The fairy road is silent! The path of the Buried Lord is crumbling, marking his fall. The ancient emperors of the burial world were shocked. They sensed the war situation, and the death of the burial master had a great impact on them. "Good kill!" The emperor of all races roared wildly, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his attacks became even more fierce. The Dragon Monument of Emperor Fuxi was shattered, the sword that had killed emperors throughout the ages was broken, and the great emperors of all races were at the point of life and death. There are a large number of ancient emperors in the burial world, and the divine power of death restrains all spirits. Even as a great emperor, the impact is minimal, but the impact does exist after all. A little adds up to a big thing, and once it breaks out, it will be fatal. "Avenge the Burial Master!" The ancient emperors of the Burial Realm roared. They knew that it was too late to retreat now. They had to kill the Great Emperor of all races first. Maybe they still had a glimmer of hope. "Poof!" Ba Cangtian's eyes dimmed, and he was struck between the eyebrows by an ancient emperor of the Burial Realm. The terrifying death energy corroded his soul. "Bang!" The sword of Emperor Wu Immortal collapsed, burning his origin and soul, and dragged an ancient emperor of the burial world to die together. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The Wuxian's eyes are filled with reluctance and nostalgia, heading towards destruction. The aura of transformation makes the surrounding emperors and ancient emperors avoid each other. "Emperor Heaven, if there is an afterlife, I hope to be friends with you and stop being competitors." The moment Guangyu disappeared, Wu Xian murmured with tears streaming down his face. The Emperor Xiaopeng was also robbed and was directly bombed. Golden blood rained and broken bones splattered. The scene was extremely tragic. After all, they have just achieved enlightenment, and both in terms of strength and actual combat experience, they are much inferior to the ancient emperors. It is not easy for them to persist until now. Three people died in battle one after another, and their marks of Tao also dissipated and they returned to the Tao. This is the imperial war, bloody and cruel, full of blood and bones, even the great emperor will fall. "Kill!" Tongtong fought for her life in blood, transformed into a female war goddess, chopped the world to pieces with a divine halberd, and fought with three ancient emperors of the burial world. "Her willow eyebrows were upturned, her phoenix eyes were full of evil, and her battle skirt was soaked with blood. She fought three ancient emperors alone, and the fight made the world boil. The battlefield is filled with imperial laws, like rays of fairy light, shattering the sky and breaking the eternity. "Chi!" An ancient emperor had wings growing on his ribs, like a sword from the sky, slashing directly towards Tongtong's eyebrows. "Screech!" Tongtong let out a light scold, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of stars, lighting up the heavens and forcing them back. "Poof!" The divine halberd fell and chopped an ancient emperor into pieces. Blood rained down and bones splattered. The ancient emperor screamed and fled quickly to avoid being killed on the spot. "Boom!" At this moment, Tongtong was attacked by a sneak attack. An ancient emperor disappeared in the void and suddenly attacked, almost killing her. "Ah!" Tongtong shouted, half of his body was blasted and turned into blood and mud. "Suffer death!" With one successful move, the Ancient Emperor of the Burial Realm gave a ferocious laugh, stretched out his ten fingers, and struck out one after another, killing people's souls. "Chi!" A killing light passed by, Tongtong held her head and screamed, her eyebrows split, and her soul was almost chopped into pieces. "Seeking death!" Just when the ancient emperor was about to kill Tongtong, Ye Fan descended from the sky like a magic weapon, shouted loudly, displayed his powerful body, and stepped on the ancient emperor. "No" The ancient emperor was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst. He wanted to run, but his feet seemed to have roots and he couldn't take a step forward. "Poof!" In the frightened and desperate eyes of the ancient emperor, Ye Fan's big foot fell down and crushed him. His soul became empty, and he couldn't even escape. Ye Fan's feet seemed to be a sky, a world, which imprisoned his soul and destroyed it directly. "Are you okay?" Ye Fan helped Tongtong up and at the same time channeled a powerful source of energy to help her heal her injuries. In an instant, Tongtong¡¯s severed limbs were reborn and completely restored, with two blushes appearing on her pale face. "I'm fine!" Tongtong's face turned red and her voice sounded like a mosquito. At this moment, her heart was filled with ups and downs. In Ye Fan's arms, she felt particularly safe. She really wanted to stay like this until the end of the world. However, she also knew that this was not the time for love between children. If she delayed for a moment longer, the emperor might die in battle. "Go and help others!" Holding back the reluctance in her heart, Tongtong said softly.? Pushed Ye Fan away, turned around and threw himself into the battle. "Kill!" Ye Fan's eyes grew colder, his heart was as solid as stone, and he launched a massacre against the ancient emperor of the Burial Realm. "Poof!" Blood splattered, and an ancient emperor was blasted by Ye Fan's punch. His soul howled in horror and fled towards the end of the immortal road. "Buzz!" Ye Fan covered the sky with his big hands and caught him directly. His palms glowed, and with a flash of Dao fire, his soul burned into nothingness. It is overwhelming and unstoppable! Ye Fan perfectly interpreted the true meaning of the eight words, pushing almost all the way, and no ancient emperor could block his ten moves. "It's over!" "After this battle, we will completely become the dust of history!" The ancient emperors of the burial world were in despair, their fighting spirit was completely gone, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they completely lost their previous arrogance and arrogance. Half an hour later, the war came to an end. All the ancient emperors in the Burial Realm were killed, their bodies exploded, and their souls turned to ashes. The world became silent, the air of death filled the air, and the entire route was filled with the strong smell of blood. In this battle, the great emperor of all races won, but it was a tragic victory and he paid a huge price. Countless great emperors died in battle, and their unyielding heroic souls floated in the void. Except for Ye Fan, all those who survived were injured, especially Tongtong, whose soul was cut off by a knife and almost fell to the realm of the Great Emperor. "What a tragedy!" Qiangu Kill Emperor grinned and let out a sigh. These people were all comrades who once fought side by side, but now they are separated forever. They survived the years, but sacrificed their lives for all races. For a moment, everyone was speechless, and sadness spread among the surviving emperors. Ye Fan was silent, silently collecting the blood and bones of the emperors who died in the battle, burying them on the immortal road, setting up stone tablets for them, and pouring down glasses of wine. The autumn wind blows and everything becomes desolate! Looking at the tombs and stone monuments in front of them, all the survivors shed tears. Thunder Emperor, whose talents and talents are unparalleled in ancient times and today, wants to compete with God, use his own power to control the punishment of God, and act on behalf of God. However, he also fell in this battle, and was bombarded to ashes. Only a piece of armor and a drop of remaining blood were found. The Great Divine Emperor once suppressed the dark turmoil and killed countless humanoid creatures. He almost reached the edge of the Burial Realm and died in the battle. Each tomb and each stone tablet represents a great emperor. They once fought for the survival of all races, and now they have shed their last drop of blood and fought until their last breath. In everyone¡¯s hearts, there is hurt, pain, and a sense of relief. They have not forgotten their original intention. Fighting for all races is also considered to be benevolent and to die in a worthy death. There are less than ten people alive now among the great emperors of all races. Emperor Fuxi was injured all over his body, and his origin was almost destroyed. Without hundreds of years of cultivation, he could never hope to regain his strength. " Killing the emperor through the ages is almost the same. His soul was split and he almost died. If Ye Fan hadn't appeared in time, both he and Emperor Fuxi would have been catastrophic. Emperor Wen also survived, but his injuries were more serious. His body was shattered and beaten into ashes. Only half of his head was left, and the fire of the soul was almost extinguished. In addition, Niu Bugeng also survived. This boy was the least injured and was still alive and kicking to help Ye Fan bury the emperors who died in the battle. There is no other way. Although his fighting power is not good, his ability to take beatings is unique. Among the great emperors, he is definitely a unique one. After the memorial ceremony, everyone left this sad place and came to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. There is a trace amount of immortality, so as long as you don¡¯t die on the spot, there is hope of recovery. After settling down, Ye Fan called everyone together to discuss the next step. There was a blazing bonfire, and meat was cooking in a large cauldron, exuding an alluring aroma. Ye Fan glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Now that you are all injured and unable to move, you should rest peacefully and recuperate first, and then make plans after you recover." "What about you, boss?" Niu Bugeng asked. With a jar of fine wine, he wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and asked Ye Fan. "I will go to the end of the Immortal Road to help the King of Creation deal with the Lord of Darkness." Ye Fan said. "No!" Emperor Fuxi shook his head and stopped: "The King of Creation and the Lord of Darkness have long surpassed the category of the emperor. They can be called legendary immortals. Their combat power is extremely terrifying. You can't do anything if you go there. If you are busy, you will be easily affected." "Ye Fan Tiran, his combat power has surpassed that of the Great Emperor, and is even higher than that of the Burial Master, but he is still not favored, which shows thatWhat? "Then what should we do now?" Ye Fan asked, "We can't just do nothing, right?" Emperor Fuxi nodded and said, "Yes, now, it's best for us to do nothing, heal and wait. "Instructions from the King of Creation." "Instructions?" Ye Fan blurted out: "What instructions?" , just waiting for instructions from the King of Creation. The King of Creation will send a message when we need to take action. " "Instructions" Ye Fan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. In the end, he agreed to Emperor Fuxi's proposal and decided not to take action for the time being. After a fierce battle, he also felt tired and needed a good rest to replenish his strength to deal with emergencies. The fairy mist is misty, and the bright moon hangs high, casting a silver glow that makes the valley look like a fairyland. Everyone ate meat with large mouthfuls and drank wine from large bowls. Although the surviving emperors were all injured, it did not affect their drinking and eating meat. After all, the wine is like nectar and jade liquid, and the meat is like a quasi-emperor-level star beast, which contains terrifying life essence. It can only be good for their injuries, not harmful. After eating and drinking, everyone dispersed, each looking for a place to practice quietly and practice Qigong to heal their injuries. Years passed by slowly, and hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, Emperor Fuxi and others never left seclusion, nor did they receive any instructions. And Ye Fan has been in seclusion. After hundreds of years of accumulation, he has further improved his Taoism, and his power has also been qualitatively improved. At this moment, he has a feeling that if he fights the Burial Master again, it will definitely not be as difficult as before, and he can suppress it with a backhand. Confidence comes from strength. Hundreds of years of accumulation have given him the strength to fight against immortals.