Mo Beichen's five fingers opened suddenly closed, and in an instant, it seemed as if the entire space of the world was torn and compressed.

The gray sky collapsed directly, and the huge dragon body of the Taichu Dragon Emperor was also destroyed and damaged under this terrifying force that completely surpassed cognition.

However, in just a few breaths, the severe trauma it suffered had surpassed the battle with the Western God Realm.

It was also just a few breaths, and it knew that it had fallen into a state of unbreakable death... What was imposed on it was a force that should not exist in the world at all.

roar----

This dragon roar was far more shrill than before and even more shocking... It commanded all the dragons of Taichu to avoid approaching, warned the arrival of the disaster of Taichu creatures, and it still activated all the power of Taichu dragons, waving the dragon claws of resistance towards the external disaster.

Hundred miles...ten miles...thousand feet...

Its body was torn and broken by layers, and its speed of pounce was getting slower and weaker.

Finally, its dragon shadow stopped in mid-air, frozen in front of Mo Beichen, which was still a hundred feet away... and then scattered into several segments and fell powerlessly.

The chant of the Dragon Emperor also disappeared forever in the Taichu Divine Realm.

Carrying the dragon's arrogant resistance claws, he still failed to touch the fierce shadow from the abyss in front of him.

In the battle with the Western Regions, it severely injured Long Bai, and fought with a group of dragon gods, but never fell.

After Long Bai died, it became the strongest dragon in the world.

Today, he was unable to touch the other party and was buried in a tragic way.

Buzz!!

The last dragon power rolled up the wind and sand for thousands of miles, but only brought up the hair and corners of the clothes that were rising from the Mo Seichen.

His arms were hanging slowly, and Mo Beichen hummed: "Good will. Unfortunately, the loneliness of the dragon clan makes them unsuitable for being leads, and they will only become stumbling stones."

"Before we welcome the arrival of Emperor Yuan, what we have to do is..."

brake!!

At this moment, an extremely sharp hissing sound rang out, Mo Beichen's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly turned, and even his body had an abnormal turmoil.

Because his aura that was pressing against the two people in the distance was actually pierced by an extremely sharp aura.

The locked space suddenly turbulent, Jun Xilei staggered and fell heavily to the ground... A sword light also penetrated through the sky at this time, hitting the Qiankun Jade on her waist.

The jade in the universe was broken, bringing a flash of crimson divine light.

"Hmm!" Mo Beichen's eyes were turbulent, and he seemed to be unable to believe that someone in this world could forcibly tear his power and suppress him.

However, his palm immediately flipped, and the gap in his aura disappeared instantly, and he pressed down again.

Hmm!

Jun Xixi groaned and was pressed by Wan Yue again.

She clenched her teeth and turned her head with all her strength... In her pupils, there was endless fear, endless sorrow and sadness.

Jun Wuming still stood there proudly, and even his doubled aura failed to make him kneel.

His pale hair was flying slowly, and his body was covered with a faint white light... and each white light contained thousands of sword energy.

A pair of old eyes also danced with endless sword shadows.

Sword...solve...

These two words with illusion and despair appeared in Jun Xilei's heart and eyes... The picture at this moment was also eternally engraved in her life.

"In a tragic world, disasters arose again."

In her ears, Jun Wuming's gentle voice sounded: "Tears, no matter what the future ahead, you must live well."

Brain ~~

Jun Wuming's figure turned into a vague figure, his hair, flesh, bones, will, and soul turned into thousands of sword lights, thrusting Mo Beichen's aura out of thousands of ravines. Mo Beichen's body suddenly leaned back, and his face changed slightly for the first time.

On Jun Xilei's body, the crimson divine light had already enveloped her. Her lips opened and closed, but she disappeared there before she could make a pronunciation.

"Um?"

Mo Beichen's eyes moved slightly, and his figure penetrated the space, and almost instantly moved to where Jun Xilei was before, and then his eyebrows suddenly sank.

However, in a moment, he almost never touched any traces of space that had just completed the teleportation.

Around him, sword lights intertwined into a vast and dreamy sword formation, slowly spreading between heaven and earth in the flying.

However, this amazing scene that the Sword King explained in his own body could not appear in the eyes of any person of the world.

"King, how about it?"

The people called "Zhaoguang", "Zhaoming" quickly followed. They noticed Mo Beichen's face changing and asked in a low voice.

Mo Beichen swung his arm and said lightly: "That old man actually pierced my aura with his sword energy, and the girl sent her away with a strange space power, which actually made me unable to find traces of teleportation."

"Hmph! It seems that the creatures in this world are not so useless."

"Haha," Nan Zhaoming laughed: "They could have become the guides for the abyss to take over this world, but they were willing to give up this supreme honor with death. How stupid they were."

Mo Beichen turned around and glanced at the six people: "Go to find the exit of this world. Beyond the exit, there is a place called the God Realm..."

"And there is our true homeland! It is also a brand new world that belongs to us in the future."

"As a follower and a quasi-knight, you should know what great responsibility and glory is coming to you at this moment."

He opened his arms, his eyes were like torches, and he growled in his mouth: "Clear up obstacles and control all realms. Then let this world bow down to welcome the arrival of Emperor Yuan in a surrender manner!"

…………

On the Emperor Yun City.

The lower hall, the space contained in it, Cai Zhi sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

After three full hours of fighting, she was exhausted. Yun Che, opposite, walked over like a person who was fine and breathless, sat in front of her and said with a smile: "It's worthy of being my Caizhi. The sword power is getting stronger and stronger. I feel that the bones in my body are almost shattered."

Caizhi glanced at him and hummed, "Your bones are harder than your skin, I can't stand to shake it away."

Yun Che touched his face seriously and suddenly said, "Caizhi, there is no one in this world who needs you to deal with with yourself. Why have you been practicing so hard in the past few years?"

Caizhi was stunned for a moment and said, "Probably, I want to reach my brother's height back then."

Yun Che pondered for a while and said, "I feel that you should have surpassed your brother now."

"It's not enough!" Cai Zhi's eyes narrowed, and her tone was hated: "At least one day, I can beat that woman Qianye hard with my own strength... Humph!"

Yun Che shook his head and laughed: "I just knew..."

The evils that Qianye Ying'er committed back then... have now become his most troublesome thing.

After experiencing the battle with the Western Divine Realm, Caizhi no longer had the strong murderous intention of Qianye Ying'er as before, but it did not mean that he had eliminated his hatred.

Every time Caizhi and Qianye Ying'er met, the collision of his eyes and breath made his scalp numb.

"continue!"

Caizhi stood up at this time, and the Tianlang Demon Sword appeared again between her small and delicate hands. She looked ahead and said seriously: "The Heavenly Sail Wuxin Sword is extremely powerful, but it must be driven by the outbreak of hatred... I must find a way to transform it so that I can live up to the power of the Tianlang and the only remaining star god."

"Okay!" Yun Che also stood up and stretched out his arms.

But before the sword of the Demon Emperor of Tribulation was revealed, Caizhi's delicate body suddenly trembled, and the divine light condensed in the starry eyes suddenly disappeared, and even the mysterious energy on his body suddenly fell silent.

"What's wrong?" Yun Che's brows froze and asked quickly.

Caizhi's lips opened and closed, and she murmured with a deep and incredible whisper: "The Dragon Emperor of Taichu is... dead."

"…!?" Yun Che looked shocked.

…………

Yan Yi Yan and Yan three squatted side by side in front of the Emperor Yun Hall, staring at the front with nothing to do.

"Oh," Yan San breathed a turbid breath: "I haven't killed anyone for a long time, and the bones have begun to itch. When will this day of fading out birds end?"

"You old ghost talk a lot." Yan Er said in a dark voice: "Do you want your master to throw you back to the sea of ​​Eternal Dark Bone?"

Yan San suddenly shrank his dry neck.

A figure approached quickly with the power of the emperor, and it was Emperor Xuanyuan of the Southern Region who was here. Looking up at the Three Yan Zusan, the power of the Southern Region God Emperor instantly weakened most of the time, and even hurriedly bowed: "Three Seniors of Yan Zu, Xuanyuan has something to ask to see Emperor Yun, I hope..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan San was already making a hoarse and stern voice: "The master is in seclusion and practice. No one has seen him in the past two months, so leave."

"But……"

"roll!"

"Ah... Yes, yes." The demonic power of the Three Yan Ancestors was so terrifying that Emperor Xuanyuan was so shocked that he shuddered. He didn't dare to say another word. He hurriedly stepped back, and then turned around and flew away.

One hour later, Cang Shitian floated in the air and stepped on the Emperor Yun City.

Cang Shitian is now incomparable to those days. The name of the preceptor of the preceptor made his position in the divine realm above the gods. When facing the Three Yan Zu, he still had a firm expression and was not as panic as Emperor Xuanyuan.

"Three seniors of Yan Zu, Shi Tian has important matters that need to be submitted to Emperor Yun to decide. I wonder if Emperor Yun can be in the palace?"

"The master is in seclusion and practice. No one has seen him in the past two months. Go away." Yan San was too lazy to open half of his eyes, and repeated gloomy and powerlessly.

"Then Shi Tian will not disturb him and say goodbye."

Without a word, Cang Shitian turned around and left.
To be continued...