The Strongest Mythical Emperor - 1803. Chapter 1801

Guishence pinched Chaotian’s neck and sneered: “It looks a bit similar to the ancestors of your emperor clan. It seems that you have great ambitions!”

While speaking, he suddenly applied force and chopped Chaotian’s neck off.

Broken necks are nothing at all to creatures of their height.

Chaotian turned into black energy and dissipated, trying to avoid the hand of ghosts and divine strategies.

It’s a pity that the next time he condenses his physical body, the ghost and god strategy reappears, still holding his neck.

On the other side, Ji Di also broke free from the shackles, but because of Gui Shence’s intervention, he had to watch.

“Could it be that he was afraid of what Jiu Su said?”

Ji Di frowned and thought to himself that because he feared that Jiu Su saw Gui Shen Ce as his biggest competitor, he often mentioned it to him, and even analyzed the various magical powers and shortcomings of Gui Shen Ce for him.

Even the preferences and emotions of the ghosts and gods have been explained to Ji Di.

The extremely powerful Chaotian was so unbearable in front of the Guishence that made Jidi pay attention to the Guishence.

This person is very strong.

It’s worth fighting!

Jidi’s warlike heart comes from the depths of his soul. When he sees the strong, he wants to challenge.

But now it is the battle between Gui Shence and Chaotian, he can only watch the battle.

at the same time.

In the distance, Su Di and Li Hua Hun were also attracted by ghosts and gods.

“Ghost Strategy? The top powerhouse of the Eighth Source Plane?”

Li Huahun asked curiously, this is not the first time he has encountered Gui Shence, but he has always been curious about the strength of Gui Shence.

Su Di calmly said: “Well, only two people can be enemies with him.”

“Who?” Li Huahun asked.

“The Lord of the Imperial Court and Fear Jiu Su.”

“Who is Fear Jiu Su?”

“Ji Di’s current master.”

“how about you?”

“I can kill him.”

“…”

Li Huahun didn’t know what to say, looking at Su Di, his eyes were a little complicated.

“You are really not what it used to be.” Li Huahun sighed, only he could understand the emotions in his words.

Su Di smiled slightly, noncommittal.

On the other side, Chaotian was caught in the entanglement of ghosts and gods.

Guishence was obviously teasing him, making Chaotian anxious and helpless.

“Get out of here, hurry!”

The voice of Fear Jiu Su suddenly rang in Ji Di’s ears, his voice full of anxiety.

Jidi frowned, but left obediently.

After he left, Su Di also left with Li Huahun.

Gui Shence noticed something was wrong, and at this moment, a strange purple fire appeared in the starry sky where they were, sweeping them from all directions.

“Hahahaha! Ghost strategy! You are dead!”

Chaotian laughed wildly, as if he had already seen the fall of the ghosts and gods.

…

In the bustling street, Jun Qin and Pangu are located in an inn. They are drinking while listening to the comments of the surrounding diners.

This fairy island floats in the starry sky. Because it is between the seven realms of the gods, it is protected by the seven realms. The people who come and go are all people with advanced cultivation bases, and their topics are all about the pattern of the eighth source plane.

“Recently, the gang in Heavenly Court has captured another God Realm!”

“Dijiang is really strong, and Monkey King, his ambition is too great!”

“I feel even more powerful in vain.”

“You said, why does the Imperial Court keep tolerating them?”

“I don’t know, it is said to be related to a great power of the Source Demon Sect.”

Listening to their talk, Qin Jun was not surprised.

During this time, he had heard a lot of news about Monkey King and other gods and demons.

These guys carried the banner of heaven and dominated the two realms.

According to calculations, 200 million years have passed since Qin Jun left.

Qin Jun suddenly didn’t dare to determine the time lapse ratio of the two source planes. For a while, the eighth source plane was faster, and for a while, Hongmeng was faster.

strangeness.

I want to come to have something to do with the source environment.

Pan Gu is a dull gourd, as long as Qin Jun does not speak, he will not speak under normal circumstances.

After drinking two pots of wine, Qin Jun left with Pangu.

He didn’t want to find Sun Wukong and others for the time being. He wanted to directly enter the imperial court and uproot the imperial court.

Now his cultivation has reached the Three Realms of Immortal Divine Mind the Great, and Pangu is even more of the Nine Realms, enough to shake the Emperor Court.

In his guess, the cultivation base of the Lord of the Imperial Court should be comparable to that of Pangu, or beyond the nine realms.

“Next, where are we going? Looking for Dijiang and the others?”

Pangu asked curiously. He had looked down at the heavenly court and knew that the ancestral witches were his descendants, but Qin Jun refused to let him go to the lower realms, and he had been holding back.

Now that he heard that Di Jiang had also come to the eighth source plane, he couldn’t bear it.

“Don’t worry, they will come to us when we step into the imperial court.”

Qin Jun waved his hand and laughed. He didn’t know where the imperial court’s base camp was, but he knew the rudder of the imperial court nearby.

The Emperor Court wanted to dominate the Eighth Source Plane, and in order to control the subordinate God Realm, many sub-rudders were created, all with a second-class emperor or a third-class emperor as the rudder master.

As for the first-class emperor, it is naturally impossible to do this kind of rough work.

Pangu nodded, his majestic and wild face showed hope.

The two quickly flew out of Fairy Island.

In less than half a day, they came to the nearest imperial court sub-rudder.

The fairy fog is permeated here, and the inner Tibetan islands are like a fairyland. Countless beasts and birds are tumbling in the fairy fog. The passing creatures will cast envious and awe-inspiring gazes, and dare not set foot.

Without Qin Jun’s order, Pangu directly threw the Heavenly Axe.

Boom!

Splitting the fairy fog and the islands with one axe, the picture is extremely magnificent, and even the space is cleaved into a black crack that is tens of billions of miles long.

“Who?”

There was a sound of anger from the imperial court sub-rudder, and then a group of silhouettes flew out.

There were nine great emperors, and the rest of the creatures with weak cultivation bases had been shaken to death.

How many Chaos Demon Gods were killed by Pangu when he opened up the world?

Therefore, killing innocent creatures by mistake does not make him feel guilty.

Not only him, which strong man is not bloody on his hands?

The difference is how many killed.

But when the quantity can affect the big pattern, it will cause all sentient beings to crusade.

“To solve them, just leave alive.”

Qin Jun commanded that there was Pangu, and he didn’t need to do anything at all.

Hearing this, Pangu’s eyes condensed, and the eight great emperors were directly annihilated, leaving only one great emperor unable to move in the void.

“This is… Immortal Divine Sense…”

The great emperor’s eyes widened, and his heart was full of fear.

“Tell me, where is the Lord of your Imperial Court?”

Qin Jun’s voice floated, making him frightened.

Looking for the Lord of the Imperial Court?

Whether he says it or not, it’s a dead end.

Having said that, he will surely be angered by the lord of the imperial court.

“The Lord of the Imperial Court is…”

The great emperor suddenly spoke, his scalp was numb, and his cold sweat was like a puff.

Because he couldn’t control himself, he subconsciously looked at Qin Jun, feeling that Qin Jun’s gaze was extremely strange, which made him feel dizzy.

It is the secret word of Zhendao!

This great emperor is only the immortal innate, and he can’t hold Qin Jun’s secret words.

Under Qin Jun’s control, he began to spit out the whereabouts of the Lord of the Imperial Court.