Sunset and sunrise, although separated by night, are also an alternation.

Xu Qing stared at the statue of the Great Emperor, and then looked at the Empress in mid-air, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind, and some vague insights seemed to arise in her heart.

It disturbed my mind, and some of the hundreds of faint traces in the ruins started to visibly fluctuate.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, the rising sun rises in the sky.

The sun shines down, turning into endless rays of light, dispelling all darkness in all directions.

Finally, together with Xu Qing's eyes, they focused on the empress in mid-air, forming countless bright spots, as if she was covered in colorful clothes.

At this moment, the light connects all living beings, and their minds look back to the past.

There were even five vast divine auras erupting from the vortex surrounding the Ancient Emperor Star below.

Dongsheng, Jingyun, Shengtian, Daoshi, Xuanzhan...

Five human emperors, each with the blessing of luck, wearing imperial robes and imperial crowns, shining with different divine powers, rose into the sky from the vortex.

Standing behind the empress.

The momentum is soaring and shining.

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the winds and clouds surged, the human race's mountains and rivers roared, the territory shook, and the blood surged.

Everything gathered into a will and rushed into the sky.

It seems to be telling Wanggu and all parties that from now on... the human race will have gods, and from then on, the human race will rise.

All the heavenly kings of the human race all knelt down and worshiped, and so did all the weather.

The same is true for ministers.

There are five tribes of Upper Xuan, five tribes of Lower Xuan, monks and common people, as well as countless human sects and all the human legions in the entire imperial capital area.

Let’s all bow down to the emperor!

"Human Emperor!"

Calls came out from the mouths of countless human races, the sky roared, and luck swept across.

This is the voice of the will of the human race.

In this sound, in this light, everyone in the ancient world was shaken, and the gods who came here were also in a state of confusion.

Especially... the empress raised her head at this moment, the power of the altar rose to the sky, and a feeling of depression came to the world.

"Today, the emperor's blood falls."

"But the divine blood has not been shed enough."

The moment these two sentences came out, a shocking murderous intent arose from the sky and the earth, and the eternal ice appeared, shaking the universe, and thundering every word, exploding the sky.

In an instant, all the gods who came to block the way, whether they were visible or hidden, were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly backed away without any hesitation.

The burning fire of the Red Earth Daluo Clan, the Night Skeleton of the Netherworld Origin Skeleton Clan, and the hurricane of the Northern Ming Royal Clan, the bodies of these three gods roared in an instant, the flames rolled back, the bones retreated, and the hurricane dispersed.

This is especially true for the Hidden Gods, although there are still some among them who have ulterior motives and are unsure of the Empress's true combat power, especially her divine power.

But now, at this moment when the human race's will is at its peak and their anger is intense, they don't want to provoke him.

But today's human race is different from the past. Although the sword-wielding emperor has died, a new emperor has emerged, so they can't come and leave when they want.

Just like what the empress said.

The divine blood shed today is not enough.

So the next moment, the empress in mid-air raised her hand.

The power of the altar suddenly rose.

Grab it towards the sky.

Suddenly the sky sank, as if it had become a curtain, and was pulled down directly by the empress's hand, causing it to tilt.

Countless starlights came from outside the sky, passed through the sky, and converged into a divine hand composed of starlight on the human sky.

Sweep across nothingness!

Break the time, break the space.

The void roared and the sky collapsed. The existences hidden in the gap between time and space sent out violent fluctuations one by one. Their respective divine powers exploded, their divine power shook, and they joined forces instantly.

But facing the power of the altar, their cooperation is obviously not enough.

The next moment, bursts of shrill sounds were heard from the collapsing void, and a large amount of divine blood fell from the sky. As it fell to the world, the joint force was shattered.

There was even a god who was grabbed by the empress' starlight hand and pulled out of nothingness.

revealed to the world.

It was an eye with three pupils, all golden. It was not any divine eye Xu Qing had ever seen.

The ancient mark shines in this eye, and the whole body exudes a hot aura. It is obviously a god from the land of red fire.

At this moment, after being pulled out by Xingguang's big hand, he wanted to struggle, and even more rapid murmurs echoed, trying to reverse the situation.

But he does not have this qualification.

As Empress Xingguang squeezed it with her big hand, the sound of creation of the world spread in all directions, and the divine eye was immediately crushed.

The divine power within it was suppressed, the divine soul was extinguished, and the divine body was completely shattered.

boom!

God, die!

There was a loud noise in the sky and the earth, and countless divine blood was spilled, and it was purified. It was no longer foreign, but became nutrients that could be absorbed by the human race, permeating the imperial capital of the human race.

The whole world was shocked.

"It's still not enough."

The empress spoke calmly, her gaze falling on the south, which was the direction in which the God of Fire of the Red Earth Daluo Clan fled.

"Since your divine power is fire, my fire, you can show it to me."

As she spoke, the Empress' own divine fire rose up into the sky, turning the tilted sky into a realm of flames. Wherever the Empress' gaze went, it swept away the power of destruction and burned away.

Wherever it passed, the fire from heaven became more intense.

The figure of the God of Burning Fire of the Chidi Daluo Clan appeared in the distance, enveloped by the Empress' divine fire. His struggle was extremely fragile, and his resistance was like child's play.

All invalid.

The flame is His divine right, but today...it no longer belongs to Him.

The divine blood is spilled on the southern land.

Waves of extremely miserable wails came out from His mouth and echoed around the world, causing everyone who heard it to tremble in their hearts.

The empress remained expressionless. She even glanced at the God of Fire, then withdrew her gaze and turned to the west.

There is the direction where the Night Bone God of the Netherworld Origin Bone Clan fled.

"Since your divine power is a corpse, you can control life and death. You can control my life and death for me to see."

As soon as the empress' voice came out, the western horizon was instantly distorted, and the night sky that was hidden there and rapidly receding seemed to have been lifted away from the veil and had to be exposed to the skylight.

Seen from a distance, it looks like a black spot in this daylight.

Within the spots, there were countless corpses, piled up into balls of flesh.

At this moment, the expressions of all the corpses changed, and a strange scene appeared in the next moment.

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previous words.

These words continued to echo, gathered together, and became the divine voice, forcibly suppressing the power of life and death.

It cannot be reversed.

Then, a shrill wail came from the depths of the corpse, echoing in the dark night.

There is even more divine blood, spilled on the land of the west.

The empress withdrew her gaze and turned to the north.

"As for you, there is no north wind in my territory."

The moment these ten words were spoken, strong winds roared in the northern sky, and hurricanes emerged out of thin air.

Existing in this storm is the hurricane god of the Northern Ming royal family. His servant has died. At this moment, he is alone inside. Facing the empress's divine voice, he suddenly turns his head, with a bright light in his eyes.

"Empress, the altar is not the pinnacle of ancient times and the present world. You..."

"Noisy!"

What responded to him was the empress' calm voice.

Although the sound is weak, the power is strong.

The moment the news came out, the hurricane surrounding the god of the Northern Ming royal family instantly collapsed and was forcibly torn apart.
To be continued...