Against the Gods

The dark storm began to sweep fearlessly, and the will and demonic blood of the dark mystics were completely ignited.

From the very beginning, when Chi Wuyao appeared this time, he knew that there was not even a chance that he could successfully dissuade him.

What she wants is to be with them.

Magic light flashed around Chi Wuyao, and nine witches surrounded her, like nine dark abyss stars, dotted in the dark sky of Taichu.

"Mo Beichen, it seems that if you want to conquer the God Realm, the blood on your hands is not enough. And we people are just a small microcosm of the will to resist in this world."

"In the future, when the so-called Emperor Yuan comes, he may see a world of smoke and smoke where the blood is still wet. By then, I wonder what the kind and compassionate Emperor Yuan you talk about will look like?"

"Hehe, hahahaha."

Mo Beichen laughed, and this time he really laughed out loud.

Just a simple laugh made countless people's hearts tremble, and their arms involuntarily covered their ears.

"What a wonderful monkey show." Mo Beichen raised his hands half way, as if he couldn't help but want to applaud: "This ceremony would be really boring without you."

He turned around slowly and released the aura of the Abyss Knight.

The simplest movement, the most random release of power, is a terrifying disaster to this world.

In an instant, the sky and the earth sank heavily, and the oppressive space began to tremble slightly.

The whole world let out a faint scream.

The trembling world seemed to have collapsed on his body in advance, and everyone present was instantly cut off from blood flow and breathing.

It was a terrifying oppression that could easily shatter the faith of people in this world, making every cell and every ounce of strength in the bodies of the God Lords feel as if they were being suppressed by thousands of mountains.

Some of them knelt down on the spot and shivered.

The blazing dark storm was easily destroyed, and the dark body also became stiff to varying degrees.

But the demonic flames in their eyes were not destroyed at all.

Chi Wuyao stood proudly in the sky, even though the weight on her body was like the sky falling, she refused to lower herself even half an inch. Instead, she raised her lips slightly and showed a half-surprised, half-sarcastic smile: "Mo Beichen, you can't... Do you want to take action yourself?"

Mo Beichen: "..."

"As a self-proclaimed noble knight of the abyss, he is surrounded by a group of loyal dogs who have just been adopted. Now facing us low-level people who are not worthy of your care, you have to take action yourself?"

"Are you the master, or are they the master?"

The Queen's voice was gentle and gentle, as if she were crying, but it was also harsh and soul-piercing: "Mo Beichen, don't you want to be the number one pioneer, but also want to be the biggest laughing stock among the Knights of the Abyss?"

As a knight of the abyss, all creatures in this world are like ants to him, and no words can stir up waves in his knight's soul.

The will of the Northern Territory that had just impressed the Three Territories was just a joke in his eyes.

But at this moment, his aura was obviously stagnant.

The glory of the Abyss Knights is the untouchable key of all Abyss Knights.

There are seven thousand people below who choose to submit, but those who disobey are less than a thousand.

There are seven thousand surrenders at his feet, but he has to condescend to deal with a group of mere god-lords and gods... In the future, when the abyss comes, if this matter is exaggerated, it will indeed tarnish the glory, and may even become a laughing stock.

It is not without intrigues among the Knights of the Abyss.

Mo Beichen's cold eyes slanted towards Chi Wuyao. He was very clear about the other party's purpose, but... his aura suddenly shrank at this moment.

"That's right." He said lightly: "Dirty demon blood is not worthy of staining my hands."

Even if it plays into the opponent's plan, even if the result is a large number of casualties among these kneeling people... But even if tens of millions of people die in this world, it will not be half as important as his knight's glory.

Qitianli was stunned for a moment, and then his facial features tightened suddenly.

The expressions of all the profound practitioners from the Eastern Region, Southern Region, and Western Region changed greatly.

The Demon Queen was obviously thinking of death.

But before she died... she clearly wanted to drag them to be buried with her!

The demon queen who had ruled them all these years suddenly became their enemy. The terrible memories about her suddenly awakened like countless demonic marks that were deeply engraved in the soul.

And on the opposite side, there was more than one demon queen.

At the time when the profound path of the world was at its peak, Mu Xuanyin, the Snow Song God Emperor, was below Emperor Yun and above all spirits.

At the age of half a century, Tianlang Caizhi killed the six guardians of Eternal Heaven with one sword.

Qianye Ying'er, who possesses the blood of the Heaven Smiting Demon and leads the Brahma Emperor God Realm, could make all the Brahma Kings turn against her at any time...

And those dark mystical beings who have put themselves to death!

When they thought about the invasion of the Northern Territory back then, how terrifying these dark mystics who were not afraid of death were, they all felt shuddering.

What's more, not everyone in the Three God Realms has had time to express their will... maybe, not all of them choose to surrender.

For example, the Brahma Emperor and Liuguang in the Eastern Region...such as the Shifang Canglan Realm in the Southern Region...

On the Northern Territory side, the pupils of the dark mystics suddenly shot out bloody and violent light.

Buried...what a wonderful word at this moment!

What will infect the end of the Cloud Emperor Era will not only be their demonic blood, but also more...the remains of the abandoned ones!

Qitianli turned around in panic: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

As soon as he spoke, there was an extremely violent trembling sound. You can imagine how panicked he was in his heart.

But before he could say the next words, a gloomy gaze had already muffled his voice at the bottom of his throat.

"Do you want to tell me that you are just a bunch of courageless and useless trash?"

The fearful posture that Qitianli showed on his body at this moment made Mo Beichen extremely contemptuous, and almost all of his recognition for him was gone.

Qitianli suddenly sweated profusely and said in a panic: "No... no, I have absolutely no such thoughts. It's just... it's just..."

No matter how terrifying the Demon Queen was, she was ultimately no more terrifying than Mo Beichen.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, tried his best to clear his five senses, and quickly made a decision: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, since we are willing to return to the abyss, we should do our best for the abyss."

"How can these rebellious people be worthy of His Majesty taking action? We will use our lives and the blood of the rebels to offer the Venerable a blood contract of allegiance to the abyss!"

After finishing his words, Qitianli stepped back and stood up, then his figure swayed and appeared in front of Chi Wuyao.

Except for Yun Che, no one in the God Realm dared to really look directly into Chi Wuyao's magic eyes.

At this moment, Qitianli had to bite the bullet and face Chi Wuyao. His face was solemn, but his eyes were obviously wandering.

"Queen of the Devil," even though he was trying his best to control it, Qitianli's voice was still full of deep sorrow: "We have to do it to survive. If it is not forced, no one in this world is willing to be your enemy. "

Chi Wuyao raised her head and gazed deeply at the oppressive and pure sky.

Because starting from the next moment, it will be reflected in the tragic color of blood...until the end of this life.

"Kneeling down to survive is naturally guiltless."

Chi Wuyao raised her arm slightly, and the magic silk danced around her body, leaving a series of magic marks in the void: "But betrayal... How can I allow you to find a home?"

The Queen's angry voice was so powerful that even Qitianli felt a burning pain in his soul.

The aura of the Taichu Divine Realm was completely disrupted. At this point, the profound practitioners of the Three Divine Realms, even though they were extremely sad, had to bite the bullet and prepare for a fierce battle that was destined to be extremely tragic.

But Mo Beichen, the source of all this disaster, was looking down from a high place, as if he was enjoying a wonderful drama.

A tiger plays with a group of rats, nothing more than that.

"Poyun, you don't need to take action." A voice from Mo Beichen's soul came to Huo Poyun: "Join me, enjoy this game that belongs to the weak."

"If you don't want to experience such a sad fate, don't stay in the world of the weak for too long."

A few simple words and an instructive gesture also showed how much he valued Huo Poyun.

"Yes." Huo Poyun responded simply.

The released Nirvana Demon Soul turned Chi Wuyao's eyes into an endless demon abyss that seemed to be able to devour everything. The demon light on the demon silk was as rich as running thunder and lightning.

She alone brought extremely heavy magical pressure to the God Lords of the Three Realms.

Her aura affects the energy of all the dark practitioners. When the magic silk is struck down, it is the moment when the blood curtain opens.

At this moment, the dark magic silk that was about to be shot suddenly stayed there, accompanied by the violent trembling of Chi Wuyao's magic eyes.

Mo Beichen also half-closed his eyes at this moment.

Mu Xuanyin, Qianye Ying'er, and Caizhi's auras that were about to explode all stopped.

Qitianli, Cang Shitian, Huo Poyun... all changed their expressions, and their gazes seemed to be pulled by a completely consistent force, towards the distant east.

Time seemed to freeze strangely at this moment.

Because, that person who suddenly appeared in the divine realm of Taichu...

It is clearly the aura of Emperor Yun!

"Devil... Lord?"

Yan Wu, Fen Daoqi and others were stunned, looking to the east in confusion.

The appearance of this aura did not make them feel excited or excited at all, only the panic that quickly amplified.

For them who are not afraid of death, there is no bigger surprise than this... or bad news.

"..." Chi Wuyao's demonic eyes turned around and sighed quietly.

Hiss~~

A crimson light flashed and there was a slight whistle.

Two figures standing side by side have appeared beside Chi Wuyao.

Yun Che, Shui Meiyin.

Yun Che was dressed in plain clothes, with long hair disheveled, no scars on his body, and no waves in his eyes. The Nanming Divine Bead was floating quietly in the palm of his hand, and the eighteen Nanming Divine Sources were flowing quietly in it.

Shui Meiyin clung to his side. The divine light of the Qiankun Thorn in her hand was extremely weak, but it still flickered persistently to cope with any changes that might occur at any time.

"The Demon Lord..."

"Demon Lord!"

"Yun... Che?"

"Yun...Emperor..."

Various chaotic shouts rang out, and everyone's eyes were aroused in different ways.

Only sixteen days had passed since Mo Beichen entered this world.

Seeing Yun Che again at this time, whether it was a profound practitioner from the Three Realms or a person from the Northern Realm, it felt like a world away.

"..." Qitianli's eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth twitched. He was unable to speak, let alone look directly into Yun Che's eyes.

Behind, Cang Shitian's eyes seemed to have a part of the world collapse, and a sudden and extremely violent light appeared.

And the first "greeting" sound came from his mouth.

"Hehe, hahahaha... welcome to Emperor Yun!"

He laughed, with an inexplicable and terrifying twist in his smile: "I almost thought that Emperor Yun, who once set foot in the four realms, has become a cowardly coward!"

His voice was crazy and harsh, and he was yelling and sarcastically yelling at his once loyal master.

Yun Che didn't even look at him. His eyes were focused on Mo Beichen's body. His perception passed over the imprisoned Yun Wuxin, the Demon Queen, Yan Wu... and even everyone present.

The light of the Nanming Divine Pearl in his hand was bright and dim, as if it was on the verge of some kind of danger.

"Why come?"

In the first moment, Qianye Ying'er had arrived at Yun Che's side, grabbing his arm with a cold palm, and her fingers gradually tightened.

Yun Che smiled slightly: "Do you really think that I will abandon you obediently and live alone for the so-called hope?"

"It would be nice to go find sister together." Caizhi's reaction was much calmer. She smiled softly: "This way, we won't be alone..."

Mu Xuanyin's icy eyes dimmed slightly, and she whispered: "It would be nice if I woke up later."

If everything is over when he wakes up, he is more likely to harbor hatred in his heart and try his best to hide it in anticipation of revenge in the future.

but……

"What you have done for me is enough."

He said this to them and also to the Northern Territory.

"Leave the rest to me."

"The Demon Queen," Yun Che's voice was deep: "Take everyone as far away as possible."

"good."

Without any hesitation or words, Chi Wuyao's already concentrated strength spread out in an instant, leading the Nine Witches to escape as fast as possible: "Get away, everyone!"

"But..." Yan Wu looked at Yun Che with endless worry.

"Don't disobey the Demon Lord's orders!" The demonic voice of Nirvana frightened all the hesitating demon souls.

"……yes!"

In an instant, the mysterious person from the Northern Territory was far away.

Including Shui Meiyin, she was also taken away from Yun Che.

Mo Beichen did not take action. In his eyes, the lives of these people would be multiplied hundreds of times, but they would not be as good as Yun Che in front of him.

Evil God, Demon Emperor, Qiankun Thorn, Sky Poison Pearl...

Since he offered it on his own initiative, it would be impossible to escape from his hands today.

And the three-domain mystic who didn't want a bloody battle was naturally even less likely to stop it.

The Nanming Divine Pearl fell on Yun Che's palm, and as he curled his five fingers, the Nanming Divine Light in it began to stir extremely violently, like frightened swimming fish.

Staring at Mo Beichen, Yun Che's dark eyes no longer held any fear or panic.

"My name is Yun Che, and I am the emperor of this world."

He spoke slowly, with every word of imperial power flying in the air: "Mo Beichen, you have offended the land under my control like this, you shall die without mercy!"

Emperor Yun's power is supreme, and no one in the world dares to defy him.

But what he was facing now was the Knight of the Abyss. Such an imperial voice seemed so powerless to the ears of those present.

"Ha," Mo Beichen snorted a disdainful air from his nose. His eyes were half-squinted, and the consciousness he released had blocked all possible escape routes around Yun Che: "With... you?"

When his voice fell, a golden light suddenly flashed in his sight.

A total of eighteen golden divine rays... and all the Nanming divine sources existing in the Nanming divine bead broke out of the bead and floated on Yun Che's body.