"Grandpa Ding, do you know this person?" Liu Wanshi asked, shaking her spoon, at the door of the Wangu Sect's cafeteria.

Ding Xingwang said solemnly: "He is one of the nine great martial emperors, the Ling Emperor."

"oh."

Liu Wanshi looked dull for the next second, and then she screamed: "Nine Great Martial Emperors? Oh my God! Ling Emperor! He is Ling Emperor! Everyone, come out and see!"

After the disciples of the sect heard this, they all raised their heads and looked at the powerful man with a powerful aura, their eyes full of admiration.

"Um?"

Ye Xingchen, who had just reached the training tower, stopped and saw the guy posing above, and said disdainfully: "I thought he was dead."

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this moment, eight Martial Emperors including Emperor Li and Emperor Tong appeared one after another in everyone's field of vision.

They were hanging irregularly in the air, with a majestic and noble aura filling the air crazily. It was completely impossible to tell that they had ever been in prison or been abused.

Under the vast imperial power, ordinary people knelt down unconsciously.

Each plane has its strongest representative, and the representatives of the Starfall Continent are the ten great Martial Emperors. Although one is missing in the middle, and although there are only nine left, they are still the faith of the world and the gods in their hearts.

today.

They are back!

Wait a moment!

Just when everyone was extremely excited, a disharmonious stream of light flew over and stopped on the Nine Emperors.

When the light gradually dissipated, a very handsome face appeared, with a very mean posture, and a very mean voice came: "I have brought the nine great Martial Emperors back safely. Excuse me, where are the flowers? Applause.
Chapter completed!