Watching Qinglian and the green copper block break through their mana and sink towards the center of the Immortal Pool, Wang Xiaoran couldn't help but squint his eyes, and he wanted to attack with all his strength to take the other party back.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a monstrous divine light rushed out of the Ten Thousand Ancient Dragon's Lair, and all the onlookers, fights, and escapers stopped, and many fell to the ground softly.

An ancient dragon chariot rumbled out of the dragon's lair, and on it there was a presence that was emitting divine light all over its body, as tall and short as ordinary people, but it made people tremble. The dragon chariot is ancient, and that person wears the crown of the Great Emperor and the holy clothes of the Ancient Emperor, like a god walking from the ancient earth.

The "Great Emperor" in the mouth of the humanoid Divine Jade Elves appeared.

"The gods are disillusioned, the sand of the Ganges River, I am the immortal emperor of Zhongzhou. "The ancient dragon chariot is full of sword marks and holes, engraved with the marks left by the ancient war.

As he spoke, a divine light fell on the creature that was cut into three by Wang Xiaoran, quickly healing his injuries.

At the same time, a monstrous weather machine erupted, quickly expelling the qi emitted from Wang Xiaoran's body, as it diffused into the outer Terran monks.

The sound of "bang, bang, bang......" was incessant, and a large number of monks exploded into a cloud of blood mist, creating a terrifying scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Just when the sea of blood in this corpse mountain was rising and falling, it seemed to be stimulated by something, the water splashed in the fairy lake, and a piece of green copper appeared, and a small green lotus grew on it, swaying Qinghua, which was the green lotus and green copper block that had just flown away from Wang Xiaoran's hand.

"Brush!"

The light and shadow flashed, Xiao Qinglian transformed, and a handsome man appeared, walking ashore step by step from the lake, his eyes swept away, and the blue light collapsed.

"Ah......h

It was really unlucky, on the chariot, the creature shrouded in one hundred and eight divine rings let out a miserable scream again, and he who was in front of the man was broken into three pieces again.

What kind of power is this, even more terrifying than Wang Xiaoran, just a glance at it, it makes this saint-like soul body broken, it is simply terrifying.

"Blue Emperor!"

"It turned out to be the Green Emperor!"

"The Green Emperor is not dead, he is still alive!"

Among the surviving onlookers, there were demon lords who screamed, and there were also holy lords who exclaimed, and they were all shocked. The Demon Emperor has only been dead for 10,000 years, and in the hands of the immortal forces, there is a picture scroll, this heroic man is definitely the Green Emperor, and there will be no difference.

The lake sounded, and a man dressed in green clothes walked ashore step by step, very heroic, and the depths of his eyes were full of groundbreaking and newborn scenes of the universe, which was extremely profound. A piece of green copper, mottled with rust, hung above his head, and came ashore with him, and came near to the crowd.

His every move is so natural, there is no coercion or breath that makes people tremble, like an eternal immortal body. But everybody wants to bow down, like to a god, and wants to bow down to him!

Finally, one after another knelt down, not by coercion, not by coercion, but from the heart and with great piety. I can't tell what kind of atmosphere it is, holy and quiet, solemn and weird, and even the leaders of all parties are ethereal in their hearts, like worshipping gods, constantly prostrating and worshipping.

Stimulated by this power, the [Taixu Linglong Pagoda] appeared above Wang Xiaoran's head, resisting this divine and vast power.

The immeasurable immortal glow emanated from the body, this was the power of the Wild Tower, which was enough to compete with the power of the Blue Emperor.

"Who are you?" asked the creature that had been battered again as it lay on its chariot and trembled.

"Bang!"

With the same disdain to answer, the Demon Emperor only took a step forward, without any attack, and the creature more than a foot tall screamed, and the one hundred and eight divine rings collapsed, and then the body turned into light and evaporated.

This time, the so-called "Great Emperor" on the opposite side was just about to start rescuing, and a fairy glow flew out of Wang Xiaoran's body, knocking down the divine light he emitted.

"You dare to go against me?"

The "Great Emperor" looked pale, suppressed his anger and said to Wang Xiaoran.

"What if I go against you? Are you great? What kind of bullshit Zhongzhou Emperor? That is, if you become a Dacheng Holy Spirit, at most, you can only be regarded as an alien enlightenment, barely a pseudo-emperor, and in some respects can be compared to those weak new emperors. In the final analysis, the so-called Great Spiritual Spirit is just a defective and unqualified product. If you want to become a true emperor, unless you can give up all your power and walk the path of becoming an emperor again after becoming the Holy Spirit. It's a pity that you are a bunch of cowardly creatures, knowing that there is no hope of transcendence, you would rather be a turtle than fight!"

Wang Xiaoran shook his head and sighed, and the words he said were earth-shattering, revealing the fundamental secret of Dacheng's Holy Spirit, with a very disdainful look.

The "Great Emperor" seemed to be caught and hurt his feet, and said with some annoyance: "You are looking for death, and you are the enemy of all the Dacheng Holy Spirits." ”

"So what? After being killed by the ancient emperors and emperors, there are less than one-fifth of your Dacheng Holy Spirits left, and at most there are only six or seven Dacheng Holy Spirits left, and I am not afraid! What's more, they may not be willing to fight to the death with the same level of existence. Wang Xiaoran said indifferently.

At the moment when the two exchanged words, as the Qing Emperor walked towards them step by step, not far away, a red glow flickered, and the third generation of Yuan Heavenly Master and more than a dozen red-haired monsters trembled, wanting to escape, but the Demon Emperor's divine power made them chill. Those red-haired creatures were transformed by the local monks in the Qinling Mountains who had just arrived, and they were practicing the Source Technique.

However, as soon as they ran a few steps, one after another the red-haired creatures fell, blocked by a divine force.

The Blue Emperor walked step by step, his eyes were waveless, overflowing a ray of blue light, and where he passed, there was a burst of sound, and it was extremely peaceful, and more than a dozen red-haired creatures were purified, their bodies were smoking, and all the blood-colored hairs were burned.

"Ah......h

A cry of pain came, more than a dozen bodies turned to ashes, and one after another blood light rushed up from those people's bodies, about to fly away.

"Phew!"

The divine qi that the Blue Emperor poured out was like a ten thousand jun divine blade, and all the blood light was cut off, turned into ashes, and completely disappeared.

"Blue Emperor ......" The third generation of the Source Heavenly Master spoke for the first time, and his words were very clear, like a beast roaring, his eyes flashing with blood, and he was extremely fierce. It was obvious that this was not the Source Heavenly Master himself, but that an evil thing had invaded his physical body.

The Blue Emperor didn't say a word, just slowly raised his hand, pointed out a finger, and an eternal light shot out, imprinted towards the red-haired creature in the human form.

"Demon Emperor, you will pay the price......" A humanoid red light rushed up from the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Source Heavenly Master.

However, everything was in vain, the Blue Emperor's finger represented eternity, omnipotent, invincible, a cyan fingerprint fell, and the blood light of the human form instantly turned to ashes.

Another terrifying creature was destroyed, he once ravaged the Qinling region, killing all sect leaders like chopping vegetables, and he had also made a great deal of power just now, but under the finger of the Qing Emperor, it was not even dust, and he had no strength to resist.

"Poof!"

The red hair on the corpse of the third generation of Origin Heavenly Master disappeared, revealing an old and withered body, which had long since lost a trace of life fluctuations, and his life had ended as early as 70,000 years ago.

Ye Fan's heart trembled, Yuan Tianshi's old age was too terrifying, and now that he saw this scene, he couldn't tell what had happened. Although Wang Xiaoran said that this was done by an organization called [Difu], Ye Fan was very afraid of their strange methods, and felt very tricky.

He stepped forward and wanted to bury the body of this patriarch, but many people let out a cold snort, and bursts of killing intent permeated him. After all, although Ye Fan is now famous, in Zhongzhou and Qinling, his influence is insufficient.

"The immortal elixir is shared by us!" an old man shouted in a low voice.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the corpse of the third generation of Origin Heavenly Master was torn apart, and a fist-sized divine pill rose into the sky, brighter than the sun, blazing and gorgeous, and the yang energy was extraordinarily heavy. This is the immortal elixir, born for the body of a source heavenly master, nourished by the ancient dragon of the Qinling Mountains, and achieved a little true yang in the Taiyin, turning into a treasure pill. (To be continued.) )