The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

In the dark river of time, in the muddled realm created by the chaotic energy.

Galan appeared in it, dragging Wu Endless, who looked like a dead dog.

Wu Jin's shattered head had grown some flesh buds, and it looked horrible and deformed.

As Galan appeared, one figure after another emerged in the confusion, and they were all Shuras.

Galan's expression remained unchanged. He just tilted his head, and the figures of those Shuras were all blown to pieces.

"Galan, you've crossed the line."

Di Tuo's voice sounded, and in the muddled world, the gray fog condensed into a giant face of a woman. She opened her eyes and stared at Galan.

Galan didn't waste any time talking to her. He raised his huge sword in the air and slashed straight at the woman.

The killing giant sword split the woman's face, and her face dispersed like mist and healed instantly. Di Tuo's expression did not change.

"It seems that you lost the battle with the Neon Queen." Di Tuo said slowly, "Did she revive your kind soul? Are you here to avenge your son?"

"Asking knowingly."

Galan threw Wu Jin away, looking at him coldly and disdainfully: "You let that idiot Ananda steal my good soul while I was sleeping. Do I need any other reason to kill you?"

"Indeed, it is not necessary. That's why I was hit by your sword just now." Di Tuo remained calm: "Now it's your turn to answer my question. Do you choose the Shura clan or Cang Ming?"

"Who do I choose and who do I not choose? Are you qualified to ask?"

The red marks on Galan's face opened, revealing murderous bloody eyes, and he blasted Di Tuo's face to pieces again. He strode forward, and in the chaotic world, several islands floated in the air.

He landed on one of the islands and headed straight for the palace in the center.

One after another, the power-hungry Shuras appeared and looked at Galan with vigilance, but when a voice appeared, they all gave way.

"Let him in."

The palace door was chopped into pieces by Galan's sword. In the palace, there were steps leading up. On the throne at the top, a woman wearing a red gold crown sat on the gilded throne.

Her face was noble and elegant, but there was a bloodstain across her cheek, with the blood slowly flowing, adding a bit of solemnity to her beauty.

As Di Tuo opened her eyes, the bloodstains left by Galan on her face healed. Her eyes were deep and dark, filled with great ambition.

Just looking into his eyes can stir people's blood, make them yearn for power, and have the desire to control everything.

Galan still said nothing, and chopped down the numerous royal steps with his giant sword. Countless bloodshot eyes appeared in the hall, locking onto each power-hungry Shura, making them dare not move rashly.

With a loud bang, the king's steps were cut open, and the huge ravine was like a natural moat.

Only the top where Di Tuo stood was still intact. Golden light emanated from her body, and everything was normal within the area covered by the golden light.

Even when he was beaten to his doorstep, Di Tuo remained calm.

The next moment, Galan appeared in front of her, like a sharp blade, breaking the golden light around her.

At the moment when he slashed down with his sword, Di Tuo raised his hand and issued an order: "The kingship is mine."

An imperial seal appeared, emitting precious light and blocking Galan's sword.

Di Tuo raised his hand to hold the imperial seal, and looked at Jia Lan calmly: "Kill and destroy at your command."

The imperial authority transformed into great power and pressed down on Galan.

The man showed a mocking look on his face, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "Get lost——"

The imperial power was shaken away, and Di Tuo narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up a flower with his left hand, and ordered again: "Stop the war."

The murderous aura in Galan was being suppressed, and he suddenly laughed. He suddenly contracted his murderous intent, condensed it into a line, and pierced through Di Tuo.

A ray of murderous intent, unstoppable, hit the imperial seal directly.

The huge impact caused Ditu and Galan to take a few steps back, and the powerful force directly razed the palace to the ground.

All the power-hungry Shuras were knocked away.

The head had just grown to the size of an egg, and Wu Jin, who had followed in staggeringly, was hit directly. The egg-shaped head shattered with a bang, and he fell backwards, his body squirming.

A roar came from his chest: "I will eat you all!"

The giant sword flew out and pinned him to the ground like a string of grasshoppers. At the same time, a female voice commanded: "Stop starving."

Wu Jin's desire for gluttony was slightly suppressed, and he lay flat on the ground obediently.

The voice came from the chest: "If you can, I will never be hungry."

No one paid any attention to him.

Dita and Galan were facing each other. In this battle between the great emperors, either they would die or they would be injured.

Galan held out his hand: "My good soul, give it to me."

Di Tuo stared at him, examining him for a moment, then raised his hand and waved, and a soul figure appeared. That figure was very similar to Galan.

It was the kind soul Xiao Ji, but Xiao Ji's appearance was more like a human. His face showed traces of time. He was not as handsome and unparalleled as Galan, who had a sinister and murderous look.

Di Tuo pushed the good soul towards Galan, as if giving him a choice.

But Galan raised his hand and directly crushed the good soul.

Di Tuo raised his eyebrows, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "It seems that you still chose the Shura tribe."

"This emperor will not choose anyone." Galan said coldly, then he turned and left.

Di Tuo looked at his back and suddenly said, "Galan, did the Queen tell you that she gave up her earth spirit voluntarily?"

Galan paused, his eyes darkened, and he turned his head to glare at her sarcastically: "What do you want to say?"

Di Tuo chuckled and said, "I just want to tell you that I am not the only one who used your kind soul to create that child."

"so what?"

Di Tuo did not hide his ambition: "Of course I want to see you and her 'fight each other'."

It is really ironic to use the word 'husband and wife' to describe the Shura clan.

Galan didn't know what he was thinking of. He looked at Di Tuo with a strange look in his eyes: "Are you trying to say that the Emperor has been coveting me for a long time?"

"Who knows?" Di Tuo sat back on the throne, holding his chin with his hand. "If not, I really can't understand why she would be willing to marry you and have a child."

Galan looked at her and sneered, "Since you were born, you like to control everything, not only power, but also everyone's thoughts and ideas."

"I can't stop killing, Ananda is stupid, Wuya is gluttonous, and Bu Ye Hua is lazy. Only Neon Queen, you can't control her at all."

"So the fact that she voluntarily combined her earthly spirit with my good soul makes you feel that you can finally control her?"

Di Tuo nodded honestly: "I don't deny it."

Therefore, even though he knew that Emperor Ni's "voluntary" action was suspicious and risky, Emperor Di Tuo still agreed.

Just as Endless is always hungry, she is also always hungry for power and the desire to control everyone.

"The Emperor covets me? You're quite good at thinking."

There is no way that Emperor Ni would covet him.

There was only one reason for the combination of his soul and hers, and that was that Queen Ni herself wanted a child.

As for who the father of the child is, Emperor Ni doesn't care. The reason why he chose him may be because he values ​​his killing power, or perhaps Emperor Ni has seen through Di Tuo's plan.

No matter which one it is, it is impossible that Emperor Ni is interested in him.

This joke is comparable to Chaos Shattering.

Galan glanced at her and said, "I will kill the boy she and I had, so you'd better not interfere."

After leaving these words, Galan pulled out the giant sword that was stuck in Wujin's body and left.

It seemed that he appeared today just to avenge the fact that Di Tuo took his good soul for breeding without permission, and to get rid of the good soul that he regarded as a "stain".

This is indeed the style of Shafa Galan doing things.

Tudor held his chin with his hand, thinking, "Will he really kill me?"

She curled her lips and smiled: "Then I'll wait and see."