If hazy chaos hadn't enveloped the starry sky at this moment, the force would have shattered the northwest corner of Yongzhou Continent.

Ancestor Xuantian, this old and sick man, still has a slight cough at this moment.

The Mushu crutch in his hand turned into a towering sacred tree, and its countless roots turned into tentacles, grabbing towards the Mark of Chaos.

Then, he received intensive care from the other three.

The emperor's tree was beaten so hard that it cracked and splinters flew from the branches.

Ancestor Xuantian also coughed up blood and spurted out blood, and had to step aside.

…

"Ahem..."

The fight was going on in full swing, and Li Shenzhi below was also feeling very uncomfortable at the moment.

Like a headless fly, it was swept everywhere by the surging energy, unable to control itself at all.

If this continues, once thrown into the Emperor Zun battle circle, he will be the first to die.

"It's going to take blood."

Seeing a sharp piece of space debris coming towards him, Li Shen tried his best but only moved his body.

"puff."

The sharp edge of space passed along his left shoulder and cut his arm diagonally from his shoulder.

Soon enough, he caught the flying left arm with his right hand and pinned it on his shoulder.

Although it can be derived from flesh and blood, it is faster to install it this way.

After a collision, Li Shenzhi finally fell from a high altitude and hit the dragon scale.

The huge dragon scale is about a corner, cut out from the northwest of Yongzhou, pointing slightly diagonally towards the starry sky.

"...Pfft...Ahem...Being a dragon must be honest. Without me, where would the flesh and blood of so many Emperors come from..."

Leaning on a mountain ridge on the dragon scale, Li Shenzhi looked at the sky.

The sky in the northwest of Yongzhou has been completely broken by the four emperors.

The four emperors are like four blazing suns, surrounding the blue divine sun, constantly colliding with each other.

They all want to catch the Cyan God Sun, but no matter who takes the first move, they will be attacked by the others.

While the four emperors were fighting, their eyes showed anxiety. Taking the Mark of Chaos into their hands and running away was the right way. The longer it took, the more dangerous it would be.

If someone more powerful comes, nothing will happen to them.

The Mark of Chaos will be more attractive to those Four Tribulations Emperors.

"You Ming, you have crossed the line!"

Ancestor Xuantian, whose beard and hair were dancing wildly, was the first to speak.

This sentence directly aroused the echo of Emperor Kong Kong and Holy Emperor Yangming.

The Mark of Chaos should not be associated with You Ming.

The Celestial Race exclusively occupies a secret palace of the True Dragon, and relies on its powerful power to exclude other forces.

Now come and seize this supreme secret.

My uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't either.

Damn it, let’s do You Ming first.

Before the three ancestors of Xuantian could take action, Immortal Emperor Youming directly formed a defensive shield around him.

A blur of stars enveloped him, surrounded by six layers of halo.

Then, three unparalleled attacks hit the stars from three directions.

The six-fold halo exploded, and the energy attack hit the stars, but was blocked by 70%.

Youming let out a long roar, and the starlight on his body gradually shrank and turned into a star bead.

This is his natal imperial weapon, the Meteor Star Bead. After years of cultivation, its soul has reached the level of the Second Tribulation Emperor.

But compared to the opportunity to be promoted to the Fourth Tribulation, You Ming made the choice without hesitation.

Buzz!

The Meteor Star Bead was sacrificed by Immortal Emperor Youming. A weapon spirit that looked almost similar to him stood on the Star Bead, exuding a destructive aura.

"go!"

You Ming Qiang ordered the soul of the Star Bead to self-destruct, and he grabbed it towards the Mark of Chaos.
Chapter completed!