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As the flames of five colors passed by, a vacuum was burned out of the void, and even the forests in the mountains below began to burn.

call....!

The flames flew through the air in a single volume, like a gust of wind blowing through fine sand, gushing over Emperor Nanming's body.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Emperor Nanming's body, with one hand pointing forward and a look of horror on his face, turned into ashes in an instant, and was blown by the strong wind, swaying the entire sky.

And the place where Emperor Nanming stood just now was empty.

The Emperor Nanming of the Eight Emperors of the Ming Clan is lost!

Above the ten thousand zhang high sky, there is nothing but the strange and trembling five-color flames, which slowly dissipate.

At this moment, including the Cangxue Sage Emperor, everyone stood there in a daze, as if they had been petrified.

If ordinary warriors, or even Emperor Beiming, were burned to ashes by Chu Yan's strange fire, no one would be so surprised.

Because, Emperor Nanming himself is a golden alchemist, a strong Ming clan who cultivates both alchemy and martial arts.

Among the entire Ming clan, his ability to control fire might not even be comparable to that of the Cangxue Sacred Emperor.

But now, Emperor Nanming, the strongest fire cultivator of the Ming clan, died under the power of fire, this...

"Next!"

Without waiting for everyone to react, in mid-air, Chu Yan with a calm face shifted his eyes sideways, turning his head to look in the distance at the same dull-faced Emperor Dongming.

"hiss...!"

Almost at the moment when Chu Yan's gaze met Emperor Dongming's, Emperor Dongming's whole body trembled, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently twice.

"escape!"

Almost without thinking, Emperor Dongming turned around and left. Behind him, the ancient abyss demon roared and charged straight up.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Chu Yan, the battle spirit of the white tiger, and the king of the ancient demons of the abyss, three figures, two black and one white, were like three lightning bolts, across the sky, and slashed straight at the Emperor Dongming who was rushing towards the sky.

Originally by the Eight Emperors of the Mingzu,

Chu Yan, who didn't pay attention at all, killed two great emperors one after another.

Let the original Eight Emperors of the Mingzu directly become the Sixth Emperors of the Mingzu.

If Emperor Dongming still doesn't understand that the current Chu Yan is simply not something he can match, then he is not worthy of the position of emperor.

You must know that among the hundreds of millions of people in the Ming clan, if you want to climb to the position of emperor under one person and above ten thousand people, you must not only rely on strong cultivation and strength, but also, more importantly, the way of survival.

Otherwise, with hundreds of thousands of years of training, warriors who don't know how to survive may die ten thousand times, which is not many.

At this time, Emperor Dongming was full of consciousness and fear, and he had to find a way, otherwise, he would die!

Because behind him, not only Ling was Chu Yan alone, but also an ancient demon king of the abyss who had just tied with him, and another white tiger fighting spirit comparable to the strength of the great emperor.

Three against one, there is no chance of winning at all!

Therefore, at this time, Emperor Dongming's heart was broken, and he didn't even dare to turn his head. He fled all the way towards the sky, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

"Can you escape!?"

Chu Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Haotian sword trembled slightly in his hand.

"go!"

With one word of order, the Haotian Sword disappeared instantly, and in the void, only a little starlight flashed, and it disappeared instantly.

"Stop chasing, let's go!"

With the disappearance of the Haotian Sword, Chu Yan waved his hand, turned around and left with the White Tiger Battle Soul and the Ancient Demon King.

That way, it was like letting Emperor Dongming escape, and he didn't intend to hunt him down at all.

However, not long after the three of Chu Yan walked out, a cold light suddenly lit up in the sky a hundred miles away behind them.

That cold light, like a shining star in the sky, is fleeting.

Immediately afterwards, a pod of blood flowers bloomed in the endless sky, extremely coquettish, like a flower of death, blooming.

When Chu Yan, Baihu Battle Soul, and the King of Ancient Demons flew together in front of Emperor Ximing...

A hundred miles behind, a corpse fell from the sky, fell to the endless mountains below, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The strong man in the sky, with countless eyes, looked at the distant mountains with a look of shock.

This... this is dead! ?

But, how did the Great Emperor Dongming die? ?

call out...!

Just when everyone was shocked and puzzled, a dazzling ray of light came through the sky in the distance.

With a long sound of howling swords, like a startled rainbow, it fell into Chu Yan's outstretched right hand.

The sixth-order divine weapon, the Haotian Sword!

Everyone looked at Chu Yan's right hand in unison. On the peerless magic weapon, a bewitching red color flowed gently along the direction of the blade.

tick!

There was an extremely slight sound of blood dripping down, but in this dead and silent sky, such a small sound exploded in everyone's minds like a mountain at the same time.

The dripping blood is like thunder, reverberating through the heavens!

Thousands of miles of flying swords, killing people thousands of miles away, such divine weapons, such sword intent, completely collapsed everyone's understanding of sword cultivation.

At this moment, all eyes were on Chu Yan who was dressed in black.

To be precise, it was concentrated on the long sword in his hand, as if the sword, in Chu Yan's hands, had life and was no longer a cold killing tool.

However, people like Cangxue Sage Emperor, Ling Shuangtian, High Priestess and others were absolutely astonished.

Because, they have never heard of that divine weapon that possesses the ability of the Haotian Sword...

Flying sword kills! ?

Even the powerful sword cultivators in the God Realm recorded on the mainland millions of years ago do not seem to have such imperial skills.

Now, after seeing it with their own eyes, their hearts were already filled with turbulent waves, and they couldn't believe it in a short time.

"Next!"

A cold voice sounded, and the long sword in Chu Yan's hand moved gently, pointing at the only one among the four emperors of the Ming clan who was still alive, Emperor Ximing.

When the blade of the sword, which was shining with cold light, pointed at the burly Emperor Ximing, the face of this tall Emperor Ximing was full of horror.

"You...don't come here!"

Watching helplessly, three of his clan who were stronger than him in the Great Emperor Realm died in the hands of Chu Yan one after another. At this time, Emperor Ximing still had a trace of fighting spirit there.

Even his legs trembled, and all the strength in his body seemed to be lost in an instant.

Roar...!

With a loud beast roar, a huge lion's paw descended from the sky, and slapped heavily on the body of Emperor Ximing.

With a bang, Emperor Ximing's body was blasted like a meteor, falling straight down towards a mountain below.

The Black Marsh Lion Scorpion picked up a wave of violent air and chased it to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, everyone could hear, in that mountain peak, there were roars of beasts that shook the sky, mixed with screams like killing pigs, echoing the entire sky.

At the same time, Baihu, Suzaku Wuhun, King of Ancient Demons, and Qi Qi rushed to the remaining four Underworld Emperors, and the battle broke out again.

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