"Boom!"

As the cold and solemn words of the corpse immortal emperor fell, many of the immortal kings present came back to their senses in an instant, and they couldn't help but feel shocked, and their bodies were cold.

As his people said, whether it is the ending of the Emperor of the Wasteland, or the weird black hand sacrifice to the heavens behind the scenes, at present, it is still quite far away.

For everyone present, the top priority was the corpse Immortal Emperor in front of him.

"Hum—"

Feeling the malice emanating from the deepest part of the Ultimate Ancient Land, the corpse was undisguised at all, and the many immortal kings present were all covered in cold hair, and even several quasi-immortal emperors had extremely solemn expressions on their faces, and their brows were furrowed.

Although the condition of the corpse was obviously not good, after all, he had been a genuine Immortal Emperor and had fought with the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, and he was really majestic and supreme, above all the monks present.

Now, the only thing that everyone can rely on is probably the bronze coffin of the third world.

It's just that right now, the group of people is on the other side of the boundary sea, separated by endless and long distances, and it is really difficult to rely on the sealing power of the Immortal Light Heavenly Wall.

With the bronze coffin itself, it is still unknown whether it can deal with the corpse Immortal Emperor in front of him.

"Whoa!"

Thinking of this, including the emperor and the fairy in white, everyone's eyes fell on the small bronze coffin, obviously with high hopes for it.

And perceiving everyone's gaze, the face of the broken corpse lying on the strange sacred mountain appeared with a particularly disdainful expression:

"It's useless, Bendi was also the owner of this bronze coffin. You want to use it against me? ”

Thinking that he had been in charge of the bronze coffin of the third generation, maybe there was really something left, and for a while, the immortal kings present were really uneasy.

Of course, at the forefront of everyone, Emperor Yuan's heart was like a mirror for this, and even the corners of his mouth were disdainful, and he couldn't help but complain secretly:

Boy! This corpse is so bold that he dares to call himself the master of the third bronze coffin?

You must know that Emperor Yuan witnessed the refining process of the bronze coffin of the three generations "with his own eyes", and consulted the real owner of the bronze coffin - the "patient" above the sacrificial road.

If it weren't for the fact that the others had already burned themselves and wiped out all traces, the nonsense of the corpse Immortal Emperor would definitely trigger the cause and effect in the underworld and cause calamity.

That supreme majesty, let alone the Immortal Emperor, even if it is the existence of the sacrificial realm, he will never dare to offend.

It's a pity that the "patient" on the sacrificial path has long since taken the initiative to fall silent, which means that he has never appeared in this world, and has not left any traces in the world.

In fact, it was precisely because of this that the corpse Immortal Emperor dared to speak out, and he was not worried about any cause and effect.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, his body is an Immortal Emperor, and he will definitely notice the inappropriateness in the underworld, and he will never speak falsely.

Between the lightning and flint, Emperor Yuan's mind was already crossed by so many thoughts, and he immediately snorted disdainfully:

"Humph!"

"You haven't really returned yet, turning death into life, do you dare to speak out, what kind of immortal emperor majesty?"

Regarding the corpse, Emperor Yuan naturally did not have the slightest politeness, and directly exposed the true state of his person.

And the truth is indeed as everyone guessed.

Although, the Dark Immortal Emperor in front of him, who should have passed away for many years, was able to return from nothingness for some reason, but he has not really gotten rid of his predicament and descended into the present world, and now he is between reality and illusion, which is really not complete.

Hearing Emperor Yuan's words, many of the immortal kings present let go of their hanging hearts slightly.

At the same time, there was no annoyed expression on the face of the corpse that was in the deepest part of the Ultimate Ancient Land, and his face was still calm. And immediately after, the majestic and grand voice of his person sounded again:

"What if Bendi hasn't really returned?"

"Are you still trying to stop me? What a fool's dream! ”

"Boom!"

As the words of the Corpse Immortal Emperor fell, the supreme majesty that was far above the worlds spread out.

The immortal emperor is mighty, unfathomable, covering the ancient and modern future. If he returns, all the heavens and all the worlds, all the creatures and all the spirits will tremble and tremble under his feet.

"Hum—"

At this moment, the corpse's gaze fell on the bronze coffin again.

In his eyes, there was a completely undisguised color of jealousy and greed.

The bronze coffin of the third world itself was refined by the "sick" above the sacrificial path in order to seal his own ashes, and he was congenitally restrained from the existence of strange darkness.

Not only that, but there were also remnants of the Dao power of the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven in the bronze coffin, which naturally made the corpses even more fearful.

However, at the same time, the bronze coffin is now sealed with the sacrifice of the strange ancestor.

And this sacrificial text is something that corpses are especially eager for.

In fact, it is precisely because of this that Emperor Yuan and others did not dare to use the copper coffin rashly, fearing that there would be unpredictable changes after opening it.

For a while, the two sides were afraid of each other, but they were at a stalemate, falling into an eerie silence.

In the end, it was Emperor Yuan's side, and the heroic and elegant burial master "stepped forward" and broke the silence here.

I saw that the burial master had an extremely solemn expression, looked straight at the corpse in front of him, and said suspiciously:

"You were defeated by the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven in the past, and you were wiped out by his own people, erasing all existence, but now, why can you reproduce?"

Although the question of the burial master does not seem to have much to do with the current situation, it actually points to the most critical point.

The powerhouse of the Immortal Emperor realm, even if he unfortunately falls, he can be resurrected and reappear with the help of a thought in the future.

At the beginning, in order to prevent future troubles, the Emperor of the Wasteland did not simply kill the corpse Immortal Emperor, but also erased all his existence, cut off his connection with the worlds, and made it impossible for the other party to return from nothingness.

And now, for some reason, the other party has finally reappeared.

Only by figuring out the reasons for this will they be able to actually deal with the corpses.

Just as similar thoughts were in everyone's minds, the corpse continued to say unashamedly:

"Humph! This emperor shook the past and the present, and the merit was created, how could it be suppressed by the desolate child! ”

Hearing this, Emperor Yuan and the others rolled their eyes in their hearts.

You must know that the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven is now one step further, above the Immortal Emperor, enough to fight with the strongest in the weird race, and the corpses in front of him, let alone continue the way forward, and even the "Resurrection Match" has not been completely won.

"Boom!"

And as the words of the corpse Immortal Emperor fell, the bronze coffin was like the supreme divine thunder exploding, accompanied by an extraordinarily magnificent and majestic aura.

"That's!?"

Sensing the majesty in the underworld, let alone the many immortal kings present, even the corpse immortal emperor on the opposite side couldn't help but change color.

"Bang!"

In the end, I saw that the lid of the bronze coffin was lifted straight open, and a brilliant immortal light rushed up to the sky.

And in the fairy light, a majestic man stood like a supreme god.

"Emperor of the Desolate Heavens!"

Two shifts are complete.

Tomorrow it will still be around 21 o'clock and 23:50.

Last month, the author took a day off because he was not feeling well, and he owed two chapter updates, which I haven't forgotten, and I will make up for it next week, so you can rest assured.

Finally, thank you again for all your support!