1307: C1307 Emperors Present

C1307 Emperors Present

The endless darkness had no chance of survival!

Under the endless devouring of the emperor realm Artifact Spirit, only Meng Fan's last Spiritual Force remained unperturbed within it. However, compared to Zhou Tian, it was simply too insignificant, too fragile.

"Tsk tsk..." "After persevering for such a long time, I still have some ability …"

"It's just a pity... You don't have any chances... If we don't get killed now, how long will it take for us to survive? "

It was naturally the Artifact Spirit that came from the emperor's dao. In the long confrontation between two parties, it already held the absolute advantage, and its tone was quite evil.

However, this last sliver of Meng Fan's Spiritual Force was completely unaffected. It was not affected at all, allowing the Monarch Equipment's voice to continue to fall.

Finally, after what seemed like countless centuries, Meng Fan's voice slowly faded away.

"I said it …" "So many, aren't you tired?"

"Humph!"

The Artifact Spirit of the Monarch's path sneered.

"I just feel that you're as weak as an ant, that's all!"

"Really?" Do you think you can't erase my last will? "

Meng Fan said calmly, his tone was calm.

"It's just a matter of time!"

"Is that so? Do the Artifact Spirit of the Overlord's Path like to brag too? Can you erase my will?"

The words were like lightning and slowly fell down, but it was unquestionable. It made the endless darkness in the sky tremble, as if countless large hands were grabbing at Meng Fan, filled with thunderous anger.

"What a joke, you're too arrogant, a mere junior like you, who's only at the peak of Profound Origin Stage, dares to speak to me in such a manner, hmph …" In the long history of history, I have seen more deities than you have ever heard of, what qualifications do you have! "

The voice of the emperor's dao rumbled out like thunder. At the same time, an endless pressure suppressed it, as if it was going to completely tear Meng Fan apart.

However, Meng Fan remained motionless under the endless changes to the Circulatory Cycle Revolution.

"As you said, it's a long history … The future belongs to me now. The times have changed. The past has not changed, the future … And that is Indefinite! "

"Do you think that just by relying on you to surpass the gods, those who have controlled the way of the emperor for generations all have the sacred right to sweep the world and reign supreme for all eternity? Just what right do you have? What do you have!"

The Emperor's Dao coldly replied. It was filled with endless contempt. As the voice faded away, the endless darkness exploded like a star. At the same time, several figures emerged from within the darkness.

Every single one of them was like a dreamlike character, but their auras were unmoving. They only had one thing in common, and that was to have an endless domineering aura, as if a monarch that could sweep across the world and break through everything, emerging from this world.

"Kneel!"

With these two words, a total of seven to eight figures stood around him. Some were young, some were old, and all of them had different appearances.

If there were people from the ancient times here, they would definitely be amazed, because everyone here were all great emperors, and were extremely famous in the ancient times.

The middle-aged one was called the Ancient Demon Official Emperor, the elderly one was the Green Lotus Primordial Spirit, and the one who looked young was an existence that spanned hundreds of thousands of years. His surname was Jiang Hun, and people would always call him Great Emperor Jiang Hun …

This group of people were the rulers of the various generations of the emperor realms. The latter had experienced far too much, but the owners of each generation had all reached heaven-shaking and earth-shattering levels of power and appeared at the same time. These figures were like divine emperors that had come back to life, looking down at the world with contempt.

It was as if the last Spiritual Force could collapse at any moment. It had to be said that the pressure of this group of great emperors was too great, any one of them would tremble in fear upon seeing this, submitting to them, even if they were a sacred being. They were going to be immediately defeated, and this was not facing the illusion of a great Emperor, but a group of great emperors.

In the long river of time in the Myriad Domain, the names of these eight people resounded through the world. Now, they stood in front of Meng Fan, targeting the latter.

When the Spiritual Force swept the area, Meng Fan looked around. However, as the auras of countless great emperors descended, he remained indifferent, as if he did not see anything.

"What? Do you think you can compare to this group of Great Emperor Of The Ancient World?"

The voice of the Emperor was filled with derision.

At the same time, the light flickered within, and its aura spread. It was Meng Fan's martial arts, and was a method that combined with many years of his cultivation, and even more so, it was his will. At this moment, it had completely erupted, appearing in front of the Artifact Spirit of the Monarch Dao.

"The gods that you speak of have already become history, and have already said that they are immortal in the past, and that their future is uncertain. This group of monarchs may have truly gone overboard in the ancient times, building up their illustrious battle prowess, but in the future, they are destined to have me. They have already settled down, but I am not certain, so how can you know that I am inferior to them, and that I cannot surpass them? The path of mine, disrespect to the heaven and earth, disrespect to the gods, eternal supremacy, only one person, if the gods ran amok in the past, then because I was not there, then the gods … no longer a god! "

His voice rumbled as his thoughts spread out.

Even though there was the aura of an endless number of emperors in the universe and several of their emperors were right in front of his eyes, Meng Fan was able to display his martial dao.

Even before the previous emperors, Meng Fan did not feel discouraged or discouraged at all. Instead, he faced them calmly, ignoring the gods.

This was not arrogance, but Meng Fan's own will. After many years, he was determined to cultivate his mind, and if not for this kind of cultivation, Meng Fan would have died a thousand times over in the middle of life and death.

"Praise you!"

In the next moment, all of the emperors around him smiled. Instead of the pressure from before, every single one of them spat out a single word. They looked at Meng Fan and seemed to be smiling as they nodded at him.

This scene was too astonishing, as if the group of Great Emperor Of The Ancient World had been revived and acknowledged by Meng Fan. If anyone had a discerning eye, they would understand that this was a fusion of wills that would allow the group of emperors to admit it.

It seemed simple, but it required the heart of a true Emperor in the successor of the way of the emperor. Looking around the world, that emperor was not dominating of the world, ignoring the ambitions of others, he was the best in the world, the rest were all beneath me, if he did not have this kind of ambition, how could he be called an emperor!

He smiled at Meng Fan. That kind of aura became gentle, light flashed, and the entire world became bright. The aura surrounded Meng Fan, as if it was the core of the entire galaxy.

Even if the Artifact Spirit of the emperor's path still had more to say, it was still quite speechless looking at the scene in front of them. Even though Meng Fan was still young, even if his cultivation level was low, he had already satisfied any of the emperor's demands. The most important thing for him to control the emperor's path was not strength, but... Only with that kind of heart of an overlord can he move … The path of the emperor!

Boom!

In an instant, with the approval of all the emperors, Meng Fan's Spiritual Force suddenly soared in height. His body trembled in the outside world as he opened his eyes and woke up from his world.

Finally … He woke up!

One man and one artifact. Spiritual fusion. At this moment … Meng Fan had obtained the recognition of the Sovereign King Dao and became the new successor of the Ancient Divine Artifact.

The instant Meng Fan obtained the inheritance, the bell chimes rang out in the sky for a total of seventy-eight times. In the heart of the palace, a gigantic Spatial Fissure could be seen with a single glance.

This Spatial Fissure was a door. After walking through this door, no one knew what was inside. The faint aura it gave off was enough to make even divinity tremble.

Sitting in front of him were six elders, all dressed in gray hemp robes, their faces expressionless, and just like that, they sat in the middle of the world with white hair covering their shoulders. Rumbling origin energy rippled out from within their bodies, fusing with the Gate of Space, maintaining the circulation of the Gate of Space.

Anyone could understand that the six elders who were quietly sitting in the air were … Any one of the six deities seemed capable of destroying everything in their path and splitting the world apart.

Expert of Divine Essence Stage would never show up!

However, at this moment, six people had actually appeared within the Divine Temple and were all sitting in the sky. This scene was simply too spectacular, even the numerous Heaven's Pride who had passed by couldn't help but show shocked expressions and give a deep bow to these six people before stepping into the Imperial Palace.

The bell tolled, and after eighty-one tolls, it was time to close the Emperor Palace's Gate of Space. At this moment, the crowd could be said to be in an uproar.

Countless Heaven's Pride stepped into the place. The instant the bell sounded for the 80th time, three human figures also appeared in the sky. They were naturally Meng Fan, Bai Shui'er, and Cao Qiushui.

After bowing to the six old men, they also followed as they entered. Finally, they were not late, but it was very clear that Meng Fan and the other two could be said to be the last of the group. After the figures of the three had merged into one, the bell for the eighty-first bell chime also slowly rang out and shook the heaven and earth.

"Fit!"

In the sky, six old men spoke at the same time, their faces expressionless. With a grab of the void above their heads, endless spatial ripples surged forth, slowly merging into the Void Door. At the same time, an ancient voice sounded out.

"A flower blooms for a thousand years, an emperor will become a god for all eternity, and once the palace is opened, it will last for ten years … Ten years later... "He appeared again …"

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