The Overlord Demon Emperor finally rushed to the side of the deceased God Emperor. He saw that the Demon Emperor was wearing an imperial robe. In the emperor's robe was a gray-haired old man with chicken skin and black hair. How could there be a demon emperor who dominates the world?

What does it look like?

The Overlord Demon Emperor took hard steps. The next moment, his skin rotted and his muscles melted away. Under the emperor's robe was a skeleton covered with white bones. In the skeleton's eyes was the dancing demon emperor's divinity, burning like a flame.

Bo——

A soft sound was heard, and the demon emperor's divinity was extinguished. A pile of withered bones covered in imperial robes fell at the feet of the deceased god emperor.

The deceased God Emperor was horrified in his heart. A demon emperor in peak condition died in front of him like this, which made him feel fear.

He hurriedly raised his hand to grab Ren Xiantian in front of him. Before he could touch Ren Xiantian, he suddenly saw the young man in front of him suddenly falling down. His Taoist robe was covered with a pile of dead bones, and he died here too.

"No, this is a clone! Ren Xiantian deceived me with a clone. His real body shouldn't be here...my hand, my hand!"

The God-Emperor of the Past looked at his palms blankly, only to see that his hands were as thin as firewood, and the skin began to rot, losing the luster of the gods.

"The flow of time here is many times faster than that in the outside world, and it took away my lifespan unknowingly... No, it didn't take away my lifespan, but it made the power of my faith rot!"

There were more than a thousand gods, gods, monsters, monsters, and monsters in the Purple Palace between his eyebrows. At this moment, they were all dead and turned into piles of bones.
Chapter completed!