The stars are as bright as water, Chen Daocang bathes in it, allowing the stars to wash away the body.

He is absorbing dark matter in the universe to supplement his consumption in the heavenly tribulation.

At the same time, we also try to treat Taoist injuries and stabilize the state in order to achieve the strongest.

Three days later, Chen Daozang's realm was completely stable, but the Dao injury was difficult to heal, and even if there was endless starry light, it was useless.

"brush!"

He opened his eyes, and two purple lights penetrated the sky. I don’t know how many stars were unlucky and were directly shattered.

"Buzz!"

As soon as he took a step forward, the galaxy collapsed and time went against the current, Chen Daozang was filled with the terrifying aura of the emperor.

The entire universe was shaken, and a master of imperial Taoism was born, and the Taoist rhyme influenced the world.

The Dark Realm collapsed, and Chen Daozang's figure appeared in the burial world, which immediately caused a great shock to the burial world.

"There is a breath of the imperial way!"

"His he really proved?"

"The Dark Son is back!"

...

Many powerful people in the burial world were shocked and unbelievable.

Soon, those strong men who had a close relationship with Chen Daozang came forward to pay a visit to him and congratulate him.

"See the Dark Holy Emperor!"

All the masters of the entire burial world arrived and worshiped on the ground.

This is the pressure from the soul, and the aura of the emperor spreads throughout the burial world. In addition to the five ancient emperors, even the strong men at the peak of the ninth level of the quasi-emperor must worship him.

Chen Daozang proved the truth, and he was named the son of darkness. Since he proved the truth, he was naturally the Holy Emperor of Darkness.

Moreover, what is unique is that he has experienced a terrifying heavenly tribulation. Although he has not achieved perfection, his strength is far superior to that of an ordinary ancient emperor.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Ming was particularly pleased and was even more in awe of the consciousness that had appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It was that consciousness that made him choose Chen Daocang as the son of darkness.

Although he was the Emperor of the Underworld, he was unable to compete with that will and knew the horror of the master of that will.

If you divide a divine thought, you can easily enter his sea of ​​consciousness. How strong should that person be?

As soon as he thought of this, Emperor Darkness secretly took a chance. Fortunately, the consciousness was not hostile to him, otherwise he would not even know how to die.

Moreover, thanks to the command of the Daoconscious, he finally chose Chen Daozang as the son of darkness.

Otherwise, he would definitely not choose Chen Daocang just because of his identity as the Chen Daocang tribe.

In the subconscious of the Emperor of the Underworld, the Dark Son should be born from their clan.

However, now it seems that this choice is absolutely correct.

Chen Daozang lived up to his expectations. He entered the extreme realm of the Imperial Dao in less than a hundred years, and his growth rate was terrifying.

"Dark Holy Emperor!"

Chen Daocang said to himself, "This title is good. I like it very much. From now on, I will call me the Dark Holy Emperor!"

"Dark Holy Emperor!"

The powerful mountains in the burial world shouted, and the sound shook the nine heavens.

A moment later, Chen Daocang came to a hall and met the Emperor of the Underworld.

"Yes, although it has not reached the point of perfection, it is very difficult to withstand the heavenly tribulation."

Emperor Ming praised it very much, believing that Chen Daozang could lead the funeral world to glory, sweep across all races of the universe, and complete the hegemony of unifying the universe.

"Just a little bit of a Taoist injury, nothing!"

Chen Daozang said calmly.

Now, he has the qualification to look at the Emperor of the Underworld, and is no longer as servile as before.

A real man can bend and stretch!

Chen Daozang is such a person. When he was not strong and could not be in power, he could pretend to be a grandson and endure it.

But now, he is already an imperial master, and an imperial master who has experienced the baptism of heaven. He is already qualified to be on par with the Emperor of the Underworld.

"Okay!" Emperor Ming laughed and said, "I just admire your attitude of being unsuspecting to favor and disgrace."

After saying that, a skeleton whip flashed in his hand, with nine sections, each section was a snow-white skeleton, with a link of the undead Holy Gold, filled with a terrifying death aura, looking extremely cold.

"This is the ultimate ancient emperor soldier, called the Nine-Level Skeleton Whip. Each skeleton is refined from the ancient emperor skull sacrifice of our clan. It can be scattered into the Nine-Earth Killing Formation, or used as a whip..."

Emperor Ming introduced Chen Daocang to Chen Daocang with a heartache. This ultimate ancient imperial soldier can be said to be the treasure of the burial world.

However

In order to eliminate all races, he took the initiative to give Chen Daocang this ultimate ancient imperial soldier, allowing him to lead the strong men in the burial world to destroy all races and unify the universe.

"I will fulfill my mission!"

Chen Daocang carefully took the ancient imperial soldier, immersed his soul, left his own mark, communicated with the soldier soul, and quickly surrendered.

From today on, this ancient imperial soldier will blend with his life and become his natal imperial soldier.

After becoming enlightened, he always wanted to sacrifice and refine his own imperial weapon.

However, it was hard to find the immortal material, and he had no time to find the immortal material, sacrificed and refined the imperial soldiers, and the nine-section skeleton whip just solved his problem.

As for the massacre of all races, in his opinion, it was just a slight effort.

Who can stop all races without the emperor?

With just one raise of your hand, all races will become powder.

"Don't underestimate the thousands of races!"

Seeing Chen Daozang's confident look, Emperor Dao reminded: "All races have been born with emperors, so there must be a backup plan. Fortunately, they no longer have any masters of imperial Taoism, but you should not be careless."

"Don't worry, the only 100 races are just native chickens and tiles!" Chen Daocang said coldly.

"good!"

The Emperor of the Underworld laughed and said, "In this way, I will wait for your good news!"

Then, Emperor Ming seemed to have thought of something and continued: "After destroying all races, don't delay, come back as soon as possible, help us with one arm and kill the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor!"

"Why not kill him first and then go to war?"

Chen Daozang suggested.

He felt that there was no hope for all races, and no one could stop him from stalking.

The Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor has been trapped here for many years. It will be a fatal blow to all races when they are resolved earlier.

“Not that simple!”

Emperor Ming shook his head and said, "If I can kill him in a short time, I naturally don't want to delay it. With the divine coffin of the Emperor who has killed the emperor for thousands of years, it is almost impossible for us to break through his defense in a short time. We can only slowly grind it until he collapses."

"And, I asked you to wipe out all races first, and I also wanted to defeat him psychologically. As long as he has no hope and has a psychological collapse, our chance will come."

Emperor Ming was cunning and had already guessed the thoughts of Emperor Jiutian Xuan. Once all races were destroyed, he would have no hope.

"Ginger is still spicy!"

Chen Daozang had to sigh that although he was meticulous and very cunning, he was still not as good as the Emperor of the Underworld.

"Go, I'll ask Mingtan and others to help you. This time, you can only succeed, not fail!" said Emperor Ming.

Then, with a thought, he informed Mingtan and nine other quasi-emperors of the Ninth Heaven to go to war with Chen Daocang.

Mingtan is his great-grandson and the quasi-emperor of the Ninth Heaven. He is only one step away from entering the extreme realm of the Imperial Dao.

A master of imperial Taoism, ten powerful men of the ninth level of quasi-emperor level!

This time, he is determined to win.

"Haven Emperor, I have a small suggestion!"

Chen Daocang received the order, and then said with a murderous look on his face: "Capture the thief and capture the king first. The little bastard named Ye is the spiritual leader of the Wan clan. As long as he is killed, the Wan clan will collapse without fighting. Therefore, I suggest that you kill him first and destroy the Xuan Realm. Other Wan clans are not worth worrying."

"What you said makes sense!"

Emperor Ming pondered for a moment, raised his eyebrows and shot out two cold lights of death, saying, "Okay, this time we go to the expedition, you will be the leader. You will decide for yourself. I just want the result and don't ask about the process."

"good!"

Chen Daocang's waist was straight, and a cruel murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Now he has long regarded himself as a member of a humanoid creature, and the last trace of human nature has also been destroyed.

He raised his butcher's knife to the human race and to all living things, and there was no guilt for him.

In his heart, there was only a little obsession, that was torture Ye Fan to avenge his revenge.
To be continued...