The sound was like thunder rolling in the sky, stretching for miles, and the high fighting spirit contained in it was even more earth-shaking.

On the wall of the fortress, Jiang Yongying looked at Ji Qianming blankly, her body trembling slightly, and her brain was blank.

"Ji Qianming...it's really you..."

In her mind, the figure entering the black gate coincided with the figure in front of her. Her eyes reflected the young man standing alone under the sky, and a bitterness appeared in her heart.

In front of her, the young boy holding a blue rose and was about to stop talking again.

After three years of not seeing him, he transformed into a steadfast existence.

And she...

The two of them are no longer people from the same world.

For some reason, Jiang Yongying felt ache in her heart.

"I...I heard it right? JOKER said who is?"

"The Ninth Emperor on Earth?! He is the Ninth Emperor!!"

"Ji Qianming, isn't that a wise king? Why did he become the first special envoy of the Shangxie Society and the ninth emperor!"

"Isn't Mingjun dead?"

"No, Mingjun is not dead. He lurks into the Shangxie Society and becomes the boss of the Shangxie Society!"

"The Ninth Emperor!! Ming Emperor!"

"The ninth emperor, Ming emperor, is back! Hahaha!"

"Welcome to the return of Emperor Ming!"

"Welcome to the return of Emperor Ming!"

"Welcome to the return of Emperor Ming!!"

“…”

In the live broadcast room of Apocalypse, a large amount of information was flooded with the screen, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room increased sharply, exceeding 800 million. Among them, a large number of foreigners were very excited after learning what had happened.

“Welebag.Ming!!”

...

London.

Claire, who was watching the live broadcast, shaking her body, the teacup in her hand shattered to the ground, and the hot tea water flowed out, but she just stared at the man on the screen, like a sculpture.

"He is not dead...he is not dead!! Isaac, have you seen it? Ji Qianming is not dead! He has become the emperor!" Claire suddenly jumped up, pushed Isaac excitedly, and burst into tears.

Isaac's mouth couldn't help but rise, "I saw Claire, don't push me anymore, I'm going to be pushed apart by you..."

"He is not dead... Why didn't he look for me! It hurt me..." Claire wiped his tears, but his voice became more and more aggrieved, and in the end he burst into tears.

"Okay, OK, stop crying..." Isaac looked at Claire who was crying and sighed a long time. Since the news of Ji Qianming's death two years ago, Claire seemed to have become a different person, as if he had restrained all his emotions and had become a little distant to others.

Now, the emotions that she had suppressed for two years rushed out, and she was crushed.

"Isaac, I'm going to China."

"What?"

"I'm going to China, I want to see him." Claire said with red eyes.

Isaac was silent for a while and turned to look at the live broadcast screen, "Well, when the war is over, I will take you to find him."

Seeing that Claire finally felt better, Isaac's heart sank...

Even if it is the emperor, can he really survive in the face of ten thousand troops in the divine world...

Ji Qianming, you can't die, otherwise Claire will really collapse!

...

"The ninth emperor of the earth? He is just a half-step god king level, and he dares to ask the entire army for battle without shame. It's ridiculous!" On the giant ship hanging in the air, the commander of the team sneered, "Just an ant, just solve it, and then attack the fortress in one go!"

The dark army of the divine world pressed towards Ji Qianming, and countless magic weapons and flying swords surged out from it, flying towards Ji Qianming overwhelming.

Ji Qianming held a mirror knife in his hand, and the phantom of the crying clown flashed behind him, dragging out a afterimage, accurately avoiding all attacks, and crashed into the army of the divine realm.

The two fields of light and darkness were unfolded at the same time. The mirror knife in Ji Qianming's hand was broken into pieces and surrounded him. He grabbed the two fields with both hands, held the Black Flame Sword in his left hand, and the Dawn Sword in his right hand. Light and darkness flowed around him, ruthlessly plundering the lives of the surrounding practitioners.

His speed was too fast. With the blessing of time, he could only see the gorgeous alternation of light and darkness, and ordinary attacks could not touch his body.

Unfortunately, he has too many enemies.

Among the endless practitioners, he is like a small boat in the wild waves. Even if he can kill all the practitioners around him, there will be tides of practitioners coming and surrounding him.

Facing ten thousand practitioners, he is really too small.

Song--!

Six half-step god kings descended from the sky, shattered the desolate ground, rolling spiritual power rolls spread out with the wild sand, pressing towards Ji Qianming in the middle.

"Ignorance ant, die!"

The six half-step god kings took action at the same time, and various attacks hit Ji Qianming's two realms, shaking violently and shaking.

A fragment of a mirror knife shot out from behind Ji Qianming, and in an instant, came to a half-step god king. When the mirror passed by the half-step god king, Ji Qianming's figure appeared out of thin air, and a brilliant sword light flashed!

The half-step God King's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was cut into two pieces by a sword, and blood gushed out.

"I killed half a step of the God King in one sword? The Ming Emperor is awesome!"

"Damn it, is that so fierce!"

"This is so handsome!!"

“…”

As soon as the scene of Ji Qianming slashing the God King with one sword appeared, everyone watching the live broadcast exclaimed, and then continued to watch nervously.

"Certainly!"

Ji Qianming was about to turn around when a voice came from above his head. A half-step god king wearing Ziji Holy Land costume held a pearl and looked at Ji Qianming a little further away.

In an instant, it was like an invisible mountain pressing on Ji Qianming's back. His figure suddenly stopped. Just as he was about to break free, a gilded round stick swept across and hit his chest heavily.

Ji Qianming groaned and was beaten backwards.

Immediately afterwards, the five half-step god kings flashed out from different directions and used their full force to blast at Ji Qianming.

The fragments of the mirror knife behind Ji Qianming flashed again. With the mirror flashing, he moved dozens of meters in an instant, avoiding five attacks, but the aftermath also caused him to take several steps back, and some blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

"This human sea tactic is too disgusting!"

"The Ming Emperor fights ten thousand with one battle... It's hard to ascend to the sky!"

"One, two, three... Damn, nine and a half-step God Kings take action together?! Isn't it shameless?"

"If this continues, Minghuang won't last long."

"Where are reinforcements? Why haven't reinforcements come yet?!"

“…”

Ji Qianming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, quickly avoided dozens of flying swords, and used fantasy furniture to imitate a Titan heavy cannon to bombard a large number of cultivators, with a little solemn between his eyebrows.

"I really think that you can block my divine army with your emperor level?" The half-step God King sneered.

Ji Qianming didn't say anything, but just sank his consciousness into the mirror of his mind, looked at the soul energy collection progress bar, and raised his mouth slightly.

"Have you ever seen the real emperor?"
Chapter completed!