The defeat of the Emperor did not stir up too many storms, and under Wang Yu's suppression, the slightest movement did not come from the abandoned Chengxian Road!

Earth-shattering in life, silent after death!

This is the sorrow of the emperor, but it is the luck of all beings.

Although Wang Yu's original intention was only to test the martial arts of the world and observe the ten thousand ways, it is undeniable that his actions are indeed a great merit for all sentient beings!

After killing the Emperor of Prison, Wang Yu did not rush to the place where the source demon was currently living with a roar, unlike the Yama Emperor and the Emperor of the Prison Suppression, who were bound by the reincarnation seal in his body and were naturally restrained by him, there were no major flaws in the source demon's body that fell into his hands.

Although the path of the Source Demon stopped at the alternative enlightenment and never really set foot in the Imperial Dao realm, it did not slash itself like the emperors of the extreme path such as the Yama Emperor and the Prison Emperor.

If it weren't for the longevity limit, it would actually be able to easily show the power of the extreme!

Although this kind of power is inferior to Wang Yu, who has already proved to be the emperor, if it is really torn apart, Wang Yu is not sure that he will be able to suppress all the movements without being detected by the forbidden area.

Of course, this is talking about him at the moment.

As the only man who has observed all the miracles in the eight forbidden areas and witnessed two ancient emperor Dao Guohua Dao, Wang Yu's Taoist growth far exceeds the imagination of others.

Since the day he preached and became emperor, Wang Yu's strength growth has not been in the fast lane.

Now, compared to when he first stepped on the imperial road, his strength has almost doubled!

Although every existence that has stepped on the Extreme Path will have such a period of time when their strength has skyrocketed at the beginning, most Extreme Path Supremes will be one or two percent stronger than when they first set foot on the Extreme Path after spending this time.

Often when they live to the end of the second life, those Extreme Dao Supremes can rely on the accumulation of years to achieve a doubling increase!

Of course, the reason why Wang Yu's Taoism can grow so rapidly is also related to his courage to fight for his life.

In addition to the beginningless and ruthless Ye Fan who pushed the eons of eternity, how many ancient emperors and emperors dared to be as crazy as Wang Yu?

It is benevolent enough for an ordinary Ancient Emperor I to reach out and block the Dark Supreme back when the Lord of the Forbidden Zone initiates a dark turmoil.

Like many Terran emperors in later generations, there are few extreme powerhouses who fight for the forbidden area for the common people!

Wang Yu did not look for another place, and directly occupied this abandoned Chengxian Road as his zero-hour dojo.

It will take him some time to settle his way.

The harvest in Taoism over the years has been somewhat 'supportive' for him.

In the past, he was tempered by thousands of tempers, and his battle body experienced countless blood and fire purification, and in the same realm, he dared to speak, and no one could beat him.

The beginninglessness of the Eucharistic Dao is not good, and the Eucharistic Eucharist Ye Fan is also not good.

Now he is still sharp and strong, and his Taoism is still strong in ancient and modern times, but Wang Yu knows his own family affairs: his fists are blunt!

As for why his fists are 'blunt', Wang Yu can find countless excuses.

For example, the creature that can reach the extreme realm is not a world-shattering demon who can overcome them, and it is already inconceivable that he can defeat them.

Or: My fists were just a temporary retraction, and he never let me down whenever I needed to throw a punch.

Or: I'm human too, and I need time to grow, give me enough time, and those guys who cut themselves are just chickens and dogs.

But Wang Yu knew that these excuses did not mean anything to him.

The only reason why he didn't dare to throw punches into many restricted areas at this time was that his fists weren't strong enough!

The Holy City of the Northern Regions, as the holy land of the human race where the emperor of the world once stopped, although Wang Yu has not shown his face here since he preached, it is still given a special status by the creatures in the world.

Whether it is the Beidou Wan Race, who once regarded the human race as blood food, or the Tianjiao Sages from all over the universe, they all honestly abide by the rules set by the Terran Protectors in this giant city floating in the sky.

A human race protector whose strength is not as strong as the saint king is not terrible, and it is rumored that the human emperor who is short enough to kill is the greatest deterrent in this city!

None of those people want to mess with the ruthless stubble whose name was human slaughter before the sermon.

An existence that can slaughter the Stone Emperor, the emperor of the world, and sit on the throne of the emperor himself, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a good person!

"The son of the true dragon, the son of the true dragon for sale, the dragon that he caught by searching the mountains with great power. ”

"I was lucky enough to get a medicine king, if there are Taoist friends who want to prolong the life of their relatives, you can come forward and talk about it in detail. ”

"Longyuan liquid, the holy land Nantianmen sold the dragon source liquid from Zhongzhou, welcome friends from all walks of life to come and buy. ”

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After the two humanoid beings with dragon scales on their eyebrows spread from the Holy City, they were envious of the prosperous scene in the Fang City.

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor, this human race counted two or three thousand years ago, and its status among the ten thousand races is far inferior to my Huanglong clan, I didn't expect the status of an emperor to improve so quickly!

It is rumored that these tribes do not have the blood of that human emperor flowing in them? Aren't they afraid that other tribes will see through their hypocrisy and completely exterminate the human race in one fell swoop?"

The middle-aged Huanglong clansman, known as the Seventh Uncle Ancestor, looked around nervously after hearing the transmission of the juniors around him, and then cautiously replied: "Stinky boy, you are too bold! This is the most likely place for the Emperor to live in seclusion, say such things, I don't think you woke up!"

Regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, the middle-aged voice of the Yellow Dragon clan scolded the young man and put him in the position of an ignorant junior.

After a while, it did not feel the impending catastrophe and continued to carefully transmit the reply: "That master has been mysterious since his debut, he has been addicted to killing before he preached, everything about him is shrouded in fog, no one knows what kind of person he is, what he likes, what he dislikes?

Therefore, the Starry Sky Ten Thousand Clans had already reached an agreement to try their best to hold up the Terran before that Lord's Shou Yuan was finished.

According to the estimates of the quasi-emperor, the current lifespan of this lord should be around 4,000 years, and the lifespan of an emperor is about 18,900 years.

One life is 20,000 years, two lives are 40,000 years, it is estimated that after 36,000 years, the human race will usher in a backlash!"

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor, there is another premise in this, that is, in the past 36,000 years, the human emperor has not left a bloodline to pass on the Dao lineage.

Otherwise, how many forces in the starry sky can compete with the bloodline of the ancient emperor? Before the heir of the human emperor has passed away, the status of the human race will not drop much, even if it falls!

Hey, a low-status race like the human race can have such a creation with an Extreme Dao Emperor, if my Yellow Dragon Clan can also produce an Extreme Dao Supreme, what kind of grand scene will it be!"