As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

Chapter 1341 Fighting for the Origin, Jiang You Appears!

The arrow breaks away from the bowstring.

There is no fright, no arrow.

Some are just a torn passage hundreds of kilometers wide.

It’s not a passage that’s hundreds of kilometers long, it’s a passage that’s hundreds of kilometers wide!

Everything in this passage was completely wiped out.

If it spreads further to the edge, the ninth level can barely survive. If it spreads to the eighth level, it needs to be farther away to survive.

Of course, the Nightmare Lord spent so much effort not to massacre these eighth and ninth levels. It would be a waste if his power was wasted on them.

His target... is the Emperor of Hades!

Bang——! ! !

The "souls of human heroes" that exploded dispersed into sparkling soul points all over the sky, and completely dissipated.

This is a precious thing that can function at the highest level, and it is also a racial treasure that can help the human race to rise again.

It was treated as a disposable item by Him.

That's enough.

After all, for him, as a god, what does he need this thing for? It's not just to launch a fatal blow at a critical moment.

As long as the goal is achieved, it's not a loss.

In the battlefield, countless eyes were attracted.

The broken, speckled fog obscured the central scene clearly.

Ming's shouts had stopped long ago, and his situation was completely impossible to confirm in the area formed by thick pollution.

"Have you hit..."

"no……"

The aliens didn't dare to take a breath, and prayed in their hearts.

But obviously, prayer is useless.

The screams started.

Wails resounded.

Superimposed on the pollution origin, the ancient emperor's life origin, and part of Ming's life origin... this is still an origin that is enough to advance the alien species.

This light group first penetrated the fog barrier and fell into the hands of a certain ninth-level alien.

After the fog dissipated, the body of Hades shrunk by nearly half, and dense cracks appeared on its body. The fragmented body was barely maintained by one wisp of pollution lines after another.

Big holes... The whole body is covered with big holes that have been penetrated.

The emperor must avoid this blow... Although he may not be able to avoid it, he may not die.

But aiming at it, a half-foot stepped onto the threshold of the imperial rank. To put it bluntly, there was no "pseudo emperor" who had officially advanced.

How to live?

How can it be possible to live!

"Father..."

You can't see Ming's expression, but you can probably only feel the unspeakable bitterness and powerlessness in its pupils.

The ancient emperor has not yet died, and the father and son look at each other across the sky.

The ancient emperor abdicated, and neither of his two heirs succeeded in promotion.

The only advantage is probably that the four supreme beings on the current battlefield have all sacrificed a lot.

Especially for the Lord of Nightmares, he paid the heaviest price. His shaking figure and scattered mist were enough to show his poor condition and his vitality.

In the future, the ten emperors will face off against the six supreme beings, some of whom are in extremely poor condition.

To a certain extent, this is also an ending acceptable to both parties, and the Abyss side is nothing more than "reluctantly accepting" it.

"Continue to advance!!!"

Emperor Ao's eyes were about to burst.

Not willing to give in, not willing to give in!

What can be done now is to take advantage of this environment and force promotion!

The ancient emperor is not the only one who is outstanding, the other emperors' descendants are not much different, they just need one more.

Let the eleven emperors be the eleven emperors, they are better than the ten emperors!

Amidst His roar, the person currently holding the source of pollution is a ninth-level soul demon species!

"My name is Ban, I want to be the new emperor, Zhang..."

Activate your origin and step into promotion!

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is very ugly.

Logically speaking, even if their qualifications are not as good as those of Ming and Wu, they still cannot try to advance to become emperors.

But it really happened suddenly, coupled with the continuous changes...

Psychologically, morale was severely affected.

In reality, one after another failed, and the abyss fell into silence.

This was just for Black Yaori's sake, so he moved at least twice.

Under normal circumstances, the will of the abyss would not make sense!

The back molar teeth of the alien named Madara were almost broken. No matter how much he resonated with his origin, he just couldn't get any further.

The pain of seeing a treasure in hand but not being able to use it is naturally devastating.

"You can't change to the next one!"

"What are you stunned for? Don't waste time!"

The other alien species urged, but it no longer hesitated and could only throw it to another ninth-level creature not far away.

Again, this is the situation. If it has to hold the source in its hands, it will make the abyss even more difficult in the future. Just say that now, other ninth-level people who are eyeing it can come up and tear it alive.

"My name is called, I want to be the new emperor, palm..."

The second alien grasped the origin and began to try to advance.

Unsurprisingly.

No response means no response.

"Damn it!!!"

Its body expanded, and it constantly adjusted its aura to resonate with it. After a while, it was unable to give up, "No, it can't be done at all! This origin still has some traces of the ancient emperor and Ming. Even if the will of the abyss gives a little response and help, I can do it." See hope.”

"Then change to the next one!"

"hurry up!"

Many alien species continued to urge.

So this origin, passed through his hands several times, kept coming to the hands of one ninth-level alien creature after another.

In fact, other emperors or major forces are also somewhat prepared.

If the underworld fails to advance, they can send someone to take over the source and achieve the advancement.

Fantasy is fantasy, and we are encountering this situation now... There is no big difference between preparing in advance and not preparing in advance.

No matter how talented you are, you just can't wake up the abyss of despair that's already approaching.

Tried again and again with no success.

The mood of the aliens gradually fell to the bottom. No matter who got the source, they were no longer as happy as before.

Even irritability, anger and various emotions echoed between them.

"Old antiques, it seems that your new emperor will not be able to come out. You should keep this origin and absorb it yourself, hahahaha."

After observing for such a period of time and confirming that the Eleventh Emperor had no tendency to take shape at all, the Nightmare Lord was in a good mood.

"My name is Yu, I want to be the new emperor, palm..."

Suddenly, a ninth-level alien grasped the source, and the entire abyss seemed to tremble.

The Lord of Nightmares paused slightly as he prepared to leave.

It's a pity... Abyss really just "trembled" and didn't give any further response.

"Goodbye emperors, we look forward to our next battle."

The Lord of Nightmares was completely relieved, and several of the Supreme Beings began to retreat outwards.

"It's time for us to go."

Charming God sighed slightly and no longer paid attention to this battlefield.

The origins are still changing, and the aliens are even fighting.

Angry, crazy, unwilling...

In this confrontation, both sides paid a heavy price, but there is no doubt that the price of the abyss is even more tragic.

"I want to be the emperor!!"

"Go away, let me try!"

Angry curses came and went, and the precious source was thrown around.

Hold on to the source, try, fail, give to the next one.

Again and again, round after round.

In fact, they have already accepted their fate in their hearts, and they are just having a last-ditch attempt.

Just throwing it around.

Suddenly, a white palm held it.

The five fingers with clear joints are not big, but they freeze the origin of the big group.

"Oh?"

There was a soft cry, and the whole place was silent.

Yes.

The sound that covered the entire dark and broken land fell into silence.

It was like the extremely noisy street, and the mute button was pressed in an instant, leaving only his soft moan.

Swish-! ! !

Ten emperors, four supreme ones, all looked at him in unison!

Charming God also turned around.

Her pupils dilated little by little, and the shock and bewilderment in her eyes soon spread to her entire face.

"impossible……"

Her pink lips were slightly opened, and her head was buzzing.

The next second, she wasn't the only one... everyone heard a buzzing explosion!

The huge battlefield echoed with a voice, the only voice...

"My name is Jiang, today..."

In an instant, the abyss trembled crazily, and the golden sun and dazzling darkness rose into the sky, rolling into a sky full of blue color!

"Today - I want to be the new emperor."

The new emperor begins his promotion!