Chapter 207 Hunting Beirut

Emperor Zun's Jedi blow was too terrifying, a green cauldron directly killed dozens of Dark Supremes who were watching, and instantly became the most ruthless person since ancient times!

I'm afraid there is no one who has killed more supreme beings than him~
In response to that sentence, it may not be the emperor who killed the Supreme, but someone else.

It is precisely because of his green tripod that completely emptied the entire universe and shocked the entire universe. No one dared to come forward to watch, and hid outside a few star fields, not daring to approach at all.

No one knew what happened in the middle, they could only vaguely sense the changes in the two people's aura.

Emperor Zun's aura is gradually exhausting, but on the contrary, Zhao Jie's aura is constantly expanding, and the immortal substance on his body increases visible to the naked eye, and even becomes richer.

In this poor lower universe, if you want to collect immortal matter, you can only do it bit by bit, at least it takes millions of years to accumulate, it is not as easy as Zhao Jie.

The slumped Emperor looked at Zhao Jie whose aura was soaring, and couldn't help laughing, "One life becomes a fairy, one life becomes a fairy, this world is so unfair, hahaha..."

The world is so unfair.

People in the fairyland can live forever without any effort, and they are born with a golden key.

These people are talented, all of them are incomparably evil, and they are all real immortals in the upper world, let alone longevity, but they were born in the wrong place, with humble backgrounds, and were imprisoned in this cage .

Who would be willing to commit such a heinous crime in the world of mortals?
I just want to... become a fairy!
Fairy!
I just want to go to a higher place... Take a look at the man the master said...

Emperor Zun's head fell slowly, his soul collapsed, the whole universe was shaken, and the sky rained layer upon layer of blood, and people in the entire universe felt inexplicably sad and sad.

This time it is not the fall of the Supreme, nor the fall of the Great Emperor, but the Red Dust Immortal!
Even if he died, this scene is not comparable to others.

Ye Fan stood far away and watched from a distance. He saw the blood rain all over the sky. This blood rain ignored the Tao and Dharma of everyone. They were just like ordinary people, obediently getting wet.

This made him silent for a long time, "Brother Zhao Jie, have you won?"

Di Yun, a vision of heaven and earth.

The Black Emperor couldn't help feeling sad, he died after cultivating to a level far surpassing that of the Great Emperor... Sigh...

"Hey, that's not right!"

The Black Emperor suddenly realized something was wrong, "The one who won was the Heavenly Emperor, why is he still there?"

Ye Fan stared, staring at the distance in a daze, because someone's fighting power was soaring.

"call!"

Zhao Jie took a wild breath, he was accepting Emperor Zun's hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation insights, and he kept swallowing them like jujubes whole, turning them into his own insights.

Fortunately, he is not far from the realm of Hongchenxian, otherwise he would have lost his mind after being washed away by so many cultivation insights.

Within a few breaths, the aura on Zhao Jie's body continued to skyrocket, and his body, which had reached its peak, underwent a qualitative leap and transformation.

Immediately afterwards, he received the real treasure from Emperor Zun.

That is the immortal substance collected bit by bit by Emperor Zun!
It can be seen everywhere in the fairyland, but in this broken universe, it takes millions of years to collect the immortal matter.

The world of mortals has become a fairy, and his combat power is comparable to that of a quasi-immortal king!

Zhao Jie took a deep breath, and the eternal and eternal breath spread from him one after another, filling the entire universe. If the Supreme survived by chance, he would definitely shout in surprise.

"Fairy!"

With the continuous injection of immortal matter, Zhao Jie felt that his body and soul had undergone a qualitative transformation, the imprint of Tianxin on his forehead was dimmed, and the myriad ways of the universe surrendered under his feet. When he glanced at it, the space was shattered. I saw the rolling river of time.

In the long river of time, the waves are turbulent, countless figures and pictures of people are passing by, and at the end of the river stands a figure, the figure is silent, standing there silently, as if endless waves have accumulated in front of it.

He alone blocked the long river of time!
shortage!
Zhao Jie withdrew his gaze, went down the long river of time, saw countless branches, and there were four blurred figures shaking there, as if they wanted to meet him, but there seemed to be infinite resistance between them, and it was hard to see. clear.

It should be Ye Fan, Wushi, and Ruthless who will become immortals in the future, and who is the other person?

Zhao Jie was surprised in his heart, and slowly withdrew his gaze. He heard a bell ringing, and the sound moved the heavens. He was very familiar with this sound, it was the bell without beginning.

Outside the endless void, three people were sitting there facing each other, two of them were acquaintances, Emperor Wushi and Emperor Immortal.

At this time, the Great Emperor Wushi was holding the Wushi Bell, and his expression was quite flat, but there were two panicked groups on the opposite side.

One without a beginning is so difficult, let alone a stronger one.

How is this played?
Zhao Jie watched quietly, he sensed Wu Shi Bell's call, and also sensed their location.

A small world outside the world of mortals.

No need for location and time, with the power of time, he can easily cross the world, come to the side of Emperor Wushi, go to fight against the Immortal Emperor, and go to the Immortal Realm.

But Zhao Jie didn't go.

Instead, he touched his forehead with his hand, and with a thought, the Tianxin imprint that he had dreamed of came out and shone brightly in his palm.

Zhao Jie couldn't help but sigh with emotion, planning for such a long time to testify to the Great Emperor, for the sake of the Tianxin imprint in the universe that shrouds the sky, unexpectedly a Emperor Zun popped up, it became a piece of chicken rib instead, it was useless.

The imprint of Tianxin is interspersed with the insights of countless great emperors. Originally, Zhao Jie wanted to use these insights to fuse and break through to the world of mortals, but he did not expect to get the insights of Emperor Zun's practice.

As the former emperors of two generations, Emperor Zun had already touched the mark of Tianxin cleanly. To put it bluntly, he could tell how many hairs grew all over his body.

Later, Emperor Zun's understanding of the Red Dust Immortal was far better than that of these great emperors, so it was naturally useless.

These are all cheap for Zhao Jie. As a Hongchen fairy who comes from behind, he naturally looks down on this Tianxin imprint.

Zhao Jie couldn't help but burst out laughing, this may be the imprint of Tianxin who lost his job the fastest, from when he became emperor to becoming a mortal fairy, it took only two or three days.

two or three days...

Zhao Jie slowly raised his hand, threw the mark of Tianxin into the void of the universe, and easily found out the blockade of the emperor's law on other people, giving them a chance to become emperor.

With his hands behind his back, he quietly looked at the Immortal Emperor and the Great Emperor Wushi, and then his figure gradually disintegrated and disappeared into this piece of heaven and earth.

Killing a mortal fairy, especially the best among them, would take hundreds or thousands of years at least.

Its so troublesome.

It's better to wait until he completes a big event.

That is~
Hunt Beirut! !

ps: 4000 two hundred words today.

(End of this chapter)

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