Chapter XVI
"Rahu: This old dragon's strength isn't much. In terms of showing off, he's indeed beyond our reach."
" Hongjun: Cough, although I don't like Rahu, there's nothing wrong with his words."
He raised his eyebrows and said,"Hehe, I don't think there's anything wrong with what Fellow Daoist Ancestral Dragon said. Isn't this kind of Dark Supreme Being just someone we can kill casually in front of us?" As for the secret realm under the ancestral land of the dragon race, I would like to see if it is as magical as Ancestor Dragon said!”
" Yin Yang: Hehehe "
It could only be said that the Yin-Yang Saint Ancestor lived up to his name.
Although he only sent a bunch of "hehe", the mocking tone was already full!
In the dungeon, Fuxi looked at the record in the Group chats and could not help but twitch his lips.
And in front of him, he had already entered the underworld!
Ancestral Dragon and Fuxi's psychic powers reached out and found the three emperors.
The Ancestral Dragon said with a faint smile.
"Oh? They're actually all in one place, which saves us the trouble of finding them!”
Below the Nether World, the three of them were shocked. They felt as if they had encountered a great enemy!
"What happened? Why do I feel like I'm about to face death?”
The Incarcerate Emperor couldn't help but ask.
Beside him, the Yama Emperor's armor trembled as he spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I feel like I've returned to the time when I killed myself!”
Before the Zombie Emperor could say anything, a faint laughter came from the front of the three.
"Hehe, you guys have sharp divine senses. You know that you're about to die!”
"Who is it?"
The Zombie Emperor stood up abruptly and looked ahead!
At the same time, a long saber was already stretched out from his hand. This was his Martial Monarch Realm weapon, which had once killed countless enemies!
An extremely terrifying aura emanated from the Destructive Prison Emperor!
A small pagoda appeared in his hand.
As everyone knew, the more complicated a Supreme Grade monarch weapon was, the harder it was to refine.
Once a complicated Martial Monarch Realm weapon such as a pagoda, cauldron, or bell was refined, its power would often be extremely terrifying!
"Who is it? Hide your head and show your tail. Come out!"
The Hell Guarding Emperor shouted in a deep voice, and an emperor's might that made the entire netherworld tremble overflowed.
Under this Emperor Pressure, even a Supreme Saint or Emperor-to-be would be severely injured in an instant!
However…
In the face of all this, Ancestral Dragon and Fuxi just walked out calmly, not even bothering to defend themselves.
If Hong Chen Xian was here, the Ancestral Dragon and Fuxi might have been more serious. After all, the bigger bugs would hurt when they bit people.
However, in front of the Darkness Supreme Venerate, who had killed himself, the Prison Guarding Emperor, the Corpse Emperor, and the Yama Emperor…
Even if they were to sublimate and attack with all their might, Ancestral Dragon and Fuxi would not be harmed at all!
"You can tell me your names. I don't kill nameless people!”
The Ancestral Dragon said indifferently. There was not even any aura seeping out of his body.
However, after hearing this sentence, the three of them seemed to have been locked in place, and their bodies seemed to be out of their control!
The three of them were shocked!
What kind of strength was this?
With just one sentence, they lost the chance to fight back?
"This Emperor is guarding the prison!"
The Hell Guarding Emperor gritted his teeth and said while enduring the pressure that came from nowhere. He stared at the Ancestral Dragon!
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when the youth had yet to enter the Four Extreme Secret Realms!
At that time, facing a Saint was probably the same feeling as now.
Don't even talk about fighting back!
He couldn't even think of resisting!
At this moment, the Destructive Prison Emperor was in complete despair. He knew that there was an existence similar to the black-robed man with the spear.
Here it comes again!
Ancestral Dragon nodded lightly and looked at the Corpse Emperor.
Then, before the Zombie Emperor could say anything, the Ancestral Dragon's face revealed a trace of disdain!
"What is it? So ugly! Go to hell!"
Boom!
After Ancestral Dragon finished speaking, he waved his sleeve. No power seeped out of his sleeve!
Not far away, the Zombie Emperor's expression was completely stunned!
A few seconds later, his body fell to the ground like quicksand and turned into ashes.
From the beginning to the end, the Corpse Emperor didn't resist at all. He didn't even have time to sublimate!
Beside him, the shock in the hearts of the Hell Guarding Emperor and the Yama Emperor had reached its peak!
What kind of strength was this?
The Corpse Emperor was the Darkness Supreme Being. Even if he cut himself, he wouldn't be turned into ashes by a sleeve, right?
The two of them looked at each other, and their bodies could not help but tremble!
They were indeed emperors and emperors, and they had suppressed an entire lifetime!
Logically speaking, with their dignity as Martial Monarch Realm experts, even if they died, they would die with dignity. They would not be so frightened.
However!
After cutting themselves and living for more than a hundred thousand years, their edges and corners had long been smoothed out!
In order to survive, they were even willing to cut themselves. The pride and backbone in their hearts were naturally gone.
At this moment, in front of the Ancestral Dragon's powerful strength, the two of them could already be considered to have firm minds for not kneeling and begging for mercy.
"You... Who are you?"
The Hell Guarding Emperor's teeth were chattering, and the fear and horror in his voice were about to overflow!
The Yama Emperor next to him was not any better!
He had a mysterious background and had become a monarch more than once. He had lived a second or even a third life!
but
In front of the Ancestral Dragon, he could not find any chance of winning!
What level of existence was this?
Immortal?
Were immortals really that powerful?
The Yama Emperor slowly raised his hand and took off the mask that he had not taken off for countless years.
Beneath the mask was a middle-aged man's face that was as pale as snow.
His eyes were deep. The cultivation technique he cultivated had already corroded his mind.
If an ordinary person looked directly at him, they would instantly be captivated by him and become his slaves.
At this moment, there was only fear left in his pitch-black eyes!
"Are you immortals?"
The Ancestral Dragon looked at the Prison Guarding Emperor and then at the Yama Emperor.
After which, he pointed at the Yama Emperor and said indifferently.
"You, you haven't said your name yet. Hurry up and say it. Otherwise, hehe, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to say it!”
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