The Demon Emperor of the Perfect World

"I go!"

Hao Feng spoke indifferently and stepped into the alchemy furnace.

As the son of the Wushang Imperial Clan, in this life, Hao Feng has not taken anyone seriously except He Wushuang, a disciple of the Kundi Ancient Clan.

Not to mention a mere ant that is slightly larger than the nine heavens and ten earths.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even be interested in taking action.

But this man had the ability to kill me, and he crossed two major realms to kill his brother. This man was qualified to die in his hands.

The immortal imperial brand on the arm is activated.

Holding a bronze halberd, his body is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks.

When Hao Feng came into the alchemy furnace, he regretted his decision. This was the extremely yin universe, a void space without even the stars, sun or moon.

This place is absorbing his magic power all the time.

Can't even stop it!

"No! This is not the place..."

"Your Highness Wushuang, save me! Lu is a despicable villain. He used the innate killing array to ambush His Highness Liu Xiaodi and my clan's Ling Hong. Ah... no! He also has the Immortal King's magic weapon. Your Highness Wushuang, save me and Emperor Haofeng..."

Just as Haofeng realized something was wrong, he heard the roar of Que Yi.

Now, no matter how stupid he was, he understood that this was a trap!

It is a conspiracy of the Cricket Ancestors, a traitor race in the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Zhi Yi! Zhi Zu! I am disturbing you..."

He was furious and didn't want to care about Lu anymore. He immediately ran out for his life, but found that he couldn't escape no matter what.

He Wushuang frowned.

Han Ming, Chi Gu and Kong Tuo, three supreme powerful men, were sent out.

"You guys go too!"

"Your Highness Wushuang, it's too strong to kill this traitor, you come too!"

"Humph, Haofeng has the blood mark of the Wushang Emperor Clan. With the three of them, plus you and Haofeng, the five supreme beings will be more than enough to take down Luchuo!"

He Wushuang was not afraid and looked very calm.

He also realized that something was wrong, but whether it was because of his trust in his compatriots or his own dignity, he disdained to join others in attacking one person.

As a disciple of Kundi, he couldn't afford to lose face.

But it was his pride that saved him.

"Alas! What a pity... Kundi, this disciple, will not be fooled!"

A hint of regret appeared in Que Yi's indifferent eyes.

Afterwards, the indifferent gaze disappeared, and Zhuo Yi, like Zhuo Hong, opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and instantly revealed a look of fear.

"Ancestor, why is this happening? Ancestor, I don't want to die... Why are you doing this?"

"Because, my Cricket Clan is the people of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. When we are alive, we are the people of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and when we die, we are the ghosts of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. I am one of the Ten Evils, and you are also the descendants of the Ten Evils. It is only natural that you sacrifice your lives for your homeland!"

The voice of Cricket Ancestor sounded in Cricket Yi's heart.

"No! Ancestor, I am willing to return to my homeland with you and kill the foreigners. I would rather die on the battlefield and shed my last drop of blood than die in such a miserable way!"

After learning the truth, Qie Yi looked determined.

But Zhu Zu still had no intention of saving him.

"Who says that dying on the battlefield is loyalty? Who says that standing in the light is a hero? Wherever you die, there you will be buried. As long as you face the light and defend your country, you are still a hero!"

The voice of Cricket Ancestor sounded for the last time. No matter how much Cricket Yi called out or begged for mercy, there was no response.

In reluctance and fear, Zhui Yi also knew his own fate!

In the Chiyang world on the other side of the alchemy furnace.

The breath of Yutian rose rapidly, reaching the late stage, perfection, peak, extreme state... transcendence, until the world made a muffled sound and the entire alchemy furnace vibrated.

Yutian broke through the first realm of escape and ascended to the ultimate realm of humanity. He could be crowned emperor in the nine heavens and ten earths and be respected as an ancestor in the world.

After nineteen years of practice, today at the age of twenty-five, Yutian becomes the Supreme!

In the alchemy furnace space, the laws are intertwined and the great ways resonate. Behind the rainy day, the eight wings of light and darkness stretch out, covering the star fields in all directions. The long hair is untied and scattered, and the nine-colored talisman between the eyebrows becomes a mark of the Tao.

"Daoguo, accomplished!"

Yutian waved his hand, and the Tao and the laws in his palm merged. A miniature man similar to him broke out of the shell and merged with his body and soul.

"Perhaps, it's time to go out and survive the tribulation!"

At this moment, he discovered that the Cricket Clan's time magic appeared in front of him. In this way, except for the Ten Evils and Nine Nether Beasts' magic, all of Yutian's magic was gathered.

This is another great favor from the cricket ancestor.

"I thank you for your kindness, Senior. When I become stronger, I will definitely take you and Cricket Ancestor home and help Cricket Ancestor clear his name! Senior and the Cricket Clan... do not let down our hometown!"

The Cricket Ancestor did not show up, not even a shadow.

But the cricket tribe’s base is far away in the depths of a foreign land.

Zhu Que looked up at the sky. Across billions of miles of star fields, Zhu Que heard Yu Tian's words and it seemed as if he saw Yu Tian's high-spirited self.

But there was only a gloom in his old eyes.

"Go home? Unfortunately, I can't go back..."

Soon, he collected himself and became teary-eyed.

"The Cricket Ancestor lives up to his hometown!"

Even though he could not see Yutian because he was discovered by the Immortal King due to his precautions, he could still sense Yutian's existence with the help of his natal magic weapon.

He felt nothing but relief and satisfaction towards this genius whom he had never met and the seed of hope for the whole world.

"Good boy! You are worthy of being the one who killed kings and geniuses. You killed people in foreign lands who dared not join the army. You made these arrogant geniuses spread the word: 'It is easy to defeat the nine heavens, but it is difficult to defeat the devil lord'. If there were no follow-up arrangements, the previous six people would not be enough to help you improve!"

Just when the rainy day became supreme.

The entire nine heavens and ten earths felt it. In the ancient fairyland far away in the uninhabited area of ​​​​Three Thousand Daozhou, rain fell from the sky, and the erosion of magic power disappeared. Everyone felt that the ancient fairyland was recovering and a world consciousness was born.

Tianshen Academy, Jietian Dao, Butian Dao:

The War Goddess, the Dragon Bird Girl, Yu Zimo, the Witch, Yuechan... all felt their lives sublimating. The War Goddess, Yuechan, Qingyi all felt the blood mark being born in the fetuses in their wombs.

Including Xiao Yuxuan, who was already a graceful young lady at the age of eleven in the Three Thousand Daozhou Immortal Ancients, with a tall and slender figure and a beautiful figure, and had a nine-color rune mark of bloodline born on her forehead.

hum…

Boom!

As the alchemy furnace trembled, as soon as the rain appeared, a strange phenomenon of heavenly calamity occurred. The nine heavens and ten earths were stunned, the armies of all races and religions cried for joy, the foreign lands were horrified, and He Wushuang's face was extremely gloomy.

The cricket clan's most precious treasure not only failed to kill the enemy, but also harmed the emperor clan's genius, and actually helped Lu become the supreme being.

"Cricket tribe!!"

He Wushuang roared in shock and anger.

"Cricket Ancestor!"

Wushang, who was at the foreign border, was also extremely angry despite the abyss and the boundary wall between them.

But their voices were only heard by themselves.

Not a single bit of it was leaked out.

"Calm down!"

Suddenly, a man appeared behind Wushang. It was the drunkard in white that Yutian had seen in Ningchuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

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I saw him lying on his side in the void in a casual and carefree manner.

He gulped down drinks from time to time.

"I calm you down!"

Wu Shang cursed loudly. He only wanted to kill Zhu Zu and nothing else.

"Look at you, you're anxious again! You and this army, I'll exile you for half a century!"

The drunkard in white laughed.

He raised his head and glanced at the Cricket Ancestor across billions of miles of galaxies, his eyes filled with complexity.

He secretly reminded Cricket Ancestor to run away, but when the huge space rift opened across the domain, Cricket Ancestor hid after taking a look and did not lead his tribe into it.

According to what he muttered to himself, he was already tired and had no intention of returning to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths alive. Instead, he would rather die and endure humiliation, and wanted to stay on the enemy's side and continue to do something for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"The insolent criminals should be executed!"

The words of the drunkard in white made Wushang very angry. He picked up the bronze halberd and immediately slashed at the drunkard.

clang!

The crisp sound of metal was heard. Facing Wushang's attack that could easily destroy two parallel universes, the drunkard in white simply waved his hand and blocked it with his wine gourd.

Wushang's attack didn't even cause a trace of aftermath.

"who are you?"

Wushang was shocked. This person's strength was beyond his imagination. He was even stronger than the supreme immortal giant Kundi.

Could it be the Immortal King Emperor Light of the Sea Realm?

"Emperor, or ancestor worship!"

emperor?!!

"Impossible! Who are you?"

Wushang’s eyelids twitched and he shouted in disbelief.

"You speak wildly, refuse to bow to the emperor, and still have so many questions...Stop!"

The drunkard controlled the range, and with a light wave of his sleeves, he blasted open the long river of time and Wushang's clone of time in this enclosed small universe.

From a seed, to an embryo, a baby, a teenager...until now.

It is like a cone of time light. The years without sorrow are densely packed, and every moment appears at this moment, arranged in parallel in a cone or shuttle shape.

"If you had not been involved in karma and needed to be used as a whetstone, you would have long since perished in the eons, your reincarnation path cut off and your true spirit difficult to survive! Go back and imprison yourself for half a century, or choose to let me exile you!"

The drunkard snapped his fingers and merged the images of Wushang's clones in different time periods into one, allowing him to recover.

As soon as he recovered, Wushang ran away with fear in his eyes, sweating coldly, without looking back.

This man is the emperor, and he is used as a whetstone, saying that he is subject to karma and there is no way he can win. Even if he is destined to not be able to escape, he can only run.

He ran to the depths of the sea and hid himself, never to come out again.

This is the only solution Wushang can think of now.

"Humph! You're running away without making a decision. How stubborn!"

The drunkard in white snorted coldly, twisted his middle finger and thumb, and rubbed open the dimensions of the world, revealing a causal tree rooted in trillions of galaxies and the heavens and all worlds. He picked up an insignificant bunch of causal lines among them and pulled Wushang.

Wushang roared in despair.

"Quenti, come and save me! Chi Wang, save me! An Lan, come quickly!"

Oh? Force Wang Anlan?

The drunkard in white feels a bit interesting.

Wushang’s message to Anlan was not cut off.

But only An Lan could hear it.

Following Wushang's voice.

There was a roar from within the Anlan Ancient Realm.

"Wushang, have you met someone? No matter who comes to invade my realm, I, An Lan, will make him come in vertically and leave horizontally!"

With a Chifeng spear in his left hand and an immortal shield in his right hand, he crotch-ridden a golden-backed bull pulling an ancient chariot.

An Lan drove the chariot and set foot on the ancient starry road. He saw Wushang running for his life, but was pulled back mysteriously. His legs were moving forward, but he was walking backward.

He frowned.

He looked at the man in white behind Wushang.

"roll!"

The drunkard in white just said the word "get out", and it broke the ancient starry sky road, and the long river of time was boiling.

"Hey, good!"

An Lan grabbed the reins, turned around and ran back along the same path desperately.

While running, he was still shouting:

"Don't come, Yu Tuo, run!"

PS——In the next chapter, since the Demon Lord is born, why is there no one to be unparalleled?

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