"The Empress? The Phantom Voice Empress!"

All the demon lords in the main hall showed horror. This famous emperor in medieval history is also a female body, even now when the heroes are together, he has terrifying power.

The Emperor Underworld of Xuanming Sect is in retreat, and the ghost master has fallen. Who else can stop her?

"Boom!"

"Calm down!"

Po Meng suddenly stomped the leading cane, trying to stabilize the scene forcibly.

However, the tremor in the void became even more terrifying, as if a peerless might be coming.

"Crack!"

The void shattered like a mirror, and the main hall shook suddenly, and the roof of the temple built by the black **** crystal opened directly.

Cut off by a sharp sword!

The Empress of Phantom Music stands in the void, wearing a bright yellow brocade robe, wearing an emperor's phoenix crown, her skin deceives frost and snow, her eyes are as bright as autumn water, her hair is as smooth as a black Tianhe, spreading out, she is unparalleled beauty.

"The city of Hades is broken, do you have to fight it again?"

The female emperor coldly looked at the Xuan Ming disciple below, with a mocking arc of her mouth.

Those eyes are as unpredictable as an abyss, and as dazzling as a starry sky, and they have a superb temperament. This is the only one in the world.

Po Meng stepped out and said loudly: "Emperor Phantom Yin, you are so brave. If Emperor Ming is still alive, you dare to make such a rebellious move. You are not afraid that Emperor Ming will be born and completely destroy your Phantom Yin pulse. ?"

"Heh~~"

The female emperor smiled, revealing all kinds of style.

It was also this smile that made people feel awe-inspiring to kill. The surrounding air seemed to cool down instantly, condensing into ice, making people feel like falling into an ice cave.

She whispered: "Today the Bafang Masters gather, even if Emperor Ming goes out, there is only one dead end. As for you Ming children and grandchildren, let's bury him together."

"Haha, what the Empress is talking about!!!"

A loud voice came from the sky, like the sound of a thunderstorm, blasting from above the nine heavens, the void suddenly shattered a hole and stepped out a majestic old man with purple hair.

"Zihua Lei Di?"

Po Meng squinted her eyes and said coldly, "You Five Thunder Orthodox Sects also want to be enemies of Xuanming Sect?"

"Exactly."

The purple-haired old man said in a gloomy tone, surrounded by thunder, as if the **** of thunder came to the world.

"This kind of good thing, how can I be missing?"

There was another sound of breaking through the air, a dozen or so Zhun emperors with ghost charms dragged a huge coffin into the air, and an old man covered with yellow charms jumped out of the coffin.

At the moment he appeared, all the spatial turbulence seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force.

"Guling Master?"

Po Meng's heart sank again.

Soon after, all the powerhouses of the eight great middle-aged masters had arrived.

There are also countless teams from the Holy Land of the World, marching into the Underworld City, intending to take the opportunity to share a piece of the pie.

After all, the Xuanming Sect was a super-major that had suppressed the mainland for nearly a million years, and its profound background was unimaginable.

"Empress, everyone is almost there, can you do it?"

Zihua Lei Di said in a low voice, as if a kingdom of thunder rose from behind him while his sleeves were waving.

The Empress of Phantom Sound was about to speak, suddenly her expression changed, she looked at a void and whispered, "There are still people yet to arrive."

The other master leaders also sensed the abnormality, and Qi Qi looked towards the void where the empress was looking.

I saw that the peaceful void suddenly rippled, swaying layers of ripples, and then suddenly torn apart, revealing a beautiful light gate.

A huge golden battleship burst out of the air, as if cast in gold, engraved with dense Dao patterns.

There are countless soldiers standing above, full of murderous air. On the top of the battleship, a three-color flag is flying, and a huge "day" is written on the top of the battleship. The gods hunt and hunt, making gusts of wind and thunder, crushing the sky, rolling and rolling. Then, a powerful fighting intent came like a sea wave.

"Battleship of the Three Gods?"

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but change their faces.

The female emperor's eyes gleamed, and she leaned slightly, "I don't know if the Sun God's envoy is coming, the emperor has lost a long time to welcome her."

"The Empress is polite. The envoy came here uninvited. I hope it doesn't bother you."

Ruthless people's voice came from afar, and then walked out, and blossoms of fairy flowers grew from her feet, swaying and growing.

Behind her, strong men such as the high priest followed suit.

Gu Ling's face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Are you Trinity Sects going to get involved in the Western Wilderness?"

Ruthless glanced at him and said coldly: "The world is so big, where can I not go to the Three Gods?"

Master Gu Ling met Ruthless's eyes, only to feel a cold sweat rushing from his back, and quickly looked away.

Just being a ruthless person is not enough to make him scruples.

Even with the high priest who once suppressed the mainland, it would not be the opponent of the many leaders present.

But that three-color flag made them afraid to show no respect.

Because that represents the majesty of Zhang Tian, ​​the number one powerhouse in the mainland today!

After a little silence, the female emperor spoke again: "Today's grand gathering is to get rid of the Xuanming Sect and return to the mainland. As long as the Sun God envoy is not here to assist Xuanming Sect, we are naturally very welcome."

"Of course." Ruthless Man smiled with amorous feelings, looked down below Xuanming Cult, and said coldly: "The envoy also has a lot of hatred with Xuanming Cult, and it happened to be liquidated today."

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