Shinto Emperor

Chapter 1945 I Don't Want To Die

This scene stunned the crowd around Qin Chen.

These twenty or so people all have the aura of the Holy Emperor, and none of them are weaker than Ling Wuliang, Mo Yunyan, and Duan Shanhe.

Moreover, looking carefully, the twenty or so elders, although they are very old, have a very strong vitality.

More than 20 holy emperors!

Where did it pop out of nowhere?
Qin Chen also frowned at this moment.

More than twenty people arrived, and at this moment they gathered beside Tian Wukui and Mo Yunchen, the patriarchs of the five holy realms.

At the same time, the only remaining 200 people were torn down one after another.

Thousands of people, more than half died.

Ling Wuliang came to Ling Wu Dongtian's side, and said shamelessly: "Tianzu... I was negligent!"

At this moment, Lingwu Dongtian held up a palm-sized spirit tripod, and the martial shield in front of him was floating with a blue light shining.

"This son...is too cunning, I can't blame you entirely, but...as a holy emperor, he has no fear and is too confident. Do you think you are very powerful?"

Lingwu Dongtian's voice was full of reproach.

Ling Wuliang lowered his head at this moment, not daring to refute.

What Lingwu Dongtian said is indeed true.

When the few of them reached the realm of the Holy Emperor, their hearts swelled. They thought they were here and fearless, and they chased Qin Chen all the way, so they fell into Qin Chen's trap and suffered heavy losses.

But at this moment, Duanqingshang of the Duanqing family was carrying a long sword on his back, and his clothes looked ordinary, but standing there, he was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, giving people a kind of A sense of detachment.

Duan Shanhe was standing next to Duan Qingshang, silent, his face flushed red.

"I was just waiting to spend some time looking for the sacred artifacts of all parties, and you have become like this. Isn't the experience of 8 years ago enough to give you a long memory?" .

The patriarch of Jing Feixian in Jingyue Dongtian looked at Jing Zhongyu and Yue Hanying with a gloomy expression at this moment.

Qin Chen has snatched all his inheritance, these two people are too useless.

Among the Mo Yun family, Mo Yunchen held the Tianyuan ink brush at this moment, but he didn't say a word, and his expression was calm.

However, Mo Yunyan seemed at a loss at the moment and didn't dare to say anything.

The one with the most indifferent expression was Tian Wukui.

Tian Zhencang, the current master of Tianwu Dao, lost his life, and all the master warriors were killed.

The loss is not insignificant!
At this moment, more than twenty holy emperors appeared, making the faces of everyone beside Qin Chen extremely ugly.

That's all Saint Emperor.

It is true that they have reached the realm of the Holy King. Facing the Holy King, they can fight hard, but facing the Holy King...

That is suicide.

Haotian and Yi Lingzhi were also cautious at this moment, standing on Qin Chen's left and right sides, ready to make a move at any time.

On the altar, Panlong was crushed.

The statues of holy beasts carved on the surrounding mountains also burst apart one after another.

The valley is already devastated at this moment.

The five powerful holy emperors made a move, breaking through the beast formation that Qin Chen had aroused in an instant.

"Any tricks are worthless in the face of absolute strength."

At this moment, Tian Wukui's voice was like thunder, and he said slowly: "It's just a dead end."

When Qin Chen heard this, he smiled and said, "How can this be called a trick? I can mobilize the holy formation here and kill you. This is my ability."

"If you can do it, you can do it, and you don't have to do it yourself, what a bargain!"

Holding the Tianyuan ink brush in his hand, Mo Yunchen said with a slight smile: "You are indeed from the lineage of the Holy Beast Sect. Your appearance is exactly the same as Yutian Shengzun!"

"Have you met Yutian Shengzun?" Qin Chen asked back: "No, you were the leader of the Moyun family 5 years ago. In this way, 8 years ago, you might have been just the leader of the Moyun family." A small clansman should not be qualified to meet Yutian Shengzun, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yunchen's expression turned cold.

He is not qualified!
Back then, Yutian Shengzun was extremely strong, but at that time, he was just a child.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

Above Immortal Jing Fei's head, the holy mirror of the Falling Moon hangs in the air, emitting rays of light, making Immortal Jing Fei look like a fairy.

"But now, what are you capable of!"

Jing Feixian snorted coldly: "There is no way out, there is only one dead end."

Qin Chen led the people from the five holy realms to this place. It can be said that he was clever and wanted to use this holy formation to kill the people from the five holy realms.

But now, the killing array was broken, and Qin Chen and the others became the shackles in the urn instead, with no way out.

"How to do?"

At this moment, Haotian murmured.

He just condensed the incorporeal pattern, not the real Holy Emperor.

Moreover, Jing Feixian, Tian Wukui and others in front of them will definitely not be as simple as just condensing a body pattern.

In addition, several people hold the inherited holy artifacts of the holy lands of all sides, and their strength can be said to have been further strengthened.

Qin Chen looked at several people, but laughed.

"It's no wonder I haven't seen any of you from the very beginning until now. I think it's the same. How could there not be many old antiques in the inheritance of the holy land?"

Qin Chen smiled and said: "It turns out that I went to fetch the holy artifacts from the five directions. I must have paid a lot of money to get the holy artifacts, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the complexions of many ancestors changed.

Qin Chen was right.

They originally had more than [-] holy emperors in total.

But now there are only more than twenty people left, and more than half of the losses are caused by taking the holy artifact.

But even so, the holy artifact has to be taken!
These powerful holy artifacts are also closely related to the holy formulas passed down from the five directions.

In the past tens of thousands of years, there has never been a strong person beyond the level of the Holy Emperor in the clan, and it is also because of the absence of the holy artifact.

"Stop talking nonsense with him!"

At this moment, Ling Wu moved the sky stepping forward, and the Ling Ding and Wu Dun were shining brightly at this moment.

"Kill this son early, and feel at ease early!"

The ancestors all nodded.

This time, the loss was too great.

The death and injury of the Holy King and the Heavenly Saint really made them somewhat unacceptable.

"Feel sorry."

Qin Chen looked at the other party, shook his head and said, "Great Guanghua, I don't want to die yet."

"That's not up to you."

All five of them snorted coldly.

At this time, Qin Chen stepped on the altar and said with a smile: "My life and death are naturally up to me!"

hum...

In an instant, on the altar, buzzing fame resounded at this moment.

As the buzzing sound resounded, the figures of Qin Chen and others disappeared on the altar at this moment.

"This bastard wants to run!"

"Chase!"

"I can't let him go on living..."

Dao Dao figure rushed out at this moment.

And Qin Chen and other hundreds of figures, after disappearing on the altar at this moment, appeared on a piece of pale yellow land the next moment.

"This……"

At this moment, looking around, the world is pale and yellow, and it is bleak.

This kind of bleakness makes people feel like they appeared in the prehistoric period.

(End of this chapter)