It is not tolerated by the human race’s territory.

All winds coming from the north cannot exist here.

In the roar, the north wind shattered and hurricanes dispersed. The body of the hurricane god was being torn apart, and endless divine blood fell on the land in the north of the human race.

The wail spread in all directions.

The power of the Empress sealed the fate of three flawless people with just a few words, causing all parties who paid attention to this scene to be shaken physically and mentally.

This is the altar.

However, the Beiming royal family is the second most powerful ethnic group in ancient times. The number of gods that are worshiped by this family is unknown, and there are not no shrines in them.

So the next moment, the wind roared again.

"That day when the three gods Yanyue were promoted, they also wanted me to leave. As for you... this matter is over."

It is still a north wind, but unlike the previous hurricanes, this time it is an icy wind that can freeze time and space and seal the gods.

He had been here before, and his arm was cut off by the sword-wielding emperor.

At this moment, it appears again.

It is also a sacred platform.

Looking from a distance, the wind and snow roared in the sky, forming a snowy hand that suddenly grabbed hold of the hurricane god to save it.

At the same time, there was also wind and snow falling on the head of the empress.

The scope is so large that it covers the imperial capital and the imperial domain of the human race. It wants to freeze this place... completely. It wants to completely freeze this country. It wants to imprint the human race in the wind and snow.

For a moment, the corpse gods of the emperors of the past generations shone with divine power, guarding all directions, and the empress stepped out with a sound of wind and snow.

"I am waiting for you!"

The empress's eyes showed a sharp light. Of course she knew how powerful the Northern Ming royal family was, and also understood the various disadvantages of provoking this family.

But today's human race, after becoming a god, is no longer suitable to hide one's strength and bide one's time.

If you continue to forbear, then temptations from all parties in the future will be inevitable, and the Northern Ming royal family will not give up their evil thoughts because of their forbearance.

Back then, the sword-wielding emperor relied on his fighting power to kill people in all directions. Only then did he have the possibility to protect the human race, so that even if he only had a clone left, the gods would not dare to come easily.

So being strong is the best protection today!

He wants to tell the Northern Ming royal family that the human race is like a nail. Even if you are a strong Northern Ming, you still have to think about the heavy price you will pay if you punch them.

And He needs to show his own value, which is the confidence to form alliances with all parties.

He wants all parties to know that His altar is a powerful altar!

Therefore, the moment the words came out, his footsteps fell into the void, and the moment he stepped down, he closed his eyes.

Looking at the sky in all the great regions, there are waves.

There are many suns in Wanggu, and so are the moons.

Therefore, at any time, there is day and night on Wanggu Continent.

It's just that the regions are different.

And this step of the empress is as turbulent as the entire day now in Wanggu.

If the remnant face of the sky opens its eyes at this moment, then he can see that in the world of black and white on the ancient continent, all the daylight has turned into darkness at this moment, as if the lights have been extinguished.

The whole of Wanggu and all the great areas fell into darkness.

There was a god who blew out the lights and briefly separated the concept of light from Wang Gu.

Also includes human territory.

What was originally daytime suddenly turned into darkness.

Only... in the sky of the imperial capital, the eyes of the empress standing there became the source of light in the entire Wangguzhong at this moment.

This is the divine power of the empress.

Detach the concept of light and focus it in your own eyes, becoming the source of light in the world for a moment.

Just like the sun of dawn.

Under the explosion, compared with it, the night will last forever.

At this moment, the empress opened her eyes.

Endless light shines from its eyes. It is the source of light in ancient times. It is the concept of light everywhere. It is the dawn that tears everything apart in the dark night.

Wherever this light passes, the sky and the earth are bright.

The wind and snow melted, and the northern spirit spirit inside became nothingness.

Although he did not die, the heavy injuries he suffered this time were comparable to the injuries suffered by Yu Liuchen back then, and the rest of his voice echoed with fear.

"Your divine power...is actually light..."

The sound disperses.

After all, with such divine authority, He could not save the hurricane god.

So the divine blood of the hurricane turned into a rain of blood and sprinkled down the world.

This god will no longer exist.

The world is back to normal.

The great realm that lost the concept of light was regained.

It’s daylight again in the human world.

Two towering statues of gods fell from the sky, landing in the south and in the west.

One statue is named Burning Fire, and the other is named Night Bones.

The empress did not kill these two gods, but sealed them on the land of the human race.

Today, the divine blood is enough.

And this ceremony of becoming a god also came to an end at this moment.

All parties, silent.

The three gods of the sun, moon and stars raised their heads, looked at the empress in the distance, and finally slowly disappeared. The transaction was completely over, and there was no need for them to stay here.

The whole world, the whole world, fell into silence at this moment.

It should be exciting, but in the hearts of all races, just like the ebb and flow of the tide, behind the majestic will of the race, what emerges is still the sorrow for the departure of the great emperor.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xu Qing sighed softly and stared in all directions.

Maybe it's because heaven and earth have feelings.

Vaguely, Xu Qing seemed to hear a funeral song coming from Wanggu's sky.

There was a cold wind blowing across the territory of the human race... with a whimpering sound and biting coldness, it grew stronger and stronger, and finally shook the sky.

In the entire sky, the wind is endless, and slowly it seems that there are infinite ghosts, roaring, and infinite greed is released from the netherworld.

"An ominous sign, the wind coming from the Nine Netherworld..."

In a courtyard in the imperial capital, the current generation palace master of the Human Race's Xia Xian Palace stood there, raising her head and looking at the sky wind.

A hoarse voice murmured with a sigh.

Someone opened the Netherworld.

The wind blowing the Nine Nethers in Wanggu became stronger and stronger.

This wind passed by the imperial capital of the human race, passed by the domains of Yanyue, passed by patches of desolation, and finally... gathered in the Devouring Heaven Domain.

In the imperial capital of the Tiantian Clan, around the ceremony that was arranged exactly as it was when the empress became a god, the wind from the Nine Netherworld kept coming, forming a huge whirlpool.

In all directions, there are projections and illusions, shining out scenes of the human emperor becoming a god.

And here, the divine fires on the bodies of the five emperors who have swallowed the sky are also roaring, but it is not for the purpose of becoming gods, but at the moment of becoming gods, their bodies burn.

Help the wind, make it more prosperous!

As a result, the Nine Nether Vortex formed exploded, spreading to the imperial capital, spreading to everything, and affecting the entire Devouring Sky Territory.

The sound of the wind is not just whimpering, but also cheering, murmuring, and expectation.

"Return!"

Surrounding the ceremony, countless candlelights and countless monks in black robes suddenly raised their heads and heard an earth-shattering sound.

"Return!"

The sound became louder and louder, becoming more and more vast, causing the color of the sky and the earth to change, the wind and clouds to surge, causing the Nine Nether Winds that spread across the entire area to rise and roar toward the sky.

Looking around, in the vast territory of Swallowing the Sky, there are rivers of blood, mountains of flesh, and countless corpses like plates of feasts, which is shocking.

Together with all the arrangements in the Tuntian Emperor's capital, it seems... a huge ceremony that is more vast than that of the human race!

This is indeed an earth-shattering ceremony!
To be continued...