Deity of the Emperor

"Qin Chen!"

Seeing this scene, Ula became extremely angry.

Between his body vacated and rising from the ground, there was a phantom of the ten thousand-foot black spirit god, which also rose into the sky.

The Wuling tribe believes in the Wuling tribe.

Qin Chen naturally didn't know what kind of bird thing Wulingshen was.

These people from outside the domain don't know what is behind them.

Just want to come, there are humans outside the territory, but it is not necessarily humans that dominate the world.

Wulahe's aura rose, and at this moment, it almost broke through the limit that the middle three-dimensional space could bear.

"go to hell!"

With a word of mouth, the phantom of the Wuzhang Wuling **** merged with Wula's body.

The terrifying evil spirit fluctuated.

Wula hit the punch directly.

With a sneer, the space is shattered.

This punch tore the space and came to Qin Chen.

But Qin Chen didn't care about it, and just killed the crowd in front of him...The black ruler fell, and the formations were like arrows, overwhelming the sky.

The Wuling tribe, the Nightmare tribe and the five great warriors screamed and wailed.

No one can resist Qin Chen in the realm of twelve changes and immortal changes.

Wula combined a fist, Qin Chen only resisted with the body book and the tens of thousands, and the formation turned into a black ruler, with amazing lethality.

"Bastard!"

At this time, Wulahe was completely angry.

Qin Chen took two feet, and two feet directly pierced the Wuling tribe's five great martial artists.

Wulahe looked even more ugly.

"Well, you kill my man, I kill your man."

Wula swallowed together, and punched directly in the direction of Xu Jiawu.

That punch was indistinguishable, and even the Wuling tribe warriors who had to fight against the Xu family martial artist were strangled.

"Anxious?"

Qin Chen fell, his figure turned back, and the black ruler shot out, directly **** Wula against it.

"Don't kill, don't kill..." Qin Chen smiled and said, "Just kill you first."

Ula is very angry.

This bastard, two feet down, Wuling tribe, Nightmare tribe and other tribe warriors, three or four thousand died.

You know, they came from outside the territory, and their army was mighty, but they had to enter Canglan, causing almost 90% of the casualties.

Every soldier who survived and entered Canglan was extremely precious.

Thousands of years ago, within the middle three days, the Wuling tribe led the seven major tribes of the Nightmare, the Bloody, the Spiritual, the Mountain and the Ghost-Eyed Saints, the Heavenly-Eyed Saints, and the Blood-Eyed Saints. Launched an offensive day.

I thought I had a chance to win.

As a result, the martial artist was really strong within three days, and they were defeated.

In that battle, there were heavy casualties.

Then the Wuling tribe had to adopt a strategy of dividing the human race.

Secretly traded with the middle three-day warrior, and now, the effect is significant.

In addition, this time, the adults who had joined for three days were ready to send away a batch of top changers, virtual immortals, and a batch of talents, which can be described as winning.

The only variable is Qin Chen.

Regarding Qin Chen, this time it can be said that a huge amount of thought has been spent.

But now, variables have become variables.

"Qin Chen, why are you so ignorant of good or bad? Why do you have to ruin my plan!"

Wulahe roared, his voice shaking.

"Bad your plan?"

Qin Chen said contemptuously, "You have reason to enter someone else's house and want to do bad things?"

"You really deserve to die, you really deserve to die!"

"Damn it's you guys!"

Boom... Immediately, the two figures collided completely at this moment.

Qin Chen in the Twelve Transformation Realm has three major divine books as divine weapons, such as the body book, the spectrum of tens of thousands of weapons, and the formations.

And Wulahe, also reached the ultimate virtual immortal, the limit of three days.

The two of them fought, almost hitting the abyss of the earth, directly soaring into the air, and appearing on the earth in the middle of the third sky.

Boom...a roar, passing thousands of miles.

In the huge middle three days, hundreds of millions of creatures all felt a horrible breath, spreading from the bottom of their hearts.

"What happened?

"I don't know..." "The sky is falling?"

"Could it be that the immortals of the last three days have come to this world?"

In the northern snowy sky, on the top of endless snow-capped mountains, Qin Chen and Wula joined together, facing each other far away.

And under the abyss of the ruins of Zhexian Palace, a channel was directly punched out.

Warriors from the five great tribes, including the Wuling tribe and the Bloodbane tribe, as well as the warriors of the human tribe, slammed out one after another.

There was heavy snow in the sky, mountains one after another, the address of the battlefield changed, but the killing never stopped.

Between melee.

"lady!"

Li Yujing, who was originally waiting outside, only heard a shout and looked blank.

"Husband."

Seeing Wei Xuan's appearance, Li Yujing immediately reddened her eyes and plunged into her husband's arms.

"Where are you dead, you scared me to death, you..." "Madam, don't scold me for now."

Wei Xuan hurriedly said: "The demons have torn their faces. Too many major events have happened in the ruins of the Zhexian Palace."

"You are now letting people return to Fengtianzong immediately, so that all the martial artists of the transformation level will come."

The war?

Li Yujing stared at the sky in a daze, and said again: "Then who are the two heart-trembling auras just now?"

"Wulahe, the patriarch of the Wuling clan, the real top of the virtual immortal, there is another son!"

"Twins?"

Li Yujing said in amazement: "Shuang'er...how can Shuang'er..." "Let's talk about it later, madam, let someone go and notify Feng Tianzong and the Great Immortal Master Palace first!"

"Okay, I'm going now."

Within the northern snow days, the extreme north, the land of snow-capped mountains that stretches for thousands of miles, has become a battlefield between the middle three-day warrior and the demons.

The snow-capped mountains collapsed, and the vast world of white and snow was continuously dyed red.

At this time, Qin Chen was also standing on the top of a ten thousand-foot snow-capped mountain.

On the opposite side, Wula is standing on the top of another snow-capped mountain.

The heavy snow in the sky seemed to be unable to cut off the sight of the two of them.

"Qin Chen..." Wulahe's voice was annoyed with indelible hatred.

"I am here!"

Qin Chen smiled and said: "It seems that your Lord Wulingshen, in this three days, is not very strong."

At this moment, Wulahe, bloodstains appeared all over his body, and the whole person appeared a little pale.

Wulahe knew.

He can't kill Qin Chen.

Instead, he would be killed by Qin Chen.

And once he died, the Wuling clan was finished.

And the children of the Wuling tribe who hid in the entire middle three days will be killed.

Qin Chen didn't have any kindness towards them Wuling Clan.

Seeing his children fighting Zhan Ningxue and Qu Feiyan, and seeing his people fighting, Wulahe knew that he would never lose.

"Sacrifice!"

Suddenly, Ula drank together.

"Father!"

"Father!"

The expressions of Wuyunxuan, Wuyunyue, Wuyunji, and Wuyunpang who heard this drink changed.

As the princes of the Wuling clan, they really understand what sacrifices mean.

Wulahe shouted: "My noble Lord Wuling, please give me strength!"