The Empire of God of War.

Imperial Palace.

The emperor, wearing a black and gold robe and thirty-one black and golden sword lotus emblems on his chest. He sat casually and majestic.

Below.

Minister of Military Affairs Bai Mo, Minister of Internal Affairs Qi Wuya, Minister of Finance Erbu and nine imperial ministers stood at the palace.

Erbu Qi reported: "Emperor, the territory of the empire last year, financial situation--"

As the Chancellor of the Finance Department, Erb began his annual routine report.

The emperor sat upright, high above, looking down at the bottom, looking down at everything.

He is the supreme leader of the God of War Empire.

"Um."

The emperor nodded lightly and responded to Erbu's report.

The white foam rubbed the sweat on his forehead, and his heart was a little strange.

The emperor's endless deep majesty seemed to surge in an endless stream at some moment just now, making his heart chill.

The other eight imperial ministers naturally noticed it.

but.

A good political mentality and calm will keep them silent.

How can the ministers ask questions about the emperor?

At this moment—

Fang Cheng came across the space, stepped directly on the void, stood in the imperial palace, overlooking the emperor of the God of War Empire.

The emperor's face changed drastically, and a smile faintly outlined the corner of his mouth. He slowly stood up from the throne and stared at Fang Cheng in Baiyi.

"Welcome to the Venerable Master of Huanyu Pavilion!"

Bai Mo's face froze and she immediately shouted out loud.

It was both shocked and awe, and also a vague reminder of the emperor and the other eight imperial ministers - this young man in white, was Venerable Fang Cheng!

Just as they were about to take action, the eight ministers in their rage trembled and their anger was instantly extinguished.

If a cultivator of the celestial black hole realm must work together to kill him, ignoring the majesty of the imperial palace, he will be punished by death.

Here is the War God Empire covering the diameter of the Thirteen Light-Year Galaxy.

How can we allow humiliation?

but!

This young man in white is a venerable!

A lord of the realm must kneel down respectfully and must not produce any anger.

Bai Mo was confused.

He didn't understand why a world master priest in the Huanyu Pavilion suddenly came?

As an important minister and politician of the empire, Bai Mo was not only a black hole celestial practitioner, but also had keen perceptual power.

Could it be—

In the empire, there are real immortals!

In an instant, the other eight imperial ministers also reacted.

No more calm.

Calmness is gone.

In the War God Empire, there are definitely true immortals!

Their faces were filled with shock, respect, and horror.

The emperor's face was cold and a smile appeared: "Cultivator."

Fang Cheng said lightly: "The true immortal clone is dead."

Rumble!

The Singularity Domain can explode!

White light covers all directions.

Fang Cheng pointed out with one point.

The fingers were transformed by a divine light, and they were shining and shaking out their power.

Taihao pointed and killed the Emperor's True Divine Realm, the true immortal clone!

According to the perception of the nine important officials in the hall, Fang Cheng pointed his fingers like a giant star pillar standing tall in the deep night sky, covering the starry sky.

Irresistible!

Unable to compete!

Wherever this finger passes, the space shatters into a turbulent torrent.

This finger ripples and ripples, and the air dust is silently destroyed and destroyed.

The emperor had a mysterious expression and a disgusting expression: "I actually met the guardian who was wandering around the universe and traveling through the stars, haha."

In an instant—

Taihao's finger fell to the true immortal clone, and he moved forward, crushing his head to pieces, and then continued to crush it!

"Ha!" A indifferent roar resounded throughout the world.

The golden fairy light flows through the bright light!

The true immortal clone activates the power of immortal power!

However, under Taihao's finger, even the lower-grade true immortal must be destroyed, not to mention that it is just a true immortal clone.

Boom!

The clone of the true immortal, the emperor of the empire, is destroyed and dies.

All of this is only one percent instant.

Bai Mo's expression was frozen, and the other eight important officials also looked dull. In a terrifying and shocking manner, a sense of enlightenment surged into his heart, and his thinking wisdom solidified and stopped.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Nine consecutive sounds of falling down came, and Fang Cheng frowned and glanced.

It is obvious that all the important officials of the nine empires were deceived by immortals.

"but."

Fang Cheng frowned: "What does it mean just now? What is it wandering around and traveling, I don't know what it means."

——

One day later.

The God of War Empire announced an emergency notice.

After an ambiguous and plausible announcement, the battle to block the Dark Demons that lasted for more than two thousand years - ultimately won!

As for the more than 30,000 armored divisions who had just arrived that day and were not deceived by immortals, they had already been banned from banning.

The golden light of the battlefield camp in the West District, the collective coma of the armored divisions, and the so-called battlefield where there is no one, are filled with doubts.

Although there was some doubt, no one raised any questions under the empire's order to ban the ban on closure.

The war is over and the dark demons are extinct, what else is there to doubt?

Enjoy victory as much as possible.

In a tragic battle that lasted nearly three thousand years, hundreds of millions of armored divisions finally ushered in the final victory.

Among them, Yi Changkong is the only one, with many doubts.

She vaguely understood that she was afraid that the so-called dark demon clan was just a cover, but how did so many armored divisions disappear over the past two thousand years?

"cough."

Yichanghong shivered.

In a trance, she felt that the battlefield in the west area seemed to be a starry abyss, devouring everything.

"I don't know what kind of existence that young man in white is." Yi Changkong sighed softly, a little confused and at a loss.

——

Imperial Palace.

In a conference hall.
To be continued...