C949 The Thirteen Emperors of the South

What the hell is going on? An eighty year old mortal actually forced a Great Sovereign to retreat? Wasn't this a little too ridiculous?

Those people from the Southern Country and Donghuang who saw this scene almost bit off their tongues.

Monarch Wushang was hit by Ye Zhiqiu and escaped here. His body appeared in the sky above the Central Pass Domain, and he unexpectedly spat out a mouthful of blood. Ye Zhiqiu's attack was simple and unadorned, but it was the ultimate return of simplicity. The Great Dao was extremely simple, and it almost shattered the Great Sovereign Origin in his body. The numerous Laws and symbols that were coiled around his body were collapsing.

The Sovereign Totem appeared, and it shot out a divine light that illuminated Monarch Wushang's body.

"I'll go and meet him." The Sovereign Totem said. He was a creature that had settled down for ten eras. Although he was only in his infancy, he had surpassed Monarch Wushang.

There was still shock in Monarch Wushang's eyes. He couldn't help but say, "That person's divine ability is very strange. If he wasn't at the end of his life... ___'s eyes were filled with shock. That man's divine ability is very strange. If he wasn't at the end of his life, he would be able to reach the top. Even the Eternal Poison Tumor might not be able to defeat him. "

The Sovereign Totem smiled and said, "Don't panic. Mortals are mortals. They can't escape from death."

Then, his eyes penetrated the Endless Void and saw the coastline from the Central Pass Region. A cold smile appeared in his eyes, "He has never cultivated before. There are no Dao patterns in his body. There are no rules. Mortals are mortals, in other words, he has sacrificed all of his potential. He had cut off his path forward in exchange for this moment of extreme bloom. He won't be able to achieve greatness. "

"That is also very terrifying."

Ye Zhiqiu's face became even older. He forced Monarch Wushang away, and the hostility in his heart disappeared a little. However, his eyes were still sharp as he looked at the remaining two Great Sovereigns.

Monarch Cangxuan rolled up the red horsetail whisk in his hand, turning it into a sky curtain that fell from the sky. One of the thin metal threads suddenly extended. Endless laws interweaved on it, piercing towards Ye Zhiqiu's glabella.

However, just as he approached Ye Zhiqiu, the Fearless Armor on his body spewed out countless runes. It canceled out this attack. He looked coldly at Monarch Cangxuan and Monarch Tuotian, muttering to himself, "For the Donghuang, Saints can also kill people."

He raised the walking stick in his hand again and hit Monarch Cangxuan. There was no unusual phenomenon, it was just a normal attack. However, the purple qi was overflowing, and a strong Saint's pressure was released, colliding with Hong Fuchen's attack.

With a ding sound, the red horsetail whisk in Monarch Cangxuan's hand made a crisp sound. It was actually sent flying. Then, he lightly struck Monarch Cangxuan's head.

"Roar!" Monarch Cangxuan couldn't dodge at all. He was hit by the crutch and stood where he was. Suddenly, a world-shaking roar was heard. The roar kept exploding in the south. Countless dimensional worlds were destroyed by his roar.

The Emperor Path Origin in Monarch Cangxuan's body had actually been shattered!

This was the biggest crisis he had encountered since he became a Sovereign. He finally understood why White Emperor and Wushang had escaped. Ye Zhiqiu was too terrifying! Despite his old body and mortal body, he was still able to shatter his Imperial Dao Origin.

"Retreat! He is too strange. If we continue fighting, we will all die." Blood flowed out from the corner of Monarch Cangxuan's mouth. The eruption of a mortal at the last moment of his life was truly terrifying.

Monarch Tuotian was about to leave, but Ye Zhiqiu once again chanted the Sage Book. Golden symbols floated there one after another, interweaving into an ocean. He was trapped there. Purple energy poured down from the nine heavens like a waterfall, pouring onto Monarch Tuotian's body.

Monarch Tuotian coughed out a mouthful of blood. The Monarch Blood in his body was burning.

"Get lost!" Monarch Tuotian was a Great Sovereign after all. With the Eight Trigrams Declaration Flower Axe in his hand, he suddenly chopped down. He forcefully pierced through a path of survival in the void and began to escape.

In an instant, the Three Emperors of the Southern Country was forced to flee by Ye Zhiqiu alone.

The world seemed to have returned to its calm state, and Ye Zhiqiu kept letting out an aged cough. It was as if he was going to die of old age in this place. Then, he raised his head and continued to push forward. Triggering towards the central region of the Southern Nation. He advanced alone, purple energy overflowing into the heavens behind him. The image of a saint floated behind him. It was suffused with chaotic light, great light, and endless light.

He alone was comparable to thousands and thousands of troops.

"Great Dragon Pass, Undying Pass, Golden Peak Pass, withdraw!" Monarch Cangxuan shouted.

This was a strange scene. Only the Three Emperors of Donghuang could create such a scene. A single person forced back many Devil Cultivator of the Southern Country.

"Let's fight it out with him!"

"Even if we waste our energy, we will exhaust him to death. An old fart died."

There was no lack of courageous cultivators within the South Country Devil Cultivator. They rushed out and swooped down towards Ye Zhiqiu. Thousands of soldiers and horses gathered together, forming a huge black mass between the heaven and earth. Demonic Qi soared into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds as it rushed towards ___.

However, Ye Zhiqiu wasn't afraid at all.

He slowly held onto his walking stick. That walking stick was just an ordinary bamboo stick. Because he had been using it for a long time, it had become smooth and round. It was also slightly yellow and normal to the extreme. However, this crutch had shattered the origin of the Three Emperors of the Southern Country!

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the army of thousands of soldiers. They were moving slowly, without the slightest bit of smoke or smoke. An instinct appeared in his body. It belonged to Hong Zheng!

"Senior, come back. That place is too dangerous. None of the people in the Southern Imperial Territory have appeared yet."

"That's right. There are so many Great Sovereigns in the Imperial Land. You are definitely no match for them."

"Come back."

In Donghuang, many cultivators were shouting. They didn't want to see Ye Zhiqiu die. It wasn't easy for such a figure to appear in the Donghuang at the last moment. No one wanted to see him die.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't respond, he just walked slowly.

The army of Devil Clan from the Southern Country was approaching. It was a dark mass, and smoke was soaring into the sky.

However, just as he was getting closer to Ye Zhiqiu, the shadow of the Saint behind him unleashed his power. It suddenly opened its eyes. Two beams of light exploded like the sun. Then, this giant saint pushed out a palm towards the army.

The heaven and earth calmed down. Mountains and rivers were forever silent. The dust in the void stopped moving. At this moment, the army of South Country Devil Clan stopped all their movements. In the next moment, an extremely terrifying explosion sounded!

Buzz!

A quarter of the Dantian Great World in the entire Southern Kingdom seemed to have collapsed at this moment. The Southern Kingdom army had just recovered from its actions when it instantly turned into powder and dissipated into the world.

A huge purple-gold palm print crater appeared there, and countless South Country Devil Cultivator were buried there!

The phenomenon disappeared, and the shadow of the saint disappeared as well. The wind whistled, blowing Ye Zhiqiu's long hair.

Everyone's mouths were wide open, and they stared at the scene in a daze, unable to say a word. The cultivators of Donghuang were first numb, then shocked, then pleasantly surprised, and then they boiled up.