The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor walked forward without any warning, because this was the place where the main sacrifice was held and the headquarters of the Weird Clan.
Besides, since the Immortal Emperor is immortal, who can kill him? Even if the corpse Immortal Emperor who is not afraid of death comes, he will be injured at most, and then he will face the pursuit of a group of strange Immortal Emperors.
"Grey Mist, how are you?" The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor asked caringly, as if a friend was visiting a sick person, full of human touch.
The plateau is immortal, the weirdness is immortal, in the dark camp, the ancestor has been sleeping all year round, and the real people in charge are the ten immortal emperors.
The top ten weird immortal emperors seem to be many, but when placed in one ethnic group, they are pitifully few.
In the heart of the White Eyes Immortal Emperor, the ancestor is the parent, and the nine Weird Immortal Emperors are his equals and are qualified to be friends.
Only equal people can have feelings and become friends.
If you are not qualified to be resurrected by the plateau, you are not considered a human being.
The strange Immortal Emperor with unlimited means of resurrection naturally has a player's mentality, and treats the world and the universe as just one game after another.
Immortal emperors of the same level, as long as they are not from one's own camp, are prey, a BOOS with challenging difficulty.
As for the Immortal Emperor, the Dark Immortal King is just a steady stream of soldiers that can be refreshed randomly.
Even the Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor is just a card in the hands of the Immortal Emperor.
Only the Dark Dao Ancestor, who hopes to become the Immortal Emperor of the Weird Clan, will be looked down upon by the Weird Immortal Emperor and treasured and protected as an SSR card.
"You can't die yet." The Gray Fog Immortal Emperor shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, the heavy fog dispersed, creating a passage.
"Grey Mist, why is the aura of the plateau here so weak?" The White Eyes Immortal Emperor came over and noticed something was wrong.
The Gray Mist Immortal Emperor sighed: "I used it to repair the injuries. Of course they are weak."
"Grey Mist, why do you have an extra layer of aura from all the worlds on your body?"
The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor narrowed his eyes, was startled, stopped in his tracks, and did not move forward.
"Oh, I ate a Taoist ancestor of all worlds and didn't wipe it clean. Don't worry."
The plain voice of the Gray Mist Immortal Emperor sounded.
"Then...Geywu, why are you holding a killing sword in your hand?"
The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor felt that his body was chilling, and the hair all over his body stood on end. There was a big threat approaching.
"Don't panic, that's the weapon to send you on your way."
The fog dissipated, and the officiant at the end revealed his true body, with a pair of gray eyes showing a dead, deep, strange, and ominous feeling. Only the face was different, it changed into that of Zhang Ruoxu.
"Human Emperor, you are so brave, how dare you sneak into the heart of our clan!"
In an instant, the expression of the White Eyes Immortal Emperor changed drastically. He knew that the Gray Mist Immortal Emperor was in danger. He was no match for the Human Emperor and was about to escape and leave the place where the main sacrifice was held.
Suddenly, a killing sword struck from outside the sky, and the aura that destroyed the heaven and the earth circulated, as if destroying all the heavens and worlds, threatening the Immortal Emperor.
"Fellow Taoist...please stay."
Chu Feng came with his sword in hand and said with a smile: "We have learned the news and have been planning it for a long time. How can we let you escape so easily?"
The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor looked cold, and another emperor came. This situation was probably carefully planned.
Two against one, the advantage was not with him. The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor made a quick decision and escaped in another direction without getting entangled with Chu Feng.
"That's good, that's good."
Emperor Amitabha came from the west with another killing sword in his hand, and said with compassion on his face: "The poor monk is here today to help the benefactor, and he may reach bliss early."
"Three Immortal Emperors, who leaked my whereabouts?"
The expression of the White-Eyed Immortal Emperor finally changed drastically, and one name after another appeared in his mind, all of which were his trusted Taoist ancestors.
Could it be that one of his deputies is an undercover agent?
This method is simply unbelievable. It is a great disaster for the race and must be reported to the ancestors.
"kill!"
The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor shouted, and a powerful and overwhelming aura surged inward. He did not choose to fight the enemy, but self-destructed, hoping to return to the plateau as soon as possible by committing suicide. Make a report.
The plateau is immortal, the weird is immortal, and the Immortal Emperor is immortal. It is definitely worth exchanging one death for important information.
"when!"
A long bell rang, and a Tai Emperor came with a bell on his head, holding a killing sword, and said with a calm smile: "So decisive, it's a pity that you met me."
"This place has been here for eight million years, and time has formed a circle. You can't get out!"
"The fourth Immortal Emperor!" The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor who had just self-destructed returned, came to the source of the main sacrifice place, looked at Zhong Yue, and said with a livid expression: "There has never been a master like you in this world, where did you come from? !”
"Immortal Emperor?" Zhong Yue chuckled, shook his head and said, "I am not an Immortal Emperor, I am Tai Da Tianzun."
"An alternative emperor."
The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor's heart skipped a beat, and he looked again. The other three people looked embarrassed and said, "They are not from the same system. No wonder they can trap me!"
"But, do you think you can defeat our clan in this way? It's just wishful thinking."
"My clan is immortal and will last forever. Once the other Immortal Emperors notice that I have not returned and all take action to explore here, you will be dead forever."
"Fellow Taoist, this is wrong." Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly, pointed at Chu Feng and said, "When did you not return? Aren't the emperors of the Baisha lineage there?"
The three pure beings are integrated into one body, and Xuan Gong arises on its own. Chu Feng suddenly transformed into a strange and ominous Dark Immortal Emperor with pale eyes. He let out a strange and arrogant laugh: "That's right, our clan is evergreen and immortal!"
"The breath fits perfectly, without any holes."
The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor lost his voice and said: "How is that possible!"
How could there be such an Immortal Emperor? He was so unpredictable that even the way of the Emperor had changed. He was exactly the same as a strange race.
Chu Feng smiled in a low voice and said: "Jie Jie Jie... you martial artists, how do you know the secrets of my Eight-nine Mysterious Skills?"
The combat power of this life is far inferior to that of this vast universe.
However, in terms of mastery of principles and changes in details, whether they are the Weird Immortal Emperor or the Immortal Emperors of the Worlds, in the eyes of the other side, they are just a group of vulgar warriors with great strength and flying bricks, who can only beat the Dao with brute force, and hit the Dao. Surrender, without any communication skills at all.
Besides, Duan De's years of research and walking on the path of reincarnation were not in vain.
The strange inheritance of the ashes of the plateau, the reincarnation path also comes from the ancient underworld, plus Chu Feng’s face resonates with the reincarnation lotus, and the aura is similar, so it’s no big deal.
"I'll fight with you!" The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor roared angrily, launching a suicidal attack in an attempt to break through the Immortal Killing Sword Formation.
However, Zhang Ruoxu, Amitabha, Chu Feng, and Zhong Yue were all vegetarians. With a move of the sword formation, they defeated the White-Eyed Immortal Emperor and returned time to its original place.
"What kind of Immortal Emperor you are if you bully the minority!" The White-Eyed Immortal Emperor angrily yelled. He did not expect that his own weird clan would sometimes be beaten by the crowd.
"You can also fight us all alone." Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly and said: "I am fair, fight in groups, it's up to you."
"To deal with evil heretics like you, there is no need to talk about moral principles. Let's go shoulder to shoulder."
Chu Feng said hello, and sword lights shot out.
"Good, good." Emperor Amitabha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He uses Buddha's light to heal the White Eyes Immortal Emperor's wounds. By the way, he wants to test whether he can assimilate the Weird Immortal Emperor and make him convert to Buddhism.
After crossing the three thousand mortal guests, the strange plateau is my hometown.
"There are eight more." Only Zhong Yue was doing his duty, calculating the power of the strange plateau.
