Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1222

At this moment, the hearts of the people who witnessed all this almost stagnated nervously. Could it be that Zhang Fan could have slaughtered the Demon Emperor? That is the Demon Emperor, the famous ancient god, the first master of the Demon Palace.

His qualifications are older than that of a saint. If it wasn't for bad luck and wrong judgment, he established a heavenly palace instead of preaching, and he didn't get the holy throne, so what happened to the later saints.

Such a strong man will die?
They don't believe it, it's really hard to imagine, especially those who have experienced the glory of the Demon Emperor, and even have some admiration for the Demon Emperor deep in their hearts.

"How could this emperor die, no, absolutely not..."

The clothes and battle armor all over his body were all broken, and the exposed skin was densely covered with sword marks. The sword glow was very thin, but it was extremely deep, and even passed through his body. It's a sword mark, and blood is flowing.

The Demon Emperor, who has existed since ancient times, is trembling all over at this moment, and the severe pain in his body has created unprecedented space in his heart. Death is approaching him, and destruction is right in front of his eyes.

"You will die, and all life will die."

"Only death is eternal."

After finishing speaking, under the shocking eyes of everyone, the sword intent submerged in the demon emperor's body exploded and crackled, and the demon emperor's body trembled with high frequency following the explosion.

Tens of thousands of miles around, the movement of heaven and earth.

A terrifying storm swept out of his body, and the people watching the battle around were blown torsoed by this terrifying blow, and fell from the void, terrified in their hearts.

And the Demon Emperor who was in the center of the storm was completely swept away by the storm.

"Dead, dead?"

Someone spoke with difficulty.

"Maybe!"

In the early days of Chi Zha, the demon emperor, the lord of the Heavenly Palace, died, and died at the hands of a latecomer.

The storm dissipated, the audience was dead silent, and no one spoke.

Could it be that the Demon Emperor is destined to miss the Holy Throne?
It's just a little bit short, just a little bit, kill Taoist Yang and dazzle the root of chaos, then everything will be smooth, and he will be able to ascend to the holy throne smoothly.

But in the end it fell short.

Suddenly, a voice came: "Do you think you can really kill this emperor?"

After the words were finished, the boundless power of the demon god suddenly condensed in one place, and the next second, the shadow of the demon emperor came slowly, and he was unexpectedly safe and sound.

Those terrifying demon pupils stared at Zhang Fan coldly.

"How could this be?"

Just now they all felt that the Demon Emperor was strangled by the sword intent, and even the power in his body was scattered. It can be said that his body and spirit were completely destroyed. Why is he still alive?

"Did you know that in ancient times, this emperor had a nickname called, Immortal Demon Emperor?"

"Because the emperor cannot be killed."

Boom, at the end of the sentence, the demon emperor's slaughtered anger completely erupted from his body. Since the emperor is not dead, then... let's meet the emperor's anger.

"Okay, it's in great danger."

Taoist Sheep's expression changed drastically.

Xiao Die's face has turned pale, the demon emperor can't be killed, what can he do?
This is no longer something his grandfather Lei Zu can interfere with.

"Big..."

No matter how badly Zhang Fan behaved before, facing an unkillable opponent at this time, he can only lament helplessly. When the Demon Emperor takes down Taoist Yang and obtains the position of saint, Zhang Fan may...

Zhang Fan smiled faintly: "Really?"

Looking at the undead demon emperor rushing, the aura of the world behind Zhang Fan suddenly became quiet, and a strange force that had never been seen before surged out from behind him and submerged towards the demon emperor.

"According to the nine changes of the sky, the mysterious and yellow changes."

The powerful body of the Demon Emperor who was rushing forward suddenly stopped, and his eyes almost fell out of shock.

"How do you..."

"impossible!"

He suddenly turned around and fled, running faster than anything else.

Zhang Fan's indifferent voice sounded behind him: "Immortal Demon Emperor, this was indeed the case in the early days of the ancient times. Everyone was afraid of you, but that was not the era when the saint was born. Since the birth of the saint, you have become the immortal demon emperor." The Demon Emperor."

"Your immortal body has also been broken by the saint."

Zhaojiao and Chanjiao are at odds, and the saint who cracked the demon emperor's immortality is the leader of Chanjiao.And the way to break his undead voice is the mysterious yellow transformation that requires holy power.

boom!
The sky is dark, the earth is yellow, the sky and the earth are terrified, and the dark and yellow are reversed. Even if the demon emperor's immortal body transcends the constraints of life and death, he cannot escape the mysterious and yellow shock.

Unless, he is not between the heaven and the earth, existing like a saint.

"Do not……"

This time, his cry was so terrifying that it made the whole world howl, and the demon gods wept with all their might.

Under that strange force, the Undead Demon Emperor was submerged and swallowed. When the force touched him, his back fell off like particles, and finally drifted away with the wind.

In the end, his body was smashed to pieces, and his body and spirit were all destroyed.

The Demon Emperor has fallen!

"Dead, this time, he is really dead!" Lei Zu also heard about the ancient times. Although the details of the battle between the two religions are unclear, there are different opinions on the disappearance of the demon emperor at that time. There were legends at that time, The Demon Emperor was defeated by a saint. From today's perspective, the rumors are true.

The power of Xuanhuang Bian exploded at the far end of the sky, and the power of that explosion was like a big bang in the universe.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot towards Taoist Yang.

It's a green light!
"Give me the Chaos Gourd, or I'll kill you..." It was the Lingzu.

Since the Demon Emperor is dead, then everyone will get the Chaos Gourd, and whoever will win the Saint, how could he miss such an opportunity, when the Spirit Lord made a move, all the others reacted and rushed towards Taoist Yang.

The sheep Taoist stared with frightened eyes.

Whoosh, a figure swayed, Zhang Fan appeared in front of him again, and said: "I see whoever dares to make a move, Xuanhuang Bian can kill the Demon Emperor, and can kill you as well. Whoever dares to move, I will kill! "

The sound exploded between them like thunder.

The Lingzu who rushed to the front stopped in fear. They had experienced the power of Xuanhuang Transformation just now, and it was so against the sky that even the Demon Emperor was killed, let alone them, who shot the first bird, he I know that if I force it, I will be the first to die.

But when he stopped, everyone behind him also stopped.

"Everyone, let's go up together, can it be possible to just watch him take the holy place?" The little sage of the Confucian Academy was horrified. If Zhang Fan took the holy place again, it would be unreasonable.

All the people present hesitated, their eyes could not help flashing a fierce light, there were so many of them, and Zhang Fan only had one, Xuanhuang Bian was no longer able to defeat four hands with two fists.

The current situation is as if someone is holding a gun and surrounded by a group of people with knives. You only have six bullets, and I have a lot of brothers.

The question is who is willing to go up to die!
Whoever goes first will die!

Zhang Fan also murmured in his heart, if this rushes forward, especially the ancestors and saints, to be honest, at that moment, Zhang Fan would kill one at most, two at most, but with so many people present, he opened his mouth. Said: "Don't worry, I didn't kill the Demon Emperor for the holy throne, I did it to save Taoist Yang."

"The saint is about to wake up, why should we fight?"

"Hahaha..." The little sage of the Confucian Academy laughed: "Good Zhang Fan, you're talking nicely now, turn your head, you're not going to kill people to seize treasures."

Holy bit, who wouldn't be jealous.

"You think we are three-year-olds?" Lingzu said.

Everyone looked at Zhang Fan with cold eyes. If Zhang Fan was careless, they would definitely attack.

Seeing this, Taoist Sheep sighed, and looked at the man under the tree again, with endless sadness in his eyes, maybe, it has been a long time and it is doomed not to see each other again, he took out a gourd and handed it to Zhang Fan: "Big Daddy, I'll give it to you. If they get it, I'd rather you get it."

"The Bodhi seed is originally yours."

"Crazy, crazy..." the little sage of the Confucian Academy jumped up and down, his face flushed with excitement. "You actually surrendered the sacred seat of the man under the tree, you, you are a betrayal and a seller!"

Taoist Sheep was unmoved.

Everyone's breathing stopped.

They thought that once the fight started, the situation would be chaotic, and they weighed all kinds of things in their hearts. Some people who were close to each other even planned to join forces, but they never expected that Taoist Yang would hand over the throne of the man under the tree to Zhang Where.

The result is that Zhang Fan won the Holy Throne, and the people under the tree will not only lose the Holy Throne, but will never wake up again.

(End of this chapter)