The Strongest Mythical Emperor - 1768. Chapter 1767

“Why are you here?”

Qin Jun asked through the sound transmission, Li Yuanba also recognized the Baidi, his expression was wrong.

Baidi replied: “I still want to ask you, what are you doing here if you are not fighting for hegemony in Hongmeng?”

“Hongmeng is already in my palm and can be hegemonic at any time.” Qin Jun replied.

When Baidi heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a secret curse was really abnormal.

Immediately, he controlled Mingcheng to fly towards Qin Jun and others.

Compared with before, this fate city has undergone a lot of changes, and there is a strange black energy around the city.

Qin Jun noticed that Emperor Bai’s cultivation level had increased a lot, and he had reached the early stage of Good Fortune Taixu Zun.

This guy must have gained a lot of luck!

The Emperor Bai beckoned: “If you haven’t entered the city for a gathering, you also want to bury the Demon Mountain, right?”

Hearing this, Qin Jun waved his sleeves and swept everyone into the fate of the city.

The creatures passing by the savages in this scene are secretly curious.

“That’s Fate City?”

“Shhh! Be careful, life is ominous, I’ll wait for less trouble!”

“How much attention does Burial Devil Mountain attract?”

“It turns out that there is spirit in the city.”

The creatures were talking about each other, no creature dared to approach Mingcheng.

At the same time, Qin Jun and others walked into a palace under the leadership of Baidi, and Baidi walked to the first seat and sat down on his own.

“Why did you come to the Eighth Source Plane?”

Baidi asked, looking at Qin Jun, very interested.

Qin Jun briefly explained that he still trusted Baidi very much.

“Siyuan Protoss… Endless Hole…”

The Emperor Bai frowned, his expression a little ugly, and said: “If the two aliens are really Monkey King and Yang Jian, then it will be troublesome. It’s okay to offend the Divine Realm of Xiongfeng. There are many divine realms on the Eighth Source Plane. You just hide, but offend the emperor. Court, you have no way to hide.”

“Where did the imperial court come from?” Li Yuanba asked curiously.

“The imperial court is called the emperor. The lowest level creatures in it are the emperor, and they are well versed in the way of the emperor’s rule. That’s why the imperial court is above the realm of God. Countless great emperors and emperors want to join the imperial court because There are many resources in the Imperial Court, and no one knows how strong the Imperial Court is.” Baidi sighed.

He saw that the faces of Li Yuanba and Gan Jiang Moxie were a little ugly, so he said with relief: “But you can kill Xiongfeng Nothingness, it means you are very strong now.”

“I must save them.”

Qin Jun said indifferently, although he can resurrect the dead gods and demons, he can’t let the gods and demons fall and resurrect every time?

What’s the use of his prestige?

Baidi shook his head and smiled, and said, “I know your character, but then we should see the situation clearly before making a decision. What if it’s not them?”

I’m afraid that Qin Jun will save the wrong person and offend the Emperor Court!

Although he had not been to the Eighth Source Plane for a long time, he knew the horror of the Imperial Court.

He once saw the Lord of the Divine Realm kneeling in front of his own royal city. It was said that he had offended the Imperial Court. A great emperor of the Imperial Court let him kneel down for millions of years to atone for his sins, which caused quite a stir at that time.

“Well, why did you come to the Eighth Source Plane again?”

Qin Jun changed the subject and asked, he had decided to bury the Devil Mountain.

After saving Monkey King and Yang Jian, he will return to Hongmeng, first unify Hongmeng and endless emptiness, and then make plans.

“Mingcheng brought me here. I don’t know the specific reason.”

Baidi replied helplessly: “I have merged with Mingcheng, and I am getting stronger every day, so I have no regrets.”

Fusion?

Qin Jun frowned. Hongmeng’s life city was related to the Origin of Gods, but the Origin of Gods couldn’t pass through the plane of origin. Could it be related to teaching the mysterious existence of Origin of Gods?

…

On the other side of the starry sky, a purple Tianhe fell from above, magnificently, flowing towards the bottom of the starry sky.

Beside the Purple Tianhe, there is a fan-shaped golden ladder suspended from bottom to top, getting narrower and narrower.

There are tens of thousands of figures kneeling on the golden ladder, all of them domineering and powerful, and they are by no means mediocre.

They all looked up respectfully at the stalwart figure standing on the top.

“The purple breath seems to be from the Tianyuan Emperor Clan.”

An indifferent and deep voice sounded, just like that stalwart figure.

He slowly turned around, reaching a height of two feet, a silver robe inlaid with countless small spiritual stones, wearing a jewel crown, closed eyes, each with a scar, and a pair of jet black wings on the back, with a wingspan of ten feet, making He looks more majestic.

“Come on, the ghosts and gods, are we not going to do anything about the imperial court?”

A voice came from below, and the words were full of awe.

Ghost strategy!

This name seemed to have some magical power, stopping the endless purple Tianhe next to it, and even the water droplets splashing in the starry sky stopped.

Hearing this, the stalwart figure known as the Ghost God Strategy looked down at the tens of thousands of figures below.

“You were all emperors, emperors, and domain masters. Are you still afraid of the imperial court?”

Gui Shence whispered softly. While he was speaking, he turned and looked at the purple Tianhe. Although he was blind, he had spiritual consciousness, and no eyes were better than eyes.

He whispered: “There is Ziwei, crossing the plane.”

His words caused tens of thousands of creatures below to look at each other.

“Hundred Domains, it’s going to be chaotic, and your battle with me should also come.”

Guishence said to himself, making it impossible to guess what he meant.

The purple Tianhe flows again, the momentum is still unstoppable, as if it can destroy everything.

…

On the edge of the Cangjing Divine Realm, the Demon Mountain is buried.

Demon Burial Mountain has existed for countless years, and the entire starry sky is filled with blood and devil energy, and there are no other stars.

From a distance, Demon Burial Mountain is like an evil tortoise with a backstab. It is terrifying, and there are vaguely countless roars, making the scalp numb.

At this moment, among the mountains, Monkey King and Yang Jian were sealed in a sarcophagus. The sarcophagus was suspended vertically. The faces of the two gods and demons were ugly. At first they would struggle, but now they have given up.

Their gazes were placed on the top of the mountain ahead, shrouded in mist, and they could vaguely see several figures standing on the top of the mountain, like demons.

“Oh, three eyes, it seems we are doomed.”

Sun Wukong sighed and said that he finally achieved the dual creation of the Supreme Originator, but he was thrown into the endless cave by the Emperor Beiming, and then exiled to the eighth source plane, unfortunately he got home.

Yang Jian hummed: “Don’t worry, your majesty will come to save us.”

“Really? This is not Hongmeng, let alone whether your Majesty can defeat those guys, whether he can find us is a question.” Monkey King shook his head.

He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: “It’s not lonely to be able to die with you.”

“Come on, who wants to die with you?”

Yang Jian didn’t have a good temper, and the two gods and demons began to quarrel, chatting, and their mood also relaxed.

How to fear death?

At least with friends!

“You still have time to laugh. If your kind does not come, you will suffer the burning pain of all souls!”

A cold snort came from above, full of disgust.

“The old grandson is going to laugh, come and hit me!”

Monkey King roared, shaking the sarcophagus.