreds of Grandmasters watching the battle on the edge were also aware of the grim form of the moment at this moment, and their faces were extremely ugly.

In the face of the great enemy of the new dynasty, as the grandmasters of the alliance, they will be both prosperous and lossy, and it is impossible for anyone to stay out of the matter.

No matter what he thinks in his heart, the emperor's rebirth of the invincible martial arts strength is like a mountain that weighs heavily on everyone's heart.

Who can defeat Emperor Reborn?

Su Beixuan and Chen Shenmu announced their defeat with their lives, and although Jiang Wanli was stronger than these two, he would never be able to achieve the death blow of the two peak grandmasters like Emperor Rebirth.

All the grandmasters knew very well in their hearts that Jiang Wanli was not the opponent of the emperor's rebirth.

And hundreds of thousands of people completely held their breath, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and their hearts were pounding wildly.

Even ordinary people like them could see the extreme malaise of the form and the incomparable power of the Emperor's rebirth.

How can it be?

Most people's minds went blank, and their mouths murmured:

"Isn't our Northern Wilderness's martial arts the strongest, why can't we resist the people of the New Dynasty?"

The faith, honor, and pride in their hearts are collapsing little by little.

"These two men have paved the way for you with their lives, and you must be stronger than the two of them?"

In the silence, Emperor Rebirth cast his gaze on Jiang Wanli, who was gently supporting the dead Chen Shenmu, and said slowly:

"So, now, you ......"

"Honesty is both brave and ...... with force"

Standing calmly in the void, hunting in robes, Jiang Wanli's eyes were lowered, and he chanted a low aria in his mouth, his voice was not loud, but it directly overwhelmed the words of the emperor's rebirth:

"In the end, you can't be strong......

Jiang Wanli's low groans became more and more high-pitched, more and more excited, rushing straight into the nine skies, swinging away the wisps of wandering clouds, and in an instant, a drunken and indomitable brave and majestic aura filled the entire heaven and earth!

"The body is dead and the spirit is spirit,

The soul is resolute and resolute!"

At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to perceive Jiang Wanli's intentions, and the air, smoke, light, living or dead things all trembled gently, as if they were responding to harmony, leaping, and calling signs.

At this moment, in the sight of the hundreds of grandmasters present, Jiang Wanli gently threw his hands and pushed Chen Shenmu's corpse towards them, and then walked like a void stroll, step by step towards the rebirth of the emperor, leaving only a magnificent back that was not easy for eternity and would not regret a hundred deaths.

At this moment, their hearts were agitated, and they opened their mouths in unison, as if to see him off:

"Honesty is both brave and ....... with force"

When hundreds of grandmasters spoke, it was like thousands of thunderbolts and explosions, resounding in every corner of the boundless world:

"Eventually strong and strong cannot be bullied......"

This voice, as if it comes from ancient times, seems to be able to see countless figures in the Northern Wilderness, overcoming thorns and thorns, and seeing every footprint infused with the blood of countless sages in the long river of history!

Countless sages, all the sacrifices, the bravery, the struggle......

At this moment, the hundreds of thousands of people in the HRE Wudu, without anyone's guidance, thousands of people faced the back of the gradually distant road, with tears in their eyes, impassioned, and opened their mouths in unison to let out the deepest cry in their hearts:

"The body is dead and the spirit is spirit,

The soul is resolute and resolute!"

"Good! good!"

At this moment, in the face of the cry from the bottom of my heart that erupted from the belief and spiritual burning of countless people, the emperor was suddenly moved!

"Such a martial arts spirit ......"

The tone was extremely gratifying, incomparably joyful, and the voice was becoming more and more high-pitched and agitated:

"It's this kind of martial will, faith, and pride that is worthy of being completely destroyed and trampled on by this sect!"