The eyes of the Emperor Phantom narrowed slightly, looking at the Separation of Hatred and Three Lives Monument above Ye Mo's head, and suddenly there was a trace of indescribable panic. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's just that this trace of emotion was immediately suppressed by him, as the strongest person in the world, the superior of the Ninety-Five, the emperor's mind is firm, it can be imagined.

Ye Mo was no longer able to move, he was completely shrouded by the power of the Emperor's primordial spirit, tightly restrained, and for the first time, he felt so powerless, and even his gaze became extremely humiliated.

"I won't agree!" Ye Mo roared angrily.

Immediately, as if he felt the unwillingness in Ye Mo's heart, the power of the Three Lives Monument skyrocketed, and it seemed to be out of Ye Mo's control, and the incomparably huge aura opened the floodgates.

On the dilapidated stele of the Sansheng Monument, a thin arm slowly poked out, and in the incredible eyes of everyone, it met the big hand of the emperor and had the most direct collision.

"Boom-" The huge force centered on the point of the two big hands, and spread wildly in all directions!

On the mica peak, which symbolized the glory of the Qingyuan Sect, the light mask enchantment arranged by all the masters of the Qingyuan Sect was shattered, and the paper paste was shattered, along with the huge picture suspended above everyone's heads.

The terrifying wind shocked everyone, and when the barrier was shattered, the powerful force directly made them feel this terrifying aura.

The deputy head of the Seven Great Immortal Sects is the existence second only to the head of the sect, and in the entire Lihate Heaven, he also belongs to the top of the pyramid, and he is invincible, but now, their faces are already full of shock and horror.

It turns out that there is such a huge gap between himself who is full of self-confidence and the strongest person in the world.

Moreover, this is just a projection of the emperor, if the emperor comes in person, everyone on the field, I am afraid that everyone can beat him with a move, and the strength is the most direct embodiment.

However, the Emperor Lihuang Phantom and Ye Mo, who were in the light, collided-for-tat, and the terrifying power continued to increase, and neither side was willing to take a half step back.

What is that broken stone stele? Can it compete with the phantom of the emperor? Where did this Ye Mo get such treasures? With such treasures in hand, who else in the world is his opponent?

I don't know who Ye Mo is also in the clouds at this moment, and I don't know who this big hand that sticks out from the Three Lives Monument belongs to? Could it be the owner of the voice he once heard? That is, the machine spirit?

However, if it was a machine spirit, why had he not heard the slightest sound from him? Moreover, this arm was extremely thin, as if it were the arm of an old man in the last years of the wind and candle, and it did not match the voice of the machine spirit that he had heard.

The power shattered, and all the pillars of true qi in front of the Emperor and the Sansheng Monument were shattered, and the two big hands rolled back, and the Emperor Phantom took three steps back, looking at Ye Mo in disbelief.

Ye Mo didn't retreat for half a step, the Sansheng Monument above his head shone brightly, and the thin arm clenched into a fist, and a punch directly bombarded the emperor's chest.

The emperor raised his head, the surprise in his eyes flashed, and he also clenched his palm into a fist, and collided with that arm again.

The space was shattered, the collision of the two powerhouses finally shattered the space, and the place where they were fighting at the moment was halfway up the mountain, and after two attacks, the mica peak that was hundreds of zhang high was cut off, which was shocking.

The emperor snorted, and the moment his fists collided with each other, it was as if he was hitting a big mountain, and it was the kind of mountain that counted.

If it was just an ordinary mountain, he could directly turn it into powder with a single punch.

The force of the shock caused the right hand of the Emperor to swing away directly, and the thin arm, as if it had not been affected in the slightest, continued to blast out a punch, hitting the Emperor in the chest.

"The Monument of Hatred and Three Lives, it is really a good treasure, this artifact, the widow has prescribed, today the phantom descends, let you escape with your life, the next time you meet, you will definitely take back the treasure!"

Ye Mo let out a long sigh of relief, but his body was twisted for a while, and he disappeared without a trace, and the Sansheng Tablet turned into an ordinary stone tablet, and it stood in place.

It's just that although Ye Mo disappeared, the Sansheng Monument seemed to be ownerless, and no one dared to take a step forward, even the people from the Qingyuan Sect did not dare to step forward.

It is a divine object that can be shattered even by the phantom of the emperor, and with this bit of strength, it is estimated that it will be shattered if it can't catch a move, and the form and spirit will be destroyed, they are not stupid, and naturally they will not want to take the Sansheng Monument as their own.

Su Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and big tears flowed down her cheeks, and the moment the emperor's phantom came, she wanted to rush forward directly, even if it was a moth to the fire.

It's just a pity that she didn't even have a chance to fight the fire as a moth, so she could only watch her eldest brother fall into that stormy aura.

At that moment, Su Xiaoyu lost all faith in survival, and she seemed to die with Ye Mo's drowning, hating herself for being powerless, and hating herself for not cultivating enough.

Until the emperor disappeared, Ye Mo's figure resurfaced, and she had a glimmer of hope, but unfortunately, Ye Mo's figure was just a flash in the pan, and then disappeared again.

The hope that Su Xiaoyu had just gotten was shattered in an instant, and he hugged the gray stone tablet and cried bitterly.

The three of them also rushed forward, looked at the stone tablet and said, "Xiaoyu, you don't have to worry about it first, the third brother is fine!"

Su Xiaoyu was stunned and looked up at Wei Wuya.

"This is the third brother's stele, and the collision of Shicai was obviously taking advantage of the emperor's phantom, so this battle was won by the third brother, it is likely that this stele brought him to a secret place, there is something important to discuss, let's wait for a while, don't worry!" Wei Wuya said slightly.

Su Xiaoyu hurriedly wiped away her tears, and when she heard Wei Wuya's explanation, her heart was also a little sober.

Yes, this treasure weapon, if the eldest brother really disappears, he will definitely return to the place where the eldest brother got it, return to his hometown, and will not stay here, so the eldest brother should be fine.

Feng Wujian turned his head and glanced at Zheng Tiangang, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but then he was a little bitter, the emperor seemed to be very interested in Ye Mo's stone tablet, and he suffered a big loss in front of everyone's eyes.

He will definitely not give up, so he will definitely find Ye Mo in the future after leaving the emperor, and when the time comes, Shenxiaomen will not be able to protect him, and Ye Mo's future will still be very difficult, unless this stone tablet has the strength to defeat the emperor.

Meng Qingchen's eyes flickered, at this moment, she was the most regrettable among everyone, although she didn't know who Ye Wuxian was, but this name could cause such a big reaction in the Seven Great Immortal Gates.

It shows how jealous they are of this name, they didn't expect that Ye Mo, who was just from a small border town, would have such a terrifying father.

I heard that he has already gone to the Galaxy Ancient Domain, and I don't know which family or sect he joined, such an amazing and talented person will definitely not mind being nameless, and it is good to take the time to let people inquire.

However, when he thought of inquiring, Meng Qingchen's heart was sour again, in what capacity did he have to inquire now? He didn't know Ye Mo, it didn't mean that she didn't know Ye Mo's temper.

Once he decides something, he will never repent.

Therefore, he left him at the beginning, and continued to speak until before the battle, and this alone, no matter how low he was, he would not give himself any more chances.

"Now the plan is to hope that the prince will return as soon as possible and kill Ye Mo when he is not growing up, otherwise, with the speed at which his cultivation is progressing, in another two years, he may really be able to reach the point of competing with the prince!" Meng Qingchen gritted his teeth and thought.

At the same time that everyone present had their own thoughts, in the huge palace, Emperor Lihuang slowly opened his eyes: "The Monument of Separation and Hatred of the Three Lives, such a powerful force, even my clone can defeat it, that Ye Mo should be the son of the bastard back then, hum, you escaped too fast yourself, let your son suffer all the sins on your behalf today." ”

With a cold snort, Lihuang stood up, his eyes were like electricity, and suddenly a trace of inexplicable horror flashed on his face.

Because I don't know when, a figure has appeared in front of him, a thin figure, a pair of gloomy eyes, looking at him fiercely.