Chapter 266 The Divine Emperor comes out of seclusion!

One month.

The entire demon world was spreading the news of what happened outside the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King offended the Demon King, and his path forward was cut off. It was impossible for him to enter the Demon King's realm.

Tianpeng Territory, beyond the Yang Sea.

Liang Hui stood on the hill, looking into the distance at the ground covered with cracks. In those cracks of varying widths, one could vaguely see strands of lava.

I recalled the scene I saw in my dream and sighed softly.

This place was originally a vast ocean area with pure yang energy, which was of great benefit to sword practitioners, Taoists, and monks.

But all this was destroyed in an attack.

In Yanghai, the human race, led by the sword cultivator, launched a counterattack.

The outcome was undoubtedly a defeat!
Ninety-nine percent of the sword practitioners in the world died here, and even the so-called indestructible sword was almost broken by the Demon King.

It was eventually cut off by King Tianpeng.

Stop the thoughts in your head.

Liang Hui jumped down, took a step forward, and walked towards the Yanghai where he once was.

tower! tower! tower!
With every step he took, the aura of his body became more mysterious.

A series of tall figures appeared behind the young man and followed him forward.

One day, four days, seven days!
Liang Hui never stopped moving forward. Various figures appeared and disappeared behind him, as if there was no end.

Snapped!
Liang Hui stopped and looked at the lush jungle in front of him. He walked to the end of Yanghai.

One figure after another gradually appeared behind him, bowed, and then slowly disappeared.

"I'm sorry, junior!"

The boy's straight waist was unconsciously slightly bent, as if he was carrying something?
Liang Hui's eyes were deep. After entering the dream, he got to know many sword cultivators, and then he used the Ten Thousand Beasts Fist to create these outstanding people.

But his identity in this world is too special. He is the only surviving human being and the last trace of the clan's destiny.

It can be said that he alone bears the glory, splendor, and end of the human race over millions of years.

Apart from the boxing techniques, changes have inevitably occurred.

Turn back!

Finally took a look at the Battle of Yanghai.

Stride forward and disappear into the jungle.

Tiandang Mountain, the ancient battlefield between humans and demons.

This was a turning point battle between the human and demon races. In this battle, both races put in all their efforts and used all their resources.

Billions of lives were lost.

After this battle, the human race was completely on the defensive.

There are too many dead people and monsters. Even if the corpses are cleared away, a large amount of resentment, ghosts, evil spirits, and all kinds of negative auras are still generated.

Therefore, many demon tribes practicing secret techniques gathered in Tiandang Mountain.

Today, a sturdy man in feathered robes stepped into this place, emitting a strong demonic aura.

He did not practice any cultivation, but just walked in Tiandang Mountain for ten days and then left.

Only the body seemed to bend slightly.

Four days after the big man left, a consciousness suddenly swept across the entire Tiandang Mountain, causing the monsters to tremble instinctively.

At the same time, millions of miles away, a short figure looked up at the sky with a smile on his face.

"Have you cracked the disguise? It's a little slower than expected."

His disguise skills have been learned, perfected and improved since he entered the dream of the strange beast Blue Wolf.

It can be said to be his most proficient method among all his boxing techniques.

But this time he was facing the Demon King who controlled the world, so it was not surprising that he was discovered.

Fortunately
Over the past few months, he has absorbed the scriptures and various arts of this world, and his disguise skills have been further improved.

It might be able to last for a while.

As he was thinking, the aura on his body changed again.

He lowered his head and continued searching for special items on the battlefield.

time flies.

Chiyuanhe! Dupingshan! Hei Chunyuan.
Liang Hui's disguised figure kept appearing in these war sites.

On this day, he had been away from an ancient battlefield for less than two days.

A jade hand suddenly emerged from the clouds and slapped the mountain where the ancient battlefield was located. Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth trembled and strong winds blew, as if hundreds of suns exploded before our eyes.

The mountain range that stretched for 100,000 miles collapsed into ashes in an instant.

Liang Hui looked at the huge palm print, a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

Its own breath began to shrink and disappear.

At the same time, a hand reached out from the clouds and took pictures of the battlefields left behind in various places in the Heavenly Demon Realm.

Let all traces of the past become completely empty.

After this incident.

Liang Hui no longer went to various battlefields, but instead focused all his energy on practicing.

While hunting monsters to gain energy and speed up the pace of cultivation, he also digested the knowledge gained in the dream and turned it into his own strength.

At the same time, they wander around and don't stay in a fixed area for too long.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, time kept passing and four months went by in a flash.

In the divine palace.

Liang Hui, who was practicing in seclusion, slowly opened his eyes, and divine light burst out, crossing the sky and going straight into the starry sky.

boom!
The vast and boundless divine palace began to tremble, cheer, and leap for joy.

Even Su Yao, who was sitting on a chair and presiding over the meeting, stopped talking.

He tilted his head slightly to look at where Liang Hui was in seclusion, and then cast his gaze towards the strong men in the audience.

Red lips open:

"This meeting is over, leave now."

"Yes!"

The response echoed throughout the palace, full of seriousness and solemnity, without the perfunctory tone of the past.

Su Yao waved his hand, and many strong men retreated slowly with solemn expressions.

"Crack! Crack!"

"Even if they haven't arrived yet, just by sensing your presence, they will be like frightened birds, wishing they could offer all their loyalty."

The girl leaned back in her chair and smiled.

The body stands up.

Turn around!

Looking behind him, there was a slender figure.

"More than seven months, Hui, you're out!"

Liang Hui lowered his eyes and looked at the pretty face of the woman, his voice gentle:

"Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."

He stretched out his hand and made a gentle move.

A streak of light flew out from Su Yao's arms, landed on his palm, and played with the small bronze bell.

At the same time, the other hand reached out and touched Su Yao's forehead.

In an instant, all the aura belonging to the Liuguang Bell was completely cleansed away.

He withdrew his hand and stopped in front of the woman.

With a thought,
A five-story, clear sky-blue tower appeared in his palm.

The small tower is sky blue all over, with a soft glow that embraces everything.

Each layer of the tower is carved with patterns, including ancestor worship, the sun, moon and stars, floating corpses of demons, and sword energy soaring into the sky. Various scenes are constantly flowing.

You can still faintly hear the prayers and kneelings of billions of lives.

"Cangta, you take control for the time being!"

He withdrew his hand, and the Cang Tower floated in front of Su Yao.

The girl did not take the Cangta, but looked at the man in front of her with bright and sincere eyes.

"Hui, with my strength, it would be a waste for me to control the important weapon of the Divine Court. You should control it yourself, or let Sister Qingtian control it."

"Take it. You've worked hard during this period."

With a whisper, the Cang Pagoda floated into Su Yao's palm.

Su Yao rubbed the Cang Pagoda with his palm, his eyes slightly curved like a crescent moon, with a hint of mischief.

(End of this chapter)