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Chapter 391: Eternal Catastrophe(1/2)

The King of Nothingness?

what is that?

What is the first generation of the Emperor-defying Son?

Old man, is he an ancient corpse from ten thousand years ago?

So, so terrible!

"Nine Holy Lords...Nine Holy Lords!" The ancient corpse, the first generation of the Emperor, had its mouth and eyes closed, but there was a majestic voice coming out.

Su Yu was shocked, that was the voice of the soul!

"Since you are dead, why bother to be born! Being reduced to dust for a lifetime is your final destination!" The Nine Holy Lords turned to face the King of the Void Realm.

The two faced each other, and a stormy wave of destructive aura swept over them.

Shengying Shengjun and others are like mortals in the middle of a tsunami.

"Hurry up!" The Holy Eagle God roared. The two great gods were fighting, and they couldn't get involved at all.

Whizzing--

The Nine Holy Lords had no time to care, and stared at the corpse of the King of Nothingness.

boom--

Shengying Shengjun and others fled tens of thousands of miles.

A wave of destructive air came from behind, reaching in a radiating pattern!

Mountains and rivers are destroyed, and all living things are extinct.

It was devastated and turned into scorched ruins.

puff--

The two admirals were annihilated in ashes.

Ling Xiaotian vomited blood and flew backwards.

The Holy Lord Condor groaned, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

The aftermath tens of thousands of miles away was so devastating.

How terrifying is the center of the battle between the two?

"Welcome to the Holy Lord Condor!"

Suddenly, a group of red-clothed guards flew out from the forest. They rushed over in surprise. After looking at the group of people escorting Ling Xiaotian, they knelt down to greet them.

Shenying's face darkened, and he was indeed discovered.

Ling Xiaotian can no longer be killed!

With strong murderous intentions, the Holy Eagle God looked behind him in fear and said hastily: "Quickly leave!"

Half a day later.

In a scorched ruin.

The King of the Void Realm, the first generation of Emperor Defiant, stood quietly in the center of the ruins.

The Nine Holy Lords are nowhere to be seen.

Buzz buzz——

Suddenly, a huge ship suddenly appeared from a state of nothingness.

That is an ancient battleship hundreds of thousands of miles long!

It was so dark that it seemed to block out the sky and the sun.

The sky and the earth turned black.

That huge body is like an island in the vast sea.

The difference is that this battleship is floating in the air.

Whoosh——

At the bottom of the battleship, light flashed and several figures descended.

Zi Donglai, Lin Yunhe, and a middle-aged man with a yellow face.

Behind them, there are several young people.

Chongluan, Jiang Mufei, and... Ziyunxiang!

"Thank you very much for your help, Kaiou. Please return to your throne." Everyone bowed to the ancient corpse.

Whoosh——

The corpse disappeared and entered the battleship.

"The return of the realm king to guard the sky godship and protect all living beings on the mainland is truly a blessing to the mainland." The yellow-faced middle-aged man sighed.

Lin Yunhe's eyes showed worry: "The True Dragon Continent has gone through several catastrophes, but the Realm King has never been born. Why did he appear in the world only after this catastrophe? I'm worried that this catastrophe is comparable to the catastrophe of eternity."

These words made the atmosphere on the field suddenly tense.

The death and birth of a realm king must mean the coming of eternal catastrophe.

Thousands of years ago, the King of Kai died in a catastrophe.

Ten thousand years later, if the remaining soul is dead, how can it protect the mainland?

Compared with their judgment of the catastrophe, Ziyunxiang looked anxious: "Father, where is Yinyu?"

In the anxiety, there is a hint of sadness.

Chong Luan also had a look of shame in his eyes: "In the disaster at Fengming Pavilion, my disciples are weak and unable to turn the tide. Seeing Yin Yu being taken away, I cannot escape the blame."

If Su Yu were here, he would definitely understand why Chongluan and Jiang Mufei, after being put under house arrest, showed up at the Fengming Conference and took the initiative to fight for honor for the completely changed Shentian Mansion.

Because, they are looking for Zi Donglai in Fengming Pavilion!

Ziyunxiang, as usual, found Zidonglai.

"We are late." Zi Donglai sighed: "The Fengming Pavilion was in disaster, and the Sky Divine Ship arrived too late."

"From the battle just now, it seems that the Divine Eagle Saint has taken Ling Xiaotian away, but Su Yu has never been seen..." Zi Donglai did not finish.

Turning around, he patted Zi Yunxiang on the shoulder and sighed: "You will remember this kindness forever."

Su Yu's injuries in Fengming Pavilion were already incurable, and after half a month, he was probably already extinct.

"No!" Zi Yunxiang lamented, her heart was torn apart.

Fengmingbao said goodbye, looked at each other and smiled, it was actually a farewell.

She still has many things to say, many favors to repay, and many unfinished friendships...

Unable to accept the reality of Su Yu's death, Zi Yunxiang's eyes turned black and she fainted on the spot.

Zi Donglai's heart moved slightly and he supported Zi Yunxiang.

Lin Yunhe also had a face full of nostalgia and sighed softly: "We have been apart for many years, and we are already separated by death... I would also like to ask him to consider entering the weapon refining profession again..."

A trace of loneliness, a trace of sadness, and an old face emerge.

The yellow-faced middle-aged people lamented together: "It is indeed a pity that a generation of rebels has fallen like this. It is pitiful and pitiful."

Suddenly, the yellow-faced middle-aged man said curiously: "However, his origin is quite intriguing."

"Shenyue Island is where our True Dragon Continent and the nine dragon veins are located, but a son who defies the emperor is born there. It is really unbelievable."

Su Yu's life experience has been investigated clearly by the Tiandao Alliance.

Zi Donglai also lost his mind for a while: "Yes, who would have thought that Yinyu is a disciple of a little-known sect from the Baiyu Alliance!"

Chongluan felt even more admiration: "I have been taught by the Palace Master since I was a child, but I am not as good as the disciples who came out of the sea, where even the Holy King could not be born. I really feel ashamed of the Palace Master's teachings."

In response to this, Zi Donglai shook his head: "What is given by destiny cannot be forced."

"Yin Yu, no, Su Yu is dead. Tell the world. Even if the mythical king of the Northern Continent dies, he should not be lost in the dust."

Even after his death, he should get the fame he deserves.

..

Mid-continent, central.

The magnificent buildings stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Billions of warriors gathered among them.

The world's talents and countless strong men gather here.

A towering mountain reaches straight into the sky.

Countless magnificent buildings surround the giant peak like stars over the moon.

Everyone who looked at him was in awe.
To be continued...
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