Time has come to the twenty-seventh Yuanhui.

The 12 Yuan dynasties, each of which is 1800 years, totaling 129,600 years. Twenty-seven Yuan dynasties is a long time of nearly 3.5 million years.

More than three million years have passed in the universe, but for the forces at the Heavenly Court level, it is nothing more than a single. The war has continued until now, and the Heavenly Demon Realm has been exhausted.

In recent years, the four great demon ancestors of the Demon Realm have almost drained the foundation of the Demon Realm themselves, and a group of great demons and old demons have been devoted to this war, contributing to Ying Yi's plan.

At this point, the war is approaching the end. But it needs an end, that is, the battle between Daluo.

The losses were so heavy, how could the demon ancestors in the Demon Realm be willing to be willing? More than 20 Yuanhui were defeated, and their families were almost completely destroyed, but they were still lingering outside the defense line of the Gu Yuan Guanglu Taixia Tian Court.

Speaking of the other three demon ancestors in the Demon Realm, they were going to evacuate halfway. However, the Demon Ancestor Chihun was provoking and provoking them, and used various means to drag them here to form the current situation.

I'm almost unable to hold back.

On this day, at the highest point of Taixia Tianting, a divine light suddenly surged into the sky, and it was extremely great. However, before it was spread out, a chaotic character was suppressed in the air, sweeping all the energy into emptied.

The sky bell suddenly rang, and the sound was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the world.

The gods worship the Lingxiao Palace.

The Emperor of Heaven sat high and waited for all the gods to arrive, and said, "I will send a letter to the war with me and several fellow Taoists from Daoting."

When the gods heard this, they were immediately surprised.

I heard Ying Yi say again: "The dispute with the Demon Realm is time to end. Wang Yisheng."

"The last one will be here." King Yisheng of Yousheng stood up and worshiped.

"Prime attack." Ying Yi slowly stood up, and the divine light in his misty eyes behind the Pingtianguan Glazed Bead: "The gods follow me and go and meet the demon ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Realm for a while."

"Yes, your Majesty!"

The Emperor of Heaven sets up his imperial carriage, and the wind, clouds, dragons and tigers follow, and the road paves the way for it. Billions of rays of rays shine through the void, millions of auspicious qi condense into a canopy, and vast immortal clouds fill it.

Ying Yi sat upright on the imperial carriage, and his mind was a little dazed.

Thinking back to the beginning, the mortal body of the body traveled through time and space to the Ming Dynasty. It was smooth sailing and founded the country and established the Yuan Dynasty. As for casting the Heavenly Court, planning the Taoist Court, and counting the ancient Yuan Dynasty, I feel so sad.

He looked through the void and had already seen where he came. But it was above the void, in the long river of time, a star and a universe were so small.

I feel the same way, but I no longer have that kind of thought.

To this day, he has stood on the top of the chaotic universe. It is estimated that there are thousands of people in the world and endless voids, and there are few people who can be his opponents, and suddenly feel lonely.

And while loneliness is more heavy.

As the Emperor of Heaven, carrying the heaven and earth, and surrounding the universe, how heavy is it?!

That is indescribable. In the future, he must support this endless chaotic universe and jump out of the barriers. What kind of pressure and magnitude is that?!

The ancient Yuan Realm is already in front of him, and the aura of the demon ancestors has been firmly captured by him, but it is no longer very interesting.

Compared to the greatness and magnificence of the chaotic universe, what are the mere devil world and the few demon ancestors?

When the imperial carriage descended, the face of the Emperor of Heaven reflected the entire ancient Yuan Realm, so majestic and vast.

But when the Emperor of Heaven stood up, he shouted: "Come!"

Then he saw the four demon ancestors appear suddenly, and each of them looked confused.

As soon as he saw the Emperor of Heaven, his expression suddenly changed. The Emperor of Heaven had already crushed his palm.

Chihun, Wutian, Bodhi, and Gani all screamed strangely. The vast magic power emerged with the infinite great way, but it was like paper under the palm of the Heavenly Emperor, and instantly disappeared.

The four great demon ancestors showed despair, and saw the giant palm pressing down, waiting for death. But the Chi Hun Demon Ancestor suddenly a ray of purple qi rose behind his head, slightly pushed open, and abandoned a true body, and the true spirit of the soul escaped. The other three demon ancestors had turned into ashes with only three pops and pops.

The three true spirits were picked up by the Emperor of Heaven and put into the cuffs.

The Emperor of Heaven hoped that Chi Hun Demon Ancestor escaped and did not take action again. In the side, the Phoenix Mother, Qing Emperor, Xuan Chengzi, Chunyangzi, Yuanlong, and Zuhu had arrived.

"Come on, let me see the magical powers of all fellow Taoists!"

The Emperor of Heaven raised his feet and pushed Qing Yunzi beside him out with one sleeve, and walked away towards the seven Daluo Golden Immortals.
Chapter completed!