All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 138 The crisis that has to be faced
The Sword Emperor held his sword above him, and every time he took a step, the ground and even the entire space would shake violently.

The space solidified by the spirit power of the ghost master could not be blocked, but was dissolved by a strange force. Hundreds of millions of sword-shaped sword qi were restored to freedom, and the sword light was as innumerable as scales on the water surface, and it was gorgeous and beautiful.

In the end, the Sword Emperor held the Candle Yin Sword in one hand, and grabbed another sword hanging in the air with the other hand. With a flick of his wrist, the space shattered like a flame.

The Candle Yin sword stabs forward.

The other sword slashed straight down.

"Crash!"

Billions of sword-shaped sword qi surged away following the sword in his hand like a tornado with a diameter of one kilometer.

When had the devil master of the resentful ghost encountered such a strange thing, the sword was getting closer and closer, and a trace of distress could not help showing on his calm face, he didn't want to exert too much force at all.

He immediately squeezed the handprint, and the nine colors of light flashed in his eyes.

Turned into nine ghosts.

Each holds his own color, and in front of each of them condenses a talisman with the height of two people.

The blue ghost image emitted a bright blue light.

As soon as a hairline-sized crack appeared in the space, it quickly returned to its original state, flawless and stain-free, like a space-suppressing artifact.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

The tornado of Yidao sword energy collided with the nine-color talisman, making a huge impact sound.

But the talisman didn't last long, and it began to shatter gradually.

"How is this possible? Under the God Realm, someone can actually break through the nine lines in front of me. Unless... your sword is a fairy sword!" A look of shock appeared on the face of the Demon Lord Grudge, and the Sword Emperor stabbed The coming sword is already close at hand.

The sword light was dazzling, and there was a vast expanse of gold in front of him.

"Wow!"

A brilliant stream of light flashed across the side of the Demon Lord of Resentful Ghosts.

Tianhuang slashed with a sword!

"Ding!"

A sword cry came to an abrupt end.

A thick and powerful finger, like a black divine jade, pointed at the tip of the fairy sword.

The powerful finger strength and sword energy are vented in all directions.

Billions of sword-shaped sword qi turned into fog and dissipated in the sky.

The Sword Emperor who was standing behind the Demon Lord of the Resentful Ghost was sent flying out of the body, his eyes were full of astonishment.Who is it that can touch a fairy sword with bare hands.

The demon master of the resentful ghost had sharp eyes, and a ghost fire skeleton staff appeared in his hand. He waved it, and the spatial rules between heaven and earth flew towards him continuously.

As the Nine Demon Lords, respected by the monks of the Demon Race, the sword emperor's sword just dodged him, and the arrogance in his heart suddenly turned into anger.

"go with!"

The staff fell to the ground, and the darkness regularized into a majestic tide, rushing towards the Sword Emperor.

No matter how powerful the power of the sword is, as long as there are enough dark rules and the power of ghosts is strong enough, he believes it can still be broken.

With a bang, the power of space impacted on Sword Emperor, knocking him backwards and flying out.

There was a look of disdain on the face of the devil lord who resented the ghost: "I thought you were invincible, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

In the sky, rounds of blood-red scorching sun appeared.

Under the scorching sun, there stood two extremely powerful beings.

The first one is tall, like a mountain, wearing a dark red armor, and a black cloak that moves in the wind. It is seven or eight meters long.

The second one, with 36 blood wings, is like a layer of blood-red heaven and earth, covering the entire sky, with bright eyes, looking down.

Luo Fusang, wearing a crystal crown on his head, was tall and glamorous. He appeared in the cloud with a white-haired and black armored man from the Rakshasa tribe, behind the first man.

Luo Fusang's long hair was like a waterfall, his skin was like snow, and his voice was clear, he called out honestly: "Father."

"Ah."

The man in the dark red armor agreed lightly.

"Are you a ghost?"

The Sword Emperor looked at the man in front of him quite solemnly, and the sword in his hand tightened even more.

"Presumptuous, you can also call my father's name?"

Luo Fusang scolded, pink holy power surged in his eyes.

"The commander-in-chief of the demon race 30 years ago, the evil god of evil spirits."

Ning Wuying was recuperating, when he saw a figure appearing in the void, he muttered weakly.

With the arrival of the Shagui Demon King, the sky was full of demon clouds, the scorching sun was covered by dark clouds, and the human monks with a radius of thousands of miles were all restless.

On Modi Ridge, gusts of cold wind blew up, and the air of chaos flowed rapidly in the wind.

"The Sha ghost has awakened, the blood clan and the Raksha clan have formed an alliance, and the ghost clan and the Ming clan have joined forces. What are you waiting for?" Chi Di was a little excited and said loudly.

Hearing his reprimand, the Devil Emperor was no longer in the mood to play with the magic beads in his hands, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the method left by hell. This time, it is too difficult for the Qiankun Realm to break back."

Sanqing Taoist Temple
The peerless figure sitting on the ground had already stood up, surrounded by the clear light of heaven and earth, and the light of light was flowing.Every ray of brilliance contains the energy to destroy a state, it can disturb the void, and it can swallow light and darkness.

Daoist Sanqing sat cross-legged under a dead tree, with ruins behind him.

His face was full of helplessness and indignation.

All helplessness turned into a sigh.

He let out a long sigh, and his voice contained the loneliness and desolation that traveled through ancient and modern times.

Because of his sigh, the starry sky of trillions of miles around became bright and dark.

The hidden great figures Bing Dao Zhi Zun, Sha Po Di, Old Buddha... all the big figures in the Qiankun world all sensed the breath in Xingyao Sea that shocked them, and they were all moved.

Then, as if they had made an agreement, they set off to rush over at the same time.

"I lost this game of chess!"

The figure in white is very magnanimous, and the voice spans hundreds of millions of miles.

In the tone, there is no loneliness and depression, calm and indifferent.

The old Buddha frowned slightly, and saw his figure, but he could only see a glow, as gorgeous as a nebula.

The old Buddha's voice was vast, and he said: "How can there be a win or a loss? You see, although I am seriously injured, I am not at ease."

"You are optimistic."

Dao Sanqingdao said: "Tell the Red Emperor and the Devil Emperor that no matter what the outcome of the matter, I will not escape. I must take this pot! Farewell."

He waved his hand, and a wide and bright light path appeared under his feet, and he walked away quite freely, disappearing above the Taoist temple in an instant.

"I'll go too. My guilt is no lighter than yours. The survival of Qiankun Realm is imminent. At this critical moment, fighting for a chance is a chance."

The old Buddha turned over and landed on the back of a white crane mount, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand, shining brightly, and pinching the Sanskrit seal with the other hand, walking through the void.Even with his ability, he dare not say that he can deal with the four demon heads.

Xuetian, Curse Dove and Grudge's escape was not accidental, it was their dereliction of duty.

When passing by a ghost town on the border, the old Buddha waved his palm through the air.

This palm is the best in the world, cut through time and space, and surpassed all the demons in the city, leaving only golden lights shining.

The place where the white crane flows is full of starlight.

The Red Emperor glanced at the sky, and said: "The general trend cannot be done, everyone will go to Xingyao Sea."

True disciple Ji Changkong said: "We are leaving, what about the seal?"

"Seal? Today's matter cannot be solved by sealing. Shagui evil spirit has been born, Curse Jiu also escaped from Yu Sanqing's hands inexplicably, and the birth of the Nether Emperor may be just a short distance away. If there is no us, plus Nether Emperor, even if there are no other seals, we can't win."

Chidi's voice was calm on the surface, but it was actually a little cold.

"How is this ghost different from other demons?"

Ji Changkong was puzzled.

"He is the only devil who is still in the divine realm."

Chidi's eyes were filled with endless sorrow.

"Divine Realm?"

Ji Changkong exclaimed, she naturally knew the meaning of God Realm.

According to Master's words, five of the nine demon heads may have appeared now.

The fifth Nether Emperor is on the way to be unsealed?
"so what should I do now?"

Ji Changkong asked anxiously.

"Look at the sky."

Chi Di sighed and looked up at the sky.

Even though it was a long day, he could only see endless darkness.

(End of this chapter)