The Peerless Emperor

Lin Qian stood at the front of the Emperor's battleship with his hands on his back, calmly watching the battle in the distance.

And beside him, Lin Zu and Ye Xuanyan were already standing, not only that, but there were also some good-line immortal races, and the newly-emerged Hunyuan realm powerhouses.

In the front, Zhao Long stood in the air, and on the opposite side, there were ten overlord immortal tribes in the realm of half-step saints, looking ugly here.

In the rear, there was already a barrier cut off by the curtain of sword light, looking endless up and down, left and right.

This is the formation of Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is attached to the barrier formed by this ancestor who sacrificed his life in the past.

They knew the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation very well, and if they escaped into it, they would definitely die.

But in front of...

In front of them, Zhao Long looked at him, his expression was stern and cold, and his strength was terrifying.

Going forward to fight is also looking for death.

"Your Majesty is merciful, those who descend will not kill, and don't quickly kneel down as a slave?" In the air, Zhao Long straightened the Tailong spear in his hand, the white luster flowing on the spear, bright and dazzling.

And his eyes are full of murderous intent.

Obviously, Zhao Long didn't want the other party to surrender at all, just thinking that they would be able to stubbornly resist, and then be ready to kill them.

In Zhao Long's eyes, he simply looked down on the people of these domineering immortal races.

The eyes of these overlord immortal tribesmen were full of despair. The Million Immortal Army behind them was already their last family property. If they were finished, no one would be able to use it.

However, they have no chance to resist.

When the Huaxia Empire went to war, these overlord immortal races did not take them to heart, only felt that they were a mob.

However, when the other party really sent a large army to crush the realm, they knew that when the other party had absolute strength to crush, they could not resist.

Even one month after the war, their domineering immortal clan concentrated all their strength together, it was useless.

In the other legion, the ninth rank of Hunyuan realm is just a small soldier. In an ordinary small town, dispatching a soldier is enough to establish a crushing victory.

If the defenders on their side were tyrannical, they would send out two or three people, if not, ten people would be a hundred people.

Make a hairy?

And when they were fighting together, they discovered that the formation of their city, the large formation that guarded the territory, had actually reversed and turned into the opponent's formation, even if they could hold onto it.

When the Huaxia Empire really began to show off, Lin Zu and Ye Xuanyan were frightened.

They can also be regarded as people who have witnessed the big wind and waves, and they have really never seen the hundreds of millions of Hunyuan realm ninth legion!

"You are ruthless, Human Lin Qian, but even if so, don't think about it." And the leading Overlord Immortal Clan shouted angrily at Fang Ru standing in front of the battleship.

After the roar, the leading Tyrant Maid Immortal Clan suddenly plunged into the Zhuxian Sword Array at the back.

Not only that, but the others, too, simply took the action of burning their own lives, speeding up and rushing into the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Their cultivation base was at least half a step Hunyuan Saint's realm, and Zhao Long didn't have time to intercept the speed at which his life burst.

Boom!

In the next moment, there was a deafening roar inside the Zhuxian Sword Array, huge vibrations, and constant tremors, and there were some cracks in the Zhuxian Sword Array.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation can still be restored, but the barrier that shrouds this piece of heaven and earth can't be restored.

After the violent desperate explosion sounded, the barrier that originally guarded the starry sky began to shake.

Moreover, the explosion triggered the violent sword qi in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which made the original barrier worse, and a little cracked pattern appeared.

Lin Qian's expression turned gloomy in an instant, and he didn't expect that these people of the Overlord Immortal Clan would cause himself some trouble before he died.

The remaining half-step Hunyuan Saint Overlord's Immortal Clan died, and the immortal upper realm had become Lin Qian's possession.

So far, the immortal upper realm is also unified.

Boom!

The upper realm of the immortal vibrated, and the original lower realm of the mortal realm, now the barrier in Kyushu, completely disappeared.

After disappearing, there is no gap between the immortal and the common. Lin Qian's original words have been realized.

Contains the aura in it, and begins to understand.

In fact, the richness of the aura of the heavens and the earth in Kyushu has far exceeded the immortal upper realm.

Therefore, after the two realms were opened up, it was the aura of Kyushu that poured into the immortal upper realm.

The Immortal Upper Realm was also renamed and changed to Shenzhou as the central state.

At the same time, the Soul Martial Star also began to shift, floating in a specific position.

Not only that, but the nine main stars of Kyushu have also begun to soar and come to a position above the immortal realm.

"What's the situation?" Lin Qian's figure appeared in the fantasy star, came to the headquarters of the Tiangong Department, and stood beside Zhuge Ming.

At this moment, the picture presented on the huge mirror in front of him is astonishingly the center of this chaotic universe.

The inside of this center is now the land of the ten states of the Chinese Empire, and the outside is surrounded by an eggshell-like barrier.

This barrier contains the power of the law of heart and blood, which is the barrier that the ancestors of the past sacrificed their lives to guide the will of the center of the universe.

And now this barrier, due to the self-destruction of the Overlord Vessel Immortal Clan, cracked and began to weaken.

"Nine thousand years, Your Majesty." Zhuge Ming said a little heavy, and explained the situation to Lin Qian beside him, "After nine thousand years, this barrier will be broken, and we will usher in war."

Huh!

At this time, Lin Qian waved his hand, and a system framework and a tactical map appeared beside him, showing the entire chaotic universe.

At the edge of the ten states where one is located, one can already see that a large army is gathering.

Obviously, this other predator of the chaotic universe has noticed the signs of weakening of the barrier here and prepared in advance.

"Fantasy Star is now in this world, how long can you stick to the power of the law of will condense?" Lin Qian thought, and communicated with the will of the chaotic universe.

Ding!

In front of him, the system panel showed a message, and at the same time a kind and gentle female voice emerged.

"My child, using my strength, I can only persist for eight thousand years, and within 100 million years, you can only rely on yourself."

"I'm too young, sorry."

Lin Qian is not surprised when the system speaks.

The creator of the game he played in his previous life is Hongjun himself who has continued to evolve for hundreds of billions of years, and uses games to select people who are suitable for the aptitude of the chosen child.

Lin Qian was selected, and the evolved Huaxia Empire followed him to this chaotic universe. It exists in the will space at the center of the universe, that is, inside the immortal realm.

And the so-called system is actually the will of the chaotic universe, and it is also the incarnation of this universe.

The Chosen Son is the savior chosen by Hongjun, the child, successor, and master of the will of the young chaotic universe.

The philosophers grew up and led their respective young chaotic universes to form a battle line.

Just like the original teacher, he saved his life.

"Eight thousand years, let's do it this way." Lin Qian finally made up his mind to fight back.