The attention of the gods of all tribes was focused on this huge cocoon, but they saw the huge cocoon constantly shattering, and a surging aura was reviving.

Many true gods are secretly guessing the origin of this giant cocoon.

As the cocoon was completely shattered, the figure, which was originally curled inside, stretched out and stood up.

This is a giant with eight arms, with a large number of bone chains wrapped around its body, and when it stood up, the bone chains wrapped all over its body made a rustling sound. The bone wings behind it spread out one by one, covering the sun, covering the sun, with six pairs of twelve wings in total.

Even the five filthy kings had only ten wings. The giant in this cocoon actually had twelve wings, from all directions. The gods from all over the tribe saw it and took a deep breath.

The twelve-winged giant stood up, slightly raising his head, as if breathing towards the sky. His eight arms were raised and spreading towards the sky, as if embracing the sky. As it breathed, the flesh and blood in his body began to regenerate, and a sound of thunder was heard from the body. The internal organs regenerated. In the process of swallowing and spitting, the entire other world was affected. In the endless stream of energy was sucked in by it. The glorious energy above and the energy of the filthy world turned into two pillars of light and continued to pour into his body.

This scene made many true gods stunned. At the exit of the seal of the filthy land, one city of filthy land appeared after another and began to occupy the other shore.

The Prophetic King, who was hiding in the dark, murmured: "Ezena Emperor... the ancient emperor of the legendary filthy world... I didn't expect that he could still live..."

Countless gods, kings and totems from various tribes, were waiting for the battle, and various large formations were quietly launched, forming a defensive force.

Now the world of filthy land has been swallowed by magic, and more filthy land gods have gushed out from the exit.

The flesh-and-blooded Izhana Emperor suddenly began to move and stepped on the void. His target was not to go up to the old nest of the Heavenly Tribe, but toward the Chaos Sea far away from the other shore.

The true gods of all tribes understand that once these filthy gods enter the Chaos Sea, they will seriously threaten the 100,000 gods.

The 100,000 Gods in Chaos are the cradle of the birth of the true gods. It can be said that it is related to the rise and fall of the various tribes, and is their foundation. Even if they know that they are unable to retreat in this battle, they cannot retreat.

The five ancient times, the Holy God King, the Dead King, the Young King, the Dark Star King, the Beast God King, the Earth Movement King, the Feather God King, etc., all took action. They also understood that they were afraid that it would be difficult to resist the legendary ancient emperor, so the kings united together, gathered their own strengths together, turned into an extremely huge formation of heaven, blocked all directions, and wanted to force these filthy gods back to the filthy land and used them to feed Moxi, which could calm Moxi's anger.

At this moment, the magic eis swallowed most of the filthy land, and the original anger faded a lot, but now the expansion is much slower.

"If I feed this Izen and that Emperor, I will definitely be able to calm Moxi's anger and last at least for one or two hundred years." The Prophetic King was thinking silently, his eyes shining slightly.

Now that Zuli has temporarily lost his trace, the Prophecy King has set his sights on Emperor Yizhan, feeling that this is a good target to calm Moxi's anger.

The kings of each tribe took action together and turned into the heavenly formation, trying to stop Emperor Yizhan from walking towards the Chaos Sea.

The five filthy kings took the lead and each launched their own attacks, but their joint attacks could not shake the great formation of the heavenly kings jointly laid out by the kings of each tribe.

Izhandi's majestic body dragged the bone chains all over the sky and stepped forward, and soon hit the sky formation with his body.

Boom-

There was a loud noise from the sky and the whole world on the other side was shaking. Countless bone chains flew up and flew in the void, like rain of arrows everywhere, and began to crazily hit the Great Formation of Heaven.

The Great Formation of Heaven was shaking, and the sound of cracking was endless. The kings of this position roared, and then they opened their mouths one after another, and began to gush blood.

This group of kings join forces and it is difficult for them to resist an Izana Emperor.

The body of Izhannadi was constantly expanding and becoming larger and larger, and the Heavenly Array quickly collapsed completely.

With a "boom", Emperor Yizhan waved one of the giant arms, and a fist as big as the sky fell down, slamming into the distance, igniting an energy wave and directly igniting the gods in the sky.

Many gods flew up involuntarily, and flew out in the air and disappeared without a trace.

The Prophetic King, who was hiding in the dark, sighed secretly. He originally thought that the kings of various tribes might be able to fight against Izhana, but now it seems that no matter how many seventh-level kings take action, they may not be able to stop Izhana, let alone use him to feed Moxi, unless they are the highest gods of each tribe...

The prophecy king just thought of this, but saw Emperor Yizhan waved his fist again. This time the target of his attack was the kings of various tribes.

With one punch, the space around was imprisoned, and it was difficult for the kings of all tribes to escape.

This is the absolute level power suppression. No matter how strong the seventh-level king is, it will be vulnerable to the ancient emperor.

Seeing the punch fall, at least a few kings were about to die. Suddenly, a crack appeared in the space in front of the fist, and a dark hexagram appeared in the crack.

This dark six-pointed star is the symbol and manifestation of the divine nature of the Dark Lord. Seeing this, the Dark Star King of the Four Dark Kings breathed a sigh of relief. Knowing that the supreme existence had arrived, he immediately took a step back and followed him, and three more black figures appeared.

These three black figures look almost exactly the same as the Dark Star King. The only difference is that the symbols in the center of the crown they are wearing are different, which are the Dark Sun King, the Dark Moon King and the Dark Chen King among the Four Dark Kings.

The four Dark Kings took action together, and their powers were combined together, and an extremely huge hexagram appeared below their feet. Both of them were increasing with a terrifying level. From the manifested dark hexagram, a huge force roared over.

This power was like the origin of the six-pointed star. A big hand as dark as ink stretched out from it, blocking Izhan's fist with a snap.

The two forces were struggling through the heavy time and space, and this space and space were constantly twisting, and the passage of time around began to slow down.

"Sure enough... the Dark Emperor took action..." The Prophetic King let out a long sigh, and understood that it should have become a consensus among all tribes to destroy the anger of Demon. Although the Demon Emperor is an ancient emperor, the result today is destined.

"Izanadi...the era that belongs to you is over..."

A voice with extremely majestic emanates from the dark six-pointed star. This dark hand opens, and the terrifying darkness invades. Although it is both dark, this darkness is different from Moxi. The darkness of Moxi has a kind of viscosity and corrosion, and this is just pure darkness, a pure darkness source energy.

The true gods of all tribes were retreating from all directions. Listening to this extremely majestic voice, the insightful gods already understood who was coming. This battle was not qualified to intervene. Their only function was to block the surroundings from afar and prevent a filthy god from becoming a fish that escaped the net.

The boundless darkness came, constantly gathering and swallowing towards Izhan Emperor. The filthy kings were retreating. They understood that this was a battle between the two emperors. If they wanted to intervene, they would immediately be wiped out.

Izhannadi said nothing, and the bone chains wrapped around his body began to automatically unwind. Its body had expanded to more than 200 million feet, and it was still expanding, which meant that its strength was still improving.

A fist hit him out, and countless bone chains wrapped around the giant arm, combined with the fist, and hit hard in the closed darkness.

What was very strange was that this punch did not cause any terrible loud noises and sounds, and everything became silent.

The silence lasted for two seconds, and a faint roar of anger sounded in the darkness. The gods of each tribe heard it, fearing that the highest god who came from the tribe would suffer the loss of Izhana Emperor.

Could it be that the strength of this Izhanna Emperor is still above the highest god of the Anbu?

Immediately after this punch, all of Izhan's eight fists kept hitting the darkness. The darkness that had been eroded by the original darkness seemed to be unable to withstand this power and kept retreating. The originally extended big hand was quickly broken and exploded into countless black fragments.

“So strong…”

Many true gods showed a look of fear, feeling the power of Emperor Izhan, and the highest god of the Anbu was defeated.

Seeing that the dark hand was shattered, a crescent pattern suddenly appeared above Izhandi's head.

As soon as the crescent pattern came out, a ray of light slashed out from it, and slashed the Izhanati who was constantly attacking him.

Emperor Yizhan was hit and his body shook violently. His eight arms contracted slightly, and he stopped attacking the highest god of the Dark. He looked up slightly, but saw the crescent pattern in the void turning into a beam of light and hitting it.

Izhanati stretched out a hand and hit the falling light column, blocking it, and pushing it upwards.

The crescent pattern represents the beast division among the tribes. Seeing that the crescent pattern could beat Emperor Yizhan, everyone understood that it was probably the one in the beast division, the Wanxiang Senro, who had arrived.

As the crescent pattern appeared, the black hand that was beaten to pieces reunited. This time, a black hand stretched out from the dark six-pointed star again, and the two big hands grabbed it together, and grabbed two of the giant arms of Izhannadi, and opened it to tear it.

In the sky, a green beast arm stretched out from the crescent pattern, with five fingers one by one, and the beast palm slapped it in the air.

The two highest gods came, and Izana against two, obviously no longer as relaxed as before.

The Prophecy King just observed everything silently in the dark. Although he did not use prophecy to predict the fate of Izhana Emperor, he understood that the ending of Izhana Emperor was already destined.

After all, no matter how strong the Emperor Yizhan is, there are only one person, and this eternal universe is known to have fourteen chapters of the Wanxiang Senluo. Only the Witch and Demon tribes are removed, and there are still twelve chapters left.

The twelve chapters represent the twelve highest gods, among which there must be at least several of the most powerful highest gods who can fight against Izhana, and they are not something that Izhana can fight against.

The highest gods of the Anthra and the Beast tribe took action one after another, and Emperor Izhan was blocked and could not enter the Chaos Sea for the time being.

At this moment, Su Li followed Xu Xuehui and had entered the mysterious and unknown dark tomb.

There was a rich pink energy floating in this tomb, which was born from the same source as the energy controlled by Xu Xuehui. If Su Li had not seen Youxu before, he would have thought that Youxu was buried in this tomb.

Behind them were Jiang Shuijue, Gong Xiao, Qilin God and a group of ancient gods and demons. Everyone walked in carefully, looking around, hoping to discover something.

In the brief exchange just now, Su Li already understood that although Xu Xuehui was captured by the Tianmen, she threatened her life, so that the Tianmen would no longer have trouble pursuing the ancestors and the Wumen.

Since then, she has been practicing in the Heavenly Tribe. At least for now, the Heavenly Tribe has not made things difficult for her.

Su Li understood that this was because Xu Xuehui was too weak, and the Heavenly Tribe needed to cultivate her stronger first before it could come in handy.

Thinking of the terrifying giant beast he encountered in the old nest of Tianbu, Su Li realized that he could not fight against it with his current strength. As for the light and shadow of the stone house, it was sometimes spiritual and sometimes not effective, and he could not rely entirely on it.

He must be as strong as possible.

This black tomb looked like a space. Su Li followed Xu Xuehui and walked towards the depths of the black tomb under her leadership. He soon saw the source of the continuous release of pink energy.

The source is a bottomless crack, and the pink energy continues to emerge from the crack.

Everyone showed a look of surprise on their faces. No one would have thought that such a huge dark crack would appear on the ground of this black tomb.

Xu Xuehui looked at Su Li, as if asking what he meant.

"Go down and take a look."

Su Li nodded slightly at her, and went down the dark crack with Xu Xuehui.

Jiang Shuijue, Gong Xiao and others also followed them one after another, and a group of people continued to go down the crack.

Two divine lights ejected from Su Li's eyes and observed below.

The ground of this dark crack doesn't look too big, but it feels so deep that it can only be sensed when it's below. The crack is extremely huge, just like a teapot. The mouth of the pot is not big, but the abdominal space is amazing.

Zuli penetrated the darkness below and captured a figure in this rich pink energy.

This is a skeleton.

This skeleton should be the owner of this mysterious and weird tomb.

When Zuli saw it, his face showed unconcealed surprise.

This skeleton was sitting and standing, leaning against the crack of the earth. The height of sitting and standing alone would be at least hundreds of millions of feet in Zuli. If you stand up completely, the height would be even more difficult to estimate.

Not only Zuli, but also those ancient gods and demons, also showed an incredible look.
Chapter completed!