Everyone widened their eyes and realized the rich breath of death and could not move.

At this moment, their bodies seemed to be locked, and they could only watch the layer of blood light sweeping away.

"don't want!"

"Help, Greedy Wolf Star Lord!"

"Give me your life, I'm innocent!"

They all screamed in horror.

Ye Xuntian, the Soulless Venerable, the Underworld Ancestor, the Old Taoist Canglong, the Strong Man carrying the Long Sword, and other groups of people were extremely shocked and angry. Under this sword, they also directly felt a breath of Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

"Hand together!"

Ye Xuntian roared.

Their eyes were red, as if they were struggling with trapped beasts, roaring desperately, and urged the magical artifacts, underworld artifacts and evil artifacts in their hands to bombard the terrifying blood light.

"Dad, save me!"

Ye Ling shouted in horror.

Boom!

A group of old antiques used the forbidden technique and suddenly collided with the Eight King's sword, turning the world upside down, and the entire imperial city trembled violently.

Everyone was squirting blood, and they were shocked to vomit blood.

The other people around who had not had time to dodge even snorted and then exploded.

With one sword, either death or injury!

None of them are intact.

Even the Blood Robe Ancestor and his team were affected. A group of people flew out, spitting blood, and almost exploded.

Qi Yun's face changed from high to high.

Demigod?

"presumptuous!"

He spoke coldly.

"You are right, you are arrogant, and you will die!"

The Eight King's voice was cold and terrifying. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Let me see if you are resurrected by the gods? No matter what your origin is, I will turn you into ashes and never be reborn!"

boom!

The aura on the Eight Kings was stronger, and the remaining aura at the high altitude and dragon energy all roared down, surging towards his body, causing him to emit golden light, and his entire aura climbed again.

His whole body was shining brightly, and the person who shone could not open his eyes. A breath that made his soul tremble suddenly emanated.

Ye Xuntian vomited blood in his mouth, his arms turned into blood mist, his face turned pale and frightened, and he hurriedly shouted: "The master of the Heavenly Court, don't let him absorb his luck. He is sublimating his best and returning to the peak!"

The kings of different surnames at the peak were all gods. No one can tell how powerful they are.

But generally speaking, they are unwilling to return to the peak, because once they return to the peak, the curse of the gods and the trauma in their bodies cannot continue to be suppressed.

But there is no such concern in the imperial city. The imperial city has the existence of luck and dragon energy. Even if they recover to their peak, they can use luck and dragon energy to suppress curses and trauma.

Boom!

All the flesh and blood on the Eight Kings' body was emitting golden light, and waves of light spread from inside and outside his body. They were majestic and terrifying, vast and endless, as if the ancient god king was reviving.

At this moment, the long dark night was illuminated.

Outside the imperial city, countless forces were shocked.

They felt like a new sun suddenly lit up in the night, tearing down all darkness.

Countless people were shocked.

All the hidden forces and terrifying old monsters woke up from their sleep.

"The ultimate sublimation is the breath of the Eight Kings Chihuang?"

"The luck is against the current, and the formation is broken, and he is going crazy..."

These old monsters who have been sleeping for many years have emitted waves of ancient will.

At this moment, even they dared not continue to sleep.
Chapter completed!