The Doomsday Lord let out a hoarse and weird laugh, the sky was about to burst, and the entire Guixu Land collapsed.

"Don't worry, a more cruel show is yet to come."

The face and figure of the Lord of the Doomsday are still hidden in the thick scarlet mist.

But it seemed that everyone could see his ferocious devil-like smile.

"All of you, please step aside. This is my stage alone. I am the playwright who will destroy the world, and I will bring an end to the world!"

The Lord of the Doomsday is intoxicated with this despair of all souls.

He went from being a mastermind behind the scenes to stepping onto the stage.

We must compose a script of turmoil and death for the creatures in the world!

The Immortal Emperor said nothing, silently recovering from his injuries.

To be honest, he does not have 100% trust in the Lord of the End of the World.

Therefore, he needs to recover from his injuries.

Even if he is as powerful as the Lord of Doomsday, Dark Truth, he will not despise a mythical emperor.

"Eternal Emperor, you lied to us!"

The ancestors of the Holy Spirit, the Emperor Yutian Lord, and the Heaven-killing Beast God had ugly expressions on their faces.

They are near-god-level existences, the most powerful ones at the pinnacle of the world.

To be deceived like this, I was treated like a tool.

This makes them feel so embarrassed, where can they put their face?

"What is cheating? This immortality sect cannot make people become immortals."

"When the time comes and the Lord of the End of the World informs you of the time and place when the true road to becoming an immortal begins, I will also tell you," said the Changsheng Emperor.

After hearing this, the faces of the Holy Spirit Ancestor and others looked a little better.

In this way, their efforts are not in vain.
Chapter completed!