"Bang!"

The Ice Jade Snow Lotus collided with the golden snake, and the energy wave visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out in a circle.

The air shatters and the space is cut directly.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Wherever the aftermath passed, countless warriors flew out upside down.

With a muffled sound of the huge demon drum, the coffin on the drum surface slipped down and fell directly to the ground, and the coffin lid was opened.

The nearby warriors hurriedly retreated, for fear that a powerful existence would rush out of them and devour them alive.

But, in fact, it was entirely they who frightened themselves, and inside the coffin, there was nothing empty.

The martial artists in the entire hall were all relieved. They are all secretly glad, fortunately, the body of the Dragon Emperor is not in the coffin, otherwise if the emperor's corpse is angered, he may not know how to die.

The Holy Maiden of Yunxiao and the Holy Maiden of Chaotian also had some concerns, and glanced at the coffin, and when they saw that there was nothing unusual, they fought with confidence.

The other martial artists of the Cloud Temple and the Chaotian Temple also took action one after another and fought together.

Inside the main hall, the other warriors quietly retreated, for fear of being injured by the aftermath of the battle.

And just after they had withdrawn far enough to watch the battle between the two temples, they had an extremely shocked discovery, and they couldn't help but shiver.

Above the demon drum, I don't know when, a faint phantom appeared.

That phantom is more than ten meters high, majestic and majestic, sword eyebrows and dragon eyes, not angry and self-imposing, even if you look at it from a distance, you unconsciously give birth to the urge to surrender.

"That'...... Who is that?"

"Could it be the Dragon Emperor?"

Every martial artist was wide-eyed, including those martial artists in the Zhongzhou, Western Desert, Southern Wilderness and Beichuan super powers, and none of them were not surprised.

Some of them wanted to remind the warriors of the Cloud Temple and the Chaotian Temple, but under the threat of the Dragon Emperor's figure, they didn't dare to shout out loud at all.

"Isn't it possible! Isn't the Dragon Emperor an existence hundreds of thousands of years ago, or even older? How could he still be alive?"

"Maybe he's dead, that figure isn't the Dragon Emperor!"

"You...... Don't scare me, isn't it the Dragon Emperor, isn't it still ......?"

The discussion became smaller and smaller, and the crowd finally quieted down directly, what kind of means the Dragon Emperor had, they didn't know at all, maybe their discussion had already been heard by the Dragon Emperor.

At this moment, one less word may be able to save his life.

Thousands of warriors quietly looked at the phantom shadow above the Demon Desolate Drum, the battle between the powerhouses of the Cloud Temple and the Chaotian Temple, the aftermath of the strong and tyrannical effects, but they could not hurt them in the slightest.

"Who is it that disturbs my sleep?"

At this moment, the phantom of the Dragon Emperor spoke, and his voice was rolling, like heavenly thunder, which was deeper and more powerful than the drum of the demon desolate drum.

The ninth-floor hall was instantly quiet, and in mid-air, the warriors of the Cloud Temple and the Chaotian Temple who were fighting against each other all stopped fighting, and all the martial artists on the ground unconsciously took two steps back.

"May I ask who the seniors are?"

The Heavenly Saintess and the Yunxiao Saintess looked at the phantom on the demon drum, although they were all full of shock, but after all, they were saints who had seen the world, and they were quite calm.

"Hmph, you broke into my tomb, don't you know who I am?" the phantom on the demon desolation drum snorted coldly and said unhappily.

"Are you the Dragon Emperor?" "There was a subtle tremor in the voice of the Chaotian Holy Maiden, as the Holy Maiden of the Chaotian Temple, although her status was respected and above countless martial artists, she was still an insignificant ant in front of the legendary Great Emperor.

"No!" the tall phantom shook his head and said lightly, "How can I be the Great Dragon Emperor, I am just a wisp of the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul!"

"The remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor!"

Listening to the words of the tall phantom, everyone's extremely nervous hearts relaxed a little, but it was only a little, although this phantom was not the Dragon Emperor himself, but it was also a wisp of the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul.

The Dragon Emperor is an all-powerful power in the legend, even if it is a wisp of remnant soul, I am afraid that he has the ability to destroy the world and destroy the world.

The warriors didn't even dare to breathe, and quietly waited for the Dragon Emperor to punish them, the tomb robbers.

"Long years, millions of years, the martial realm is lonely, only to lose!" The remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor sighed lightly and glanced at everyone, "Since you have all come here, it must be destined in the dark! This emperor will not care about you, get out!"

The warriors were about to turn around and leave as if they had been granted amnesty, but they heard the Heavenly Holy Maiden laugh and say, "Lord Dragon Emperor, we are here to borrow the Demon Desolate Drum, I don't know if it can be?"

"Bold!" The voice of the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor suddenly raised an octave, and the vicissitudes of life dispersed, "The Demon Desolate Drum is an artifact, how can you borrow it if you want to, if you don't get out, you will not blame me for showing the might of the Dragon Emperor!"

"Hmph!" the Heavenly Saintess snorted coldly, "Lord Dragon Emperor, I call you Lord by respect, because I admire your former prestige, do you really think that I am afraid of you? To put it mildly, you are just a wisp of the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul now, and it seems that you can't get anywhere in your cultivation strength!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor was furious, and his palm, which was as big as a door panel, slapped directly towards the Heavenly Holy Maiden, and the air under his hand was directly blasted, and the ground within a radius of one mile was cracked inch by inch.

The Heavenly Saintess was not in a hurry, her slender jade hand quickly formed a seal, and a golden square seal was shot out when she landed, crashing into the palm of the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul.

On the ground of the main hall, thousands of warriors retreated halfway, and some of them listened to it, wanting to take a look at the strength of the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul.

Everyone couldn't help but secretly shake their heads, going against the legendary emperor was simply asking for their own death.

Even if the Heavenly Saintess is a genius of the Four Great Temples, I am afraid that she will die in an instant.

"Boom!"

The loud noise was like thunder, and the entire hall trembled violently, and ten miles away, it was all churning with qi and blood that was impacted by the aftermath of the battle.

However, the imaginary Chaotian Holy Maiden, under the palm of the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor, turned into a cloud of blood mist, did not appear.

The Heavenly Saintess only flew back a distance, and then stabilized her figure.

"Is this the power of the Dragon Emperor?" the Heavenly Saintess sneered, "This is too damaging to the Dragon Emperor's coercion!"

The remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor sneered, and the whole figure became even taller and hazy, "Human, don't be self-righteous, the reason why you are still alive is because I see that you are beautiful, and I can't bear to let you be destroyed!"

The Heavenly Saintess snorted coldly, and did not answer the words of the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul again, but turned to the Yunxiao Saint Maiden and said, "It seems that we need to join forces first to destroy this Dragon Emperor's remnant soul, and then fight for the Demon Desolation Drum!"

The Yunxiao Holy Maiden nodded, and then said even more amazingly, "He is not the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor, he is just a spiritual sense of the Demon Desolate Drum!"

"I see, I said that the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor will not only have such a little means!" "The Heavenly Holy Maiden suddenly realized and turned to the tall phantom, "A little spiritual sense, even dare to pretend to be the Great Emperor, it is really arrogant!"

"Hmph...... the huge phantom sneered, no longer hiding his identity, "I really didn't expect that someone would be able to recognize me as a spiritual sense!

"What?"

The warriors who watched the battle from a distance were in an uproar, they never thought that the phantom that reached the mighty was not the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor.

Chen Zheng, who was in the crowd, was also secretly amazed by the perception of the Holy Maiden of the Clouds.

Even he once thought that the huge phantom was really a wisp of the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor.

At this moment, the Cloud Saintess pierced the true identity of the phantom, and he felt a familiar aura on the body of the huge phantom, an aura similar to the spiritual consciousness of the Flame Dragon Heavenly Pillar and Haotian Tower.

However, the cultivation strength of this Demon Desolate Drum Spiritual Sense was stronger than that of the Flame Dragon Wentian Pillar and Haotian Tower, and Chen Zheng could feel that the cultivation strength of this spiritual sense should have reached the Imperial Martial Realm.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In mid-air, the spiritual consciousness of the Demon Desolate Drum has already fought with the powerhouses of the Chaotian Temple and the Cloud Sky Temple, and all kinds of powerful martial arts have emerged in an endless stream, and they have even urged the Demon Desolate Drum from time to time to launch sonic attacks.

The original energy is in full bloom and disillusioned, as if it is a dazzling firework.

The aftermath of the battle, which was stronger than the other, made the thousands of warriors who had to fight for more than ten miles keep retreating.

Some martial artists with slightly lower cultivation strength directly withdrew from the ninth-layer hall.

As the battle heated up, there were fewer and fewer warriors left on the ninth layer to watch the battle, and most of them were strong men from Zhongzhou, Western Desert, Southern Wilderness, and Beichuan super powers.

Chen Zheng stayed with his strength, but he stayed, not to prove that he had the strength to stay, but to watch the duel between the powerhouses of the Emperor Martial Realm and learn from it.

The powerhouses of the Emperor Martial Realm of the Cloud Temple and the Chaotian Temple, each of them is extremely powerful, and any simple move can be used in the dark.

The offensive of the Yunxiao Saintess and the Chaotian Saintess is not only powerful, but also extremely beautiful, and the killing moves are as moving as if they were dancing in neon clothes, and the people who watch them are fascinated.

The strength of the Demon Desolate Drum Spiritual Sense is indeed not weak, but with less and more, there is a gradual decline, and from time to time, the figure becomes more and more faint.

He roared wildly, and his hands slammed into the drum, sending out a sound wave like a knife, tearing through the void.

"Boom!"

The Sky Saintess and the Chaotian Saintess did not dodge or dodge, and fought head-on, shattering the sound wave at once, blasting the huge Demon Desolation Drum and the Demon Desolation Drum's spiritual consciousness into the air.

"Titan Power!"

At this moment, in the direction of the Demon Desolate Drum and the Demon Desolate Drum's spiritual consciousness flying upside down, a figure suddenly appeared, and with a punch, the Demon Desolate Drum's spiritual sense exploded, and the Demon Desolate Drum was taken in his hand.

The Cloud Sky Saintess and the Chaotian Saintess immediately realized that it was not good, the mantis cicada catcher and the yellow finch were behind, and when they joined forces to attack the Demon Desolation Drum Spiritual Sense, there was another strong man, the driver who snatched the artifact.

The two of them looked at the figure who had snatched the demon drum at the same time, all of them were pretty, they recognized that person, that person was the Holy Son of the Titan Temple, one of the four major temples.