Mysterious Human Race Emperor

He has no doubt that the cultivation of the person in front of him is even higher than himself!However, how can there be such a strong person in this world?

Zi Xianyun looked at the man in white with a hint of surprise.

Could it be that he is also from this world?Moreover, listening to his words, it seems that I know myself well...

"Aren't you a person on the road to becoming an immortal, are you a powerhouse in this world?"

"How is it possible? In this world, it is impossible for someone to break through to the Emperor Realm!"

The magic tree man, unbelievable, roared with a hint of madness: "Who are you!!"

"My name is Emperor Ye Tian."

The man in white opened his mouth lightly, but there was an endless power of heaven, as if he was the master of this world and could command the heavens.

A billowing sound from the sky, mighty in all directions, spread all over the earth, and Dabi fell to Huangquan.

"Extraterritorial Emperor Realm, Starry Sky Battle!!".

Chapter 51 The protector of the human race, Emperor Ye Tian!

"No... nothing more..."

"Lian'er, don't sleep, open your eyes!"

"Why! God, do you want to exterminate the human race?"

"Remember! My human race is immortal, and there will be an emperor in the future, - go collect this blood debt!"

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Among the hundreds of billions of human races in this turbulent world, some people knelt on the ground and prayed to God; some people pointed to the sky and cursed their fate;

Bones are everywhere, rivers of blood flow, gloomy clouds and grievances are roaring into the sky!

One city after another has become a dead place, and one sect after another has turned into a big tomb. I don’t know how many people died, as if it could fill the entire hell.

This is tragic like never before!

On this day, the blood is stained, and the sky is red!

This day was called by later generations... the day of imperial chaos!

"Without the Emperor Realm, what do you have to contend with me? Today, you and the human race are doomed to perish!"

A dark red magic vine that reaches the sky and the ground and is surrounded by magic fog, tens of thousands of meters high, with countless sharp needles growing on its body, and accompanied by pale white flowers. Among the blooming flowers, there are gloomy faces.At this time, many grimaces spoke at the same time, full of jokes.

In front of him, among the millions of corpses, a figure struggled to get up from the pile of corpses.

He held a broken sword in his hand, and his eyes were filled with boundless hatred. He looked at the magic vine, "What if you are an emperor? I, Huaxia, as long as there is one person who doesn't die, in the future, I will be able to kill you all!"

"How dare you be so arrogant? Laugh at this emperor!"

The magic vine seemed to have heard the funniest joke, laughing hugely and twisting his body, his voice was harsh, and it looked very terrifying.

"He is amazing for eternity, and he is the unparalleled person in the human race!"

Another Chinese man stood up and said decisively.

An old Chinese man roared, "Wait! In the future, he alone will be able to kill everyone!"

Heaven and earth, the wind is Xiaoxiao.

A beautiful woman in a long blue coat and blue silk like water, as picturesque as she is, with a graceful figure, she walked slowly, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens exiled, but she also had a fighting spirit that was soaring to the sky.

"Why are you here?"

When they saw the woman, some people were shocked.

She used to be the ancestor of the human race in myths and legends, who created people from clay, smelted stones to mend the sky, and enlightened the wilderness!Huaxia, who doesn't know her?

"I can't sit back and watch, my compatriots are being slaughtered, but they survive."

The woman's jade face was cold and stern, with a hatred, disdainful of the magic vine, and said coldly: "You said that Huaxia is a lower clan? In my opinion, you are just a creeping tiger turned into a spirit."

"I call myself extraordinary, but I'm just one step ahead on the path of cultivation!"

Xuanyuan was dressed in golden armor, his black hair was flying, and he was carrying a golden long sword.

"Let's fight! Even if I lose, what should I be afraid of?"

A burly man wearing a horned helmet and black iron armor, holding a big axe, his breath is vigorous, like a demon king, he roars, and the emperor is not afraid.

"The Tao is here, what's the point of dying?"

A young man riding a green ox spoke calmly, without rushing, with a natural verve of the Great Dao.

"war!"

"war!"

At this time, one after another figure came from a distance, fighting intent rushed into the sky, roaring terrifyingly.

They are only in the realm of kings, but they are still not afraid of the realm of emperors, dare to scold, dare to fight!

"Nuwa, Xuanyuan, Chiyou, Li Er, Shennong, Fuxi... all are my ancient ancestors of China! Even in the realm of emperors, China has no fear!" Some Chinese people shouted with tears in their eyes.

"It's all... Heavenly Realm!?"