God-level Punishment System

"What I do to him will naturally do to you. You will know it soon."

Emperor Fuxixi said indifferently, "You hurt Tianhe so badly, and you will be full of resentment during your future cultivation. Even if you don't care anymore, it's impossible to have the slightest influence."

"What the **** is it, your upper realm, to kill the lower realm, not only has to shut down these six reincarnations, but also slaughter all living creatures. Don't talk to me, you have to reopen the lower realm and cultivate a lower realm under your control.

"Isn't this reason enough?" Zuozu sneered. "The lower realm is so filthy. Wouldn't it be better to reopen a world as a place for our cultivation? I can use you to do any experiment. You will not have any Why is it so troublesome like this?"

The Emperor Xi shouted, "This kind of thing that is meaningless to you, to the beast ancestors, and false reasons, can be used to deceive the people below. It is used to tell me, do you think I will believe?"

"Hehe," Zuozu sneered, "I don't care if you believe it or not, since it's here, don't even think about leaving, stay here, your body is used for refining, it must be extraordinary, just right, my corpse army, It’s up to you to take the lead."

Fuxi glanced at the bottom indifferently. Even though the bottom was so cruel, he didn't show any impatient expression, "Want to refine my corpse to look below? Do you really dare?"

"Do you really dare?"

This sentence reverberated in this high altitude, unending for a long time, and was shocking.

"The son of Suiren, created the innate gossip **** shape," Zuzu murmured, and a drop of green, corpse-like water suddenly appeared on the fingertips of his right hand, and he shot it directly at Emperor Fuxixi.

This drop of corpse oil, seemingly insipid, was thrown by the corpse ancestor at will.

But the look of Emperor Xi became serious in an instant.

After arriving at [Biqudao www.biqudao.xyz] their realm, fighting rarely lasts for a long time.

On the contrary, it often happens, within a few tricks, a matter of life and death.

Therefore, Zuzu’s move has nothing to do with temptation.

This body of his, I don't know how long it has been in a deep sleep. In the extremely long time, this corpse oil is the product of countless years brewing in it.

It is something that will no longer appear when it is used up.

Its value and preciousness are no less than a powerful co-host device, and even worse.

Even if it is as powerful as a corpse ancestor, the amount of corpse oil that can condense in the body will not exceed ten drops.

This casual blow was enough to kill countless ancestors in seconds, and easily killed a common master, that is, beast ancestors and others, and they did not dare to touch them easily.

However, in the face of such a blow, Emperor Fuxixi stood there and took out a piece of rag from his arms.

The cloth is bunched together, like a wrapper on the mummy's body, in tatters and ugly.

After Emperor Fuxixi took it out, he flicked in the air, and the cloth spread out. The three to five meters long cloth instantly wrapped him in.

There are still many blood stains on the big cloth.

That drop of corpse oil, just tick like that, dripping onto the big cloth.

Pouch.

A small hole appeared in the cloth.

Afterwards, the corpse oil turned into a drop of stain and stained the big cloth, staining a small area.

But Emperor Fuxixi did not change his expression at all, standing still.

"Suiren's shroud?" Ziezu's eyes bloomed with divine electricity, staring at the rag in the hands of Emperor Xi.

The Suiren clan is the number one in the generation on earth, reaching the realm of the four ancestors, and even stronger by three points.

His achievements and legendary deeds can't be said for three days and three nights.

And it is rumored that after his death, he wrapped his body in a piece of rags and exiled to the edge of the endless universe.

That rag has been with him all his life and has extraordinary power.

Today, unexpectedly, it appeared in the hands of Emperor Fuxixi.

This kind of shroud can be imagined for the pertinence and restraint of the ancestors.

In other words, from another perspective, the effect of such a shroud on the ancestor of the corpse, what kind of power it will produce when it falls into the hands of the ancestor of the corpse, is also predictable.

You know, the Suijin clan is among the three emperors, but it is called the emperor. He is the strongest among the three emperors of heaven, earth and man.

The brilliance in Ziezu's eyes cannot be concealed.

Emperor Fuxixi saw all this in his eyes, and the gossip under his feet revolved, not knowing what he was thinking.

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In ancient China, in addition to the three emperors, there were also five emperors.

The five emperors of the three emperors and five emperors are the Yellow Emperor, Zhuan Xu, Emperor Xu, Yao, and Shun.

Each of the five emperors led an era. When the human race was weak, they rose up and led the human race to break new ground.

Great achievements, needless to say, Chinese descendants, can not forget.

At this moment, outside the pseudo-world, the five emperors are all gathered here, with the Yellow Emperor as the leader, who bears the serious injuries against the spirit ancestors.

Among the Five Emperors, the Yellow Emperor is the most unique.

In the records of Chinese classics, more than once, someone listed the Yellow Emperor as the three emperors, replacing the Suiren clan.

Separate the Suiren clan into another category.

This not only shows the uniqueness of the Suiren clan, but also shows that the Huangdi is powerful and supernatural enough to be among the three emperors and qualified.

At this moment, the five emperors stood side by side, all wearing yellow clothes and crowns, that kind of domineering demeanor, even in the starry sky, also let this bright starry sky lose its color.

Let the nebula be shocked and stop circulating.

The Yellow Emperor is an infinitely close to the four ancestors realm, but the other four emperors did not initially enter the co-lord realm until this time they awoke.

Whether the five of them will be the opponents of the ancestors of the spirits is still unknown.

The duel in this peak, outside of another six reincarnation, began.

The ancestors of the spirit of heaven and earth, that kind of meticulous control, is detached from the outside, and is at the forefront of the past.

Fighting against Lingzu is actually aggrieved and painful. Perhaps Lingzu is not so bloodthirsty and belligerent, but this battle is by no means easy, and it is in danger of losing his life at any time.

When they stood together, in this universe, the figures and voices of the four Holy Spirits also resounded thoroughly.

The tens of thousands of miles-long real dragon travels through the stars, colliding with the beast ancestors, the dragon's tail lashes out, collapses in the void, and battles the beast ancestors.

The white tiger and the sky are very high, and the tiger's claws are sticking out, and the sharpness is far beyond ordinary co-hosts.

The phoenix got the soul of the Vermillion Bird, and within a short time, it could barely display the main combat power, and the fire of immortality rose up, steaming towards the beast ancestor.

On the other hand, Xuanwu stood on the sidelines, stepping forward from time to time, blocking the attack for the three holy spirits, and the cooperation between the four holy spirits was extremely close.

Suddenly, the wind did not fall.