"Boom!!"

Each Clown Emperor was split into two pieces, and with a few loud noises that shook the heavens, they smashed the earth, and the earth collapsed, sinking down thousands of kilometers deep.

There was silence in the city of the Dead as if all the creatures had fallen asleep.

However, the light of the moon fell quietly, brushing the man's shoulders as if he had put on an invincible cloak.

The calmer His countenance became, the more his invincible spirit was revealed.

"The clown emperor in his heyday can't stop a few tricks......"

"Is this the crown of my people? Heroic, turning the tide, having the potential to swallow mountains and rivers, reaching the peak ......"

"The Ancestors are above! The Lord of the Dark Lamp, a hundred years old, eternal generations! I will continue to be brilliant in the night! My night clan continues to be brilliant! ”

One after another great elders with the surname of Ye, whether they are bloody or childish, they worship, worship, and worship madly.

They were too excited, too fanatical.

The splendor that I prayed for day and night appeared in a desperate situation.

Bright and sun, the moon and the light.

The gold is leaning on the sky, and the jade shines on the abyss.

From now on, the surname of the night is exalted, what decay of the gods? They are back on the throne, and who in the world dares to insult them?

"Welcome to the new ancestor of the night!"

"Welcome to the new ancestor of the night!"

"The new ancestor is on top, and he will be worshipped by forgetting his home!"

……

Some of the vassals hidden in the refuge area also rushed out into the streets, throwing themselves to the ground, exercising the most elaborate etiquette.

Ye Shitian was indifferent, looking coldly at the sunken and sinking earth, and the death scythe in his hand was as sharp as ever.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

The Clown Emperor, who has been restored to his only true form, crushes the rock fragments that crush the god's body with his bare hands, and crawls out of the cracks with his hands and feet.

He was wounded, and his body was covered with gray scar marks.

The whole body seems to be broken into more than a dozen pieces, forcibly put back together, and the sense of disobedience is very serious.

"I see...... The Law of Death......"

"The two-headed fetus of the gods, but with the outline of a witch god, essentially symbolizes death, and can be perfectly integrated with your divine power......"

The Clown Emperor stumbled, finally maintained his standing posture, raised his head, green light came out of his left eye, and red light came out of his right eye, and said gloomily:

"The Emperor can feel that your state is different from the real crown ......"

"If you can succeed, you must have paid an unimaginable price, so that you can get this power that is enough to kill the gods......"

"Boom!!"

The Death Scythe fell for the second time, and a gray crack was split in the sky, and boundless death intent rushed out, all aimed at the Clown Emperor.

"Bang!"

The Clown Emperor suddenly became huge, raising his arms to block.

Then his arms were broken, his head blossomed, and his whole body was almost split in two.

"Poof!!"

The Clown Emperor vomited blood, a mouthful of pitch-black bloody phlegm, spit on the ground, and immediately turned into a black swamp.

"Acrobatic Extravaganza...... Dream Balloon ......"

"Acrobatic Extravaganza...... Space Magic ......"

"Acrobatic Extravaganza...... Ants shuttle ......"

Colorful self-detonating balloons, shifting locations out of thin air, shrinking to the size of a grain of rice for assassination......

The second-generation devil god tried his best to die and struggled.

In response, Nightshade slashed and slashed one after another, and everything was shattered as the blade passed, and no skill could touch his crown.

"Emperor!"

Under the clown throne, a group of blood descendants knelt on the ground and exclaimed in a trembling voice.

The fact that they were able to survive the shattered multicolored temple was enough to prove their strength.

Among them, the one with one eye on his forehead is called the "one-eyed clown", although it is the most holy fetus, but it only inherits a faint wisp of divinity from the Clown Emperor, and it is not powerful at the 9th level.

But there is another bloodline - the "Clown King".

Only when he grows to the most holy perfection and is given the blood of the Clown Emperor can the one-eyed clown truly awaken the bloodline of the god and transform into the king of clowns.

And such a Holy Spirit, lift up your eyes and behold—there are seven of them!

They wear clothes according to the seven colors of the rainbow, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, colorful, with exaggerated makeup, except that the breath is far less than the clown emperor himself, and there are fifty percent of other aspects.

At this time, they fell to their knees on one knee, biting their lip and tensing their necks, looking angry, frightened, and incredulous.

"The Emperor...... Defeated? ”

"The crown that suddenly appeared in the Ye Clan is directly equipped with two god-sealing fetuses, which subverts cognition, and there is no such precedent in the heavens and ten thousand worlds!"

The Clown King in Green stared deadly, and the bloodstains on the edge of his eye sockets proved that he was trying to spy on the gods as a holy beast, so as to withstand the backlash of cause and effect.

The same is true of the Clown King in Red, whose face is full of unwillingness, and with that shiny foundation, it is funny and helpless.

"Okay, this emperor admits defeat."

"The crown of the human race, as long as he holds the divine power of the actual combat type, is bound to be comparable to a god."

"It is normal to bully one with three, and the emperor is invincible."

The Clown Emperor suddenly sat down on the ground, and the image of the Supreme God collapsed:

"However, this emperor is not so easy to die, if you want to kill me, you must pay a huge price for breaking your muscles and bones."

"The emperor proposes, if you let me go today, I will completely cut off the idea of returning to the dark lamp, and from then on, the red dust and the well water of the dark lamp will not interfere with the river water, and they will coexist peacefully...... How is it? ”

"Wishful thinking."

Four notes fell faintly from the night release sky, and the death scythe was raised again.

"Boom!!"

This time, the earth cracked a 100,000-meter-long slash mark, and the clown emperor in the center was completely split in two, his organs turned out, black blood flowed violently, and there was a terrifying gray light entanglement, and the chaotic breath of life became weaker and weaker.

"Since the proposal is invalid, then don't blame the emperor."

The Clown Emperor stretched out his arms, hugged his shoulders to himself, and forcibly put the divided gods together:

"The emperor has always planned and then acted, since he dares to come to the dark lamp in person, he is naturally a strong soldier and has made all preparations......"

"Still...... That guy is crazy, and the emperor doesn't want to see it, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble and reaping the consequences. ”

"But if you don't give me a chance, cut off my life, and if the emperor doesn't fight back, today will become a joke of the heavens......"

"Torah—"

The Clown Emperor took out a crumpled piece of yellow paper from his arms, pinched two fingers, and tore them apart.

The yellow paper has no divinity at all, and if it is thrown on the ground, it is waste paper, and intelligent beings will not look up to it, even if it is toilet paper, they will dislike it.

However, when it was officially torn, a circle of earthy yellow characters danced like elves, and the terrifying qi began to spread.

"Huh!"

Ye Shitian didn't think about it, and swung the Death Scythe, driving wisps of air waves that broke through the air, and swooped down, blocking it with all his might.

But his offensive approached the Clown Emperor, and it unexpectedly slowed down, and all of them turned into slow-motion projections, obviously only a few meters away, as if there was a moat in between.

"It's late."

The Clown Emperor glanced coldly at Ye Shitian, and the corners of his mouth dripping with black blood resurfaced a strange smile:

"Let the emperor leave, as long as you are alive, the emperor will definitely not be able to easily offend."

"If you don't let me go, the emperor will break the net with you, see if you, the new crown, are unstoppable, or the senior crown is only one hand......"

"Tear up!!"

Earthy yellow dragon-shaped lightning splits the abyss of the dark lamp from top to bottom.

Together with the clouds in the sky and the underground, the space cracks broke free from the shackles of nothingness, like a monster opening its mouth, and the earthy tongue extended forward, forming a loess avenue of angry bullfighting.

"Come, Emperor of the Bad Land!"

"In the tenth era of the ancient era, we have signed a covenant, if your life is in danger, you should protect me once, at all costs!"

As soon as the voice of the ancient demon fell, the seven unwitting clown kings suddenly let out a gasp and a restless sound, and then they were ecstatic and dancing.

On this side of the Sunless City, suddenly a cold air swept through, up to the saints, down to the vassals, shrinking their hands and bowing their backs, if they leaned on the iceberg, their souls could not be settled.

"The Emperor of the Bad Land...... The ruler of the Abyss? ”

"This is indeed a recognized Throne of Existence, but he can't come out of retreat, the Nascent Universe has not shown up so far, and the heavens and all worlds have not heard from him for a long time, and the Clown Emperor can actually invite him?!"

Among the vassals of the Night Clan, there was a Terran powerhouse close to the patriarch level, with a hint of panic on his face, and he shivered fiercely.

Looking up at the sky, Ye Hanjun felt a chill in his heart.

In the era when the Sun Abyss lost its vitality, the Frozen Abyss fell into perpetual freezing, and the Floating Light Abyss was chaotic, whether it was the territory area or the resources it possessed, it ranked first among the seven abysses, and its reputation was known to the world.

In comparison, the dark lamp, red dust, and dark blue are close in all aspects, and there is no difference in nature.

The source of this status quo is the contribution of the Emperor of the Bad Land.

He is not only the Terran Crown, he is also one of the few surviving worldly crowns at the moment, with a two-headed contract god, even if the Shura King is alive, he will not be overshadowed.

"Jie Ji ......"

"Clown Emperor, my eldest brother is schizophrenic and can't go far, so we will fight for him......"

Sharp, ancient demonic words like metal friction came out of the mouth of a creature crawling out of the loess avenue.

He was shaped like a large lizard, covered with pus, with a dragon-like tail, horse-like legs, a bear-like waist, a long, thick neck, and a yellow crystal on its triangular head, which swayed with a cloudy liquid with every step.

"Huhu...... Clown Emperor, you are so small, I have to keep my eyes open to the maximum to find out where you are......"

Behind the big lizard, an even larger monster followed.

His upper body was like a butterfly, hanging from slime, and it felt very disgusting.

The lower body is as strong as a lion tiger, but the surface of the skin is covered with dirt, as if it has just crawled out of a dung pit.

"Gross!!"

Through the Great Array of Protectors, in the middle of the night, the clansmen suddenly vomited, their faces were as pale as paper, and the consciousness of the serious ones was on the verge of drowsy, and their limbs twitched violently.

"Filthy Demon God! Filthy Demon Minister! ”

"It's really the contract god of the Bad Land Emperor! He didn't come in person, but he sent two of the strongest contract beasts! ”

"Oh my God! Will the Shakti Ancestor be able to fight it? One is the god of demons, the other is the god of hell, and all of them are in charge of the law of pollution......"

"The debris of skin that falls from their bodies, which is said to be a sign of life-saving for a fertile field, is still devastating for thousands of years......"

"It's because of the Emperor of the Bad Land, because of these two gods of filth, the abyss originally called 'porcelain clay' will be changed to 'Bad Land', an abyss is so big, these two gods must occupy at least two-tenths of the area, otherwise the remaining eight-tenths will become barren land, and there will be no resources to harvest......"

The panic expanded, and this time, even the kings of saints such as Yeying couldn't stop it.

Because they were also in a great shock, they didn't understand why the famous Emperor of the Bad Land would cooperate with the Clown Emperor.

"The Emperor of the Bad Land is schizophrenic? In this way, the rumors of His half-madness are basically true. ”

Bertnall appeared beside the Night Chiller, and at the same time, Wu Xuelu and Nightflow Firefly flew in.

"If the Emperor of the Bad Land is personally recruited, it is really hard to say which of the patriarchs is stronger or weaker than him."

"Now there is no divine power enhancement, just two fetuses of gods, three supreme combat power of each enemy and me, and they are still in the middle of the two......"

Hearing this, Ye Hanjun was silent.

In his red and black pupils, a blank look inexplicably appeared.

Something is coming out of my head.

In the shell, there was also a sting pain like an electric shock, and the fingers holding the Shura bow were even more faintly spasmodic, as if they were longing for something and coveting something......

What the hell is going on?

Does the fact that the apologists and hell judges are touched at the same time mean that after the tribulation, the spiritual judgment has always been missing...... Appeared?

"Boom—"

The golden electric light pierced the eyes, and the cross-thunder sword behind it was suspended, and it transitioned from blue to gold.

It became extremely excited, and a string of special characters appeared on the sword body that no one could understand.

Ye Hanjun didn't turn around, but his goosebumps rose.

The first half of the string of characters that only he could read seemed to mean ...... Testimony of the gods?

"Wow, so much life, so interesting!"

"Staying in the bad ground, that's called boring."

"You can't go here, that's not allowed to touch, except for eating and sleeping all day long, you deserve big brother schizophrenia!"

The Filthy Demon Minister, the Filthy Demon God, one stretches his neck, the other waves his claws, and both heads are happy.

"It should be okay here, right? Even if we turn this place into a real bad land, big brother won't knock us on the head, right? ”

"Naturally, the two of you don't need any restraint when you get here."

The Clown Emperor smoothed the wound on his skull, and his weird smile became brighter and brighter:

"There is a crown born in the Night Clan, and there are two witch gods with strange breaths."

"We joined forces and slaughtered them, this emperor is willing to give up fifty percent of the dark lamp, no matter how the emperor of the bad land wants to spoil it, this emperor will not have the slightest complaint."

"Fifty percent? No, it's too much. ”

The Filthy Demon God counted his claws, and said not very wisely:

"I like the number three, we want forty percent, I and the old demon will take three percent, and the last one will be confiscated, the eldest brother is already crazy, it's no problem to fool him!"

"That's right!"

The filthy demon minister who is in charge of the god of demons and corresponds to the god of demon beasts is not as smart and clever as ordinary people know, and he said silly:

"I'm going to here, pull a lot of, pull it casually without restraint, no one can control me!"

"Night's ...... Where's the Night? ”

"Oh, see, that little man on top of your head!"

"Hey, surnamed Ye, we're very powerful, you can't escape, obediently become our food!"

As the words fell, the filthy demon instigated butterfly wings, and the scarlet wind pressed down towards the entire Sunless City.

Almost in a flash, the Great Protector Array rippled, and a black hole-shaped breach appeared.

Under a few cries of grief, the Holy Spirit of the garrison died one after another, from being seriously injured to falling to the ground to being cut off from breath, there was no room for help.

"Death Boundary, expand!"

Nightshade suddenly plunged the Death Scythe into the void, a cube-shaped gray enchantment that shrouded the three gods in a moment.

"The surname is night, don't struggle!"

The Filthy Demon God roared and blasted the earth, setting off a turbid wave that swept through the Nine Heavens and rushed towards the face of the Night Liberation Heaven.

"Whew!!"

The Clown Emperor smiled, and pointed out, an extremely slender but extremely fast rainbow pillar of light, mixed in the turbid waves, hit the calf of the night release sky with one blow.

This was the first time He had struck the Night, and it was not possible to imagine that the calf was torn.

Ye Shitian is suspected of having the divine power of damage transfer, and he actually transferred the injury of his calf to the long gray hair, and his sneak attack was exchanged for a broken strand of hair, as light as a feather, and there was no foot to worry about.

"It's pretty special, it's the first time I've fought with a witch god!"

The Filthy Demon Ministers cheered and spat out nine whirlpool winds, trying to blast open the ban of the enchantment.

After the death realm shook violently twice, it was as steady as a rock, not moving at all, and the intensity of the confinement was very high.

"Bang!"

At some point, a swarm of buzzing flies and insects appeared behind Ye Shitian.

They pounced on his neck, not biting, but the gray robes on contact disappeared in an instant.

When the skin came into contact with those bugs, pustules emerged from the back of the night, and the wounds did not drip blood, but only emitted a smoky stench.

"Yay! Got it! ”

The Filthy Demon God laughed, and when he laughed to the extreme, he looked up and was overjoyed.

"This is my 'polluted cell', your divine blood has been polluted by me, or it won't be long before you will rot from the inside out, and even your bones will not be retained!"

"Wow!!"

Night Shitian raised the Death Scythe and plunged it into his chest, transparent back and forth.

In an instant, the pustule on his back disappeared, and the Clown Emperor suddenly jumped up, scratching at the dirt and pus on his back in disbelief.

"You can still ...... the wound Transferred to the bodies of other gods? ”

"The authority of the Grim Reaper is so special...... Ruling the ...... of Life and Death If you really leave it ......."

The Clown Emperor's divine body split again, and at the moment of splitting, he slapped a clone in front of him to death.

Clearly, He seems to be able to break free from the "polluting cells" by dividing.

Then kill the clone, you can solve the problem from the source, and you will not be easily killed by a skill.

"Hey, how are you going to fight this?"

The Filthy Demon God tilted his head, and suddenly came up with an idea, and bit the Filthy Demon Minister's ass with one bite.

The filthy demon chant, screaming softly, and with a flap of his wings, he spewed out a turbid mist all over the sky.

"This is a pathogenic turbid fog, I don't distinguish between friend and foe, take a sip, we will also get sick~"

"But the sicker we get, the stronger our fighting power becomes, and the surname is the night - you're finished!"

The combined blow of the Filthy Demon God and the Filthy Demon Minister, obviously did not consider whether the Clown Emperor could accept it.

He was imprisoned in the barrier, and his face lost his smile once again as the murky mist rushed in. (End of chapter)