With the spread of Yan Pei Chenhuang's voice, the coercion of the Dao Chen's true realm was dispelled a lot in an instant, this is the earth-shattering divine consciousness formed by the indescribable cultivation of Yan Pei Chenhuang, and under this instant, it has reached a power that is enough to make all the monks shocked.

The moment the Dark Morning Cultivator's whole body relaxed slightly, his expression immediately showed fanaticism, they knew that their emperor was nearby, looking at them, they were confident, as long as the emperor was there, then there was no existence in this world that could interfere with them in the slightest.

All existences must be under the pressure of the Dark Morning camp, either die or escape, and they are confident that no enemy can have a third choice.

The cultivation of the anti-saint camp also relaxed with the relaxation of the body at this moment, and the shocked heart gradually calmed down, although it was not the same camp as the dark morning, they still firmly believed that the only one in this world who could fight against the dark morning was their anti-saint!

As for the nine white-robed faceless people, they were also relieved at this moment, and instead of them, they were filled with a hideous intent, and in them, what broke out at this moment was not cultivation, but the intention of ・・・・・・ spirit first!!

They are called the Lords, and they are second only to the Three Emperors and Three Saints in status, and they ...... It is from the Dark Morning and the Rebel ...... Lingxian!!

There are also the ten black-robed people around Emperor Yan Pei Chen, and now the pressure is also relaxed, but soon there will be a monstrous cultivation suddenly erupted, and these ten people ...... Each one seems to be infinitely close to the indescribable!!

A sneer appeared from the corner of Yan Pei Chenhuang's mouth, he was confident that he was invincible in this realm, even if he met the spirit of the three desolate realms, he also had the confidence to sweep, because, he was unspeakable, because, he was Yan Pei Chenhuang!

"Don't measure yourself, get out of here, in the future, where the emperor is, don't show the slightest breath ・Otherwise, no matter who you are, no matter who you belong to, this emperor doesn't mind having another spirit slave by his side.

Dark Morning Rebellion Saint Cultivation to destroy this ninth peak, this emperor wants this sect to destroy all ・・・・・・ sects. Emperor Yan Pei Chen opened his mouth lightly, and when his voice echoed throughout the Daochen True Realm in an instant, he held the wine glass in his left hand, put it at the corner of his mouth, and tasted it with a touch of pride and casualness.

But at the moment when this small sip of wine fell into the mouth of Emperor Yan Pei Chen・・・・・・

Su Ming's expression was calm, he didn't even look at the Yan Pei Chenhuang in the distance, in his opinion, this so-called Chenhuang was not worth mentioning, his right hand pressed down again.

The previous pressure was just a slight suppression by Su Ming, but now this pressure is what he really made this morning realm heavy...... Double!

Almost at the moment when Su Ming's right hand was pressed down, the ripples of the Daochen True Realm suddenly appeared out of thin air, and with the spread of the ripples, the entire Daochen True Realm was filled in the blink of an eye, and a breath ・・・・・・ another True Realm descended in an instant.

That's the Immortal Sect True Realm!

Su Ming's suppression was actually a kind of seal, and the seal came from the cultivation of Dark Chen and the Reverse Saint beyond the ninth peak, and the principle of this seal was to make the Daochen True Realm heavy, and the easiest way to make the Daochen True Realm heavy was obviously ...... After letting another True Realm appear here and merge with Dao Chen, it will naturally be heavy.

With the advent of the Immortal Sect True Realm, the roaring sound swirled muffled, and the ripples reverberated and spread, and the Dao Chen True Realm directly became heavy, which was indescribable, making all the dark morning and anti-saint monks instantly have a strong shock in their bodies, and all their bodies were sinking violently, and the sound of pounding in the body kept emerging, and the cultivation was instantly suppressed by three percent!

That was thirty percent of everyone's cultivation, including the nine white-robed and five-sided Ling Xian, who were also under this heavy pressure, their whole bodies trembled, and the Ling Xian's intention was also suppressed by thirty percent!

"Presumptuous!!" Yan Pei Chenhuang's face changed, but at the moment when he spoke, the wine glass in his hand slammed and collapsed, the wine spilled, floating in front of him, the sea of white bones around him shook, and there were signs of loosening, and the ten black-robed people around him roared in unison, their bodies trembled, and one by one they immediately ran their cultivation to resist, but they didn't have the slightest effect, and all of them were suppressed by three percent of their cultivation.

In their astonishment, Emperor Yan Pei Chen's eyes showed murderous intent, and all his unspeakable cultivation was released, directly forming a huge whirlpool storm, and between the rumbling whirls around him, it spread violently in all directions, and everywhere he passed, all the coercion dissipated, and at this moment, Emperor Yan Pei Chenhuang slowly stood up from the seat of the sea of bones, and with a wave of his right hand, a bone spear instantly appeared in his hand, and after being grasped by him, his cultivation power exploded again.

"Since you are looking for death, then this emperor will fulfill you, only know the hidden young people, show up for this emperor!" Between the words, Yan Pei Chenhuang's body took a step forward, and before his footsteps landed, the bone spear in his right hand instantly burst out with white bone rays covering the entire Daochen True Realm, this light covered endlessly, as if countless bone spears that were difficult to calculate filled every corner of the Daochen True Realm, as if he wanted to destroy all the lives in this True Realm, and it was only in a thought.

But at the moment when Emperor Yan Pei Chen's footsteps were about to fall, Su Ming, who couldn't see it, completed the last pressing process with his indifferent right hand, in fact, it was just Su Ming raising his right hand and pressing down.

With the advent of the Gang Tianzhen Realm, the ripples of the Daochen True Realm were monstrous, and under the staggered rotation of countless ripples, it was like forming a large net that fused the three true realms, and the coercion turned into was equivalent to the arrival of the three true realms together, and the heaviness formed was even more so.

Almost in an instant, almost all the monks from the Rebel Saint and the Dark Morning spurted out a mouthful of blood, and as their blood spurted out, they all felt that their bodies seemed to be pressed by the Ten Thousand Mountains at this moment, and their souls were even suppressed, making sixty percent of their cultivation directly dim, as if they were sealed, and what they could exert was at most forty percent!

There are even many people whose realm has fallen directly, especially the nine white-robed faceless old men, all of their bodies are trembling in this, and facial features have appeared on their blank faces, which seem to be able to cover their cultivation, and they have been forcibly stripped off, and because they are spiritual ancestors, they feel even more strongly under this coercion, and at this moment, blood is spurted out one by one, and their bodies staggered backwards, and they were also weakened by sixty percent.

The ten black-robed people around Emperor Yan Pei Chenhuang spurted blood one by one, and their cultivation fell instantly, exuding a relatively weak aura, and they were no exception, all of them were weakened by Qi Qi's cultivation power.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Yan Pei Chenhuang's mouth, his expression showed ruthlessness, the spear in his hand was about to be thrown, his raised right foot was about to be put down, and even his hideous voice had just come out.

This voice only appeared for a moment, and only one word was spoken, and suddenly Yan Pei Chenhuang's expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and the ruthlessness in his expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by the horror that was revealed for the first time, his right foot could not be put down, and the spear in his hand could not be swung out, because at this moment, the moment he was in the fusion of the three true realms, his body was like being bombarded, causing blood to appear at the corners of his mouth.

But these are nothing to him, what really shocked this Yan Pei Chenhuang was what he felt from afar at this moment, looking at his gaze in the void in the distance and in front of him.

That gaze carried a kind of indifference that he had seen before, this indifference revealed indescribable nobility, as if it was the strongest will in the whole world, just a faint glance, it made Emperor Yan Pei Chen have the illusion that he was about to collapse.

He had only felt this feeling in the tombs of the gods in the Dark Morning camp where even the three of them had to worship once every thousand years, from the sleeping corpses that had existed for an unknown amount of time, and the three strongest sleeping bodies.

Those three sleeping bodies, according to the legend of their dark morning, are the real old monsters who have survived many centuries ago!

"Pavilion ......" Emperor Yan Pei Chen's heart trembled, his expression was shocked, even with his concentration, it was difficult to hide the slightest, and at the moment when he was about to speak, a faint voice came from behind him.

"You said before that I was looking for death?"

This voice came extremely abruptly, making Yan Pei Chenhuang's body tremble, and when he was about to subconsciously explain, the voice came again.

"Sit down, accompany me to watch this life and death experience, these people of yours are not bad, but they are a little unfair. ”

"Yes!" Yan Pei Chenhuang didn't have the qualifications and courage to refuse at all, and in the end, a thousand words could only turn into such a respectful voice, and he didn't even dare to look back, withdrew the bone spear in his right hand, and slowly sat down in his heart.

The ten black-robed people beside the sea of bones around them were all frightened at this moment, their breath was restrained, and they kept the greatest respect as much as possible, and they didn't dare to look at Su Ming at all.

Strength is everything!

"However, now that it's fair, it's time to go to war. Su Ming spoke calmly, sitting on the seat that originally belonged to the Morning Emperor on the sea of bones, leaning there, holding his forehead in his right hand, looking at the ninth peak.

At the lower end of him, Emperor Yan Pei Chen sat upright, his face showed bitterness, he looked at the dark Chen and the anti-saint monk, tasting Su Ming's previous words, and already understood that this was the other party's own person to hone the ninth peak.

"En?" Su Ming glanced at Emperor Chen's Yan Pei.

Yan Pei's heart trembled, feeling the dissatisfaction from the people behind him, and at this moment, he gritted his teeth and passed out his order as the morning emperor towards the dark morning and the anti-saint cultivation in the distance.

"Step into the Ninth Peak and go to war!"

The roar swirled at this moment, regardless of whether the Dark Morning and the Reverse Saint Cultivator were willing or not, but at this moment, even if they were sealed for sixty percent of their cultivation, Emperor Yan Pei Chen had already ordered that they ...... Must fight!