And those quasi-emperors who were not killed also looked desperate.

It was not until this time that they understood what kind of existence they had provoked, the Black Moon Quasi Emperor, the seven or eight quasi-emperors who were killed, and the Saint Xuan Ji burst out with such powerful power, but they were not as powerful as Ye Qingyu's finger. Now, they all believed what Ximen Ye said. Only a real martial arts emperor could achieve this level of cultivation.

Ye Qingyu has become emperor.

Realizing this, their minds were blank.

He and others actually provoked a martial arts emperor, a martial arts emperor of the world. This is simply like an old birthday star who eats arsenic. Frost feels that his life is long, and he is simply trying to die.

"Ah, why is this happening? How unfair God is? Since Ye Qingyu was born, why did you give birth to me again? "Saint Xuanji's saint shouted sadly. Life began to pass through her body. Her originally smooth and fair skin became yellow and wrinkled. Her long black hair gradually became dull and frizzy at a speed visible to the naked eye, from black to yellow, from yellow to snow white.

In the blink of an eye, a peerless beauty turned into an old and ugly old woman.

In order to activate the Red Blood Flying Shuttle just now, she burst out all her cultivation and original power, and she wanted to die with Ye Qingyu. The man told her that the power of this attack would be threatened even by the martial arts emperor, but in front of Ye Qingyu, it was as vulnerable as a joke.

Old and ugly is the price of that blow.

"Brother Kaishan, I'm sorry for you..." Feeling the passing of life, Saint Xuan Ji finally left a few clear tears in the corners of her old eyes. The obsession and madness in her heart were also her ambition, greed and cruelty. The so-called birds are about to die and their songs are sad, and people are about to die and their words are good. She is exactly like this.

If everything could be done again, stay by Yin Kaishan's side and be a little woman who is pampered and loved, it would be an extremely happy thing, right?

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The beauty she should have was abandoned by her as she wanted to rush back after she lost it. There is no medicine for regret in the world.

Soon, Saint Xuan Ji's body was hunched over and all her teeth fell off.

She curled up on the ground, raised her head, and looked at the sunshine in the sky, and suddenly remembered a long time ago, when she was a child, she was innocent and innocent, just like many little girls in this world, clear and kind, with a pure soul like water. When she was accepted as a disciple by Xuanji Sect, she was ignorant and happy, but when did she start to change? The intrigues in Xuanji Sect plotted against each other, and in order to get more resources and better skills, and even to survive, she had to plot against others and climbed up step by step... Gradually, like many fellow disciples, she forgot her original heart, her pure heart became complicated, and what she saw in her eyes was no longer beautiful mountains and rivers but naked competition for interests.

"If there is a next life, I will never be willing to Xuanji Sect."

Finally, Saint Xuan Ji closed her eyes.

Respiration stops.

In the distance, a long rainbow broke through the sky.

But it was too late.

Changhong turned into the figure of the third prince of the Kaiyang clan and landed beside Saint Xuan Ji.

"Oh..." With a long sigh, he was trapped in a formation by the Saint Xuan Ji using a trick. He had only escaped from the trap just now. He knew that Saint Xuan Ji did this to prevent him from stopping her. Although this woman had done many things that were angry and resentful for fame and fortune and hatred in her heart, she was still concerned about him and did not want him to get involved in this storm.

"This person has left, and I have become a mountain. My heart is the same, no longer like the world... Amitabha!" The third prince of the Kaiyang clan felt as if his heart was ashamed, and a kind of compassion appeared in his eyes. Then he seemed to have a great enlightenment. His body was activated, and the wind blew, and his long golden hair fell one by one, cutting off the worries, holding the dry bones and beauties, turned around and left, and disappeared into the distant horizon.

From then on, there were no third princes in the world.

However, deep in Mount Sumeru, Kaiyang Realm, there is a small temple. There is only a Buddhist practitioner wearing a cassock in the temple, one mountain, one temple and one monk, the ancient Buddha of green lamps, the green mountains and green waters, chanting the morning sun, and chanting the evening mist, isolated from the world, and the glory of the royal family and the desire of the warriors, and they are always by a short tomb next to the temple every year.

The nobles of the Kaiyang Dynasty came to persuade several times, hoping that the most outstanding prince of the Kaiyang clan could return to the royal family. The Kaiyang clan emperor also hoped that he could return to accept the throne, but in the end they were all rejected one by one.

Only a few thousand years later, when the Kaiyang Dynasty suffered a great disaster, a burly monk wearing monk's robes and stomping shoes appeared in the world, walked out of Mount Sumeru, quelled the rebellion with one move, and became a legend.

These are all later stories, so I won't mention them for now.

Seeing the third prince of the Kaiyang clan take away Saint Xuan Ji again, Ye Qingyu did not stop him.

The prince has always left a very good feeling for Ye Qingyu. He is a young genius who distinguishes right from wrong and has a sense of justice. He has a good background and a very high status. Unfortunately, he has always been trapped in love and cannot extricate himself. Saint Xuan Ji can be regarded as his love disaster in this life. The profound understanding of righteousness he showed in this relationship is also impressive. He does not completely lose himself because of love. He sticks to the bottom line and lives up to the four words "王子".

The last time, the third prince of the Kaiyang clan pleaded with him, Ye Qingyu let go of Saint Xuan Ji.

This time, Saint Xuan Ji was dead, and Ye Qingyu had no reason to stop him.

The death of Saint Xuan Ji means that the quasi-emperor alliance organized by Xuan Ji Sect completely collapsed.

Ye Qingyu did not let go of the other quasi-emperors for a moment, but directly killed them all and refined them into quasi-emperor blood pills.

This iron-blooded and cold-hearted method made everyone around him sweat and was filled with cold sweat. He was glad that he had not jumped out to oppose the Tianhuang Empire before. Otherwise, the ending of these quasi-emperors now would be their own fate. At the same time, they had begun to adjust their strategies and attitudes towards Tianhuang Realm in their hearts. What is certain is that after this battle, the entire world would crawl and tremble at Ye Qingyu's feet, and Tianhuang Realm instantly surpassed all forces, which was completely established.

"The evil one is dead, I will also pursue the rest. This time, I will join forces with Xuanji Sect to make things difficult for the Tianhuang Realm. You know who is the one who is in trouble with Tianhuang Realm. You can give it a lighter sentence after three days. If you are lucky, I will take action personally and kill it."

Ye Qingyu's voice echoed in Tongtian City, like the law of gods.

All around were trembling creatures.

Under the pressure of the real martial arts emperor, creatures within a radius of tens of thousands of meters, no matter which race, no matter how high or low their strength, all knelt on the ground and worshiped Ye Qingyu.

This is the pressure of the true emperor.

In the crowd, some figures were covered in cold sweat. They also made some small moves against the Tianhuang Empire. Although they were small moves, they were definitely unable to escape the perception of the martial arts emperor. Now their regrets were all blue and they were extremely scared, but they could not have the idea of ​​escaping and avoiding, because no one in this world could escape the pursuit of a martial arts emperor.

Some were pale.

Because they have made unforgivable mistakes.

Ye Qingyu slowly landed on the ground, looked towards the direction of the Destiny Alliance Temple in the distance, sensed something, turned around and said to Ximen Ye, "Brother Ximen, go to the Destiny Alliance Temple to see, it seems that someone is making things difficult for me, the lord of the human race."

Ximen Ye said when he heard this, he smiled and leaked a mouthful of snow-white teeth, saying, "Do you want to keep a living?"

Ye Qingyu said: "It's up to you."

"Hahahahaha..." Ximen Ye laughed. Ye Qingyu said this, which was equivalent to being able to kill, and finally he could move his body well. His body shook, and a majestic aura surged from his body, turning into a stream of light, and instantly disappeared from the spot.

At this time, countless people around realized that this slutty black-faced scholar was not only a verbal gush, but his strength was so terrifying. The aura that was revealed at that moment was far above the quasi-emperor. Could this black-faced scholar really be a martial arts emperor?

Oh my God, two martial arts emperors?

How is this possible?

At this time, in the distance, Xu Wuya, the military god from the Dragon Man Realm, came over and saluted Ye Qingyu: "Mr. Ye, it's been a long time since we've met again."

Ye Qingyu also returned the favor.

No matter where he is, he will never lack humility and courtesy when dealing with his friends. Xu Wuya can be regarded as an old friend of the Tianhuang Realm. Whether it was in order to fight against the dark power of the camp or protect the Tianhuang Realm, Xu Wuya and the Dragon Man Dynasty behind him maintained an absolute relationship of advancing and retreating. Whether it is character, principles or camp, Ye Qingyu admired the iron-blooded military god of the Dragon Man race.

"Xu Jun God, thank you." Ye Qingyu said: "I will never forget this kindness, I and the Tianhuang Empire."

This time, Tianhuanglou encountered a crisis, and the first person to come to help was Xu Wuya.

When Ye Qingyu said this, Xu Wuya was just fine. The others around him looked at the masters and powerful people in the Dragon Human Realm, and all their faces showed envious expressions. Out of their understanding of Ye Kuangmo, he was a person who clearly had grudges and revenge and was repaid. This time, if you stand in the right team, the Dragon Human will get the gratitude and friendship of a martial arts emperor, which is even more precious than any treasure or artifact.

One after another, some forces who had supported Tianhuanglou before came to pay homage to Ye Qingyu. Among them were the Demon Spider Clan and Baihua Valley from the Qingjiang Realm. Although their power was not top-notch, they all spoke out in a rare way.

"Thank you, everyone, I will be rewarded soon."

Ye Qingyu bowed.

There was a burst of cheers around.

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I remember saying last week that there will be three updates this week. Madan is on Friday now... I am so tired, why don't you just pretend I haven't said it?

Don't hit me, I'll keep writing.

The third update should be very late, very late...
Chapter completed!