Chapter 2181: Thirty-two

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In the booming sound, the world's thunderstorms became more and more violent, and the extinct thunder and lightning made this starry sky, the scarred holes, difficult to heal for a long time, and the blood mist flew, covering the eyes of the world.
For the first time, Ye Chen settled down and stopped chasing Hong Huang.
In the final analysis, this is his divine punishment, and the sky calamity has increased fiercely. Rao is him, and he has to be cautious. The sacred sky calamity is destructive and may be buried at any time.
Seeing Ye Chen no longer chasing, Honghuang talents stopped and went up to the quasi-empire and down to the saint. Each wolf was embarrassed, and more of the yuan body floated, but because of the flesh, it was buried under the sky.
Shame, strange shame.
Hong Huang's roar and roar shook Jiuxiao, his eyes were scarlet, his face was like a demon, and 50 million were chased and beaten by one person. In Hong Huang's history, it has not been so shameful.
Ye Chen didn't chase again, neither of them left, they blocked the Quartet starry sky, only to be dissipated by the sky, and then joined forces to annihilate Ye Chen, and as soon as he was promoted to the Great Saint, he was also assaulted.
boom! Rumble!
Ye Chen ’s calamity was one more fierce point, and the thunder sea that thunder and lightning had expanded more than doubled, rolling and rolling, sweeping an inch of starry sky, and drowning Ye Chen.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, killing with all eyes, tearing Lei Hai, rushing up against the sky, sacrificing the chaos tripod, and letting him accept the baptism of Tianjie, his natal device also required nirvana.
His move almost scared Yang Xuan, "You're a little leisurely."
Ye Chen didn't reply. He was bathed in thunder, hit all the way, thunder and lightning were bombarded, and hundreds of thousands of thunders were also difficult to destroy him. Instead, he shone his holy body and shone the golden light.
The monks of the Quartet were frightened, and if they were, they were mostly buried.
boom!
With a bang, a dark thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, splitting Ye Chen into nothingness.
This black thunder, the extraordinary thunder and lightning, the overbearing sacred ancient sacred body, also burst.
"You can't kill me." Ye Chen's roar was still the same sentence, stabilized his body, and attacked again against the sky, he was like a of war, angry and overwhelmed, and billions of thunder couldn't stop, as if God's will is a decoration that will destroy him.
He has forgotten his life, irrespective of scars and consumption. Every pore in his body is devouring the blood of the Eucharist, burning into flames, sacrifice the sacred body, and the Tao resonates with the divine possession. The origin dances with the blood. Interweave overbearing power to help him attack the sky.
Huh!
In the midst of it, there seemed to be such a sound that passed from his eyes, which was six reincarnation eyes, which he proclaimed for 170 years, and finally destroyed the curse under the calamity.
God ’s divine punishment, terrible calamity, is also an anti-fortune creation, hardened in thunder, and transformed in calamity, it will be a sharpening stone, grinding Ye Chen, a piece of rusty iron, into a world-class sword This is the precipitation of the Tao, and every thunderbolt is a track mark.
It was emptiness again, and the tenth emperor of Da Chu killed him powerfully, and the magical power was melted with one punch, and the blessing was enshrined through the chaotic cloud and kicked it into a dust of history.
At this point, the raging thunder and lightning became invisible.
At this point, he fell, Xu Shi was too heavy, and the starry sky crumbled.
The overbearing sacred ancient holy body, the bones of the battle, is almost crippled, and the station is not stable. Each blood sacrifice on the holy body is still holding thunder and lightning, which dissolves his spirit.
The starry sky is quiet. Everyone looks at him. Although he is as small as a ant, he is more dazzling than the sun. Looking at him is like looking at a great holy body and a rising emperor.
"Heavenly calamity is over, kill." Thousands of Ning Jing was finally completely broken by a roar, or was a poor and strange emperor, gritted his teeth, his face was fierce, and could not stop the killing.
"Slow." A poor and odd saint shot and stopped him. "Heaven is not over."
In a word, the poor and strange quasi-empire shivered, and seemed to think of something, and he dared not act rashly.
Not only him, but also other Honghuang peoples. They paid a little tuition, all the people saw the blood, and all the blood was smart. The thunder robbery is over, but the sky robbery is not over.
At this instant, the people of the heavens all polished their eyes, stared at the starry sky, and did not squint. If not expected, the next manifestation is the emperor's law body, which seems to have become a custom. Ye Chen's previous calamities were the same, and most of the same.
"I won't really come to the thirty-two emperors!" Too many people whispered, their voices shaking.
"There are four saints, eight quasi-sacred kings, and sixteen saints. According to the multiplying algorithm, there are thirty-two saints." The elders of the heavens, bearding.
"Thirty-two emperors, will there be emperors?" The fifth murmured the heavens.
It's not just him. All the emperor's traditions have hopes, and look forward to seeing their ancestors.
Look at Ye Chen again, standing quietly, the Holy Path moving back to heaven at high speed, and recovering the scars of Tiancai. His evil spirit and murderous spirit, instead of being annihilated, have become thicker and thicker. The rolling starry sky is turbulent. The most clear is that the real calamity has just begun.
Under the attention of everyone, the eastern starry sky was manifested, and the fairy light was twilight, and it was impossible to see its true meaning. I saw its back shore, such as the monument to the world, with the imperial power flowing, the rules of the imperial power flying, ancient and vicissitudes, Only one figure seemed to stand on the river of time.
This is the first emperor, but the heavenly people frowning and can't recognize which emperor. Only because they are too long and need to see the honor of the emperor, can they be identified. Unfortunately, they can't see clearly.
"Father Emperor." Mu Yang choked with tears, her eyes filled with tears. Although she couldn't see the face of the man, the back of the emperor was enough to recognize that she had been engraved in her soul.
With this call, all the heavens understood.
Obviously, that was the Emperor of Heaven, the first emperor in the barren ancient period, which shook the ancient times.
"The second emperor has manifested." I don't know who it was, reminded.
At the moment, everyone's eyes are looking to the west, and there are shadows.
It was a young man, lingering around the fairy light, and the rules of Emperor Tao flying.
Above his head, a treasure seal hangs, more precisely, a seal of emperors: the emperor's seal of heaven.
"Father Emperor." Li Fengqiu cried and burst into tears. How could she not recognize who it is? In ancient memories, it was his father who sealed him in person. It was a vicissitudes of the sea, and the emperor fell, but he Alive, in this way, goodbye to his loved ones.
At this moment, you don't need to ask again, you will know who the second is.
According to legend, the body of the Emperor Tian Que is a heavenly stone. I don't know how many years it takes to transform into an adult form and sing all the way to the invincible Wan Yu, dominating all spirits.
Three thousand lives and deaths, only willing to make up for the lack of sky, he is also a stunning emperor.
At this moment, the southern star dome trembled, and the third figure appeared.
Still a young man in a blue shirt, standing at ease, at first glance, thought it was a mortal? His way is condensed invisible, his eyes are indifferent, but he is full of ideas, with endless Taoism, and is evolving on his own. Occasionally, one or two lines of Emperor Taoism appear.
"Father Emperor." Feng Yu laughed with tears and recognized her father at a glance.
"Is that the emperor?" The man murmured and looked at him with distress. The youth emperor was really like a man in mythology. He was so incomparable that he stood as if he were relaxed.
Only three breaths before and after, the northern starry sky, the fourth emperor, also intertwined with human figures.
At first glance, he looks like an immortal, standing in a distant place, beyond his reach. His figure seems to be real and illusion, and the strands of Emperor Taoism are like articulating the Tao, listening carefully, and listening to the heaven and the sky. Sound, but everyone who hears it is clear-minded.
"There is no great emperor." An old man in the twilight snorted suddenly, already tears crisscrossed, crutching with a cane, and knelt down tremblingly. "Zhou Cang, the great emperor."
This kneeling, everyone in the world showed him awe, and it is not difficult to hear that this old quasi-empire must be a person who followed the great emperor at that time, and once fought the world with the emperor. Goodbye the old emperor, how could he not kneel.
The same tearful face, as well as Zi Yu, was his father emperor. At that time, when he was sealed, no great emperor was late, and Xu Shizhi knew his fate shortly before he sealed it.
While speaking, the fifth emperor came.
This time, it was a vague figure, no glory was seen, but his side, many mysterious visions were intertwined, the rules of Emperor Tao were vertical and horizontal, and every trace was crushing the blue sky of heaven. His way, nothingness, in Extreme evolution, above the avenue.
"Father Emperor." Jiu Liu choked, tears in her eyes, she had recognized the figure, connected by blood, and was extremely cordial. Even though it was just a rule body, it was also from his father.
"Is that Emperor Yukong?"
"Every son of Emperor Yukong is called Father Emperor, and it must be Emperor Yukong." The elders of the heavens said that they had taken out the memory spar and imprinted the divine posture of the emperor. For the sake of this, it has fallen forever, leaving no trace.
"The sixth emperor is out." Someone reminded, attracting attention again.
The sixth figure can be seen in its true form, giving birth to an ordinary face, standing in the starry sky, purple clothes fluttering, with no joy or sorrow. His rule is not weak at all in the rest of the five emperors. Emperor Tao Weiwei also suppressed the ancient immortal dome.
As soon as the emperor came out, too many people looked at the emperor Yang Feng and looked too much.
Needless to say, the sixth emperor is the Nether Emperor, the Emperor of the Middle Ages.
Yang Feng's eyes flickered, and he silently shouted the father emperor, years passed, how many years haven't been seen, how many vicissitudes of life have passed, and finally the father emperor, reappearing the world.
"Is this a recognition meeting?" Ding Zhong, Yang Xuangan coughed.
"Why my dad is not the emperor." Tang Sanshao muttered. The audience was very meaningful. You little black fat man, you still have a big heart! Also want to be an emperor?
Outside, Ye Chen remained silent, glanced at the six emperors, and looked away.
His view was incredible. The three figures were like a demon, like a demon, and a god, and the three stood side by side, such as the three towering mountains, standing in the vast starry sky. Emperor Tao's laws are flying, sketching a mysterious picture.
"Evil Emperor? Demon Emperor? God Emperor?" Someone wondered.
"Really, the devil's emperor, the demon's emperor, the god's emperor."
"Unfortunately, their heritage is gone."
"I don't know what expressions these three emperors would have if they were sane." Someone booed and glanced at the side of Yuehuang and Donghuang Taixin, and when Dachu returned, angered the four races, among them, These three emperor traditions directly destroyed a whole family.
"Nine emperors." Most of the world is looking around, looking forward to the tenth emperor, especially the lineage of the emperor, including the Honghuang tribe, very hopeful, expecting to see the ancestors.
Under the watchful eyes, the starry sky was shaking.
Then, twenty-three Emperor Tao immortals, one after another manifested, and one after another shaped the human form, the backs are all powerful shores, and the emperor's laws are filled with an inundable atmosphere of famine, vicissitudes and ancient, various imperial ways Like the portrayal of the paintings, there is also the sound of the avenue and the sky. With this starry sky as the center, it stretches infinitely into the universe and makes people tremble.
"My God! Twenty-three Emperor Honghuang?" Exclaimed Zhu Tianren Xiu.
At this time, the change of the flood-waste race was excited. Twenty-three flood-waste races were collectively stunned in the sky and bowed down to worship their own emperors. This trip was not worthwhile, and they met the ancestors. It is a great honor. Although the emperor is gone, Emperor Dao's law body represents Emperor.
"This time, there are thirty-two emperors." The eyes of all the heavens and men gathered in Ye Chenna.
"The sixteen emperors were almost buried. Can the thirty-two emperors besiege them?
"He is Ye Chen, and he will win." Ren Xiu's eyes were extremely firm, and he firmly believed in the vein of the Eucharist, and was able to go against the sky again. His legends along the way created too many myths.