Chapter 565

The endless wasteland is shrouded in the sky robbery clouds. The violent vitality rolls up endless dust, and the avalanche of thunder seems to be roaring from heaven.

In the nameless Valley, a magnificent hall is located, on which three simple demon texts are written, the demon emperor hall, where the former demon court emperor was located, and the unparalleled demon emperor, Taiyi, is sitting on his throne, with a plume of endless sun and true fire in his hand, whispering incomprehensible words.

"One body, two parts, origin differentiation. Brother Di Junwu, let the last trace of power you left in the world complete me."

Inexplicable words, Bai Ze's eyes twinkled at the bottom, but finally chose silence. After all, it belongs to the golden black of the three nationalities and the demon emperor.

The figure from the sky fell step by step. In the roar, a rebellious man appeared: "demon emperor."

"Hmm?" the Eastern Emperor looked at the man in the hall and smiled softly, "demon master."

In the past, the demon division of the demon family is facing the flood again. The endless pressure permeates the whole hall. The heavy pressure is overwhelming. Bai Ze snorts, but he retreats half a step under his feet.

The Eastern Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of essence burst out, bent his fingers and flicked, just like a broken bubble. The unparalleled threat disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared: "there is progress, but it's still worse."

Kunpeng smiled noncommittally, but did not answer. He glanced at the golden and black plumes in the hand of the Eastern Emperor: "emperor Jun demon emperor?"

Slightly flashing eyes, looking at the plume washed by the sun's true fire, but the figure belonging to Emperor Jun is reflected in his eyes. The sleeping ghost seems to be brewing terrible power.

The Eastern Emperor smiled and took back the feather in his hand: "the demon teacher is willing to fight against the flood."

Kunpeng looked unchanged and smiled, "why not."

The silent secret room, the emperor sitting alone on his knees, the surging sun, the true fire, stretched out his hand to the floating plume in front of him, which seemed to be disturbed. The broken soul in the plume was slightly shocked, opened his slightly confused eyes and gave a cry.

"Ji"

The sharp sound of divine beasts is washed away like a wave, and the ripple like void seems to devour everything around.

"Ha, my dear brother, your last source power will eventually return to heaven and earth. It's better to be with me. The quasi holy peak has appeared in front of me."

Moriran's words have lost the warmth of the past. At the moment, only cruelty can devour them.

The "second younger brother" swept in with endless absorbing power, as if he knew that he would die today. His confused eyes looked at the emperor in front of him, the unreal whispering language, and his broken soul called out in a trance.

"Hmm?" the voice of deep doubt, the Eastern Emperor's eyes narrowed, his hot heart jumped slightly, but he shook his hand at the broken soul.

The bitter cry and endless real fire burned. The last trace of emperor Jun's mark in the world dissipated. The golden black origin in his palm flashed a fierce look and swallowed it.

"Well"

With a dull hum, the endless hot air rises, the rolling sun real fire sweeps out, and countless runes flow in the glittering secret room, which seems to cover up the secret of heaven and block the spread of real fire.

In the rising flame, a strange bird appeared in the secret room. The immortal beast Jinwu, struggling body and wings beat violently, seemed to be enduring endless pain.

"Roar"

With a roar, the surging mana rose into the sky, and the broken runes rushed out of the chamber of secrets. The power of the mighty Sun swept across the sky.

On the coast of the East China Sea, Ji Xuanyuan and others looked heavy, the hot flame swept through, and the strong power of real fire swept across, and a huge momentum spread all over the world.

"Yes, donghuangtaiyi."

With dignified words, xuandu frowned and looked at the divine bird hovering in the void. His heart sank: "who is his opponent except the sage with such strength?"

In the threatening atmosphere, guangchengzi and others looked as gloomy as water. The concussion Lingbao seemed to break the seal and meet the emperor who died and pick the world demon emperor.

On the island of Penglai, two great gods and Demons and their burly bodies seem to be pulled by the breath of the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi. The battle soars into the sky. One step out is ten thousand miles: "the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi."

"Click"

Yin Li's howling sound, strange bird, three feet of gold, black and dignified eyes looked at the figure stepping into the air: "emperor River, candle nine Yin."

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the thunder burst out all over the world, and the fierce wind swept through: "this is the final battle between you and our two races."

"As you wish."

As soon as you touch it, both sides know that this is not the time to fight. The soaring figure gradually disappeared into the void.

The dignified atmosphere enveloped the whole Terran. With such strength, let's ask who else is the opponent of the Terran. With frowned eyebrows and xuandu's hands clenched, how much he misses the ancestor Suiren at the moment. His shining eyes looked at the palace of Hentian pocket rate in the thirty-three days. A huge tripod furnace stood in it: "old friend, wake up quickly. The Terran needs you."

"Buzz"

Like an induction, the huge eight trigrams stove vibrated slightly. With a frown on his brow and a hint, endless saints burst out, and immediately suppressed the Suiren family: "this is not the time."

Above the nine days, the dark hall and the immortal shadow seemed to be pulled by the momentum of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the open eyes were plain scarlet.

The changing face, instantly fixed, turned into a handsome man, dignified face: "Eastern Emperor Taiyi."

The murmuring words could not hear a trace of emotional fluctuation. Endless evil spirits swarmed into the body in an instant and turned into their own cultivation mana.

"Eat, kill..."

The noisy magic sound swept from all directions in the West. The immortal shadow sitting quietly narrowed his eyes and drank softly: "shut up, the spirit of the virtual world, waste."

Disdainful words, endless majestic power, suppressed, the dark hall was silent: "hum"

Filled with evil spirits, people, demons, witches and demons, and the innate creatures involved in the war, the whole flood and famine entered the most feared atmosphere. Endless smoke shrouded the sky, and the Big Dipper star shone in the world.

The exploding void, rising flames, endless thunder, countless figures now throw their heads and shed blood just for their own ethnic groups.

Holding the sword, Ji Xuanyuan was full of murderous spirit: "in this war, the Terran cannot be defeated."

The scorching sun, the true fire, the unparalleled rich turbid refining Qi and the rolling magic Qi swept across.

The seal covering the heaven and earth is written with the word "turn the sky". The soaring Taoist priest is flying with two cold light long swords. The former Qing monk is now turned into a battlefield Shura, and there are corpses everywhere: "younger martial brother, go and help the emperor."

The jade tripod immortal next to him nodded and stepped out in a flash: "the emperor and pay attention to safety, it's coming."

"Hmm?" Ji Xuanyuan looked cold and looked at the sky, where several figures came flying.

The true fire enveloping the whole body, the Eastern Emperor took a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the tragic fighting below, and snorted with disdain: "the mole ants in the past, I didn't expect this battle strength."

The concussion of the void, the passage of time, two unparalleled gods and demons came in the air. It was Emperor Jiang and candle Jiuyin: "I'm coming, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, you're ready."

"Ha" smiled, but saw the Eastern Emperor shaking his fingers: "from now on, he will call me the Eastern Emperor Jun, Terran and witch. This time he will surrender to me."

Looking at the rising magic gas in the sky, his eyes flashed a fine light: "demon clan, it depends on you waiting for your choice, don't let me down."

"Ha ha" the sound of laughter, the magic shadow breaking through the air, the changing face, and the endless divine light cleansed the sky: "donghuangjun, interesting, I want our demon family to surrender and show your strength."

At the moment, only the human race is the weakest among the four forces, and there is no high-end combat power. The Eastern Emperor Jun of the demon family is expected to be a saint. He has stepped into the realm of saints step by step. The shadow of the demon family is hazy, but it is the most invisible. There are two unparalleled gods and demons of the witch family, the realm of ancestral witches, and the later stage of quasi saints.

Ji Xuanyuan and others gathered together. Their mana soared and attacked and defended each other. At the moment, they don't have much time to give people time to think. The diffuse pressure and flashing Lingbao protect the Terran Warriors: "let other Terran warriors retreat. Don't be dragged in by the battle of these people."

Ji Xuanyuan nodded and waved back the people behind him: "wait for war, people pay attention to safety. The Lich two families are dead enemies. What we should pay attention to is the mysterious shadow."

Xuandu's eyes narrowed, and the magic shadow in the sky seemed to have been watching Yu guangchengzi, or the Tai Chi diagram and Pangu flag in his hand since he appeared: "does this person have a grudge with the master?"