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The first person to appear in front of them was impressively the young expert of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Gu Feng. He was no longer called Gu Feng, but Eternal Emperor. It was said that the remnant soul of the Heavenly Phoenix had fled in search of the best body. Gu Feng had become his final choice.

Being seen by the Ancestor was a great honor, no matter how proud and aloof Gu Feng was, he was willing to give up everything. After the Phoenix possessed him, he began his journey. The first thing he did was to proclaim the independence of the Demon Realm and proclaim himself as the eternal Great Emperor.

Tianfeng was extremely charismatic and powerful. Even though there were people who doubted his abilities, no one questioned his identity. All the major powers of the Monster race came one after another. The rules of the new dynasty were unbearable. If he didn't let the demons cultivate demonic arts, then he must be joking. Five thousand years of accumulated anger finally exploded.

The birth of the Heavenly Phoenix demonstrated her heaven-defying talent and peerless talent. In just a short ten years, he was already at the peak of the Supreme Realm, and his swordsmanship was at the peak too. Under his leadership, the Monster race expanded northwards by two thousand miles, and southward by three thousand miles. It won't be long before the siege of the new dynasty is complete.

Ten years in a thousand battles, it could be said that the Monster race was invincible, the ability of the Heavenly Phoenix was recognized by the entire world. The demon saint was willing to follow his orders. Before his domineering demeanor, strength was not a difference.

Dressed in a golden phoenix robe, he wielded the Cloud-Splitting Blaze Saber in his hand. He stepped on the Yin Yang Full Moon Wheel, and the Blue Tide Heaven Shaking Ribbon coiled around his waist. Emperor Yongsheng is truly a martial artist.

"The smelly salted fish can also turn the tables." Wu Xian looked at Gu Feng's awe-inspiring equipment and sighed deeply. Back then …

"Haha, that stinking woman was finally killed by you two." "Haha, return my things." Although Emperor Yongsheng spoke arrogantly, his heart was incomparably depressed. All these years, he had been paying attention to the changes of the Intercepting Wheel Seal. Not long ago, his Sheng Domain once again emitted multicolored light, and the space around him began to fluctuate violently. Damn it. The fifth ancestor also left a connection.

Sure enough, everyone knew that another rare treasure had appeared in the demon race's sacred realm. What treasure? There was indeed a treasure. God Slaughtering Spear. It didn't matter if the Spirit was dead or not. More importantly, everyone knew that the God Slaughtering Spear was a peerless divine weapon. The story of the gun-swallowing wish for Chang Ming has become a household name. The God Slaughtering Spear could be said to be the most famous divine weapon in the last ten years. Its history was also unearthed.

Boom! The world erupted. Ancient divine weapons! Where is it? Thirty-three slopes. The various powers had once again surged into the saint realm of the demon race after ten years. This time, the Treasure Seeker was not as happy as last time. Even though Emperor Yongsheng had no choice but to open up his Sheng Domain, he did not have the intention to entertain anyone.

Before the treasure hunt began, the slaughter had already begun. Treasure Seizing and Killing was not a war, but it was more terrifying than a war.

Those who had come to the Sage Realm of the Monster race were obviously the armies of the various powers. What are they? They were all names, and one was more crazy than the other. There were a total of five great tyrants.

First, the founder of the Heavenly Court, Wu Zu, seized the body of the Emperor. Behind him was a group of Shaman believers. To the south.

Second, the creator of the Underworld, the Ghost Ancestor, wanted the body of the Netherworld. A terrorist group from the Ghost Domain. To the north.

Third, the creator of the Pure Land, a former reclusive cultivator from the cycle of reincarnation. The power behind him was rumored to be the Iron Blood Union. But no one had been able to confirm it. Because the Iron Blood Alliance was still the Iron Blood Alliance, and also an assassination organization. He took on all sorts of assassination missions, as if he had also killed his way through the cycle of reincarnation. That was why someone said that he was being followed by the Divination Hall.

Fourth, the founder of the Mystic Heaven Palace called herself the gorgeous goddess of the Illusory Paradise. No one knew the strength behind her, but it was certain that she was extremely terrifying. Because the Mystic Heaven Palace had taken over the sea realm, its main body was located in the Outer World of the Sorrow Sea, which the Human God did not dare to approach. The sea could be said to be a natural barrier to all races. On the other hand, the Sea of Worries was the legendary forbidden zone for life. Perhaps only a peerless powerhouse would dare to step foot here. She was only at the late stage of the Supreme Realm, but Emperor Yongsheng had been unable to defeat her three times, which showed how powerful she was.

Fifth, the first generation Pavilion Master Zhu Qiuyan. This organization carried out its name, enforcing the law on behalf of the heavens. It was a tool used by the new dynasty to strike down all the "gods" and kings in the world. The members of the Magic Pavilion were not restricted by the law and were allowed to practice various cultivation techniques. It represents the day of the day.

Speaking of which, Zhu Qiuyan had been stimulated by the spirit of the Old Ancestor to go into seclusion, and her heart was filled with enlightenment. It was as if the Old Ancestor had possessed her, causing her cultivation level to skyrocket. He was now at the peak of the Supreme Realm, and even Tian Feng, who was known as the Eternal Emperor, had been prepared to run away the moment he saw him. Someone gave him the nickname 'Little Zhu Xian'. The other member of the Pavilion was more famous than he was. It was Zhu Yue, who had been conferred the title of Princess PingRong.

Asked who in the world could snatch a person from the Spirit Sword Sect, he replied, "Princess PingRong is the same." The moment that he saved Wu Yan, Zhu Yue's name was destined to shake the world. The chaos began. A huge battle against the Illusory Fairy Lady had caused Samsara to search the ground for their teeth. In the end, only under the protection of the experts behind them did they manage to survive. Alright, the results of Princess PingRong's battle with the Mage King had shocked the entire world. The powers behind her had almost failed to kill her. Witch spirit. The first Witch spirit of the new dynasty had appeared. At this moment, she was more like the reincarnation of Zhu Xian.

The Zhu siblings displayed the prestige of the Emperor, as well as his eternal fighting power. The Zhu Family was undefeatable, they were the pinnacle that no one could challenge.

The six factions faced each other. They were the warriors who were charging at the forefront. Behind them, there was a secret battle between the world's strongest experts. The reality was always like this, bright and dark. Now, it was as if there was a huge variable. The ancient and modern times were chaotic, and the gods and devils were dancing together.

Where is the ancient country? He did not know if he was hiding within the crowd, or if he was waiting for his spiritual soul to return. In the ten years that had passed since the great chaos, not even a trace of them could be seen. Even the 'Spirit Flag' had already been shattered by the iron hooves of various places. Whoever used the Spirit Flag would be the public enemy of the world. Even without the army, those cultivation maniacs had already destroyed them.

Today, the Demon Kings of Confusion from today onwards brought a bunch of equally talented little demons to battle in the space above the thirty-third branch of the slope.

Zhu Qiuyan was clad in white armor, with an ancient sword hanging at her waist, and she was extremely domineering. He saw that Ling Jun's twitching eyes were vaguely filled with the pain of failure. Even though he was almost invincible, he couldn't hide the pain of being defeated by the Soul Sword.

The brocade long run, brilliant, smiling face full of evil. This person was Di Jun, the person in charge of the Heavenly Court. It was definitely not a pawn of a person. That confident attitude instantly killed everyone.

Black gas wrapped around his body, and the skeleton was at his feet. The domineering man with the Hellfire skill was naturally the Ghost Ancestor who had turned into the Netherworld Spirit. What was terror? No one felt more real than he did.

Samsara was very ordinary. They didn't have godly equipment, nor were they overbearing. Wearing a green robe, he looked around at his surroundings as if he was an outsider. She seemed to be the scariest and most fearsome person. It was true that she lost miserably to Princess PingRong. That was because she was the natural nemesis of everyone. There was no helping it, voodoo spirits were the bane of cultivation. Just because he suffered a crushing defeat didn't mean that he didn't have the qualifications to be on the same level as these people. At the very least, no one here could kill him.

Compared to their fiendish spirits, the Bewitching Immortal Lady Police was a beautiful scenery, an existence that captivated people.