Hua!
The parrot also spat out a mouthful of flames and surrounded the Ghost Emperor from three sides. However, the difference in strength between them and the Ghost Emperor was too great. Even if he only had 10% of his strength, it was not something they could contend against.
Boom!
The Ghost Emperor roared and smashed the void with his palm. It swept out for thousands of miles and sent the three divine beasts flying.
However, the God Slaying Eagle and the multi-colored snake rushed over again and tangled with the Ghost Emperor like unkillable cockroaches. Especially the multi-colored snake, its speed was too fast. It moved like lightning and continuously attacked.
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the ground. He was doing his best to temper his body. Obviously, he did not want to perish together with the Ghost Emperor. Without the armor of the three divine beasts, his realm instantly fell to the ninth layer of the immortal gate. Flames tore through his body and rampaged. If not for the seventh-grade fire source in his body, even his vitality would have been ignited.
The God Martial Arts Canon continuously suppressed the eighth-grade flame essence. Ye Qinghan had a chance to catch his breath and condense his dao body. New flesh appeared on the Azure Dragon Body. It looked fresh and tender but was actually incomparably tyrannical.
Boom boom boom …
The dragon blood boiled and the wood source frantically revolved. It mobilized vitality and blood cells to increase Ye Qinghan's vitality and repair his injured body.
At this moment, the little Golden Crow arrived. Its entire body was dark gold like a small scorching sun. It was recognized by the Ghost Emperor as soon as it appeared.
"Little Golden Crow?" The Ghost Emperor was not alarmed but delighted. He wanted to conquer the Golden Crow. As long as the Golden Crow recognized him as its master, the fire source would no longer suppress his sinister ghost energy. He would be flawless and would be invincible in this world!
"You dare bully my brother!" The little Golden Crow roared and glared at the Ghost Emperor.
"Your brother? Who's your brother? "The Ghost Emperor was stunned. Was there another Golden Crow?
The parrot did not dare to let the Ghost Emperor know that it had tricked the little Golden Crow. If it told the truth, the little Golden Crow would not help it and would chase it for 100,000 miles.
"Little Golden Crow! Brother was beaten so miserably. Hurry up and kill this bastard for me! "The parrot was miserable and battered. Its white fur had turned blood red.
The little Golden Crow was immediately enraged. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Ghost Emperor and spat out a huge flame. This was the ninth grade Flame Essence that he had just obtained; he hadn't had time to refine it yet!
The Ghost Emperor was horrified. He never thought that such a small little Golden Crow would actually possess a ninth-grade Flame Essence. He didn't have time to explain to the little Golden Crow that the Spirit Devouring Divine Hawk wasn't its older brother. A ninth-grade flame was terrifying, and it instantly submerged the Ghost Emperor.
Ah — — —
The Ghost Emperor's cries shook the heavens and earth. The heavens and earth grieved as they wept.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
The Ghost Emperor rolled and crawled as he roared incessantly. He rushed into the distance, wanting to escape from this place, but the flames on his body would follow him wherever he went! Even the iron mountains were set aflame, and the disaster spread for thousands of li. Moreover, it was rapidly expanding.
"Brother, kill him! Don't let him live. He actually dared to humiliate my Golden Crow Divine Race! "The parrot was furious. It had been beaten miserably today and hated the Ghost Emperor to the bone.
"He's dead for sure. He's been ignited by a ninth grade Flame Essence. Wherever he goes, he'll burn. Let's see where he can run." The little Golden Crow proudly snorted and curled its lips. It was quite regretful that it had just obtained a ninth grade Flame Essence.
"Brother, all thanks to you! Otherwise, I would have died here today! If it weren't for the fact that I thought of my brother living alone in this world with no one to take care of him, I would have given up struggling long ago! " The parrot's voice was extremely sincere, causing one to shed silent tears. If it weren't for the fact that the divine beasts understood him, they would have been moved by him.
"Brother … I came late and almost killed you!" The little Golden Crow was filled with regret, causing one to be unable to restrain a smile.
The God Slaying Eagle didn't want to look at the parrot anymore. This bird was too lowly and didn't know what face was!
The multi-colored snake was powerless. It hissed and flicked its forked tongue as it fell into a deep sleep.
The God Slaying Eagle also stood quietly to the side, waiting for Ye Qinghan to wake up.
The parrot was even more nervous. No one was more afraid of death than it was.
"Master, you must endure this. I haven't married and had children yet! I don't want to die prematurely. I'm the only divine bird left. "The parrot trembled as it felt Ye Qinghan's life force continuously weakening. It spoke to itself weakly.
Ye Qinghan's entire body was like a red-hot soldering iron. It was boiling hot and emitted green smoke. The flames burned his flesh, causing old flesh to die and new flesh to be born. It was incessantly burned and scattered again. Flesh and blood flew everywhere. It was terrifying beyond compare.
This cycle repeated over and over again. Ye Qinghan's body was the first to enter the eighth grade of the Divine Martial Realm. His muscles had reached perfection, and with a slight movement, he could crush a powerhouse of the same level to death. However, his soul realm was still stuck at the ninth grade of the Immortal Realm.
Hua …
Ye Qinghan stood up and walked directly towards the blazing mountain. The divine bird trembled and shouted, "Master, don't court death! I don't want to die yet!"
…
A thousand miles away, a great fire was burning. The little Golden Crow chased after it to extinguish the fire. The Ghost Emperor wailed and howled along the way. His body was burned to a crisp. Dense baleful aura and ghostly qi constantly attacked the flames. However, the power released by a ninth grade Flame Essence was still of the ninth grade. If one hadn't reached the Dao Realm, they wouldn't be able to withstand it.
The Ghost Emperor was truly crying. He desperately rolled and crawled. After rushing out of the Eastern Wasteland, he went straight to the Eastern Sea. Even if he could survive this battle, he would only have a small portion of his life left. He wouldn't be able to recover without a few hundred years.
Boom!
The Ghost Emperor crossed 100,000 miles and rushed to the Eastern Sea. He dove into the sea, and even the seawater was burned. The Gray Sea was boiled dry. The Ghost Emperor rushed deeper and deeper, and the sea became a sea of fire.
In the Sovereign Domain, all the heroes were still waiting. The Ghost Emperor was the only person who could control the situation. As long as he returned, the myriad spirits would lose. If he didn't return, the humans would have the greatest chance of winning.
The humans didn't want to start a war. Most of the younger generation were from immortal sects and divine martial sects. They had a lot of room for growth. Moreover, both the myriad races and humans had suffered great losses during this period of time. They wanted to recuperate for a period of time, but the dead spirits couldn't wait. They were outside, and the order of the world was rapidly destroying their vitality. They could wait for at most half a month. If the Ghost Emperor didn't return, they would definitely counterattack.
"I don't know if Qinghan can delay the Ghost Emperor, and for how long!" Di Shang grew anxious. He was worried about letting someone from the Immortal Gate Realm stall a Martial Emperor expert. Even if that Martial Emperor hadn't proven his Dao yet, he was still a Martial Emperor. He could kill ten Martial Emperors with a single slap.
"His destiny is profound. He shouldn't die. As for how long he can delay the Ghost Emperor, that will depend on the will of the heavens." Great Emperor Fu Su was indifferent. At this moment, his vitality was also disappearing at a ridiculous rate. He didn't have much time left to protect the human race. No one wanted to create a true Great Emperor more than him.
Emperor Shang was a Great Emperor. The Six Disasters Azure Dragon was a Great Emperor. Tianmu and Xingluo were also Great Emperors. However, without the recognition of the world, they weren't true Great Emperors. Their battle prowess was fundamentally different from a true peak Great Emperor. They could only delay a true half-crippled Great Emperor, but they couldn't kill him. The human race had no chance of recovering.
Looking down from the void, the Sovereign Domain was divided into three parts. In order to survive, almost all the hidden great clans moved. Their subordinate clans were all mobilized and stationed in the north of the Sovereign Domain.
The dead spirits occupied the west. Not even a blade of grass grew, and the atmosphere was lifeless.
Most of the Sovereign Domain was still in the hands of the humans. However, the myriad races' territories were occupied by the dead spirits. Countless creatures died tragically, and the trees withered. They began to devour vitality to heal their wounded bodies.
Fu Su took a deep breath. His willpower was superb, and his heart was like a boulder. He didn't want to hurt anyone. At this moment, vitality was extremely tempting to him.
"Yan Yunbei, Long Qiong, Qitian Monkey King, Yang Zhan, each of you take a group of people to the myriad races' territories to kill the dead spirits. Now, there is one less to kill. However, you have to pay attention to your own safety. Retreat after killing them. Don't stay for too long!" Fu Su reminded in a low voice.
"Yes, sir!"
The five great experts received the order and left.
In the remnant sect, Tianmu and Xingluo looked at Canyang and Zhe Can and said, "The two of you act alone. Don't get entangled. Once you succeed, leave. Don't worry, their Great Emperors won't leave. At most, they'll send Great Emperors to help."
"Shen Que, you go too."
All the great factions sent out their top-tier experts to charge into the myriad races' territories.
Emperor Shang looked at the remnant sect and took a deep breath. He said, "Xia Ziluo, Jian Chenxue, Gu Qingyu, Zi Tian, Sikong Chengjun, Nie Tian, Zhan Chunqiu, Mu You, Tianchen, each of you protect a small group and charge into the territory. This is the best time to train. Don't get entangled. Kill them cleanly. Don't give them a chance!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Little Tian, you go too. Follow your Big Brother Qingyu. Be obedient and don't cause trouble." Emperor Shang looked at the half-grown Di Longtian. He didn't want to hide in the back and pushed him out.
Di Longtian looked excited and charged out with the others.
In the Eternal Cloudsky Holy Land, Ye Linchen's face was cold. He pulled out his sharp sword and lightly wiped it a few times. Then, he entered the darkness with his sword and entered the territory of the hidden great clans. This time, his goal was to deal with the traitors. This time, he wanted to exterminate the Qilin Tiger Clan.
Everyone was moving. This era was the era of true Great Emperors. Only those who could stand out would be the candidates to prove their Dao. Only those who could survive until the end would be able to prove their Dao. There were so many geniuses. After tomorrow, who knew how many would be left?
Yan Yunbei quietly approached the myriad races' territories. The stars moved and the space didn't fluctuate at all. Although he couldn't fly, it didn't affect his battle prowess. Instead, it made him even more powerful.
A powerful fake Great Emperor was desperately absorbing vitality. The vitality in the surroundings dissipated. The ten-thousand-year-old trees withered instantly. The mountains and rivers flowed in reverse.
With the false emperor at the center, there were many other Divine Martial Realm undead spirits. They were in groups of ten, and each group had a false emperor overseeing it. Every hundred small groups had a Quasi-Emperor undead spirit. They swept through the territories of the ten thousand races, and countless living beings died tragically.
The little golden pangolin felt danger and tried to escape. However, it was too young and its realm was limited. At this moment, it was suppressed in a small valley. It could only try to escape by burrowing into the mountain rocks.
Sikong Chengjun was leading his team and Jin Yan here. They were staring at a Great Perfection Divine Martial Realm expert. It was difficult to kill a Great Perfection Divine Martial Realm expert with seven fake Great Perfection Divine Martial Realm experts. However, it wasn't impossible.
Three hundred miles, thirty miles …
The Great Perfection Divine Martial Realm undead spirit didn't notice them. It was still absorbing vitality. Even the creatures underground couldn't escape from it. The way these undead spirits absorbed vitality was very strange. No one could escape unless their battle prowess surpassed it.
The pangolin curled up in the mountain. The death qi was slowly approaching.
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