The end of the world is dark, and the last ray of light is destroyed into ecstasy.

The Emperor of Heavenly Demon and the Divine Arrow of Thunder are reincarnated together.

Ye Chen vomited blood and almost fell down. The holy light was extremely annihilated, and the blood and bones were dripping, and the dazzling blood flowed all over the holy body.

The Demon Emperor also splattered blood in the starry sky, and even the imperial bones exploded. The dazzling imperial light was weathered by the years and wiped away by scars.

The peak attack of the Supreme Attack has no victory or defeat, only defeat or injury, and the traces of the valley in the body are indelible.

"Why, why are you still not dead?" The Demon Emperor roared, his eyes highlighted, covered with bloodshots.

He defeated the Holy Body again and again, but Ye Chen stood up again and again, as if he could not kill him.

The supreme emperor was also forced into madness.

Shame, great shame, and the emperor's face disappeared. The so-called glory and glory are all decorations.

"Even if you die, you will be taken to hell." Ye Chen's words were sonorous, and his immortal will created the belief of victory.

"Kill." The Demon Emperor roared and rushed over with his imperial sword in his hand.

"Fight." Ye Chen held Xuanyuan tightly, but instead advanced.

A supreme emperor staggered from east to west.

A great holy body staggered from west to east.

Every step of bloody footprints dragged the bloody body.

The two supreme masters are at the end of their power. Their qi and blood are dry, their magic power is gone, and even the fairy light that protects their bodies... is gone.

The emperor was carrying the glory of the emperor, and the holy body carried the pride of the holy body. He was on the road of conquest and charged to death.

The war has no more shocking fluctuations, but it is primitive and rough.

The Demon Emperor waved his sword and slashed a gully on the holy body.

Ye Chen's sword fell and cut a blood mark on the emperor's body.

If you chop me with a sword, I will kill you with one sword even if I die.

There is no defense or avoidance. All there is is only attacking and attacking, wielding the imperial sword frantically, tirelessly.

The battle between the Supreme and the Supreme is extremely bloody.

Who would have thought that a great emperor and a great holy body would fight so fiercely that it would be considered as if they had to kill the other party.

The holy bones and the emperor's blood intertwined, the emperor's bones and the holy blood were scattered, the blood fought against the bones, and the bones fought against the blood, and they were not willing to lose.

Another blow collision, the Xuanyuan Sword was shaken out.

It seemed to be more tired than Ye Chen, dispersed all the emperor's light and penetrated into the starry sky. The power of the extreme Taoist emperor also subsided to the extreme.

"Die!" The Demon Emperor smiled fiercely, holding the sword in both hands, tyrannically and bloodthirsty, and slashed Ye Chen on his shoulder with a sword.

"Give you a punch." Ye Chen roared, smashing the sternum of the Demon Emperor with one punch. The emperor's bones were like holy bones, and they were stained with blood and collapsed.

The Emperor's sword and the Holy Body's punch were severely damaged.

Ye Chen staggered, vomiting blood wildly, and almost fell down.

The Demon Emperor also retreated, and the Extreme Emperor Sword in his hand also fell off, contaminated with the Emperor's blood, and inserted it into the starry sky.

Both of them had dim eyes and were shaking. They couldn't stand steadily. They were so tired that they were about to fall down and they had to sleep for tens of millions of years.

"Kill." The Demon Emperor roared, dragging his bloody body toward Ye Chen, scattering his hair, like a demon.

"Fight." Ye Chen roared, limping, the strong holy body, tenacious and unyielding, and waved his bloody fist.

The final conquest of the two supreme emperors reflects the light of doomsday.

The Emperor staggered the Holy Body with one punch, and the Emperor staggered the Holy Body with one punch, and each punch seemed to have used all his strength.

After all, the Emperor fell down and had no more energy to stand up.

Ye Chen came staggeringly and stepped out a bloody road.

After three hundred years, he rode onto the Demon Emperor again, waved his bloody fist, and smashed it down.

"This punch has been wasted three hundred years of time for heaven."

"This punch pays homage to the great Chu to the soul of the dead in vain."

"This punch will bring me great scenery to the heavens."

Ye Chen punched and saw blood in his fist. The head of the Demon Emperor broke into pieces, and the body of the Emperor was also blown away.

Every time the punch falls, there is a roar, sad and sad, endless vicissitudes and endless sorrow.

It was the invasion of the demons that broke his beautiful dream.

It was the invasion of the demons that left his memory with only blood and tears.

Too many people were buried, too many people buried their bones in a foreign land, and the vast mountains and rivers were destroyed by them.

This is hatred, and it is also hatred. The great hatred must be avenged, and the anger must be eliminated. If a huge blood disaster is created, the people will seek justice.

"Ah..." The Demon Emperor roared, his eyes were bloodshot. Whenever he wanted to get up, he was punched back by Ye Chen.

The emperor's eyes were like a look, ferocious, violent, bloodthirsty, angry, unwilling, and fear.

He was defeated, and the supreme emperor was destined to be defeated again.

Back then, he was defeated and slaughtered by a holy body.

Today, he was defeated even worse, and the same person who slaughtered him was still the same person.

After three hundred years of cause and effect, he still cannot escape his fate. The emperor's destination is still the underworld on the other side of the galaxy.

At this moment, the so-called great emperor and the so-called supreme emperor of all realms became the most funny joke in this world.

"Ah..." The soul of a great emperor collapsed.

"This punch is for the people, and the blood debt needs to be paid with blood."

Ye Chen roared, raised his fist again, instilling endless injuries and pain with one punch, and blasted the Demon Emperor.

The cycle of cause and effect, the fateful battle that lasted for more than three hundred years, and the holy body won again, slaughtered the emperor against the will of heaven, and paid back the blood debt.

Blood and tears were everywhere, blurring his eyes, and sadness and desolation.

The emperor's blood splattered all over the starry sky, just like the time when it was, it splashed all over the Great Chu, commemorating the dead heroic souls and comforting the dead spirits in the sky.

When the Demon Emperor died, he carried the Demon Spirit Curse Seal and then dissipated.

The demon soldiers and generals who were still fighting, whether they were Da Chu, Xuanhuang, or the starry sea, or the ten thousand realms, turned into ashes one by one, and swept into pieces and became dust in history.

They all roared to death, with reluctance and anger, the emperor died, and they were defeated again after three hundred years of reincarnation.

"We won, we won." The monks of the Great Chu burst into tears in excitement, and all burst into tears, roaring from their souls.

"We won, we won." Xuanhuang cultivators shouted, all raised their remaining soldiers, shouting, and their voices shook the world.

"We won, we won." The monks from all over the heavens roared, and no matter the old cultivator, their bodies trembled and their eyes were filled with tears.

"He slaughtered the emperor again, continuing the immortal myth."

"The Holy Body Line has not disappointed the people in all realms."

"We... are old." The Nine Emperors of Great Chu, the Nine Gods, the Seven Sons of Donghua, the Sword God, and the Demon Abyss all smiled with vicissitudes.

This is no longer their era, but even more so their era. The outstanding people of later generations will lead a new legend.

He killed two emperors in one lifetime, and his destiny achievements are unprecedented and will never come. He is the real myth.

The heavens trembled, exclaimed for him, and were also delighted for victory.

But this battle between immortals and demons killed too many heroes.

The stars are filled with crying sounds, and too many people are looking for relatives.

A starry sky, the iron rod of the Holy Ape Ancestor was stained with blood.

He died in battle, fought alone, and the ape body collapsed, his body died and he went to the underworld with the Demon Lord of Heaven.

A starry sky, a broken battle axe, bloody.

That was the ancestor of Kui Niu who brought the Earth Demon Lord and went to hell. The inheritance of the imperial Tao did not insult the reputation of the late emperor.

A starry sky, five pieces of blood, swaying with the sand of the galaxy.

Those were the ancestors of the five royal clans in the Southern Region. They died until they fought and each fought for a demon king, and their fighting souls were engraved in the heavens.

A starry sky, five broken magic weapons, annihilated the divine light,

That was the ancestor of the five ancient tribes. He turned into ashes under the star wind, killed countless demons and fought for the future generations.

Too many people died, and too many sects and races were overthrown and extinct.

All the heavens and the realms are full of holes, corpses piled up into mountains, blood flowed into rivers, swords, guns, swords and halberds are inserted into the battlefield.

They won a great victory, but they were so cruel that people wanted to cry. The war was cruel and washed away the universe bloodily.

This battle is destined to be remembered by later generations, sweeping over thousands of realms, and living lives become heroic souls.
To be continued...