"Or why it's said that he is the Ancestor of Heaven, his vision is high." Ye Chen laughed, not shocked at all by this strange thing.

After he finished speaking, he saw the changes of the world and the rumbling sounds again, and suddenly it shook the eternal blue sky.

With him as the center, there are thunder raging in the east, southeast, northeast, west, southwest, northwest and south, in all directions.

Thunder and lightning strands intertwined and merged into a domineering vague figure, lingering thunder.

Such a strange situation was not only the people from all directions to cultivate, but even the eight tribes in the prehistoric world were all surprised, with their eyes slightly narrowed.

Everyone's eyes were looking at the domineering figure.

For some reason, their breath made people tremble. It was the power of the Supreme Emperor, and the world was trembling.

"Eight Lords, I really respect me." Ye Chen looked stern, and suddenly opened his body and stuffed elixirs into his mouth frantically.

As a tribulation person, he knew better than anyone present that the so-called divine tribulation has not been completed, and the next step is the real divine punishment, which is even more scary than thunder.

That was the law of the Emperor's Dao. He wanted to fight the young emperor. He had experienced such disasters more than once.

When he advanced to the imperial realm, he was fighting against the young Empress Donghua.

When you advance to the quasi-saint, you will fight the Holy Emperor and the Dragon Emperor of Taixu.

When they advanced to the saints, they were fighting against the Golden Crow Emperor, Kunpeng Emperor, Qilin Emperor and Xuanwu Emperor.

This quasi-saint king catastrophe is obviously the eight young emperors.

He must have understood that every time he reaches the level of the Gentleman, the body of the Emperor's Law will be multiplied, one becomes two, two becomes master, and the four becomes eight.

If he had expected that, when he advanced to the Holy King, the young emperor who had to resist alone would be sixteen.

This means that God wants him to... pick up the 130 Emperors of Xuanhuang one by one, and then it will be over.

"Look, I'm showing my true face." When Ye Chen was so distressed, someone shouted, attracting all his attention.

Looking at the void sky from afar, the vague figure in the eastern world first revealed its true appearance. It was a majestic figure, shining with its emperor, and its divine eyes were filled with the sky and the earth.

He is like the ruler of the world, overlooking the common people, with ancient visions intertwined, and it is a vast land with a fierce beast standing tall and strong, and the laws of the emperor's way are above the great way.

"That...that's...the Great Emperor Qiongqi?" The quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi clan took a step back, his eyes highlighted, his pupils tightened, and he looked at the man in disbelief. He was exactly the same as the stone statue of the Great Emperor standing in the Qiongqi ancestral land.

"Tao...Taotie Emperor." The other party also had a shocked voice, which came from the Taotie clan, from the Taotie quasi-emperor, his old body trembled and stared at the man in disbelief.

In the West, that is the Taotie Emperor. To be more precise, it should be the young Taotie Emperor, with a figure like an eight thousand feet tall and a vast emperor, looking down on the world.

"Southern, is that Emperor Baiwu?" Some of the people of the Baiwu tribe exclaimed, their tone trembling, staring at the south.

Yes, that is indeed the emperor of the Biao and the clan. The inheritance of the imperial Tao has shook the past and present. Although others stood there, they still stood on the long river of time. A pair of emperor eyes, ancient and vicissitudes, can penetrate the chaos and universe at one glance.

Behind him was also a vast land, a shackle roaring in the sky, shaking the eternal sky.

"The one in the north is the Ghost Emperor of our clan." The Ghost Emperor's Quasi-Emperor Sect trembled with excitement. In an instant, they almost led their clan members to kneel down.

The emperor's heroic posture is like a towering monument in the world, with the lingering light of the emperor's path, and the intimidating eyes hurt. The supreme majesty comes from the trembling of the soul.

"In the northeast, the Emperor of Tengshe from the Tengshe lineage!"

"In the northwest, the Scorpio Emperor, after thousands of years, he has finally met the Emperor of our clan. We are the supreme honor."

"In the southeast, the Armadillo Emperor, the king who ruled all spirits."

"In the southwest, the Emperor of Jinqian, who appears in the world again, is he going to lead Jinqian and dominate the heavens again?"

Suddenly sounded one after another, resounding throughout the Western Desert.

The eight tribes of the prehistoric world, from the quasi-emperor level to the heavenly realm level, were crying in silence, and they were so excited that they could see their own supreme. The state of mind was imagined.

When I looked at the cultivators from all directions, my expressions were wonderful enough. I stared at me in a daze, and my eyes were filled with awe.

"The heavenly tribulation of Qiongqi, Emperor Baiwu, Emperor Taotie, Emperor Tengshe, Emperor Armadillo, Emperor Jinni, Emperor Ghost and Emperor Scorpio, Emperor Chen Ye, led to the laws of the eight emperors, which was really against the will of heaven." The soul of the Jiuxiao Zhenren couldn't help but tremble.

"This lineup is even more like the saint robbery that Ye Chen had in the Southern Region in the past!" The old quasi-emperor grinned and was shocked.

"All of them are from the prehistoric tribes. All the prehistoric eight tribes present have a share without exception. Is this a coincidence?"

"That boy named Chen Ye is even more scary than Ye Chen!" The little monkey emperor swallowed his saliva, "Do you want to be so arrogant?"

"Even if he dies in the hands of the Eight Emperors, he is enough to be proud." Emperor Nan took a deep breath, shocked to the point of being shocked. He was also a genius, and he had not even led to a law emperor.

"He has such a high talent, he must die and must not stay." The ancestor Yan Tian shouted loudly, his face was hideous and terrifying.

His words awakened the eight tribes of the prehistoric world, and all escaped from their excitement, and their eyes turned scarlet.

Their faces were even more ferocious than the ancestor Yantian.

This should be an irony. The emperors of the eight tribes were all among them, but they were attracted by Chen Ye's heavenly tribulation. As the inheritance of the imperial Tao, they did not have such honor.

This is a shame. Their arrogance was completely trampled on at this moment. Ye Chen no longer despised to regard them as opponents. His opponent was their ancestor emperor.

This is a kind of overlooking the creatures in the world, just like the emperor overlooking the world. Now he is already in comparison with their emperor.

"He must die." The eight tribes of the prehistoric world gritted their teeth, and their terrifying murderous intent could not be curbed at this moment.

Once a monster like Ye Chen is given enough worldly growth, it will be a great tyrant for the great tribe. For the great tribes of the world, it will be a huge disaster and must not be kept.

"You have to fight to the death." Ye Chen was careless and his combat power reached its peak instantly. Many forbidden methods were also activated.

After fighting, the Lingxiao Xianque was the Lingxiao, and the Nine Nether Yellow Springs were the ones who had already realized that the other party was a young emperor, and they were invincible at the same level, so they could only fight to the death.

A young emperor of the same level as him would have to pick eight emperors. In this battle, he might have killed the heavens.

But he was not afraid, and he believed that he was invincible. The battle for the emperor's power and the holy body were to create a world. He had not returned to his hometown yet, so how could he die here? This is his belief.

"Eight Lords, although they were surprised, they were also expected." In the Forgetful River, the King of Heaven stood and smiled leisurely.

"In this scene, seeing the eight little guys from the past is really a memory." Grandma Meng smiled with vicissitudes.

"This era is indeed extraordinary." Voices came from the East Wilderness Purgatory, the Underworld of the Southern Region, the Northern Mountain Huangquan and the Zhongzhou Tianxu all seemed to know Ye Chen's identity.

"It's really lively with eight." On the Netherworld, the Emperor of the Underworld was also watching. The Emperor's state of mind was also sighing, "Your Holy Body lineage is stronger than the next generation!"

"He is worthy of being the strongest and most amazing, no one." Beside him, Di Huang smiled slightly, feeling relieved.

The sky and earth in the Western Desert were shaking and collapsed in an instant. They could not withstand the pressure of the Eight Emperors. Narcissism was rampant and chaos.

The flying imperial law makes everything in the world become false. In their respective eras, the Eight Emperors were all the masters of heaven and earth, and no one would be weaker than anyone else. The imperial myth is still passed down today, and this posture has reappeared and trembled forever.

"I respect eight ancestors. This battle has nothing to do with the grudges of the future generations. God wants me to die. I want me to live, so it is so simple." Ye Chen's words were plain and his expression was calm.

As his words fell, a dazzling divine light rushed away from his heavenly spirit, poking a big hole into the sky, and the eternal thunder sounded rumbling again.

His form changed, his white hair turned into blond hair, dyed with golden light, his holy body shone with divine light, like gold melting, a pair of dazzling golden eyes encapsulating the heavens.

This time, there will be no longer any quasi-imperial soldiers to help him. He will have as much combat power as he has. He is a real deity.
Chapter completed!