Chapter 1644: Da Chu Returns

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"What's going on, where's the bang." The surprise sounded, looking left and right, wondering where the sound came from.
"Can it be done, have other clan unblocked?"
"Even though the clan unblocks, this movement is too big." The old guys' old eyes flashed with deep meaning.
"What kind of breath is so ancient." The four ancestors frowned, and felt the emperor's state of mind, and suddenly felt heartbroken.
"Long-lost feeling." Tian Xun and Di Ming smiled and looked up at him. "The gates of the heavens finally returned."
"Da Chu." The 50 million monks in the heavenly court also smelled the breath of their hometown, all shouting in Yangtian, hissing sadly.
It was a blend of blood and tears, a roar from the soul, a depression that suppressed 300 years of emotion, and erupted in an instant.
They are calling the Emperor of the Great Chu. Only the Emperor of the Great Chu can save Ye Chen from danger. He is about to die.
In the yellow sand, Ye Chen's cloudy eyes were moistened by tears, and seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and his panting changed from slow to rapid.
In the darkness, it seemed that I had seen the great mountains and rivers.
Celestial court reached it, and finally carried Dachu back. His last battle was fought with that dawn.
"Late then changes and kills." The ancestor of the demon snorted, his palm was like a magic knife, and one palm was split to Ye Chen.
"Bad me, Da Chu?" No one said coldly, a golden palm, patted from a distant sky.
The ancestors of the monster tribe were overthrown with one palm, and they did not stop for dozens of times in Xutian.
"It's ... so hanging." Brother Sifang looked startled.
"Who is it?" The ancestors of the Demons, Protoss and Phoenix ancestors narrowed their eyes and stared at one side.
Those who can overthrow a family of ancestors must be quasi-perfect emperors, and they are not ordinary quasi-perfect emperors.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the sky and the earth, and every inch of ice was frozen, and the soul was shivering.
Nine faint figures are manifested in the eyes of the world.
They come from a distant age. They are ancient and vicissitudes.
In the world, due to their arrival, they turned into stillness, flying leaves and whistling blood, all settled in this moment.
"Father Emperor." Tianxu, the descendants of the emperor burst into tears.
"Xuan Chen." My concubine was crying with tears in her eyes, and couldn't cry.
"If the next generation!" The five kings of Chu had a complex look and a vicissitude of laughter, remembering the old days.
The nine emperors of Chu came, lined up, walking on the sky.
In the middle of Chu Huang, he was wearing gold armor and holding a Xuanyuan sword.
On the left, the Emperor Yanxian has a tower of fairy kings, the Emperor Yue bears the phoenix piano, the king of war takes the axe by hand, and the Emperor Xuan controls the Kunlun mirror.
On the right, the Emperor Burial holds the Jiuhuang Emperor Sword, the Emperor Emperor's head crosses the heavenly array, the Emperor's palm holds the temple's Tianyin, and the Chen Emperor's body surrounds the Daxia Dragon Ball, without exception, all are Emperor Emperors.
The heavens lost their color, billions of thunders roared, the stars were silent, the sun was falling, and the ancient visions were intertwined with the image of ruining the sky, as if the dark age had ushered in.
"God ... God! Nine honored emperors, nine ... nine honored soldiers." The four sides were trembling, their legs were bent, and they were about to kneel.
"How ... how is it possible." More than 10 million monks of the four ethnic groups stepped back collectively, and the ancestors of the four ethnic groups were also deterred.
"Grumbling." The old man Zhundi swallowed a spit, and with his quasi-employee cultivation, it was difficult to stop the soul from trembling.
"On the compulsion, you have to be Emperor Chu of the Great Chu." Tian Di and Di Di, squatting on two stones, one smoked and one drank, one had a strong heart, and one had a profound meaning.
"This ... Is this the real Great Chu Heaven?" The Southern Emperor, Beisheng and Yak, all felt dry, and their eyes were straightened by the battle.
"I ... I don't believe it." Fengxian Qiao's face was pale and bloodless, Feng's eyes also stood out, and she was shaking back.
It wasn't until this moment that she really realized what kind of existence she was messing with ...
What a lineup of 50 million monks, nine quasi-perfect emperor peaks, and nine venerable emperor emperors, let alone destroy her, even if they settled the entire Phoenix clan.
For the first time in 100 years, she felt the fear of death. She had seen a of death beckoning to her.
"Da Chu, my hometown." Ye Chen smiled, the shaky old body, and finally fell in the wind.
He was too tired to support Da Chu's banner.
The Moon Emperor rushed around, held him up, and pointed at his brows, sealing the last breath he was about to dissipate.
The eight emperors shot together, and they all performed the secret law of immortality, banned his origin, and stabilized the soul that was about to be annihilated.
Jiuhuang trembled. I can imagine how difficult this younger generation was fighting. The death toll was holding Dachu's banner.
Heaven and earth, the terrible silence, even the heartbeat seems to be gone.
In the thousands of silences, a fairy light stood from the sky.
It was an immortal shadow, with white clothes and white hair. If a family of immortals, look carefully, it is the gods of the heavens.
"So ... is that the sword god? Myth of the heavens?" Too many people looked at it, especially the older monks.
"There is still behind." Someone screamed, attracting all eyes, hundreds of Shenmang shot in succession.
"Again ... an emperor again, hundreds of people." The spectator monk was shocked and couldn't help shaking his heart, what a lineup!
During the conversation, hundreds of figures have come in no particular order: Donghuang Taixin, the five Heavenly Kings in the restricted area, the Lord of the Nine Wastelands, Dan Zun, the King of the Daxia Dynasty, and the Daluo Tian ...
Seeing this world, seeing the miserable Ye Chen, and seeing the monk Tianxu, Chu Feng was too angry.
"Damn." Tianxuanmen Jundi shouted.
Rao is an ancient swordless of swords and can't hold back the killing. The chirping sound of the killing sword rang through the heavens.
"Ye Chen." A chord sounded, a magic charm from the heart of Dong Huang Taixin, and a shadow came out of him, holding him in his arms, tears like rain.
It was Liu Ruyan, the daughter of the Liu family in the previous life and the founding princess of Nanzhao State. This life is the eleventh emperor of Da Chu.
It was because of her that Ye Chen filled the chaos with affection, and for the first time opened the blood relay limit, which provoked God to heaven.
That death, three hundred years later, the Heavenly Lord, who was so angry in the past, is so old today.
Tianxu Tianwang sighed and gently flicked his hands to release the Tianxu restraint and released 50 million monks trapped in the heavenly court.
Fifty million people were crazy, blood and tears blurred their vision.
They can still stand here alive, all because of the back of that little sadness, set foot on a lonely charge alone.
He lost his promise, but was fighting for time in heaven.
Today, Da Chu has returned, and the emperor has returned, but he has fallen, being damned Sunday, his tortured body is incomplete, and years have been devastated, his fate is full of scars.
The wailing sounded earth-shattering, full of grief and sorrow.
The nine emperors stood up, without a word, without joy or sorrow.
But this silence is the most terrible, just like a wild beast that has fallen asleep forever and is about to wake up.
Still lined up, nine people side by side, step by step towards the four races, all holding the emperor's weapon, reviving Jidao Diwei.
The thump sounded loudly. Dachu Jiuhuang was too heavy, and every time his feet fell, the ground that he stepped on was turbulent.
"He killed my prince, this resentment can be regarded as two clear, so what else do you want to do." The four ancestors kicked back.
"It has nothing to do with grievances, because ... Da Chu is better than you." The Jiu Huang said with a faint whistle, but broke the eternal sky.
"Too much bullying." The ancestors of the four races were all angry.
"What about bullying you." The king of war shouted like a thunder, most powerfully, imperial weapon, and attacked the Phoenix tribe directly.
The rules of the battle axe emperor are flying, dominating ancient and modern times, splitting heaven and earth with one axe, destroying the million-strong army of the Phoenix.
"Dammit." The ancestors of the Phoenix clan roared, urging the imperial phoenix mirror, sweeping out the god-damaging mansions.
Jiuyouxianqu sounded melodiously, the phoenix of the Phoenix Mirror was blocked by the phoenix piano urged by the emperor, and directly annihilated.
The other emperors also moved. The Emperor Xuan, Chen Emperor, and Heavenly Burial Emperor confronted the ancient demons, and they were unparalleled in the world.
The emperor and the emperor attacked the demon clan, the heavenly seal of the emperor's temple and the maps of the heavens hung in the sky, and the emperor's way was overwhelming.
The Emperor Chu and the Emperor Yan fought against the Protoss, Xuanyuan Sword suppressed the Heavenly Sword, the immortal king tower stood in the sky, and the Emperor Wei bloomed. No matter what the imperial realm was, the Great Saint collapsed instantly.
This is a terrible picture. There are thirteen quasi-perfect emperors participating in the war, and there are thirteen emperor tools.
This level of war has been infinitely close to the imperial Tao expedition, mixed up with the sky, reversed yin and yang, and time and years are subverted and destroyed in the samsara of origin.
The nine emperors of the Great Chu, males are like the Eight Desolation Gods of War, and they are the most powerful in the world; females are like the Queen of the World, and they are peerless.
The bones of the four races became mountains and blood flowed into the river, making it difficult for the Nine Emperors to attack, and a large number of people died in the battle.