Lin Zhengtian couldn't change all this, the Lin family knew it, and he knew it too.

After all, the existence I faced this time is invincible. I am afraid that all the strong men of the Wanxiang Sect can be suppressed even if they reach this point. Emperor Wu and Emperor Xuanyuan alone are not ordinary people who can compete with each other, let alone him, the new emperor.

Lin Zhengtian does not want to live a life of silence. A real man stands tall and cannot protect his close relatives. Isn’t it a waste of his life?

But if we don't leave, Lin Zhengtian will be sorry to the Qing Emperor who fought to the death, the Demon Emperor who sacrificed the heavenly soul, and even more so to the Lin family who used the power of ant to challenge the Nine Emperors and Ten Emperors.

Of course, the most sorry thing is his father.

He shoulders the Lin family and shoulders too much.

Death is easy, but living with guilt and hatred is the most painful thing.

Lin Zhengtian ran all the way and roared all the way, his hair disheveled, as if he was crazy.

At this moment, he suddenly felt more painful than being defeated by Shen Yong with despicable means. He found that the so-called disgrace was nothing.

"So what if I become the emperor? I still can't do anything!!! Ah!!!!"

Lin Zhengtian roared long, and his murderous intent was violent.

But soon, he calmed down.

"My father died because of me, and the Lin family died because of me, I can't give up on myself!! The Lin family still needs me to revitalize."

He gritted his teeth, suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, and rushed towards Dali City.

On the side of Dahuang City, which had almost been turned into ashes, the troops of the Demonic Path were dead. The weaker demons were almost gone, and the stronger ones could still keep a whole body. For example, Qingge, Duanmu Qifei and others, they had almost lost their combat power at this moment, and they fell to the ground one by one, and it became extremely difficult to get up.

And the Lin family has been wiped out.

Lin Pofu, Lin Muyi and others were all killed in battle.

In front of these strong men, there is actually no difference between the Pseudo-Emperor and the Burning Heaven Realm. The only difference is that the Pseudo-Emperor may leave a whole body, while the Burning Heaven Realm is directly crushed into powder.

The Demon Emperor had no fluctuations, and it seemed that the dead people around him had nothing to do with him.

The Qing Emperor sighed, his eyes filled with vicissitudes and depth.

"Kill the Demon Emperor and capture the Qing Emperor alive."

Emperor Wu said lightly, and with one hand, he slayed a golden sword that was ten thousand feet long, slashed across the void, and slashed at the Demon Emperor.

Emperor Xuanyuan's feet seldomed, and the terrifying imperial energy turned into a golden frame. In the void behind him, countless golden men rushed out. These golden men held long swords and spears, and thousands of troops rushed towards the Qing Emperor.

The Demon Emperor sacrificed his heavenly soul, so powerful, but under the siege of the emperors, he had no time to take care of the Qing Emperor.

The Qing Emperor looked at Emperor Xuanyuan indifferently, and there was no fear in his eyes.

"From the moment the Dead Dragon Sword appeared, I had expected that today would be there, but what I didn't expect was that today would come so quickly."

"Since the Demon Emperor has sacrificed the heavenly soul, why can't I, the Qing Emperor? If you want to use me to force Bai Ye to hand over the Death Dragon, how can I let you succeed?"

Qingdi said lightly, and a sudden feeling of radiance suddenly appeared around him, and then a towering tree rose from the ground behind him.

With a long roar, the big tree withered in an instant, and there was no breath around him, and all that was left was thick silence and death!

The ultimate of the Qing Emperor! It is the Emperor of Death!!

"Are you all crazy?" Emperor Xuanyuan frowned, his face full of incredible feelings.

"You are the ones who went crazy."

The Qing Emperor said lightly, his skin was dry and quiet, his figure was extremely thin, his eyes were gray and white, and he was even more like chaos.

He raised his hand and pointed at Emperor Xuanyuan's thousands of troops.

"Destroy!"

call!

The thousands of troops behind Emperor Xuanyuan instantly turned into smoke and disappeared with the wind.

"How dare you be so arrogant? Death!"

The Emperor of the Divine Sword slashed open with one sword, slashing the void with a sword, and his power was eternal.

However, the Qing Emperor pointed another finger and sniffed: "Break!"

Snap.

The terrifying sword shadow shattered directly, and the sword in the hand of the Emperor of Divine Sword was trembling wildly, almost leaving his hand.

"What?"

The Emperor of Divine Sword was shocked.

"The Qing Emperor now can no longer be called the Qing Emperor. Now he should be the Death Emperor who controls Yin and Yang and decides life and death with just one word! Be careful." Emperor Xuanyuan said in a dilemma.

"So what? The lower position is the lower position! Even if I sacrifice the heavenly soul, I am not afraid!"

The Emperor of Divine Sword gritted his teeth and then lifted the sword to slash.

"Everything produces all things, yin and yang are not as good as me, life and death are in the hands, and justice is in the heart."

Qing Emperor opened his eyes, and the chaos in his eyes suddenly became clear. He raised his hand again, and his hand turned into a palm, but there were yin and yang patterns on the palm.

"break!"

With a low shout, the Emperor of the Divine Sword was hit hard and spitted blood in his mouth. The man flew backwards, smashing several mountains a hundred miles away, and smashing into a river. The river evaporated instantly, and the Emperor of the Divine Sword was not having a good time. His skin was cracked and his hair was disheveled, which was extremely embarrassed. What was even more shocking was that the Divine Sword in his hand had cracked.

The surrounding desert god emperor, Fengdi and others were shocked.

"The Qing Emperor who sacrificed the heavenly soul and entered the realm of death is as strong as the middle, and his attack and killing method can compete with the superior emperor! If you are careless, you will only be killed by him."

Emperor Xuanyuan said lightly.

"Then...what should we do?"

Emperor Wuya asked.

"Since we want to take the Qing Emperor, we shouldn't have killed him. He sacrificed the heavenly soul. When the heavenly soul burned out, he became a useless person. We can win without fighting. However, the Demon Emperor is so powerful now, and there is even a sword to kill the immortals. If we don't erase him faster, we will only be killed by them one by one!" Emperor Xuanyuan said in a deep voice.

"Okay, let's siege the Demon Emperor!" Emperor Wuya nodded.

"I'll control the Qing Emperor, he can't catch up with my speed!"

Emperor Feng shouted and rushed towards Emperor Qing.

The rest of the people surrounded the huge figure.

The situation seems to be clear.

"Emperor Feng, your strength is indeed stronger than me, but I sacrificed the Heavenly Soul, you are not my opponent!"

The Qing Emperor shouted softly, raised his hands into the air, and above the sky, a dead light shone down, and headed towards the Feng Emperor.

Although the Wind Emperor was extremely fast, he could not avoid it as long as he moved in this area.

"withdraw!"

Emperor Feng's face changed drastically and he hurriedly jumped back.

But this trick covers too wide a range, almost covering a radius of thousands of miles.

"Qingdi, you have always been based on benevolence and righteousness. Do you want to erase all living things around you with this trick?" Fengdi roared.

"All creatures around you have been shocked to death!"

The Qing Emperor said indifferently, and without hesitation, he knocked down the light of deadness.

"ah!!!!"

Emperor Feng was shrouded in light and roared in pain. His body immediately became old and rotten. In just a moment, it turned into a state of dying years.

Everything in all directions was gone, the earth was dry and cracked, the branches withered and turned into powder, the rivers were dry, and everything became extremely deserted.

However, at this time, the earth suddenly cracked and a giant hand soared into the sky grabbed the Qing Emperor.

Gulu!

The Qing Emperor was directly caught tightly.

"Break!"

The captured Qing Emperor shouted softly again. The deadly silence force quickly wrapped the giant hand, but... the giant hand showed no sign of being destroyed.

"The power of death is indeed very strong, but if there is no spiritual power attack, your power of death will have no effect at all."

The Emperor Wu at the other end made a cold voice, then turned into a rainbow shadow and rushed over.

"Emperor Feng, you go and deal with the Demon Emperor, it's better to leave this person to me."

After Emperor Wu said that, he instantly appeared in front of the giant hand. He punched him and burst into thunder!

Snap!

The Qing Emperor's figure was bombarded and fell heavily to the ground.

"Seventy-two Styles of Tianwu!"

Emperor Wu took a deep breath, fisted with his hands and rushed over. The man instantly turned into seventy-two figures, and fisted around Emperor Qing, and each punch carried the supreme divine power.

The Qing Emperor immediately raised his hand, and the power of the silence rose up, but it could not stop Emperor Wu's offensive at all.
To be continued...