Chen Feihan arrived in an instant, pinching the God and Demon Seal with his hands, like a God and Demon.

"I can be so strong, he will blame you!"

“…”

Is this human words?

Zi Xiao wanted to roar, but was hit hard by the God and Demon Seal and sealed it directly into Chen Feihan.

"Dog god!"

Chen Feihan spit out a mouthful of blood foam and cursed to the sky to vent his anger.

And at this moment.

What Ning Su and the others saw was the figure of the young man who was dyed with blood but still in a peerless style!

Although they are powerful people in the celestial realm, fighting Chen Feihan is just like fighting at this moment.

However, Chen Feihan killed Zixiao whom they could not kill!

They probably will never forget this scene in many years!

"The body is like a dragon, and the mind is like fire! A hundred years later, our human race will probably produce a peerless powerful man!"

The spirit of the altar was filled with reassurance and stunning eyes.

Then!

The last glory began to burn in the eyes of the altar spirit, looking at the remaining evil soul!

"You guys go and bury Zixiao too!"

The altar is so rude.

"No..." The evil spirits screamed in horror and wanted to resist, but were scared by the scene when Chen Feihan killed Zi Xiao.

With the cooperation of Ning Su and the others, all the evil spirits were killed by the altar spirit!

And the next moment.

The altar spirit controlled the stone statue of Yangdi and walked into Chen Feihan's mother altar.

The small body of the Tan Ling flew to Chen Feihan, but it looked so dull.

"If the altar of the righteous path is about to be destroyed, this stone statue of the Great Emperor will lose its due immortality and light.

But let it stand on your mother's altar and witness your future glory."

Tan Ling said softly.

Chen Feihan: "..."

He was actually quite frustrated when he looked at the altar spirit, but the altar spirit was about to dissipate, which made him unable to say a word.

"Emperor Yang is the last emperor in ancient times. He was thinking about how to continue the Taoist rule of the human race until his death, but the path of the human race emperor became increasingly difficult, and the emperor finally passed away regretfully."

"But if the Emperor had a spirit in heaven, he would definitely see you with this stone statue.

I believe that you will definitely make the Emperor happy in the future.”

The voice of the altar spirit became a little erratic, but the expression was very free and easy.

He was once a candlelight in front of the Great Emperor's Palace. Because the Great Emperor had a spirit, although he was not a human race, he claimed to be a human race and had been guarding the human race all his life, and he was worthy of the human race.

Death... For the altar spirit, it is just that the lamp is turned off and he follows the emperor.

“It is my honor to meet you before I die.

I have been unable to wait for the emperor to come for 30,000 years in the past, and the human race will usher in a catastrophe again! I hope you can stand up and become the new emperor of the human race!”

“You are great, kid.

No matter what the outcome is, I believe that the human race will be proud of you..."

The altar spirit stretched out his little hand, as if he wanted to touch Chen Feihan, but when he stretched out half, it turned into light and quietly dissipated.

Chen Feihan stretched out his hand, as if he had grabbed the altar spirit.

When the wind blew, Chen Feihan seemed to hear the gratifying and hearty laughter of the Tan Ling.

The hair is charming.

Chen Feihan looked up at the stone statue of Emperor Yang that was beginning to become mottled, and felt the vicissitudes of time and the heaviness of history.
Chapter completed!