After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 133 When I took my imperial body back then, did you ever think about today?

Xia Qingyang was so angry that the duck he got flew away. The Void Cauldron was originally his must-have, but who knew that Xia Ming was such a monster, and he was actually the Ninth Heaven Rank Martial Emperor.

With the Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperor and the divine weapon, he is basically invincible.

There is no way for him to continue to spend it in the Emperor Dragon Terrace, it will only waste his aura in vain.

And he could feel that the Void Cauldron wasn't the only power that Xia Ming showed.

It seemed that he was hiding some terrifying ultimate move.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingyang stopped insisting. After all, he is also a person who attaches great importance to blood.

Xia Ming's surname is Xia, and he is also the current emperor of Xia.

Moreover, he was only five thousand years old and already became the ninth level Martial Emperor of the Heaven Rank.

Such a terrifying talent is the most likely person among them to become a warrior.

Thinking about it this way, Xia Qingyang felt much better.

Even if he really wins the Void Cauldron, it will only change the probability of becoming a Valkyrie from [-]% to [-]%.

As for Xia Ming...he felt that he was at least [-]% sure.

"Xia Ming! You can't count in this battle. You can win the ancestor because of the Void Cauldron. This doesn't comply with the rules!"

But at this moment, Xia Ming suddenly came out, pointing at Xia Ming's angry voice.

"Without the Void Cauldron, it is impossible for you to be the ancestor's opponent. With such a means to win, all the ancestors will not agree!"

"You must take out the Void Cauldron, and you have to compete with the ancestor again, otherwise no one will convince you!"

He turned his head to look at the other Xia Emperors, trying to resonate with them.

Xia Tian gritted his teeth desperately, staring at Xia Ming with incomparable resentment.

A Heaven Rank Ninth Layer Martial Emperor might have nothing to do with Xia Ming, but if all the Xia Emperors present join forces, even if Xia Ming has a divine weapon, there is only one way to die!
When the Ninth, Tenth, No.11 and Twelfth Emperor Xia heard the words, a greedy light flashed in their eyes, but they couldn't help frowning in the next second.

Seeing that the seventh and eighth emperors of Xia did not move, they did not express their position for a while.

Yes, everyone wants the artifact, but they have already lost in the previous game, so it is meaningless to fight for it now.

What's more... They quickly thought of what Xia Qingyang could think of.

Xia Ming at this time is really too dazzling, and the possibility of the Great Xia Empire becoming God's Domain in the future may really be on him alone.

After thinking about it, these people made the same choice as Xia Qingyang.

"Everyone, ancestors, how do you..."

Seeing that the previous Xia emperors were silent, Xia Tian was stunned.

This is not the same as what he planned. It stands to reason that if the top ten Xia emperors join forces, how could Xia Ming be able to resist it?

At that time, wouldn't Xia Ming have to obediently hand over the Void Cauldron?
Although he thought so, it was a pity that not everyone was as dark and selfish as him.

Most of the previous Xia emperors were still facing the Xia family and the Great Xia Empire.

If Xia Tian becomes a Valkyrie in the future, they will also be able to receive guidance.

And as elders, they wouldn't feel so much pressure to communicate with Xia Ming.

After Xia Ming showed his incredible strength, talent, and luck, these successive Emperors of Xia had unknowingly changed their mentality.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about you."

Xia Ming on the Dilong Terrace, his expression turned cold all of a sudden, he also stepped over from the Dilong Terrace, approaching Xia Ming step by step.

Xia Ming's pupils shrank, and infinite fear suddenly surged in his heart.

What he did to Xia Ming before kept popping up in his mind.

Using the blood sacrifice of living people, he joined forces with Emperor Wu of the Lingxiao Pavilion to arrange an evil formation.

Using secret techniques to deprive him of his imperial body and drive him to the Zhantian Dynasty.

During the second closed-door retreat that Emperor Xia agreed to, he joined forces with the Twelve Emperors to go to the Zhantian Dynasty, and crushed Xia Ming's dantian...

These images flashed through his mind frame by frame.

Looking at Xia Ming who was getting closer, unconsciously, Xia Ming's legs began to shake.

"What are you going to do? The competition between us is over, Emperor Xia is also yours, so what do you want!"

Xia Ming didn't speak, the only response to Xia Ming's order was the endless killing intent erupting from Xia Ming's body!
Seeing that Xia Ming was about to make a move, Xia Donghai finally couldn't help it, and he shouted.

"Xiaming, you have already surpassed all the ancestors and become the current Emperor Xia. Are you going to violate the precepts of your ancestors in front of everyone today and kill your younger brother with your own hands?"

Xia Ming turned to look at him, his eyes were cold, as if looking at a stranger.

"Yes, the Xia family has an ancestral precept that, except for competition between Emperor Xia, one must not kill each other."

"But who told you that I'm going to kill him?"

Xia Ming looked at Xia Donghai's word for word, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became cold to zero.

Suddenly, Xia Ming moved, he suddenly flashed in front of Xia Ming, then stretched out his right hand, pinching his neck tightly.

And his other hand was placed on his dantian, and the terrifying power of the void condensed in his palm.

At this moment, everyone could see what Xia Ming was going to do.

"Father, ancestors, save me!"

Xia Ming suddenly became terrified, he had already lost the position of Emperor Xia, and he could no longer lose his strength!

"I can't become a useless person, please!"

He turned his head and shouted hoarsely to Xia Donghai with difficulty.

"Tianming, forget it."

Looking at this scene, Xia Qingyang couldn't help but sighed and said: "Our Great Xia Empire will lose one Martial Emperor, and our strength will be weaker. Tianming is already a seventh-level Martial Emperor at the earth level. I believe that if you give him a period of time, he will soon Able to break through to the Heaven Rank Martial Emperor."

"If such a powerful warrior is abolished, it will be a big loss to our Great Xia Empire."

"The old man was joking."

Xia Ming couldn't help but sneered a few times. He still respected Xia Qingyang, but he couldn't hold back Xia Ming.

"In the past, my realm was the ninth level of the heavenly rank, and my strength was only stronger than him, but in the end I was still framed by his design, and my realm slipped all the way to the last Martial King."

"With my mortal body, I can return to the realm of Emperor Wu."

"He still has the body of the Great Emperor on his body. Could it be that he can't come back from cultivation?"

Xia Qingyang's words made Xia Qingyang speechless.

He sighed, knowing that Xia Ming had made up his mind, so he stopped persuading him.

"No, no, you can't abolish me, I can compensate you, as long as it is what I have, I can compensate you with anything!"

Seeing that the ancestor no longer cared about him, Xia Tian's life suddenly became anxious, his knees softened, and he even knelt on the ground to beg Xia Ming for mercy.

Spineless and without dignity.

"That's what you said."

What responded to him was Xia Ming's voice without the slightest emotion.

"Stab!"

In the next second, Xia Ming's left hand plunged into Xia Ming's abdomen, and then he pulled out a crystal and dark extraordinary thing.

"Then take this as compensation." Xia Ming condescendingly looked at Xia Ming, showing a cruel smile.

(End of this chapter)