Against the Gods

"Dragon Emperor...Dragon Emperor!" Qianye Ying'er whispered.

Yun Che grabbed it out with both hands, his right hand was surging in darkness, his left hand was whistling, and two mysterious lights, one black and one green, burst out, and merged strangely in mid-air, turning into a dark storm that rolled straight to the west at an extremely terrifying speed.

Under the breath of the Demon Lord, no one dared to touch this dark storm, and no one dared to stop it.

As it approached, the dark storm suddenly split, like two roaring dragons, one left and one right rushing towards Chilong Emperor and Hulong Emperor.

Although the weight of Emperor Chilong and Emperor Xuanlong is weaker than that of the Dragon God, even if they fight to smash the dragon soul, the dragon power that can be operated will not be 20% of the usual, and the will is even more fragile. Under the power that the Qinglong Emperor no longer had room for, let alone the power to fight back, he could not even shout out a complete rebuke, insult, and pleading.

A person who has compassion and never wants to compete with the world for a hundred thousand years is often far more terrifying than imagined once he initiates relentless actions.

Ever since the Qinglong Emperor took action against the Emperor Chi and the Dragon Clan, her actions have become more and more ruthless. Chilong and the dragon howled in despair, making all Qinglong tremble with fear.

It didn't take too long, most of the Chilong and the Dragon had died tragically, and the Emperor Chilong and the Dragon Emperor had both been severely wounded, their internal organs, meridians and profound veins had been completely eroded by the cold air, and they were all supported by the powerful dragon body. end of life.

When the dark storm hit, the Qinglong Emperor rolled the water curtain and was about to stop it when he suddenly realized that it was Yun Che's aura, and quickly withdrew, surprised in his heart.

call! !

The two dark storms rudely rolled up the Chilong Emperor and the Dragon Emperor respectively, then suddenly rolled back and threw them out.

The two god emperors of the Western Regions swept through the sky with long black marks, and smashed them down in front of Yun Che.

Under the dark profound energy that haunts their souls, Emperor Chilong and Emperor Xiaolong only twitched in pain. When they touched Yun Che's icy eyes, their whole bodies were frozen, and even the convulsions stopped suddenly.

Even though they were both emperors, they were like two pitiful maggots in front of Yun Che.

Disdain to spend half a word on them, and even disdain to tilt his eyes slightly, Yun Che raised his foot again, and ruthlessly stepped on it with a brutal dark profound light.

With a cracking sound, Emperor Chilong didn't even have time to let out a moan begging for mercy, and he was directly smashed to pieces like the God Emperor of Vientiane, and he died without a whole corpse.

In the history of the God Realm, God Emperors are basically dead. Not to mention the God Emperor, the death of a Star God and Moon God is a major event that caused a sensation in the entire God Realm.

But today, these god emperors were crushed and killed like a flock of fragile grasshoppers.

With a slanted posture, just as he was about to crush the Dragon Emperor himself, Yan Wu's hatred vibrato suddenly came from his ear: "Demon Lord, please give me the life of this thief... give me the execution."

Yan Wu was bloodied all over her body, and her injuries were shocking. Even under the blessing of robbery and calamity, her actions still seemed extremely difficult, but she rushed over with gritted teeth.

Baihong Dragon God, Vientiane God Emperor, Chilong Emperor, and Halong Emperor, these are the four culprits that made Yan Tianxiao have to sacrifice himself. The other three died. As daughters, at least...

Yun Che's body was slightly restrained, he glanced at Qianye Ying'er, and then flew out with one foot, destroying the last remaining dragon breath and vitality on the Dragon Emperor's body, and at the same time kicking his half-dead body to Yan Wu.

Yan Wu's eyes were full of blood, and her body released the power of Yan Mo, which was almost beyond the limit. She did not use the Yan Mo spear, but used her hand as a spear.

Straight through the dragon emperor's body, the power of Yan Mo mixed with endless hatred erupted violently on his emperor's body.

The Dragon Emperor's eyes widened, and the last picture in his pupils was the dragons slaughtered by dark blood in the distance...

How hopeful... it's all... just a nightmare...

boom! !

Yan Wu's power surged again, and the explosion was even more violent than before, completely destroying his last consciousness, and also shattering the body of the Emperor Dragon that he had been proud of for tens of thousands of years.

The dragon's blood stained Yan Wu's arm and splashed all over her body. She stared blankly at the front, her eyes became foggy and rained, and she fell out of control.

Father, have you seen all this...

You didn't die in vain... Your last strength and will guarded the safe return of the Demon Lord, and replaced the new life that our Northern God Territory has been expecting for countless years...

You are from the Yan Mo family... and your daughter will always be proud of you!

When she was stunned, Yun Che didn't know when he appeared beside her. He stretched out his hand, and a pure light of darkness swept from her cheek to her bodice, and then to the corner of her skirt, wiping away everything from her body. Dirty blood, gently caressing her wounds.

"..." Yan Wu turned her head stunned, and looked at Yun Che hazy.

"Don't be stained by these dirty blood, let alone hurt your soul." Yun Che said, there was no previous gloomy demon in his words, and there was gentleness in his indifference: "Your father, the king, is in the spirit of the sky, what you want to see most is definitely. A better daughter, a better Yan Mojie."

After the words fell, Yun Che raised his hand, the magic light flashed slightly, and a pitch-black cauldron appeared in front of him.

The weapon of the devil's legacy in Yan Mojie, Yan Modu Ming Ding!

There are six groups of dark auras with different auras floating in the cauldron... One of them is the Yan Mo aura that her father and king carried during his lifetime.

(There is a source of Yan Mo, which will die with Tian Guhu forever.)

Yan Modu Mingding was seized by Yun Che from San Yanzu, and even Yan Tianxiao was unable to touch it several times during his reign as emperor. With Yan Modu Mingding in his hand, Yun Che could control Yan Mojie forever.

Now, it has been returned to Yan Wu.

It also gave Yan Mojie complete freedom and self in the new world in the future.

Yan Wu stretched out her hand and took Yan Modu Mingding. Her cheeks were shaking, her lips were clenching unconsciously, and then clenching again... When she put away Yan Modu Mingding, her emotions finally broke. , suddenly hugged Yun Che violently, buried his head in his chest and wept bitterly.

"Uh..." Yun Che's eyes widened, his upper body leaned back, and his hands were raised subconsciously... But the sobbing in his ears was too heart-wrenching, and he finally didn't push her away.

"~!@#￥%..." The emotion in Qianye Ying'er's heart instantly turned into a burst of anger, she turned her face away, and gnashed her teeth in a low voice: "Dog man!"

Under the claws of Yan Yi, Yan Er, and Yan San, the last withered dragon and the dragon god have also died. They shook off the dragon's blood on their hands and looked in Yun Che's direction...then they all shook at the same time, and their eyes almost didn't pop out.

I'm going to...

Could it be that this is so heavy... the great-granddaughter will also be offered as an ancestor in the future?

Behind them, under their feet, the dragon corpse and keel were scattered on the ground.

The five dead dragons and the seven dragon gods died without a heroic and tragic death, without even the slightest pomp, just like a few wild dogs on the roadside who were beaten to death by random sticks.

Dragon Sovereign, Withered Dragon, Dragon God... A whole million years of unparalleled prestige have been destroyed in a short period of time.

Even if there is a descendant of the Dragon God lineage, they will use all means to bury this extremely humiliating history.

The battlefield in the West is much more bloody and tragic.

What the profound practitioners of the Northern Territory need to vent is not only today's anger and hatred, but also the gloom, despair, sadness, pain, and resentment of the Northern God Territory for millions of years...

Being under the suppression of the Dragon God's soul power and not being suppressed by the soul power are two completely different worlds. Shengsheng turned the battlefield that was supposed to kill each other into a slaughterhouse for almost unilateral slaughter.

The blood of the devil was burning with tyranny, and the dragon kings who had previously released their despairing dragon power all turned into wilt worms for them to slaughter.

They threw the dragon kings and the main dragons one after another to the ground, and the dark demonic energy bombarded and pierced them wildly... Some even did not understand their hatred, tearing them with their arms and biting them with their teeth.

The Chilong Clan and the Dragon Clan witnessed the tragic death of the Emperor Chilong and the Dragon Emperor with their own eyes, and even their last beliefs completely collapsed. And in front of them, is the violent and violent northern region profound practitioner, and behind them is the decisive backstab of the Qinglong clan...

It is even more miserable than the Dragon God Clan.

It's not that they couldn't accept death, but how could they be so tragic, dying like helpless animals.

They put down all their dignity and tried their best to beg for mercy. In exchange, the other party did not have even the slightest hesitation and unbearable blood-stained claws.

The Vientiane Protoss, who had a little bit of resistance, was tortured by the unicorns, and the powerful God Lord, who was difficult to even die on weekdays, was almost dead in just a moment.

Every breath, every moment, there are countless dragon blood spraying arbitrarily, turning the sky of the ruined God's Domain into a dark blood color.

The air was filled with thicker and thicker blood mist, and every breath seemed to be filled with dragon blood.

Long Bai was lying on the ground, and the screams of the same clan in his ears were endless, but no one paid him any attention.

The majestic dragon emperor, like a pair of shoes abandoned in a ditch, no one cares about it.

Long Bai lived a full 350,000 years, and the twelve hours of a day were just a snap of his life. But at this moment, every moment is like a thousand years of suffering.

He witnessed the slaughter of the ancestor withered dragon he awakened, witnessed the tragic death of all the dragon gods, and heard the tragic dragon howl of the dragon monarch...

Perhaps, he would rather die immediately, at least without the torment of his body and soul.

But no one came to kill him, not even a nameless mortal who he usually disdains to look at.

But Yun Che, whom he hated so much, was standing high in the sky, proudly bearing the admiration and awe of everyone.

unfair……

I am the Dragon Sovereign, who has lived for 350,000 years, and has also cultivated Mystery, Heart, and Soul for 350,000 years.

And he, a young man who is only half a year old, but only one ten thousandth of my life... But he has humiliated me to this point, and he has destroyed the dragon god lineage that has been in the world for millions of years...

Inheritance of the Heretic God, Legacy of the Demon Emperor. The gift of the Dragon God, even Shen Xi...

Why...why does he get something that others can't even ask for...

Why is Heaven so unfair!

Why is fate so ridiculous! !

why……

He struggled, and finally stood up little by little, but it didn't take long for him to stand up, and then he knelt down suddenly, and he couldn't even straighten his upper body for half a minute.

His internal organs and meridians have long been devoured by darkness and destroyed by flames. If it weren't for his vitality, other creatures would have died thousands of times.

In the sky, Yan Wu, who gradually stopped crying, left Yun Che's chest in a panic. Before she could wipe away the tears, she lowered her head and said in panic: "Yes... I'm sorry, the devil, Yan Wu offended..."

Yun Che shook his head, smiled and said, "Just cry."

"..." Yan Wu swiped her palm on the jade face, her eyes resolutely said: "Don't worry, the devil, my children of Yan Mo are not so vulnerable. Yan Wu assures the devil that within ten thousand years, Yan Mo will be able to return to the past. Glory, become the sharpest and most loyal devil blade in the hands of the devil master!"

This remark is also to inform Yun Che that she has decided to take over the future of Yan Mojie.

"Okay." Yun Che nodded: "I'll wait and see."

Turning around, he whispered to the ears of all the Northern Territory profound practitioners: "Quick fight!"

With Profound Handle as the carrier, profound energy and soul power are consumed at the same time, which is naturally much longer than pure soul consumption. In addition, he has been merging and cultivating with Shui Meiyin Wugou Divine Soul for nearly three years. His comprehensive soul power And the control of the dragon god spirit is far more than before.

But this is the most powerful soul suppression in the world, and it is undoubtedly impossible to last for too long.

By this time, he had begun to feel slightly dizzy. However, as a Demon Lord, he naturally cannot express it.

Under the order of the Demon Lord, the profound practitioners of the Northern Territory immediately gave up their cruelty, and every demonic energy was taken to the point.

But it was a relief for them.

Shui Meiyin placed Shui Yingyue on top of the barrier, and instantly moved to Yun Che's side, her small hand pressed on his back, and Yun Che's slightly chaotic five senses suddenly became incomparably clear under the warmth of Wugou's soul.

"Don't worry, I can stand it completely." Yun Che said with relief.

After a little soothing under Shui Meiyin's innocent spirit, Yun Che turned around and came to the front of the Dragon Emperor in the beginning.

Without words, in the beginning of the Dragon Emperor's eyes, a white light flashed, and a translucent barrier lightly supported Caizhi in a coma and fell towards Yun Che.

Yun Che stretched out his hand and hugged her incomparably gently and carefully in his arms, pressing her into his arms.

Over the years, Caizhi's body and appearance have not changed in the slightest. Linglong's body is too light and delicate, lying in his arms like a sleeping kitten.

She was not severely injured, but her body was extremely weak, and she had obviously fought to the last ounce of strength.

His arms slowly hugged her a little bit, Yun Che lowered his head to look at her pale face, and watched silently for a long time before he raised his head and said: "In the beginning of the Dragon Emperor, the great kindness of your family, this Demon Lord will not forget. ."

In today's battle, most of the core of the dragon clan in the early days withered away, and the dragon emperor in the early days did his best to protect Caizhi's safety.

"It doesn't matter." The Dragon Emperor said in the beginning: "Just treat my lord kindly."

"En." Yun Che replied lightly. Caizhi is his wife, no extra commitment is needed for this kind of thing.

At the beginning of the dragon race, the magic seal planted by the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor, he should be able to remove it with the eternal calamity of darkness.

However, Yun Che only hesitated for a short time and did not mention it.

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