Fusion Overlord at the beginning, kill the enemy and become stronger

Chapter 507 Opening of Emperor Cheng's Battlefield

Somewhere in the upper reaches of the Styx, on an island.

In the sky, a number of saints came coercingly and suppressed a Shura Sect affiliated family on the island. One of them said indifferently: "Hand over the sacred artifact on the island, and you will live. If not, Nether Island will be destroyed today!"

The saint is coercive, mighty, and crushed.

Several supreme beings on the island are all flustered.

"Without the protection of Asura Sect, these forces really won't let us go easily. They have come to snatch our holy artifact."

"Damn, it's troublesome now."

"Will the underworld have time to support?"

"The emperor of the underworld is the strongest in the underworld, but I have never heard of how many strong people there are in the underworld, and the emperor of the underworld is only one person. I am afraid that he will not be able to do it. Now, we in Nether Island may be doomed. "

Just when everyone on Nether Island fell into panic.

not far away.

An old woman walked slowly with a cane in her hand.

The water of the Styx River was tumbling endlessly all around, but it couldn't hurt the old woman in the slightest.

moment.

The old woman set foot on Nether Island.

Many people were attracted by her, especially the ghost saints in the air stared at each other coldly, feeling a faint threat from each other.

Where is this master?
"Old fellow, report your name!"

A young ghost saint glanced at the old woman and snorted coldly.

The old woman raised her eyes slightly, and then pointed her crutch lightly at the other party. In an instant, an incomparable ghostly aura surged out.

The face of the young ghost saint changed drastically, and he wanted to resist.

But he couldn't stop it at all.

In front of this force, the original power he was so proud of was as fragile as paper, torn apart in the blink of an eye.

boom!
There is no suspense.

The young ghost saint was hit by the ghost energy, and his soul burst into pieces instantly.

Seeing this, the other ghost saints shrank their pupils.

"Holy King!"

The old woman in front of her was actually a rare holy king.

"Young people these days really have no education at all, and they don't know how to respect the elderly at all." The old woman said lightly.

And everyone also understood that they and others had encountered a difficult problem.

"Who is the senior?"

"Meng Po of the old man's underworld, this Nether Island is now a subsidiary force of my underworld, should you leave by yourself, or should the old man send you away?" The old woman, that is, Meng Po, said calmly.

But there was an undeniable meaning in his tone.

Hearing the words, the ghost saints trembled slightly.

This holy king is actually from the underworld!

Except for the Son of Heaven.

There is still a holy king level in the underworld!
Facing Po Meng, they have no chance of winning, so how dare they stay.

"I'll wait to leave."

After speaking, he immediately ran away in embarrassment with his tail between his legs.

"Thank you senior for taking the shot."

Everyone on Nether Island hurriedly thanked Po Meng.

Granny Meng glanced at them, and said calmly: "It's just an inspection in the name of the emperor. Next, I have to go to the next place, so I won't stay."

Then, she took out a bell and threw it to everyone on Nether Island.

"This thing is called the Wangyou Bell. If you encounter an irresistible disaster, you can ring it, and the old body will feel it." After she finished speaking, she disappeared.

Everyone took the bell carefully, not daring to neglect it.

"Congratulations to send the seniors."

They looked at each other in dismay, all showing the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"I didn't expect that there are such strong people in the underworld. It's really great."

"The Underworld will be a better shelter than the Asura Sect."

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the other side.

In a valley somewhere in the upper reaches of the River Styx.

A tall figure wielded a big knife, and the ghost energy surged and boundlessly, blasting several ghost saints one by one.

"This Valley of Burying Souls is already the territory of my underworld. Anyone who dares to covet the treasures in the valley will have trouble with my underworld. Do you want to seek death?"

The tall figure laughed.

"Okay, okay, what a hell, I didn't expect to hide a top powerhouse like you. It seems that your background is far beyond our imagination."

"Oh, your imagination is too bad."

"What's your name, dare to report it!"

"Listen well, I am King Yama of the Underworld!"

King Yama let out a roar, and the ghostly aura shook ninety thousand li.

All the ghost cultivators only felt their heads buzzing, and what was more, they were so shocked that they knelt on the ground directly, with deep horror in their eyes.

"What a Great King Yama, this cultivation level is not inferior to the Holy King!"

Several ghost saints had no choice but to leave.

The underworld powerhouses were dispatched to take over the affiliated forces of the Shura Sect.

And those forces that were about to make a move were all deterred and did not dare to act rashly again. It was also this time that they clearly realized that besides the Emperor of the Underworld, there are many powerful people in the Underworld, and their backgrounds are extremely terrifying.

Time passed.

The underworld's process of receiving the affiliated forces of the Asura Sect was extremely smooth.

The underworld also took advantage of the trend to advance to the upper reaches.

To replace Shurazong and become one of the new four giants, and even because of the existence of the emperor of the underworld, there is a faint momentum of being the leader of the four giants.

And the Styx is surging.

The sun is not peaceful either.

The Emperor Cheng battlefield is about to open, and the forces of all parties are shocked.

All the ancient forces have emerged one after another, trying to compete for the chance to become emperor.

Heavenly Court, Immortal Court, Demon Saint Palace, all the ancient families, races, and even Tianji Pavilion sent people to act, trying to enter the battlefield of Emperor Cheng.

The struggle between the forces of all parties has also stopped.

The battlefield of ten thousand realms fell into an unprecedented calm.

But everyone knows that this calm is only short-lived, just the calm before the storm. Once the Chengdi battlefield is fully opened, this calm will be completely broken, and an unprecedented struggle will also come.

Within the fairy garden.

Gu Changkong sat cross-legged, surrounded by celestial radiance, dazzling.

If Xu Qianqiu were here, he would definitely find that Gu Changkong's aura is more vigorous than when he fought in Tianjue Peak.

Faintly, he already possessed the might of an emperor.

If it is said that the previous Gu Changkong was only one step away from Chengdi.

The current Gu Changkong is only half a step away from Chengdi.

"The Chengdi battlefield is about to open, and the chance of becoming an emperor is very important to me, and I can't miss it." Gu Changkong murmured.

He has been looking forward to becoming emperor for countless years.

Now, the opportunity has appeared.

Even if he gave everything he had, he would fight for it!
And, he also has enormous self-confidence.

"Now, Xu Qianqiu is missing, and the ancient dragon of Taixu is also dead. There are only a handful of people who can compete with me in the battlefield of ten thousand realms. The only one worthy of fear is Xing Tian, ​​the quasi-emperor who killed the ancient dragon of Taixu in the court... "

Gu Changkong thought to himself.

In the past, Xing Tian beheaded the ancient dragon of Taixu, shocking the battlefield.

He was also taken aback.

Unexpectedly, there are such masters hidden in the heavenly court.

But he is not afraid now.

After his battle with Xu Qianqiu, he has learned a lot, his strength has improved compared to before, and with many emperor soldiers in his hands, even if he faces the emperor, he has the confidence to fight with him. A quasi-emperor is not something to be afraid of.

The opportunity to become emperor must belong to him!
Just as Gu Changkong was thinking this way, the battlefield of ten thousand realms shook again, and there was endless vitality surging in the sky above the battlefield, and billions of auspicious lights sprinkled from it, accompanied by the golden rain falling on the earth, and everything revived.

In the vitality, a golden vortex suddenly appeared.

Among them, the coercion circulates, faintly revealing the majesty of the emperor.

Countless powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Worlds Battlefield all soared into the sky.

They looked at the golden vortex, and there was a lot of fanaticism in their eyes.

Chengdi Battlefield is officially open!
(End of this chapter)