Nine turns immortal

The emperor of one side is unparalleled in spirit, and half of the starry sky battlefield is filled with endless purple divine light, which sets off the invincible temperament of Emperor Ziwei who holds power in his hands and dominates one side.

Wang Gan held his breath. It was not until today that he really saw the demeanor of Emperor Ziwei. He was indeed a supreme figure. Just the aura of appearance was enough to suppress everything, and a sense of surrender arose in one's heart.

"Da Yi, Daren, Day Yong, and Da Zhi, I didn't expect that all four of you leaders would appear. I heard what you said just now. That's right, I, Emperor Ziwei, really rose in the past ten thousand years, with bare hands. Lay down the current foundation, but you have forgotten one thing, the cultivation world has never been based on seniority, and everything is based on strength. Today, this emperor is enough to suppress you in this starry sky, no matter how long the history is. Even the long inheritance can't save your lives, why don't you understand such an obvious truth?"

Emperor Ziwei's tone was indifferent, and he didn't feel uneasy at all when he heard the news of the alliance of the six ancient religions. He stood upright in the void, his hands were empty, and his white palms exuded an inexplicable divine light, as if he could grasp everything, control everything, face Facing the four great masters, his expression was flat, and his lingering aura enveloped the entire battlefield. Everyone felt an incomparably terrifying aura locking on to themselves. At this moment, life was no longer independent. At this moment, life and death are at the moment .

Such a prestige, such a vicious aura, really deserves to be a generation of emperors.

On the outskirts of this starry sky battlefield, many immortals hidden in their hearts secretly marveled. This Emperor Ziwei is indeed a hero, and his words and deeds have mysterious divine power. dignified atmosphere.

The morale of the army of monks on the side of the Ziwei God Dynasty rose again, and they roared again and again. The tragic evil spirit stirred the starry sky, faintly with the power of thunder and lightning.

Emperor Ziwei moved forward step by step, his momentum became more majestic and terrifying, the surrounding starry sky was turbulent, ripples were spreading, the stars converged, a purple figure dominated the galaxy, at this moment, Emperor Ziwei was the center of the entire battlefield, the core, anyone could Can't hide his peerless edge.

This is the real style of a big man, invincible, peerless, majestic, crushing!

The four masters snorted almost at the same time, their bodies were shaking, and the master of Dayi was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He had lost some vitality in the battle with Prince Ziwei just now, and now under the invincible aura of Emperor Ziwei, even To add insult to injury.

Wang Gan and the others were even more concerned. The reason why they meddled with this matter this time, in the eyes of the Supreme Sovereign and the others, was for the peerless fairy art of the Ziwei Dynasty, the Chaos Daluo Immortal Art, if The Four Great Hierarchs were suppressed by Emperor Ziwei in a blink of an eye, so there was nothing wrong with them. After seeing the majesty of this great emperor, even the Supreme Sovereign and Taishi Sovereign had to admit, no matter how high their eyes were, In front of this great emperor, I and others are all small people, not worth mentioning, and wanting to get benefits from him is no less difficult than ascending to heaven.

Only Wang Gan was calm. He knew that since the four major sects had appeared, they would never be suppressed so easily by Emperor Ziwei. He was very clear about the terrifying background of these ancient sects. On the Tianyuan Continent, such a relatively barren and remote plane, there are Huangquan fairy, the old dragon of the southern border, the great demon of the northern region, and the mysterious skeleton of the western land. There may not be a backhand.

"Haha, Emperor Ziwei, do you think that your strength can suppress everything? Today I will let you see why our six ancient religions can be passed down forever!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Dayong's rough face, and against Emperor Ziwei's terrifying aura, he turned and shouted towards the depths of the starry sky.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

The other three leaders also sneered, not worried about their situation at all.

Emperor Ziwei paused, and frowned slightly.

The next moment, a pitch-black portal suddenly appeared on the edge of the starry sky battlefield, and an old man with white beard and hair appeared silently.

This old man's aura is ordinary, just like a mortal, there is nothing special about him, he seems to be an old man next door, but he is so ordinary, so he looks very extraordinary here, even Emperor Ziwei, who is tyrannical and unparalleled in the world, at this moment, his expression is also dignified.

"Hey, after so many years of peace, why is it this kind of fighting and killing again? Is it not good to practice hard and seek proof of the Dao? You little fellows are really capable of tossing around."

The figure of this old man is like a phantom, he seems to be dying, he can be blown down by a gust of wind, and his figure is also very slow, but it took almost no time for him to appear in front of the four great leaders. Regarding his movements, everyone is very impressed. He could see clearly, but he was able to come to the side of the four masters in the blink of an eye, as if the time was chaotic, and the contradictions were incomparable. Many monks were so depressed that they almost vomited blood.

Emperor Ziwei frowned even tighter. He didn't notice this old man at all at first. Even if he was standing in front of him now, he still couldn't see the depth of this person. It was just that his domineering aura was constantly going on. After crushing the four major sect masters, now he is muddled into the sea, without any reaction at all, as if he punched with all his strength, and smashed hard into the cotton ball, which is extremely uncomfortable. Now his heart is completely dignified, knowing that this person is a peerless Characters with unfathomable strength.

"You are that Emperor Ziwei? Your cultivation is not bad, you are already a figure at the pinnacle of the celestial beings. In the world of cultivation, a figure like you is not bad. Those old antiques are not born, and they really have the capital of the vertical and horizontal. But if you practice hard, you can ascend to the Immortal Realm, why do you want to kill so much? Sigh!"

The old man had a peaceful face, and seemed to have no reaction to the tense atmosphere in front of him. Looking at Emperor Ziwei, he spoke lightly, without any hostility or fighting intent.

"Hmph, who are you? I, Emperor Ziwei, have been in power for thousands of years. I have established a dynasty of gods and gathered supreme luck. Now I am about to learn from all the strengths and prove to be a real immortal. It is not your turn to teach me. What's more, practice is not about riding a horse." Crane Xiaoyao, but walking against the sky, without a heart of bravery and diligence, how can you achieve great things and prove the way!"

Emperor Ziwei's tone was sonorous, like the clanging of metal and iron, and he was ruthless and decisive. Anyone could feel his firm Dao heart to suppress everything!

"Okay, practice is not about riding a crane. This sentence is good. You are not very old. It is rare to have such a comprehension and a firm mind. But you have passed what happened today. Regarding the inheritance of the orthodoxy, if you take such a plunder, maybe my old man will make you suffer, but I am also the grand master of the six ancient religions, but I can't let you be so presumptuous."

The old man first sighed in admiration, as if he admired the Emperor Ziwei very much, his expression became serious in a blink of an eye, and a huge aura began to erupt from his old body. , unpredictable, although it is a verbal confrontation, it is enough to make people feel that this old man is unfathomable. No one knows what he means, and the whole person is shrouded in a thick fog. It's just an appearance.