Outside the world, Xuanwu roars, and within the world, the ancestor dragon screams! The two demon emperors in the second world were completely trapped in the new world.

The new world was filled with cheers that were more sensational than tsunamis. Even the refugees who were hit by the tsunami disaster shouted to the sky like a disaster after a lifetime.

Although they didn't understand the specific situation very well, there were obviously two demon emperor-level monsters who fell into the hands of their Heavenly Emperor.

Emperor level, a godlike existence.

They came across time and space, and were successively subdued by their Heavenly Emperor.

The creatures in the new world are finally no longer afraid or panic, but are full of confidence.

Their Heavenly Emperor is still the legend of turning the tide and saving the people, fifty years ago, and fifty years later.

The supreme divine power and peerless heroic posture make the people born in the new world truly and strongly feel the power of their patron saint for the first time.

Such gods are here, so why do they fear it! Qin Ming suppressed Emperor Xuanwu and returned to the new world, detoured through the Ghost Gate of the Underworld, and moved to the Ghost Hell.

He did not leave directly, but instead took charge of the Netherworld himself, suppressed Emperor Xuanwu, and stripped away his flesh and blood soul.

He didn't dare to leave either, otherwise Emperor Xuanwu might really overturn the entire Netherworld and swallow up this small world.

"Roar..." The Netherworld Hell echoed with the sad roar of Emperor Xuanwu, and continued to stir up violent earthquakes, as if the Netherworld might collapse at any time. All the ghost tribes felt deeply panic and uneasy.

However, the bell of death echoes in hell.

Emperor Xuanwu was suppressed by Qin Ming and had no hope of breaking free. He watched his blood and soul power be stripped away and turned into the throne of death knives in pieces, becoming the food of Shura.

The old Shurou sat cross-legged on the throne, guarded by Qin Ming himself, plundering the power of Emperor Xuanwu.

The Emperor Realm, which had already had a little insight before, seemed to suddenly become clear in front of me.

He was silent for so long and finally peeked into the Emperor Realm! In the Hundred Refining Beast Realm, the Ancestral Dragon also fell completely silent with Xuanwu's defeat. While the Netherworld suppressed Xuanwu, Qin Ming also released the powerful imperial power through the three Netherworld Ghost Gates, pulling the power of the Wangyang Continent and strengthening the seal.

After a little adjustment, Zhan Zu integrated into the magic circle and began to officially plunder the blood, energy and soul power of the Zulong.

He didn't rush to sprint to the Emperor Realm immediately, which was unrealistic.

He needs to strengthen his bloodline, improve his physique, and then find barriers to the imperial realm in seclusion. Only when he finds the barriers to the imperial realm is the time to impact the emperor.

If he can't find the barrier, no matter how much Qin Ming helps, he will not be able to break through to the imperial realm.

However, he had confidence in himself! The battlefield of void! As Emperor Xuanwu approached the new world, Huangtian Fairyland slowly came to more than 100,000 kilometers along the guidance of the void channel, and released its breath.

The ancestor of Chaos and the others were immediately on guard and did not rashly go over to investigate.

After all, Emperor Xuanwu is too famous, and he is a terrifying demon emperor who cannot even destroy Wuzhong Destroyed Mountain.

What if Emperor Xuanwu did not kill to the new world as Qin Ming expected, but was waiting for them in the distance?

They died in the past.

However... just as the two sides were silently confronting each other, Qin Ming's clone who was staying in the void battlefield received a message from his true body.

"The Emperor Xuanwu has arrived in the new world and has not seen the Huangtian Immortal Realm."

"The Huangtian Fairyland should be ahead."

The ancestor of Chaos and the others breathed a sigh of relief and their minds became active immediately.

"There is only one emperor's son in the Huangtian Immortal Realm, we can deal with it."

The Immortal Demon Sword is full of murderous aura.

"The Huangtian Immortal Realm ruled tens of thousands of miles of wastelands, and its resource base was undoubtedly the best among the twelve Immortal Realms."

The Elf of the Wilderness Ancestor exchanged eyes with the Chaos Ancestor, quickly converged his breath, merged with the void, and began to move forward.

The Elf Queen and the others also covered their breath and began to approach forward quietly.

They first left the void channel far away, sneaked into the deep universe, and then began to form a banishing force.

"They've acted!"

Tai Shu Tiankun noticed the energy fluctuations in the deep space from the Qiankun Gourd in time. Although it was very weak, it seemed to be there, but it was probably the Void Battlefield that was noticed.

"Can you be sure?"

Emperor Xuanwu had no good feelings for these people in the sky, although he forcibly occupied the blood clothes.

"Very sure!"

"I feel that there is a little special energy in your Qiankun gourd."

Tai Shu Tiankun immediately became alert: "We have made concessions and give you the blood clothes, but the Qiankun Gourd is absolutely not good."

Emperor Xuanwu did not rush to rob, but immediately controlled the Huangtian Immortal Realm to retreat. He was unwilling to be surrounded by the Chaos Ancestor and others, especially the Immortal Demon Sword. Once it was slashed over, the barrier of the Huangtian Immortal Realm would be seriously tested.

The ancestor of Chaos and others approached quietly, and the Huangtian Immortal Realm retreated silently.

One searches carefully, the other skillfully retreats.

One is murderous, the other is alert and careful.

In this dark and cold deep space, only the void channel emits strong light, indicating the direction and location, and the rest can only rely on their respective feelings.

Since the Huangtian Immortal Realm has maintained a distance of more than 100,000 kilometers since the beginning, the Chaos Ancestor and the others were unable to lock in the specific location of the Huangtian Immortal Realm, let alone launch an encirclement and suppression.

However... just after this subtle pursuit and dodging lasted for two hours, the roar of Emperor Xuanwu in the distant deep space finally came here, and it caused the response of Emperor Xuanwu's son.

"Could it be..." Emperor Xuanwu's face was solemn, and he stared at the distant deep space nervously.

Is this an illusion caused by excessive worry, or is there an accident in the new world?

After a while, when Emperor Xuanwu was penetrated by the long river of time and space, the despair and pain at that moment clearly crossed the deep space for thousands of miles and passed it here.

Emperor Xuanwu was shocked and could almost be sure that it was not an illusion at this moment.

The Emperor... is in danger! But how is it possible! It is very clear about the strength of Emperor Xuanwu. Even if there is an accident, it can escape unscathed. What is the despair at this moment?

"No! Impossible!"

"How could it be defeated by Qin Ming's new emperor?"

Emperor Xuanwu was nervous and unbelievable, his tenacious emotions fluctuated, and his tumultuous emotions also caused a mental trance.

It held up and stared at the deep space with all its might, worried about the safety of the emperor, and tried its best to resonate with the emperor with some bloodline.

However, the more anxious he was, the more trance he became, the more worried he was, the more anxious he became. The consciousness began to feel drowsy. Unconsciously, the entire body of the emperor's son was filled with blood, and the Emperor's blood clothes that merged into his body emerged uncontrollably. It was like a river of blood flowing between the tortoise shells like ridges. The blood qi evaporated and surging, and gradually condensed a majestic figure, which was Emperor Qianyuan.

The demons in the Huangtian Immortal Realm noticed the phantom behind the Emperor's son, but did not think too much. After all, it was Emperor Qianyuan's bloody clothes, and it was normal to present a contour.

Tai Shu Tiankun and Tai Shu Mingyuan, who were standing not far away, exchanged gazes and showed strange smiles.

This bloody clothing is not just the holy weapon that Emperor Qianyuan sacrificed before his death, but also the flesh and blood used to resurrection.

More importantly, before they gave the Emperor's blood cloak to the Huangtian Immortal Realm, they added something else to it - fragments of the Emperor's head found in the ruins of the Western Paradise, and their floating consciousness.

At this moment, the consciousness in the emperor's head began to affect the consciousness of Emperor Xuanwu through the excitement of the blood robes.

The Emperor Xuanwu had a strong will and should have been able to find that he had been invaded. However, at this moment, he was overly worried about the situation of Emperor Xuanwu, and began to think randomly and become nervous. The Emperor's consciousness took the opportunity to enter and began to erode.
Chapter completed!