"This time the emperor must be on guard against me. Ximen Tian snorted lightly and used immortal magic to cover up his aura.

Although he has a great obsession with getting the main dragon vein, he is not a fool. Going to the altar like this is tantamount to death, and God knows if the main dragon vein is not at the altar now.

Ximen Tian expected it to be good, the waning moon has already laid a net of heaven and earth within a radius of 500,000 miles from the altar, and the emperor himself is stationed there, as long as Ximen Tian shows up, even if he has great means, he will be unable to fly.

In the past, the Immortal and Demon Alliance Mountain was the place where the immortal cultivators of the two sects of the human race and the immortal and demon sects would meet, and it had been hundreds of thousands of years since the moment it was created in the ancient era.

Generations of leaders of the Immortal and Demon Sects would meet once every hundred years in Mengshan. They always remembered the inscription engraved by the palace master of the Five Elements Palace: Although the two realms of immortals and demons are very different, they are both human races, friction is inevitable, and war is inevitable.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the human race has multiplied, spreading all over the continent of the Eight Desolation Realms, maintaining its overlord status, and the demon race, the ghost race, the beast race, and the goblins are unshakable.

It's a pity that for another hundred years, the leaders of the two sects of immortals and demons died and descended, and the Immortal and Demon Alliance Mountain was full of waning moon disciples and countless corpses. This mountain of Mengshan, as a symbol of the spirit of the human race, has become an altar for the emperor. And this altar is to destroy the hope of the human race.

"Regardless of the previous suspicions?" the emperor turned into a human form and sneered. Turning his head to look at the cage behind him, there were some immortal cultivators imprisoned inside.

"You, come here. "Pulled by the power of the true dragon, an immortal cultivator who cultivated in Dao Xuan was caught in the air and thrown in front of the stone tablet.

The immortal cultivator sat on the ground, his whole body imprisoned, his body trembling under the dragon's might, but he didn't have any intention of asking for mercy.

As soon as the emperor's confinement was slightly relaxed, the immortal cultivator felt that the aura in his dantian was starting to work, and he quickly resumed his actions.

"Do you want to live, Terran. Wearing a golden mask, it looked down on this small mortal like a god above the nine heavens.

The immortal cultivator suddenly felt countless eyes sweeping over, and when he looked back, the immortal cultivators trapped in the cage looked at him one after another.

The Dao Xuan Immortal Cultivator opened his mouth and did not make a sound, but looked around with some concern.

"It's okay, I can get closer to you. The Emperor smiled slightly, obviously very satisfied with the performance of this immortal cultivator.

None of the immortal cultivators in the cage spoke, nor did they curse, they all quietly watched their next move.

"Go die!" The immortal cultivator's eyes showed a look of madness, and without any hesitation, he rushed directly towards the emperor suicidally, detonating the dantian. The lake of aura ignited the surrounding air, and a powerful blast wave spread rapidly.

Self-explosion is his last dignity as a human race. The immortal cultivators present, whether they were disciples of the Immortal Sect or the Demon Sect, had already burst into tears.

"Do you think you can run away like this?" The emperor grabbed the air in the air, and the space instantly froze, and the scattered spirits of the monks were forcibly gathered. As soon as he threw it away, he threw it into the soul refining furnace. Then the terrible screams of the soul rang out.

"Evil Dragon, you will be punished!" came a powerful voice from the cage, with a strong anger. The source of the voice was none other than an elder of the Sword Sect.

"Retribution? Even if the human emperor is reincarnated, he will not be my opponent! What can I repay me? Just by you mortals whose death is not far away? hahaha!" The sound of wanton laughter floated on the Mengshan Mountain and spread throughout the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"This evil dragon...... Damn it. In a cave mansion, Ximen Tianyi gritted his teeth, obviously hearing the voice of the emperor. If it weren't for the disparity in strength, Ximen Tian would have skinned and cramped it a long time ago to avenge Qin'er.

But he and the emperor are like playing chess, he is now at an absolute disadvantage, as long as he takes a wrong step, he will never recover.

One after another immortal cultivators in the cage went to their deaths, and none of them were willing to bow to the emperor. For them, even if their souls are scattered, they will not insult the dignity of Mengshan!

I don't know if it's because Ximen Tian hasn't come for a long time, or because of the unyielding will of these immortal cultivators. The emperor gradually showed an impatient look.

"You just need to pee on this inscription, and I will let you go, otherwise you know the end" The emperor once again pulled out an immortal cultivator of Vientiane.

"The emperor spares his life, I am willing, I am willing!" As if frightened by the scene just now, this Vientiane immortal cultivator trotted over in fear, and couldn't wait to untie his clothes......

It is a pity that countless immortal cultivators who defended the inscription with their lives were actually destroyed by this person! The place where the leaders of the two sects of immortals and demons visited in the past was trampled on one day!

"You said you wouldn't kill me. This extremely humble tone simply made all the immortal cultivators present hate it to the core.

"Of course. The Emperor finally smiled with satisfaction and cruelty.

The immortal cultivator of Vientiane stepped into the void tremblingly as if he had been pardoned, and fled into the distance without looking back. Suddenly, a red light flashed, splitting one in two.

"But my subordinates won't let you go. The emperor looked at the Wanyue Hall Master who brought the corpse back, but his eyes were looking into the distance.

"It's a good plan, but this move is really bad. "Five hundred thousand miles away, a young man dressed in white happened to be standing outside the formation, and randomly pointed out several hidden mechanisms of the formation.

"Ximen Tian!" The emperor turned into a real dragon in an instant and pounced on the white-clothed young man. The young man in white didn't hesitate, turned around and ran, and several immortals quickly widened the distance between one person and one dragon.

"Angry Dragon Strike!" the red dragon shadow broke through the space, intending to swallow the white-clothed young man in one gulp. An invisible sword blocked it.

The young man in white froze, and when he turned around, he found that the space around him was locked. The emperor was walking towards him step by step, and for a while he could not avoid it.

"You think you're a chess player?"

"Heh, a miscellaneous dragon with impure blood, with the help of the power of the Dragon Emperor, he forgot his roots. If it weren't for my great vitality, would you still dare to play against me?" The young man in white looked a little unnatural, but there was no lot of mockery in his tone.

"When you die, you still have a hard mouth. The emperor pointed out, and the nine dragon shadows roared and pierced it. Wherever he passed, a large spatial crack was torn, and the young man in white directly turned into green smoke and disappeared under such power.

"It's actually a stand-in puppet in the fairy world?" the golden-masked man looked suspicious, and then he had a hint of clarity and turned back to the altar.

"This move was discovered so quickly. "The real Ximen Heaven has broken the great array, wiped out all the enemies that blocked it, stood in front of the altar, and gathered the power of heaven and earth to bombard continuously.

Soon, the altar built by the waning moon opened a large gap under Ximentian's constant attacks, and there was nothing inside.

"Sure enough, it's fake. Simon's heart sank.