Chapter 380: Divine Emperor: Laugh! Why aren't you laughing?
"Until death?"

Liang Hui's mouth curled up, his eyes full of amusement.

"You deserve it too!"

Lean your body slightly, a very simple movement.

Billions of miles of void could no longer hold on and shattered, revealing a vast chaos.

The tyrant lord appears in the world with an invincible will, which permeates the chaos and squeezes out all visible or invisible materials.

He raised his arm, spread out his five fingers and clenched them, as if the universe, time and space were all in his palm, and then he punched out suddenly.

Boom! !
The moment the punch was thrown, the chaos within billions of miles disappeared!

The unimaginable fist light instantly filled the chaos, as if it had split this space and time apart from the sea of ​​​​boundaries!
The vast energy and blood, the unparalleled fist spirit, are under the white fist.

Boom, stab forward!
At this moment, the sacred and supreme emperor of the Celestial Clan was like a candle in the wind or a ship in the sea, floating and sinking in the fist light and could capsize or collapse at any time.

The world behind it also rises and falls like sand.

"High Priest!!!"

He howled to the sky and screamed with all his might.

The opponent's strength was beyond his imagination, making all his preparations in vain.

Endless light burst out from the body of the Emperor of the Celestial Clan, but only caused a few ripples in the light of his fist.

The next moment, the fist had already hit his body.

Bang!
Blood and flesh splattered, bones were scattered, and consciousness sank.

One punch!
The death of the emperor of the Celestial Clan was no different from that of the emperor of the Winged Clan.

Liang Hui stepped forward and came to the world of the Celestials. He lowered his eyes and looked at the desperate Celestials.

The world, which should be holy and sacred, is now desolate and hopeless.

All living beings stared blankly at the figure outside this world.

Liang Hui's palm gently swept across the world, and all living things were destroyed.

Then, one by one, the emperor's relics jumped out of the world. Even the world itself turned into a pearl and was held in his arms.

From then on, the most powerful clan among all the clans, the Celestial Clan, was completely destroyed.

Liang Hui withdrew his hand, his eyes became deep, and he once again brought out a touch of king-level aura and began to fall asleep.

Unknown sea boundary.

An extremely large world is slowly moving forward.

This world seems dazzling on the surface, but through the light, one can see the deep darkness and mournful wails.

One after another, living souls circled between heaven and earth.

Resentment, hatred, suffering, sadness, and all kinds of negative emotions permeate the sky and the earth.

A palace built of bones stands at the center of the world, at the deepest part of heaven's will.

The emperor, covered in ghost mist, leaned against the bone throne and looked down at his tribesmen quarreling at the steps below.

"Your Majesty, I propose that the kings reduce the consumption of human souls."

"We are far away from our ancestral land. Humans can no longer capture them at will to extract their bones and refine their souls. We must use them sparingly."

"Why are you in such a hurry? My tribe has kept many humans in captivity. Let them reproduce as much as possible. We will have an endless number of descendants, so how can we lack souls?"

Contemptuous laughter echoed in the palace.

The ghosts all looked unrestrained, and even the emperor sitting on the throne had a look of satisfaction on his face.

After fifty years of progress, he believed that the ghost tribe was safe.

Now we must focus on enhancing our own strength, hoping to return to our homeland in the future.

Suddenly, the laziness on the face of the Ghost Emperor disappeared, and his expression was filled with astonishment, and he looked forward blankly.

Crunch!

The palace gate made of bones was pushed open, and a slender figure walked in.

tower! tower! tower!
The crisp sound of footsteps drowned out the scornful laughter, plunging the joyous palace into silence.

The faces of the ghosts were filled with fear, and the black fog around them was distorted.

"Laugh! Why aren't you laughing?!"

Liang Hui's words were gentle, but his eyes were as cold and chilly as winter.

Glancing at the ghosts one by one, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then gradually opened:

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" The unbridled laughter, accompanied by an extremely strong will, descended upon the entire palace.

At this moment, the ghost kings exploded one after another.

The dark blood and white bones covered the entire palace.

The laughter stopped and all the kings died.

Liang Hui looked up at the ghost emperor whose body was broken, raised his arm and suddenly reached forward.

In an instant, it had crossed the void, blasted through the ghost fog, and pressed down on its head.

Boom!

The throne exploded, the palace was torn apart, and the mountains and rivers turned into ruins.

A creature with dark skin and a hideous face was pressed to the ground by the young man.

It kept roaring and struggling, but couldn't move the hand on its head at all.

"How dare you, a bug-like thing, insult my people!"

The palm gradually exerted force, and more cracks appeared on the head of the Ghost Emperor.

The smile on Liang Hui's lips became more wanton and unrestrained.

"Let's end it together with your powerlessness and your inferior race!"

Bang!
The body exploded, and the blood and vitality were wiped out in an instant.

The Tao fruit and the soul will disappear accordingly.

The young man stood up, and the Human Emperor Banner flew out from his hair and stood in the sky.

The banner fluttered in the wind, and endless immortal energy burst out, sweeping across the entire world.

Within a few breaths, all living beings except humans were devoured by the green flag.

The young man ascended to the sky, with a green flag standing behind him, looking down at the human race on the earth who were paying their respects, his expression indifferent and calm.

He always saves people out of his own will. It has nothing to do with gratitude or interests, but only with his own heart.

After taking one last look at the liberated humans on earth.

Liang Hui took a step forward and left this world, shrinking the world and holding it in his arms.

The young man felt the eighty-four pearls in his arms and looked pleased.

The Hundred Tribes is just a general term. After his verification, it is certain that there are only eighty-four tribes.

The ghost clan was the last clan to escape.

With its destruction, it can be said that this hunt has been completed.

All tribes were killed and all enemies were punished!
With the forty-three emperor relics in his arms, he can make a breakthrough with all his strength and prepare to step into the realm of immortality.

Thousands of thoughts arose in my mind, and finally turned into determination.

Along the way, only you yourself know the thousands of hardships you have experienced.

He took a step forward and headed towards the central realm.

This time, he did not use the "Enter Dream" technique, but instead measured the sea of ​​​​boundaries step by step, experiencing different scenery.

One year!
Two years!

Three years!

He wandered in the sea of ​​boundaries for three years before returning to the central realm.

Along the way, my impetuous heart gradually calmed down, and I summarized thousands of boxing techniques again, and then innovated them.

He was prepared for everything.

And as Liang Hui appeared in the Central Realm, as corpses of hundreds of races piled up in front of the Temple of Ancestors, and as news of the near extinction of hundreds of races spread.

The entire human race was in an uproar.

Some are ecstatic, some are drunk, and some are worshiping their ancestors.

The human race fell into a carnival.

This generation has accomplished the great cause that their predecessors had not accomplished.

Inside the human hall, all the kings bowed together, looking at the young man in the blue robe with respect.

At this moment, my heart is filled with unprecedented sincerity and gratitude.

"All races are annihilated, our race prospers, please invite the high priest to ascend the throne of the emperor!!"

(End of this chapter)