This is a battle destined to be bloody.
The general trend of the world is that if it is divided for a long time, it will be reunited and it will be divided for a long time. The life of the little Qingniu Emperor is as long as the seven universes are equal to the sky. He knows this very well.
When he learned that the remnant of the emperor's blood had really arrived in his God of War Star Territory, he knew that there would be a battle soon.
And he wants to be the leader of this battle and the absolute winner.
The next day, Jiuchongtian sent a strong man.
The remaining three first-level heaven and earth holy masters led everyone to wait.
"Here we come," Lord Guangling looked over.
I only saw a figure coming from the depths of the sky.
This man's long black hair flew up like a waterfall, and he came through the air holding a black spear.
He is dressed in black armor and has a majestic appearance, giving people a majestic and domineering sense of oppression.
This person is Jiuchongtian, one of the strong men around the little Qingniu Emperor, known as "Hei Ming!"
Heiming has a scar on his face. Anyone with experience will recognize what that scar represents.
"Hei Ming?" The enchanting woman was somewhat different, "Why is it him?"
It is said that Heiming was once a member of the Ancient Remnants. Later, after the defeat of the war, he became one of the prisoners.
He didn't know how long he had been suppressed, but he actually became a slave of the little Qingniu Emperor.
But even so, his status in the minds of many people is far inferior to that of the original members of the original team of Qingniu Little Emperor.
Because of the slave scar on his face, he will be a slave his whole life...
But now that the little Qingniu Emperor has sent him here, what's the point?
"Perhaps...the little emperor Qing Niu wants to test him," Lord Guangling knew the little emperor Qing Niu.
In doing so, I also miss his style.
"Lord Heiming!"
Thousands of holy masters from the three major regions bowed.
Heiming didn't reply. He was like a soulless body with no expression on his face.
Looking at this vast land, he said, "You do it your way. If the remnants of the Emperor's blood really show up, I will take action to suppress them."
After saying this, Hei Ming stepped into the air and left, leaving the three major regions' holy masters alone looking at each other.
Hei Ming appeared in the abandoned ruins, which was once the place where the blood remnants of the three emperors knelt down to apologize.
Heiming was sitting here, watching everything calmly.
The bright morning light penetrated the thick clouds, like a sharp sword, slashing diagonally into the scorched earth.
Heiming took out the low-quality wine from somewhere and drank it sip after sip.
After all, he noticed three tombstones not far away. On the tombstones, someone carved with his finger "Tomb of the Emperor's Blood Heroic Spirit."
Hei Ming saw it but sneered unconsciously.
He stood up and came to the tombstone. The spear flew rapidly through the air, leaving black scratches in the space.
All three tombstones were cut off.
"Where are the heroes from the defeated? They are just a bunch of self-righteous and whimsical people."
Hei Mingyangtian drank heavily with a silent expression, "You, the remnants of the emperor's blood, are in great glory, but little people like us are left alone as prisoners, unable to escape from the mire and swamp for the rest of our lives, living a life with no dignity like animals."
"Emperor's blood, Emperor's blood, what about you?"
Hei Ming hates, he hates these war leaders, he hates the emperor's blood.
A big man's words can mean how many people have to pay a heavy price for it.
Some people's families have been torn apart, and some people are doomed to say goodbye to important people in their lives.
And he... Hei Ming, has no family anymore.
He stayed away from his former hometown and followed the emperor's blood to the battlefield of the ancient river. That battle made him see through everything.
In the end, they are just a bunch of idiots who like to daydream, and they bring themselves to blame.
... ...
The sound of Hei Ming's lower realm has already shown that the little emperor Qingniu is serious about it.
Lord Guangling and others must take it seriously.
The five major families and the three major regions' holy masters used their entire clan's strength to begin a blanket search of the vast land of the First Heaven.
On the evening of the third day, news came.
A reconnaissance warrior who had gone out ran back excitedly, pointing to the front of Qianzhong Mountain, "Great Emperor Guangling Lord, there is... a clue, it is... over there..."
Lord Guangling looked over, his eyes narrowed, "Let's go."
After saying this, thousands of troops and horses flew into the air and went straight to the place pointed out.
At this time, Luo Feng and others were sitting on the top of the mountain.
It is not easy for Star Child to break through the shackles and reach the level of the universe master.
He still needs more time.
It’s just that time waits for no one.
Luo Feng was the first to notice that the Holy Lords of the three major regions were already coming to kill them.
Seeing this, the bearded man laughed and said, "It seems that your plan can't keep up with the changes, and others have already taken the lead."
Luo Feng was a little surprised. Logically speaking, since the other party knew that there was a sixth-level spiritual master, how could he dare to take action stupidly?
"This can only explain one situation. A master came and the master gave them the confidence. The master also gave them the courage to die."
Luo Feng's face darkened, and in an instant the sky collapsed, and countless afterimages stood out deep in the clouds.
The evening glow pours in, rushing over this land of mountains and rivers.
It was originally a land of green mountains, but it became the color of blood, resembling blood.
Luo Feng stood up slowly, his body covered with star bug armor, and he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the sky that looked like a god overlooking it.
The Holy Lords of the three major regions noticed the majestic figure wearing platinum armor at a glance.
"Is he the remnant of the Emperor's blood?" The enchanting woman was a little scared and did not dare to step forward rashly.
This person's strength is said to crush the two major candidates of Qiwangwu, which shows how terrifying he is.
Seemingly sensing that all the five major tribesmen were intimidated by one of them, Lord Guangling frowned, took a step forward, and bowed, "Who dares to be your Excellency?"
"Humph," Luo Feng said lightly, "Isn't he the person you are looking for?"
As soon as these words came out, the sky was in an uproar.
Lord Guangling was stunned.
Luo Feng directly and boldly admitted, "Remnants of the Emperor's Blood, I am the one who beat your future candidate Qi Wangwu to pieces."
How arrogant, but no one dared to take action.
The emperor's blood has not been seen for a long time, but! The records about the Emperor's blood in the legend made them afraid.
No one is not afraid of death, but even if you have to die, you must die with value and not die in vain.
Just when the Holy Lords of the three regions were hesitant, Hei Ming, wearing black armor and holding a black spear, appeared in the distance.
Hei Ming came through the air, and he stood alone in his own world, his eyes as calm as a lake, unable to make any ripples.
The spear was pointing at Luo Feng, and only then did Hei Ming speak.
"Are you really a remnant of the Emperor's blood?"
"Are you the person sent by the Little Qingniu Emperor to deal with me?" Luo Fengxu narrowed his eyes and felt that this person was not a simple person.
Judging by his aura, he was clearly the cosmic order master from ancient times.
Heiming said indifferently, "I will go down to the first level without his help."
"Why?"
"Because...this is what your emperor's blood owes me."
"This guy is..." Big Beard recognized the slave mark on Heiming's face and said to Luo Feng, "Boy, this guy used to be a member of the Emperor Blood Camp."
Luo Feng was stunned when he heard this and couldn't believe it.
But Hei Ming sneered and reached out to touch the scar on his face.
"Since you were once the blood of the Emperor, why did you switch sides?" Luo Feng asked.
"Why? You asked a good question. Then wait until I chop off your head and then tell you the answer. Dirty remnants of the Emperor's blood, go to hell!"
