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Chapter 1393 The Three Desolations are fair now
As Emperor Yan Peichen's voice spread, the pressure from Daochen's true world was dissipated in an instant. This was the shocking divine consciousness formed by Emperor Yan Peichen's indescribable cultivation, sweeping across it in this moment. Next, it reached a power that was enough to shock all the monks.
The moment Dark Morning Zhixiu relaxed his whole body, fanaticism immediately appeared in his expression. They knew that their emperor was nearby, watching them, and they were confident that as long as the emperor was there, there would be no existence in this world that could deal with it. They interfere in the slightest.
All existences must either die or escape under the pressure of the Dark Morning camp. They are confident that no enemy will have a third option.
The cultivation of the Nisheng camp, at this moment, with the relaxation of the body, the horrified heart gradually calmed down. Although they are not in the same camp as Anchen, they still firmly believe that the only person in this world who can fight against Anchen is Nisheng !
As for the nine faceless men in white robes, their minds were also relaxed at this moment, replaced by ferocious intentions. What erupted from them at this moment was not their cultivation, but... the spirit of their ancestors! !
They are called Shangzun. They are second only to the Three Sovereigns and the Three Saints in terms of status. They...are from Dark Morning and Nisheng...Lingxian! !
There are also ten black-robed men beside Yan Pei Chenhuang. Now the pressure is relieved, but soon there is a sudden burst of monstrous cultivation. These ten people... each of them seems to be infinitely close to indescribable! !
A sneer appeared from the corner of Emperor Yan Peichen's mouth. He was confident that he was invincible in this world. Even if he met the spirit masters of these three great realms, he would still have the confidence to sweep them away, because he was indescribable, because he It’s Emperor Yan Peichen!
"Don't overestimate your ability. Get out of here. From now on, no breath will be revealed in the place where I am. Otherwise, no matter who you are or who you belong to, I don't mind having another spiritual slave by my side.
An Chen Nisheng Xiu went to destroy the ninth peak. This emperor wants this sect...all the sects to be destroyed. "Yan Pei Chenhuang spoke lightly, and when his voice echoed throughout the Daochen Realm in an instant, he held the wine glass in his left hand, placed it at the corner of his mouth, and took a sip with a touch of pride and casualness.
But the moment this small sip of wine fell into Emperor Yan Pei Chen's mouth...
Su Ming looked calm, he didn't even look at Yan Pei Chenhuang in the distance, in his opinion, this so-called Morning Emperor was not worth mentioning, so he pressed his right hand down again.
The previous pressure was just a slight suppression by Su Ming, but now this pressure was the one that truly made the Chenzhen Realm heavier... twice as heavy!
Almost at the moment when Su Ming pressed his right hand down, ripples in Daochen's real world suddenly appeared out of thin air. As the ripples spread, they filled the entire Daochen's real world in the blink of an eye, and an aura of...another real world descended in an instant.
That is, the True Realm of Immortal Sect!
This kind of suppression by Su Ming is actually a seal. The seal comes from An Chen and Ni Sheng's cultivation beyond the ninth peak. The principle of this seal is to make Daochen's true world become heavier and make Daochen's true world heavier. The simplest way to make the world heavy is obviously... to let another true world appear here, and after merging with Daochen, it will naturally become heavy.
With the arrival of the Immortal Sect True Realm, the roaring sound revolved dullly, and the ripples reverberated and spread. The Daochen True Realm immediately became heavy. This weight is indescribable, causing all the monks of Anchen and Nisheng to instantly shake their bodies strongly. , the whole body sank violently, the pounding sound in the body continued to emerge, and the cultivation level was suppressed by [-]% in an instant!
That's [-]% of everyone's cultivation, including the nine white-robed and five-faced Ling Xian, who were all trembling under this heavy pressure, and [-]% of Ling Xian's intentions were also suppressed!
"Unbridled!!" Emperor Yan Pei Chen's expression changed, but the moment he spoke, the wine glass in his hand broke into pieces with a bang. The wine spilled and floated in front of him, and the sea of ​​bones around him roared. With a shock, there were signs of loosening up. The ten men in black robes around him all roared, their bodies trembling. They all immediately used their cultivation to resist, but it had no effect at all. They were all suppressed. Thirty percent of cultivation.
In their horror, Emperor Yan Peichen showed murderous intent in his eyes, and all his unspeakable cultivation was released, directly forming a huge whirlpool storm, rumbling around him and spreading in all directions. Wherever he passed, all the pressure dissipated. At this moment, Emperor Yan Pei Chen slowly stood up from the seat of the sea of ​​bones. With a wave of his right hand, a bone spear instantly appeared in his hand. , after being grasped by him, his power of cultivation exploded again.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you. I only know that the hidden people will show up to me!" As he spoke, Emperor Yan Peichen took a step forward. Before his steps landed, in his right hand In an instant, the bone spears erupted into a white bone light that covered the entire Daochen Realm. This light covered endless areas, as if forming countless bone spears that were hard to count and filled every corner of the Daochen Realm. It seemed that he wanted to destroy this world. All life in the real world is just a thought.
But at the moment when Emperor Yan Pei Chen's steps were about to fall, Su Ming, who he couldn't see in the distance, completed the final press with his right hand with a calm expression. The whole process was actually just Su Ming raising his right hand and moving toward The action of pressing down, at the moment it is completed, the Gangtian Realm arrives!
With the advent of Gangtian Realm, the ripples of Daochen Realm are monstrous, and under the interlacing and whirling of countless ripples, it seems to form a large net that integrates the three real realms, and the coercion turned into is equal to the three great real realms together. The coming of it, the heavy feeling formed, is even more so.
Almost instantly, almost all the monks from Nisheng and Dark Morning spurted out a mouthful of blood. As their blood spurted out, they all felt as if their bodies were being crushed by thousands of mountains at this moment, and their souls were even more intense. Being suppressed caused [-]% of their cultivation to be directly dimmed. As if they were sealed, only [-]% of them could be used at most!
Many people even fell directly to their realm, especially the nine faceless old men in white robes. Their whole bodies were trembling, and their facial features suddenly appeared on their blank faces. The cultivation that seemed to be able to cover their appearance was forcibly stripped away. , and because they were spirit ancestors, they felt the pressure even more intensely. At this moment, they spurted out blood one by one, and staggered backwards, all weakened by [-]%.
The ten men in black robes around Emperor Yan Pei Chen spurted out blood one by one, their cultivation dropped instantly, and they exuded a relatively weak aura. They were no exception, and all of them were simultaneously weakened by [-]% of their cultivation power.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Emperor Yan Pei Chen's mouth. His expression showed a fierce expression. He was about to throw the spear in his hand, and was about to lower his raised right foot. He even made a ferocious sound.
"you……"
The voice only appeared for a moment, and only one word was uttered. Immediately, Yan Pei Chenhuang's expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and the fierceness in his expression disappeared instantly, replaced by the shock that was revealed for the first time. He couldn't put his right foot down, and he couldn't swing the spear in his hand even more, because at the moment when the will of the three real worlds merged and descended, his body seemed to be bombarded, causing blood to appear at the corner of his mouth.
But these were nothing to him, what really shocked Yan Pei Chenhuang was the gaze he felt at this moment, looking at him in the nothingness directly in front of him.
There was an indifference in that gaze that he had never seen before. This indifference revealed an indescribable nobility. It seemed like the strongest will in the world. Just a faint glance made Emperor Yan Peichen have the illusion that he was about to collapse.
He only felt this way in the tombs of the gods in the Dark Morning camp where even the three Morning Emperors had to worship once every thousand years. From the sleeping corpses that had existed for who knows how long, among them The strongest three sleeping bodies have experienced it.
Those three sleeping bodies, according to their legend in the dark morning, are the real old monsters who survived countless centuries ago!
"Ge..." Yan Pei Chenhuang's heart trembled, and even with his concentration, it was difficult to conceal the slightest shock on his face. The moment he was about to speak, a faint voice came from behind him.
"You said before that I was looking for death?"
The sound came so unexpectedly that Emperor Yan Peichen trembled. Just when he was about to subconsciously explain, the sound came again.
"Sit down and watch this life-and-death experience with me. These people of yours are not bad, but they are a little unfair."
"Yes!" Emperor Yan Peichen didn't have the qualifications or courage to refuse at all. Thousands of words could only be turned into such a respectful voice in the end. He didn't even dare to look back and withdrew the bone spear in his right hand. He was nervous in his heart and slowly sat down.
The ten black-robed men by the sea of ​​bones all around were trembling with fear at the moment, restrained their breath, and maintained the utmost respect as much as possible, not daring to look at Su Ming at all.
Strength is everything!
"However, it is fair now and the war can begin." Su Ming said calmly, sitting on the seat that originally belonged to the Morning Emperor on the sea of ​​bones, leaning there, leaning on his forehead with his right hand, looking at the ninth peak.
Below him, Emperor Yan Pei Chen sat upright with bitterness on his face. He looked at An Chen and Ni Sheng's monks, savored Su Ming's previous words, and already understood that this was the other party's use of his own to hone his skills. Nine peaks.
"Huh?" Su Ming glanced at Chenhuang Yan Pei.
Yan Pei's heart trembled, feeling the dissatisfaction from the people behind him, he gritted his teeth at this moment, and announced his mandate as the Emperor of the Morning to An Chen and Ni Sheng Zhi Xiu in the distance.
"Step into the ninth peak and start the war!"
Roaring at this moment, regardless of whether Anchen and Nishengzhixiu are willing or not, but at this moment, even if they are sealed with [-]% of their cultivation, Yan Peichenhuang has already ordered that they... must fight! ——
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