Shinto Emperor

Chapter 2748 Talent Ratio
At this time, Qin Chen's gaze remained unchanged, his expression indifferent.

But those eleven illusory bodies stood on the eleven chains one after another. At this time, each of them condensed the complicated marks of Taoism and covered them on the chains.

In an instant, the chains around Qin Chen's body were extremely restless, as if they were about to break through the resistance of the nine volumes of alchemy, and headed straight for Qin Chen...

"Tianyue, Heaven's Compensation!"

The leading black-robed man shouted at this time: "Start."

The two people on the left and right sides nodded one after another.

In time, eleven phantoms shone with light, like eleven gods of heaven and earth, standing proudly, as if sealing this piece of heaven and earth.

The leading man in the black robe looked at Qin Chen at this time, and said indifferently: "Tianshu has always known the name of Emperor Jiuyuan Dan, and it is extremely powerful, and he never dared to take it lightly."

"Currently, the Ten Thousand Nether Formation, which locks the sky and prisons the land, is just to lure you in, Mr. Qin, and to kill you. This formation is absolutely impossible."

Tianshu's tone was stern, and the black mist around his body was condensed, and he continued: "This sacred burial place, my Tianmu saint clan spent 4 years building it, and gathered the spirits of 30 and eight strong people in Shangyuantian for 110 years. "

"Inheritance in the Lingyun Dojo is not the point, what we need is the spiritual power of this Lingyun!"

"What is Lingwei, Mr. Qin should know, right?"

At this moment, Qin Chen looked at the man who claimed to be Tianshu, smiled and said, "The talent of the origin of the spirit!"

"Yes."

At this time, Tianshu thought to himself and said: "These lingyuns were all extremely powerful emperors before they were alive, and each of them was invincible in power. We don't need the instincts of the 110 or eight of them, even if we donate them to the superior It doesn't matter, Yuantian warrior, as long as we have the spiritual power we need."

"With the power of spirit power, inject it into the Ten Thousand Darkness Formation, and use the innate power of these 110 eight peak powerhouses to shock and kill the Jiuyuan Pill Emperor. I think, can it be done?"

The sacred burial place built by the Tianmu saints at a huge cost was not for the spirit itself.

The power of Lingyun can be obtained by major forces and various casual practitioners, and it is nothing.

Even if the descendants of those strong men arranged by their Tianmu Holy Clan did not get all of them, they also cultivated a group of strong men who were loyal to their Tianmu Holy Clan.

This will have a great effect on the Tianmu saint clan becoming the overlord behind the scenes of Shangyuan Tian in the future.

This is part of the role of developing spirituality.

The other part, which is also the most important part, is to obtain the spiritual prestige, and use the power of the spiritual prestige to shock and kill Qin Chen.

The dead medium of the lock-up heaven prison and the ten thousand underworld array!

Lingwei is the core of killing Qin Chen.

This is not a competition of strength, but a competition of talent.

Even if Qin Chen's talent is against the sky, is it possible that it can be stronger than the sum of the 110 and eight emperors born within 30 years of Shangyuantian?

A battle of talents.

If Qin Chen is defeated, he will be reduced to a fool at the least, and his soul will be broken at the most serious, and he will never be reborn forever!

At this time, Qin Chen looked at the eleven phantoms and the seven emperors outside the big formation.

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Chen exhaled slightly.

At this time Tianshu shouted again: "Tianyue, Tianzu, start!"

As the order of Tianshu came down, the six emperors Dzogchen immediately stood in six directions, forming seals with their hands.

In an instant, around the valley, there seemed to be a huge net that rose into the sky, as if it wanted to cut the world into pieces.

The huge net was vacated and covered, and fell on eleven chains, making the entire valley a cage of heaven and earth at this time.

Just like the Colosseum.

At this time, the only beast in the Colosseum was Qin Chen.

The previous Nine-Nine Melting Heaven Swallowing Dragon Formation was to test Qin Chen's bottom line.

And this time, the Ten Thousand Darkness Formation was to really trap Qin Chen.

Only when the stage is set up, can the Tianmu saints invite famous actors to come on stage and start singing.

Today, everything is available.

The eleven phantoms, shining in all directions, stood on the eleven chains.

And after the six emperors made great efforts, in the eleven iron chains, another chain was split and spread.

In time, a total of [-] chains appeared, scattered between heaven and earth.

One hundred and seven figures stood on the one hundred and seven chains.

Emperor Fengchen!

Emperor Qi Min!

Nameless old man!
At this time, a phantom figure appeared.

110 eight souls, 110 eight bodies, standing proudly.

Each one has its own unique flavor.

This time, it's not about strength, it's about talent!
A competition of talents!
110 The talents of the eight emperors, the proud sons of the heavens who have run through the 30 years of Shangyuantian in various eras, compete with Qin Chen in talent.

But at this moment, Chen Yimo was standing high in the sky, with an indifferent expression, his long hair fluttering with the wind, and a trace of indifference in his eyes.

Lei Zhencang, Su Wanyue, together with Xuantian puppet body, fought against Zhou Minggong, Yuan Zhengxiang, and Zhan Yi, the three emperors in Dzogchen.

And Chen Yimo faced the Holy Lord of Tiangang, as well as Pei Mantian, Wan Qianxin, and Mo Wenfeng, the four emperors achieved great perfection.

Chen Yimo breathed out in his heart, and a bronze tripod was suspended above his head.

"Ancient Tianyan Cauldron!"

The Holy Lord of Tiangang looked at the ancient cauldron floating above Chen Yimo's head, and said calmly: "Back then, the heavenly treasure used by Emperor Jiuyuan Dan was indeed passed on to Emperor Mo."

"Is it strange? Do you envy the master's teaching to the disciples?"

Chen Yimo sneered and said, "Holy Lord Tiangang, I didn't see it back then, you are still such a calculating guy."

"Do you know that if you rely on the emperor's great perfection, it is impossible to kill my master, so I created this holy burial place, Emperor Lingwei, and wanted to use the innate power of 110 eight supreme emperors to kill my master. My master?"

"To tell you the truth, don't say 110 eight people, even one thousand, ten thousand, compared with my master, they are not qualified to be compared!"

Hearing this, the Holy Lord of Tiangang was not angry.

Not qualified to be compared?
Among the 110 eight people, if any one is singled out, compared with Qin Chen, it is a world of difference, but when the 110 eight people are united, how can Qin Chen compare?

"Mo Huang, you should worry about yourself!"

Pei Mantian was standing high in the sky at this time, and said indifferently: "Today, between your master and apprentice, one of you will go first."

"I will let you go first!"

Chen Yimo was extremely angry, and green light flourished on the surface of the ancient tripod, sweeping across the world in an instant.

And under his feet, the Ziyantian Flood Fire instantly turned into a dragon body, crawling on the soles of his feet.

Inside the ancient cauldron, Deng Shi turned into four bodies and charged straight out.

Chen Yimo at this moment is the man at his peak 4 years ago.

"Four Spirits Yantian Que!"

Chen Yimo drank it in one word, stepped into time, and four bodies rushed out of the ancient tripod.

Qinglong!

White Tiger!

Suzaku!

Xuanwu!

The four bodies, burning with faint green flames, killed the four top emperors, Tiangang Holy Lord, Pei Mantian, Wan Qianxin, and Mo Wenfeng.

(End of this chapter)