The moment the Third Ancestor Yan Mo took action at the same time was the world of demonic power, so terrifying that it seemed that in a moment it could swallow the void to collapse and destroy it.

In the space devoured by the light, Yan Er's demon claws hit Nanming's only remaining Siming God. The speed of splitting the sky, the magic power of the soul-piercing spirit, and the powerful Siming God almost didn't have time to react. They rushed to take action, and the four blending Nanming divine power burst out violently in the approaching darkness.

Bang!

The golden light bloomed violently, but it was torn into a scattered residual light in an instant. The Siming God's whole body shook violently, his lips and teeth collapsed, and most of the golden light in his eyes scattered.

The dignified Four Sea Gods, two Nine-level God Lords and two Eight-level God Lords, were at a clear disadvantage under Yan Er's first attack.

To truly face a Yan Zu with his own strength, this huge gap that surpassed his expectations almost made the Four Sea Gods almost scattered.

"Haha!" Yan Er screamed strangely, and the claws of Yan Mo suddenly exploded, shaking the horrified Siming God from afar, and then rushed up violently. His dry fingers drew millions of black marks in the dark space, like a nightmare net from the abyss of purgatory, covering the last Siming Gods in Nanming, dragging them to the deeper and deeper dark abyss.

"Yan Er, Nan Qianqiu is going to live." Yun Che's rumor was faint.

Yan Er received the order, and forced the force that originally covered the four people, swept to Nan Qianqiu and one person.

On the other side, Yan San's ghost had approached the Nanming God Emperor, and a pair of dark demon claws grabbed his head with the cold light of broken souls.

"Nanming boy, die, haha!"

In the past, when Nanwan Fresh took action personally, there was a real surprise. Any Siming King around him could destroy everything in the blink of an eye.

Now, the Siming Kings are all dead, and the last Siming God is too busy to take care of himself. He never thought that as the number one god emperor in the Southern Region, he would fall into "isolation" one day.

The anger and resentment that almost shattered his body finally found a place to vent. His remaining hair stood up one by one, and his pupils turned into purely dazzling golden color. The angry power from the Nanming God Emperor quickly condensed a huge golden mysterious formation, which was about to tear Yan San into dark debris.

Scream!

The Baili Space collapsed in an instant, and the dark claws and the golden mysterious formation were broken at the same time. Yan San flew backwards, and Nan Wansheng's body fell sharply, and dozens of blood plasma burst out from the wounds all over his body. Before he could turn completely in one breath, Yan San's terrifying face suddenly appeared in his pupils, accompanied by an extremely harsh ghost laugh.

"Hahahahaha!"

boom--

Nan Wansheng was swept by a hurricane of destruction. For a moment, even his consciousness became blank. He stopped his body and was about to surge, he vomited several blood arrows, and there were five black blood holes that were almost penetrated in his chest.

In terms of overall strength, Nan Wansheng slightly beats Yan San, the relatively weakest among the three Yan ancestors.

However, Nan Wansheng had just been severely injured by the Ming Shen cannon, and his Qi and Blood were in an unstoppable frenzy due to extreme anger. Now in his state, he could not be Yan San's opponent at all.

In addition, he suffered a severe injury. Facing Yan San, not to mention confrontation, just resisting with all his strength would make his injuries worse... That was a severe injury from the Ming Shen Cannon. Even if he was in seclusion immediately, it would take decades to recover.

Without any surprise, under the attack of Yan San, Nan Wansheng retreated step by step, but as the Emperor of Nanming, no one came forward to win some breathing opportunities for him. The Four Mingshen were completely suppressed by Yan Er, and Nangui finally settled on the spot, because a breath that was so powerful that he could not move rashly stood in front of him.

Qianye Bianzhu.

"Brother Bingzhu," Nan Guizhong's expression was still calm, but the light in his old eyes seemed to have faded a lot: "It's good if I haven't seen each other for many years, and now I can have a chance to have another game."

Qianye Bingzhu said: "It is naturally good to talk to old friends. It's a pity that the place where you and I stand today is the battlefield."

The storm was surging, and Qianye Wugu's figure appeared beside Qianye Bingzhu.

The two great Brahma ancestors and the two former Brahma god emperors, their breaths were as strong as the end of the south, and their blood flow suddenly stopped.

He glanced at the situation of Siming Shen and Nan Wansheng, and sighed, and a dark gold ancient sword appeared in his hand.

He was confident and proud to be unbeaten when fighting against either Qianye Bingzhu and Qianye Wugu alone. But facing both of them at the same time, he could not have a slight chance of winning.

"Relieve all seals in the royal city!" The ancient sword raised, and the voice of Nanguizhong spread out like a vast sea wave in the Nanming Divine Realm: "Nanming children, the demons are coming to the city. This is the day when I decide my life and death in Nanming. I will hold your life and fight!"

Most of the seals of the Nanming King City had been destroyed by the Ming Shen cannon. At this moment, under the order of Nangui, all seals were opened. At this moment, the Nanming King City, the once unattainable holy land of the Southern Divine Realm, can be entered by all spirits.

Yan Er suppressed the Si Ming Shen, Yan San fought alone against Nan Wansheng, and the second Brahma ancestor suppressed Nangui Zhong... The Southern Divine Realm has never had such a high-level battle.

However, the battlefield of such a fierce battle is the Nanming King City. No matter what the outcome is, the Nanming King City will suffer another huge destruction and disaster.

Yan Yize rushed to Shi Tian, ​​Xuanyuan, and Ziwei. As the leader of the Three Yan Ancestors, his strength surpassed anyone present. When he approached, the heavy darkness pressure brought to the Three God Emperors was undoubtedly heavy.

"Don't worry about them." Yun Che suddenly spoke, and Yu Guang glanced at the Three God Emperors with extremely cold eyes.

Yan Yi's figure stopped and returned to Yun Che's side, without any movement.

A roaring sound came from the ears, and a roar came from the sky below. The elders of Nanming who had just been suppressed by the power of the Three Yan Zusan, Mingwei had already rushed to the ground. "Gu Bo," Qianye Ying'er glanced down: "You have not killed any animals for many years, but today, you are afraid that you will commit the biggest murder in this life."

Gu Zhu smiled faintly and said, "Miss has returned safely and has reborn again. The old slave has no regrets for the rest of his life. His persistence has long been worth mentioning."

As he finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, and a storm appeared out of thin air, tearing apart the space and body in an instant, quickly dyeing the storm into a shocking blood color.

Qianye Ying'er also broke down. The oracle was like a golden snake emerging from the dark abyss, piercing the bodies of dozens of Mingwei in an instant, and then directly breaking the body of a Nanming elder's divine master.

The fierce battle began, half of the Nanming Xuanists were fleeing, and half of the Nanming Xuanists rushed towards the royal city under a passionate blood.

What is the foundation stone? The foundation stone is strong enough to cast a tower that can thrust the sky and break the clouds.

But if the foundation stone is shattered, even if the tower breaks through the sky and enters the dome, it will collapse in an instant.

The cornerstones of the Nanming Divine Realm are undoubtedly King Ming and God Ming. But with the demise of Kings of Four Mings and Most of the Mings, the core power is only Four Mingshen. Nan Wansheng and Nanming Divine Realm, which is in the end, is no longer possible to compete with Yun Che and his party... Even if there are only eight people on the other side!

The battlefield at the Supreme Realm of the God Lord is so terrible that even the God Lord is difficult to get close to. With its huge number and home field advantage, before this level of fierce battle, the Nanming Xuan who flocked to defend the holy land with their own strength and life were simply a group of fearless and ignorant jokes. Before he could get close to the battlefield, he had already died in the aftermath of the God Lord's power.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom———

The entire Nanming Divine Realm was trembling, and the sky shattered by force continued to appear in an inhealed state of cracking.

However, in just half a quarter of an hour, the Siming Gods who joined forces were all injured under Yan Er's hands. The dark body invaded the soul, which made their bodies cold, but their fighting spirit and pride quickly swallowed by terror.

Nan Wansheng roared, but was suppressed by Yan San and had no power to fight back. His body was torn apart one after another. Under the black marks, there were bones that were quickly infected with darkness.

Nangui was finally surrounded by the two Yan Zu, and even resisting was becoming more and more difficult.

From the beginning of this fierce battle, Nanming's core forces were completely defeated, and the elders and Mingwei were slaughtered one by one under Qianye Ying'er and Gu Zhu's men.

The foreign aid channel has been cut off, and the only factor that can reverse the situation in Nanming is now the Three God Emperors of the Southern Region.

The power at the level of the three god emperors, and they all carry two divine inheritors, is definitely a force that can interfere with the situation of war.

However, the three of them never took action.

Yan Yi, who rushed towards them and suddenly stopped, was undoubtedly a warning from Yun Che... and told them that his target was only Nanming. If they dared to take action, they would buried them together.

"Divine Emperor, really... won't you take action?" The sea god standing behind Cang Shitian whispered.

Cang Shitian narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was no response.

Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Ziwei both turned pale, their minds were concentrated on Yan Yi. The dark power from the head of the ancestor Yan made them clearly know that as long as there was a slight movement, the other party's claws would penetrate their hearts... and there would be no chance of regret.

"Uh!"

A painful scream came, and Nan Wansheng's chest was penetrated by Yan San's demon claws. A blood hole with terrifying black mist appeared on the body of the extremely noble God Emperor.

Nan Wansheng retreated in panic. He covered his chest and turned to the Three God Emperors with endless resentment, and roared like a desperate beast from his mouth: "I won't take action yet!"

Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Ziwei tightened their faces at the same time. Emperor Xuanyuan gritted his teeth slightly, and his mysterious energy suddenly burst out and his sword energy was inspiring.

"Are you sure you want to take action?" Cang Shitian's words came coldly, with some fun.

"Hmph!" Emperor Xuanyuan's breath was slightly curled and he said in a deep voice: "As the God Emperor of the Southern Region, if he is afraid of the demons and dares to take action, wouldn't he become a coward who will be ridiculed for generations!"

"That's right!" Emperor Xuanyuan's words also shattered Emperor Ziwei's hesitation. He stared at him and said, "The lips were gone and the teeth were cold. If we don't help Nanming drive away Yun Che today, we will die next... and we will leave a humiliating laughter after death!"

"Hahaha," Cang Shitian smiled lowly: "Divine Emperor? That's right, this title is so noble, it symbolizes the pinnacle of the power and identity of the world. But..."

He slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at Yun Che: "All three old monsters around Yun Che are better than any of us, but they are only worthy of being the loyal dog at his feet. Then what is our name of "God Emperor" in his eyes?"

"Cang Shitian!" Emperor Xuanyuan's eyes were full of anger: "It's fine if you are afraid of death and are unwilling to take action, so why should you insult others and yourself!"

Cang Shitian's lips tilted and said slowly: "If you can't listen, you will just pretend that I have farted. If you want to take action, I will of course not stop me. But, don't forget that Yun Che used to destroy the Dragon God with a poisonous hand, and now he vowed to stop Nanming, but he has never targeted us from beginning to end."

"Now, once you take the initiative to provoke it, there is no room for you." Cang Shitian smiled and said, "You have seen the consequences of this provocation with your own eyes. At that time, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Just!" Emperor Ziwei said: "Yun Che is now a madman who is possessed by devils! Do you actually imagine that Yun Che will hold back at us?"

"Disillusion?" Cang Shitian said: "From the current situation of the Eastern Divine Realm, all the people who hate Yun Che and those who resisted ended up miserably. And those who surrendered obediently were really alive. Especially the Liuguang Realm, the overturning heaven and the withered Star God Realm, were unscathed after taking the initiative to surrender, and tsk tsk."

Emperor Xuanyuan's face twitched, and then he laughed out loud: "The devil is in front of him, Nanming is suffering. As the emperor of the Southern Region, your first thought is not to help you, but to surrender? Haha... Hahaha, Cang Shitian, although I have always looked down on you for years, I didn't expect that you would be so unbearable!"

Emperor Ziwei also said with grips of teeth: "By this alone, you are a humiliation from the Southern Region, and even more so a humiliation from the Canglan Realm of the Ten Directions!"

Cang Shitian was not angry at all, but instead said with a smile: "Just just now, Qianye Wugu's words were very interesting. What is right and wrong, what is good and evil, the older you are, the more you can't see clearly. But this king is different. In my eyes, what the winner upholds and decides is absolute right and wrong and good and evil."

Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Ziwei were stunned for a moment.

"If we take action in today's battle, the best result will be to drive them away. It will be impossible to cause severe damage to them. Then, there will be a mortal enemy with no room for space."

"If we don't take action, Nanming will be defeated, and we will lose our dignity, but we will likely be able to be safe. After that, the only one who can truly destroy Yun Che is the Dragon God Realm. Today, the Ashes Dragon God Died, and the Dragon God Realm is a foregone conclusion to take action against the North God Realm. If the North God Realm is forced into the death realm, we will take action to deal with today's humiliation. But if... in the end, even the Dragon God Realm can't do anything to Yun Che..."

Cang Shitian's tone subsided: "You are trying to dig a grave for yourself at this moment!"

"Absurd!" Emperor Xuanyuan still looked angry, but his breath unconsciously restrained and had obviously wavered.

At this time, the already dark sky suddenly darkened again.

Yun Che's figure slowly rose into the air. His arms spread out, his black hair danced, and his whole body was filled with thick dark mist. The light in the world seemed to be crazily swallowed by his dark eyes, becoming colder and darker.

"Dirty Nanming Blood," Yun Che's lips moved slightly, his voice as if a demon curse whispered in everyone's ears: "It's forever in the dark!"

The light in the sky of the southern sea was completely destroyed, the black clouds rolled, and the chaotic airflow turned into countless surging dark storms. The dark elements between heaven and earth increased rapidly in an amplitude beyond common sense, wanting to eat up everything.

The Demonic Disaster Heaven!

The same dark mist floated on Yan Yi, Yan Er, Yan San, and Qianye Ying'er. The already terrifying dark power flow rate increased again, instantly causing the four Ming gods to scream one after another... The roar of the Nanming God Emperor also clearly brought fear and a slight despair.

At the same time, dozens of approaching dark auras finally arrived. Yan Tianxiao came first. When Emperor Yan's aura pierced into the Nanming King City, the lightless Nanming covered with another layer of dark despair.
To be continued...