Painting of the Nine Immortals

Tianyu cracked, the earth collapsed, and the whole Qiankun was trembling.

Although the five emperors have given up their pride and determined to merge, their strength is still exclusive.

After all, this is the same level of power, even if the two are in harmony, it is difficult, let alone as many as five.

The consequence of forced integration is the collapse of mountains and rivers and the discoloration of the world.

Fortunately, the heart of the five gods is alive, and they converge as much as possible without harming the world.

However, the aftermath still caused Qingyun's masses to spray blood.

Even Lingxian, the indestructible body, also appeared scars.

However, the Scarlet Sky was safe and sound, although it was a little dim, but there were no cracks.

This made Lingxian look a little bit dignified, knowing that only by consolidating the complete God Emperor's avatar can it be possible to confront the upcoming ancestor.

"I don't know if the emperors will succeed ..."

The old man in Jinpao was restless, as were the others.

From the moment when the will of the Emperor God awakened, the integration process was beyond their control. All they could do was pray.

"Five drops of real blood, and each drop has only 20% strength, which adds up to exactly 10%."

"That is to say, the feet are condensed into the emperor's avatar, but the focus is on whether they can be successfully integrated."

"The Emperor Gods are all invincible. The strength is at the same level. It is too difficult to integrate."

Ling Xian moved her gaze to the sky, her eyes were full of dignity.

I saw the boulevard roaring, the light was shining, five drops of real blood collided with each other, and the aftermath shuddered.

They collided again and again, but separated again and again, and they never really merged.

This made everyone anxious, especially when the blood-scarred silk cocoon appeared cracks, and it was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious.

Ling Xian was also very anxious.

The cocoon cracked means that the ancestors will come out. If the emperor's avatar cannot be united before then, everyone here will set foot on Huangquan.

Even if he had the physical body of the peak of the eighth state at this moment, he could not resist.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Ling Xian stared at five drops of real blood, anxious and hopeful.

Under the eyes of his hopeful eyes, the true blood of the Emperor Yun and Qin Huang finally merged together.

Although three drops of blood remain, the fusion of real blood has 40% strength, and the fusion of real blood with only 20% strength is undoubtedly a lot easier.

Therefore, everyone was happy, but the next moment, they turned to worry.

I saw the cracks of the blood-colored silk cocoon widen, and an earth-shattering momentum swept through, even if it was separated by a layer of sky, even if it was far away, it also caused everyone to spray blood wildly.

Compared to the might of the Emperor, this power may not be more powerful, but it is more domineering and more fierce!

Not only did the crowds turn their blood and blood, they were also frightened by their souls, all looking pale and trembling.

"Well, I'm afraid that in a few moments, the ancestor's avatar will appear ..."

Ling Xian sighed softly, but she had no choice but to pray for the success of the integration and the success.

boom!

With a loud noise, the blood of the emperor was fused, and the real blood after the birth was more powerful!

At the same time, the cracks of the cocoons were also a little larger, and the terror and demon power made everyone tremble.

"Race against time, let it go."

Ling Xian sighed, Rao was anxious with his calmness.

Others felt that their hearts were all together.

There is no way. If the current situation is likened to a chase battle, then the former ancestor is the lead of the ancestors, and the latter one is surpassed by the emperor. Later, he was surpassed by the sacred ancestors, and it was repeated over and over again. It was impossible to determine who would succeed first.

As a result, everyone was extremely nervous.

At this time, the true blood of the evil emperor was successfully fused, leaving only the final emperor's blood.

This made everyone cheer for joy. When they wanted to come, the God Emperor's clone would first condense and form, and would smash the cocoons.

However, Ling Xian did not think so.

He looked dignified, felt alive from the scarlet cocoons, and ... rejoiced.

This feeling changed his face, tearing the void, and taking everyone back thousands of miles away.

"My son, you are ..."

Everyone was puzzled, but the next moment, they understood.

"Hahaha, although it's just a clone, I'm gloomy, and finally landed on this land!"

With an unscrupulous laugh, the cocoon was completely cracked, and the sky was broken.

After that, a supreme magic shadow emerged from the world, and the boulevard suddenly roared, and the heavens collapsed!

At the same time, the sky rained red, crying, and wailing.

Obviously, this man is God tolerant, but he is helpless.

"It really is you ..."

Ling Xian's face was gloomy. Although the man was shrouded in black mist, the familiar atmosphere made him sure for the first time. This is the supreme existence that has dealt with him several times!

"It's me, boy who has done me badly twice, and you will disappear completely after today."

The gloom and majesty are like prison, the eyes are like swords, and the void is broken and everyone coughs up blood.

Although Ling Xian's physical body at this moment was the peerless Tianjiao, his soul couldn't make a fake. Therefore, You Shen recognized him for the first time.

"I can break you once, I can break you a second time, and this time is no exception."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold and electric. Although his gaze was broken in many places, his clothes were red with blood. However, he looked at him without fear.

Because he is proud, he doesn't want to retreat, and he can't retreat!

"I admire those who are proud, but unfortunately, you are using the wrong object for your proud."

The gloomy eyes were cold, glanced at the sky, and laughed, "It's a very strong breath. If you successfully integrate, even I will feel trouble. Unfortunately, you are one step late, so your way will end here."

The words fell, he blasted into the sky with one palm, trying to annihilate the real blood.

However, it exploded on the flesh and blood.

This flesh and blood body is Ling Xian.

He knew that the true blood of the Emperor could not be lost, so he took a step ahead and lay in front of You Shen.

When he was hit with a palm, his chest collapsed and blood spewed wildly.

You Shen is too powerful, although it has only 30% of the body's combat power, it also has the power to surpass the eighth realm.

Even if Ling Xian possesses the physical body of the eighth state peak, it can't be blocked, and it is quite incredible that she can't die.

"You are so brave." You glanced coldly, revealing murderous power.

"My courage has always been great, don't forget, I have beaten you with mushrooms."

Ling Xianqiang laughed, and the blood couldn't stop flowing, and it seemed that he was extremely embarrassed.

But in the eyes of everyone, he deserves respect and fear.

The former is because he forgot to die, guarding the last hope of Xuanwu continent. The latter is because he dared to provoke gloomy!

How strong the gloom is, everyone doesn't know, but being able to slap Ling Xian's chest with one palm is enough to prove that he is an irresistible existence.

However, Ling Xian dares to provoke. What kind of courage is this?

"you wanna die!"

You were so angry that the most humiliating thing in his life was being beaten by mushrooms. Right now, Ling Xian's old matter is re-introduced, naturally making him angry!

"Three times two bad things happened to me. Today, I want you to lose your soul!"