"Damn it!"

The Demon Emperor was furious.

He hasn't been so angry for a long time.

Even if Qian Yuan was defeated, it was just a pity.

The last time I was furious, I was my favorite eldest son and died on the battlefield.

Now, the birthday party of millions of years is gathered, and the four emperors come to pay tribute, but suddenly they hear bad news, their youngest son and granddaughter are dead, and the Tide Gate is gone.

How to not be angry?

How to avoid heartache.

"Look at what you did!"

The Demon Emperor looked at his second son coldly.

The demon killed like falling into an ice cave, his mind was frightened and the Taoist fruit was trembling.

Although the second level of the Saint is powerful, it is as fragile as a chicken in front of the Demon Emperor, and can be killed by a blink of an eye.

"We have to fish them out!"

The Demon Emperor takes action.

Standing on the sea of ​​forgetfulness.

The emperor's power is like a prison, pouring out like a flood, flowing billions of magical runes.

As soon as the thought moves, it turns into a nine-fingered demon hand covering the sky, covering a hundred thousand miles, inserted into the boundless sea of ​​forgetfulness, and wants to catch people.

Boom boom boom boom...

This behavior has caused more changes.

It directly leads to the backlash of the Forgotten Sea, and instantly rolls up thousands of stormy waves.

The waves turned into thousands of illusory spiders, as gray as a mountain, growing with twenty-four legs, eight pairs of eyes, four fangs, climbing the demonic hand to cover the sky, injecting the poison of forgetting, corroding the law, and sinking into the power of the emperor.

"Damn it!"

The Demon Emperor secretly hated him and said angrily:

"Forgot the Demon Tomb, especially restrain the Demonic Monk."

"The Demon Ancestor is afraid of the descendants of his generation, and is obsessed with profit and disturbs Anling."

It seems that the demon is dead and Qin Taxue dies for ten times, so he doesn't have time to feel heartbroken, and the changes in the world suddenly arise.

Buzzing-

The ground trembled slightly.

Piaomiao frowned and asked:

"I feel like the entire Primitive Demon Palace is shaking!"

The Demon Emperor shook his head: "It's not the Primitive Demon Palace, but the Purple Micro Star."

The Five Emperors' hearts were terrified.

call out!

Move the void.

They left the Primitive Demon Palace.

Today's Ziweixing is in chaos.

The earth trembled, becoming more rapid and fierce.

"What's going on?"

"It feels like the ground is twisting!"

"Can't it be that the Demon Emperor wants to take a shady move!"

The guests were frightened and quickly soared into the air and left Ziwei.

It’s all because of the bad reputation in the demon world. Although it has been reconciled over the past few decades, it still cannot dispel its former bad reputation.

"eccentric!"

Piaomiao incarnated and said in surprise:

"Didn't you completely refine the zirumi?"

The Demon Emperor said: "No, Ziwei has a great mystery."

"I wanted to invade the core, but found that it was carved with ancient immortal texts, and even I could not go deeper. Therefore, I wanted to refine the immortal gate, mobilize the sea of ​​forgetfulness, wash away the immortal texts, and open a path."

Guanjing turned into a frown and said, "Look, Ziweixing began to rotate."

As he said.

Such a huge purple star.

Slowly spin, faster and faster.

Surface buildings began to collapse on a large scale.

There is also the bursting power of Yingying Ziwei Stars, sacred and mysterious.

Fen Yang incarnated and suggested: "This change is too strange, so it's better to stop!"

"It really means this!" The Demon Emperor nodded. He spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build a palace on Ziwei, which could not be ruined for no reason.

"Primitive Demon Palace, suppress Ziwei!"

A flash of finger.

The Primitive Demon Palace pours out infinite magic power.

Cover the four fields and seal the void, and curb the rotation of the Ziwei Star.

"Don't bother!"

call out!

A fairy light slashed.

Cut off the power of the magic and amazed the visitors from all directions.

I saw two mysterious figures rising from the Ziwei Star.

One is Shi Wuming, full of dust, gray beard, and a kind smile.

The other way is naturally the Emperor of Heaven. She holds an oil-paper umbrella, like a mystery, and can only appreciate the dreamy fairy light.

The Demon Emperor said in a deep voice: "Who are you, are you the initiator of the Ziweixing mutant?"

The Emperor of Heaven does not shy away:

"I am the Lord of the Gods!"

"Why don't you, ordinary beings, kneel down and bow down!"

The sound of immortals is crisp, like music and song, stirring the world and exaggerating the vanity and the eight desolates.

Countless guests were dumbfounded.

"Who is this person? What a big tone!"

"You think you are the Emperor of Heaven! You are the Lord of the Gods!"

"The descendants of the holy lands of the heavens, the saints, and the five emperors gather here. How can you be presumptuous!"

Piaomiao's incarnation was beating in her heart. Why is this voice, this domineering aura, so familiar? It is impossible! She is already dead and was killed by the way of heaven, so it is impossible to be resurrected!

The Demon Emperor snorted coldly: "I'm so brave, I dare to come to my territory and be rampant."

The Emperor of Heaven smiled: "This place does not belong to you."

"nonsense!"

The Demon Emperor takes action directly:

"First fingers of hell, crush the void!"

With one finger, the boundless magic power will turn into a vast hell.

Directly create a small world, including hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods, terrifying and harsh, and rubbing despair and sin.

"If you are in the Demon Realm and can use the power of the Great World, I will still be afraid of three points. But in this Purple Micro Star, you are just the ninth level of the Holy Realm!" The Emperor of Heaven threw out the lawless umbrella and turned into a million-mile green dome.

boom!!!

Hell falls into the sky.

The magic power collapses and the darkness fades.

The clear sky is beautiful and the scenery is terrifying, and all the people watching the battle are shocked.
To be continued...