Tian Yuan

The emperor's corpse really moved, its fists were like lightning, shattering all the heaven and earth Dao patterns where it was.

"when--"

I saw Chen Qingyuan raise his right hand without haste and catch it with his palm, blocking the fist of the Emperor's Corpse.

"Boom, boom..."

In an instant, the stars and rivers flowed backwards, and the order of thousands of miles around collapsed.

The terrible storm rippled towards the Eight Wastelands, and the scenes of ancient visions such as reincarnation, underworld, falling stars, etc., flickered in the broken space, like huge rocks falling on the lake surface, creating waves of ripples.

In just a few breaths, light erupted hundreds of millions of feet in an instant, and darkness emerged in an instant, swallowing up everything around it.

Two majestic forces are clashing, and the sound of collapse reaches to the end of the cold starry sky.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Due to the extremely terrifying nature of the battle, the armor scales of the Emperor Corpse's body began to tremble, making a series of deep sounds. Along with the power of the Emperor's Mark, the power of the fist was enhanced, and the momentum increased greatly.

Chen Qingyuan stood where he was, as proud as a green pine, noble and elegant.

Use your palm to block the punch, and your face will not change.

The peerless style makes the world awe-inspiring, saying it is unbelievable, as if they are seeing the true God.

"boom--"

The screen projections arranged by many of the top forces in the Star Territory in the Empire collapsed one after another.Due to the horror of the battle rules, the holy soldiers who were thrown into the scene of the old land could not bear it at all, and they collapsed into pieces, leaving nothing but dregs on the ground with no possibility of repair.

"The aura on his body is definitely not that of a great emperor, but that of the Nine Steps of the Divine Bridge!"

In the old land, a group of old men from the Immortal Ancient Clan retreated far back, relying on the special laws here as a means of defense.

"How can the body of a quasi-emperor shake the body of a great emperor?"

These top figures from the ancient clan were immediately confused.

"Even if he is stunning and unparalleled, he cannot cross the gap between heaven and earth and compete with the emperor."

The power of the emperor's corpse, which possesses the ability to move, is at least one-tenth of what it was at its peak.Even so, it is enough to suppress everything in the world, making it invincible and unstoppable.

However, the power displayed by Chen Qingyuan has gone beyond the scope of quasi-emperor and has reached a taboo realm.

The people of the Immortal Ancient Clan couldn't accept it and couldn't believe that such a terrifying existence had appeared in millions of years.

In their eyes, this was very absurd, like a slum in the world, and a man of unparalleled magnificence walked out of it, ascended the throne, overlooked the world, and directed the country.

"If we take this punch from Qingyou Emperor Corpse, we will definitely die."

An ancestor of the ancient tribe with nine steps of Shenqiao, his face full of horror, said in a trembling voice.

Not only was Chen Qingyuan not repelled by the emperor's corpse, but he was also able to neutralize its punch power.

With a slight push, the emperor's corpse retreated tens of thousands of miles.

Then, Chen Qingyuan reached out and grabbed the chaotic space law, causing the center of the battlefield to instantly calm down.

Then, tap lightly with the index finger of your right hand.

"call out!"

A flash of white light rushed to the emperor's corpse at an indescribable speed.

The emperor's corpse used its own emperor pattern law to protect its body, and it bloomed with golden light, shining thousands of miles away.

The power of the finger light impacted the forehead of the emperor's corpse, and was eventually swallowed up by the law of the emperor's pattern, and there was no follow-up.

"It's a little more troublesome than I thought."

Chen Qingyuan originally thought that even if the emperor's corpse wakes up, it will not be as scary as the ancient war.

At present, it seems that after 30 years of slumber and devouring resources after entering the world, the special trace of divinity in the emperor's corpse has recovered a lot, and the power it exerts cannot be underestimated.

"It's just a little troublesome."

Chen Qingyuan whispered, not taking the emperor's corpse too seriously.

The purpose of refining the Dao Fruit is not just to suppress the Emperor's Corpse. The most important thing is to try to see if there is a solution to the law of chaos in the Tianyuan Forbidden Zone, to cut off Yiyi's power of Heavenly Judgment, and to go to the Divine Bridge.

Although the emperor's corpse is strong, it cannot stop Chen Qingyuan's path.

In the past, one person could kill the corpses of seven emperors.

Now, with the power to control the Dao Fruit, even if it is only one-third of the power at its peak, there is no fear of an emperor's corpse falling into the world.

"Yan Ku, where is he?"

Chen Qingyuan murmured.

The Dongli Sword Sect absorbed the Yanku Sword from the origin of Jianshan, sensed the call, and made a "clang" sound.

The master of the Sword Sect and a group of elders all noticed the abnormality in Zujian and immediately went over to figure out the situation.

"Whoosh!"

Before the sect leader and others could rush over, the ancestral sword pierced through the space on its own initiative and disappeared without a trace.

"The ancestral sword is gone? Where did it go quickly?"

Because the power of the laws of the Summit Battle was too strong, another of the superior holy weapons used to project the images was destroyed. The senior leaders of the Sword Sect were very heartbroken and really did not want to waste it.

You can only look at it for a moment, and you will lose a high-grade holy weapon. No matter how big your family is, you can't handle it!

The senior leaders of Jianzong discussed it and asked some elders to immediately go to the vicinity of the old land to witness it with their own eyes.

In the next dozen breaths, Chen Qingyuan and Emperor Zhi passed a few moves, fist-bumped, and faced each other head-on.

Every time they fight, the space will explode, and the law of ten thousand ways cannot exist in this void in a short time.

There are also ancient visions emerging, the long river of time is rushing, ninety-five statues are faintly emerging behind the emperor's corpse, and the starlight from the sky is dotted at the end of the black hole, like a pair of eyes, penetrating from the unknown world, mixed with The power of chaos.

This kind of battle has exceeded the limits of this world.

The quasi-emperor of Shenqiao Jiubu could only hide in the old soil and watch tremblingly.

In a sense, this can be regarded as the battle of the Great Emperor.

The star field where the old land is located has been completely reduced to a battlefield. The turbulent laws and shattered galaxies all tell the story of the fierceness and terror of this battle.

"Chong-"

Suddenly, a sword light flashed.

It pierced through thousands of broken black holes and fell into Chen Qingyuan's hands.

The name of the sword is Yan Ku.

Although there are traces of cracks, it is still sharp enough to split the sky and the earth, and cross the sea of ​​​​stars.

"The natal sword of the Xian Yao Sword Master, the sword of the Dongli Sword Sect!"

Some of the top experts present recognized this sword and shouted loudly.

With the weapon in his hand, Chen Qingyuan's eyes flashed, and he lightly slashed the sword, which split the battlefield into two and penetrated 3000 million miles across the sky.

"Doom!"

The sword light struck the emperor's corpse, breaking through the protective emperor pattern, leaving a shallow sword mark on the body.

"Whoosh-"

Chen Qingyuan turned into a streak of light and raised his sword.

The sword energy crisscrossed the area it passed, like starlight erupting, sputtering in all directions, covering more than half of the battlefield. Every touch of sword energy contained murderous intent. The ultimate state was already the pinnacle of the world.

"Buzz!"

He swung his sword several times, and the sound of the sword, similar to the sound of war drums, resounded through the starry sky and shook the entire world.

In the blink of an eye, three sword marks were left on the body of the emperor's corpse, one of which was very deep. It chopped part of the armor and broke several bones.