The same island in the void, different joys and sorrows.

The Endless Fire Territory ended with thunder, and the Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation came to an end.

Bai Qian bathed in the pure light, and all his injuries healed.

Not only did he survive the Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation, he also borrowed all the power of Emperor Zhao to make a leap and truly entered the realm of Taixu, consolidating the realm in the process.

This should be a joyful moment.

With Bai Zian's profound heritage, we are entering Taixu now, and the future is promising.

But at this moment, he couldn't feel any joy in his heart.

"The Holy Emperor will be fooled..."

One of the top five holy emperor families, a forgotten transcendent existence on the ladder to heaven, the index finger of the "Hand of God" outside the Holy God Continent, the supreme master of the "Mother Emperor Realm"...

Too many, too many titles!

As one of the five major authorities in the Holy Palace, Bai Zian knows better than anyone in the world what the words "The Holy Emperor" means.

It's impossible for him to be born, let alone in this Void Island with restricted rules.

But at this moment, the Holy Emperor really took action!

Even when Bai Zian was going through the tribulation, his spiritual thoughts were not enough to see what kind of battle was taking place in the distance.

Thinking about it with his toes, he knew that Rao Yaoyao had a life and death problem, which gave him a slight chance of triggering the Holy Emperor to take action.

Who hit him?

Besides Xu Xiaoshou, who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth, who else can there be?

"It's so impulsive, it's so impulsive!"

Bai Jian's face was full of worry, and he looked back at his master Mu Lin, who had been overwhelmed by the holy calamity and had entered the late stage of transcending the calamity.

He can't do anything.

He can only pray now, praying for the master to overcome the tribulation and be canonized, and after the canonization...

Yes, what can you do after being canonized?

Holy Emperor!

What a despairing word!

Even if the master is successfully canonized, and with the addition of master Long Rongzhi and two saints from the Holy Palace, will they be qualified to challenge the Rao family of the five holy emperor families?

"Xu Xiaoshou, you broke the sky..."

Even so, Bai Qian glanced at his master, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the battlefield first.

He knew that he couldn't do anything, and even because of his position, he might not be able to say a word to help Xu Xiaoshou.

Can you back down?

impossible!

All in one lineage, there are no cowards!

Even if you can't do it in terms of strength, you can always outwit it...at least if people pass by and wait for the opportunity, there will always be a way.

"It will definitely happen! It will definitely happen!"

…

"boom!"

Terrifying air waves swept down from high altitude.

The body and soul were both destroyed, and it was clear that he was about to break open Rao Yaoyao's head, but could not touch his skin.

The distance between this attack and Rao Yaoyao seemed to be separated by countless time and space...

No!

It’s the eyes of countless storms!

"The Wind Attribute Holy Emperor..."

"Yes, Rao Yaoyao has the wind attribute..."

Xu Xiaoshou could see clearly that his attacks were advancing layer by layer at the tip of Rao Yaoyao's nose. Even the rules of the avenue could not restrain him, but he seemed to be sucked into the whirlpool of the wind.

Keep pushing forward.

Always wandering around.

But it didn't hit anyone at all!

Obviously the power of this overlapping finger is already the intensity of the Holy Emperor's strike, and it shouldn't be much less than that of the Wan Ze Holy Emperor.

But when the attack intensity is reached, the attack method is too simple!

The invisible eye of the storm from the Holy Emperor Wuze swept in the power of the attack, delaying the attack in disguise and forming an absolute defense.

Even as the eye of the storm speeds up, the beam of light curls up and has a tendency to retreat...

"This is the Holy Emperor's control over power?"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were split, but he was still unconvinced.

Compared to the Wuze Holy Emperor's defense, his method of releasing the Holy Emperor's energy to attack was like child's play.

Although it can be seen that it is unlikely that the Holy Emperor will be present in person, and the defensive methods are also tricky, he can roll up this attack to destroy both body and soul.

Xu Xiaoshou also wanted to stack attacks again and break through the Holy Emperor's defense, but the strength in his body did not allow it.

There is not much power of the Holy Emperor left in the Qi Sea, and it is not even enough to maintain his figure like a god descending to earth under the pressure of the Holy Emperor.

"Peng!"

Xu Xiaoshou could no longer resist the pressure and fell into the mortal world without any image.

After the pressure of the initial Holy Emperor on the Void Island, everyone became lighter and was able to raise their heads.

Obviously, the Wanze Holy Emperor did not adapt his anger to mortals.

And seeing Xu Xiaoshou fall from the altar, everyone almost instantly understood the outcome of this duel:

Xu Xiaoshou was exhausted and couldn't make any more waves. The Holy Temple won!

"Ouch——"

At this moment, a loud dragon roar sounded.

The black shadow flashed under his feet, and the Demon Emperor Black Dragon held a big meat bag on its head, firmly catching the falling Xu Xiaoshou like a protective pad prepared long ago, and even bounced it up a few times.

bomb.

"Boy, you can't handle it anymore?" Demon Emperor Black Dragon laughed.

This sound also contained the power of the Holy Emperor and spread throughout Void Island, seeming to announce to everyone:

Not only Xu Xiaoshou has the power of the Holy Emperor, but not only the Holy Temple can have the Holy Emperor come.

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon was on the field from beginning to end.

It did not retreat, which means that the Holy Slave side never entered the ending of failure.

"Long Bao..." Xu Xiaoshou held on to the dragon's horns and barely stabilized his body. Suddenly, he felt that all the pressure was gone, and he couldn't help but be moved.

The nature of jihad has since changed.

From the initial battle between the Semi-Saints to the current confrontation between the Holy Emperors, the spectators gasped.

"The Holy Emperor is facing off against the Demon Emperor Black Dragon. Yes, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon is always present..."

"No! No, the Demon Emperor Black Dragon is present, but it is no longer able to take action, just like Xu Sheng... Xu Xiaoshou is in the same state... Look, it's okay if I call him by his real name!"

"The Holy Slave has been defeated! There are only two strong guys left, how can we stop the Holy Emperor?"

"Let me tell you, Fairy Rao is holy and cannot be desecrated. How dare Xu Xiaoshou bully her? He also wants to kill someone... Haha!"

In the deep pit, a weak voice came out: "Don't be too happy too early... Eight, eight... Well, why can't I get up?"

Rumble!

Above the nine heavens, the pressure of the Holy Emperor could be seen, but the true appearance of the Holy Emperor could not be seen, but strange sounds continued to be heard.

This special sound does not come from the Supreme Holy Tribulation, nor does it come from the sound of space rupture. It seems like there is some invisible existence, fighting against it in a place invisible to everyone.

The Holy Emperor Wangze, who left an eye of the storm to temporarily prevent the attack of the Destruction Finger, disappeared after the coercion showed.

Quiet……

The strange silence lasted for ten breaths.

Above the nine heavens, a cold snort suddenly exploded, and a misty holy voice came down:

"A wisp of the remaining spirit is like a mantis' arm acting as a chariot."

puff!
To be continued...