"Mr. Xu, why did Emperor Shitian arrest us here?" Shen Monong asked Xu Ziqing.

Xu Ziqing's face showed bitterness, and he said: "Emperor Shakti's body was destroyed during the war between gods and demons. He relied on his magic weapon Taiyu Scepter to condense his soul, and finally escaped here. Over the past few hundred years, he

It is by relying on this blood-sucking method that the blood gradually condenses.

Gathering a physical body. After hundreds of years of cultivation, Emperor Shitian's cultivation has become closer and closer to that of his heyday. At present, the entire Lost Continent, including the god of religion and the ancestors of Tianling, are only the most powerful.

I’m afraid I’m no longer a match for him.”

He paused and said: "That's why I said that if we fall into his hands, we will never survive. No matter who comes, they can't save us. The only thing we can do is to wait for death, or

Waiting to die!"

"On the fifteenth day of next month, he will have achieved the perfect body!" Xu Ziqing said: "At that time, he will go to the Tianling Tomb to take back the Taiyu Scepter. Once the Taiyu Scepter returns to his hand, then

The entire Lost Continent will surrender and tremble under his feet. And those of us are the cannon fodder and stepping stones on his road to success!"

When Shen Mo Nong and the other three heard what Xu Ziqing said, they felt even more depressed and desperate.
Chapter completed!