Chapter 191: Ancestor of the Netherworld, Die!

Two Immortal Emperors merged into one, the effect is far beyond 1+1=2, it is equal to 3!

"Hahaha, you forced me to do this. I will fight you even if it costs my life!" The Netherworld Ancestor laughed wildly with his head raised. A large amount of ghost energy permeated his rotten body. His eyes slowly turned black and his aura soared rapidly.

The Immortal Emperor reaches perfection, breaks through, and becomes the Heavenly Emperor!

However, this is not the end yet, his cultivation is still skyrocketing, and soon he has reached the perfection of Heavenly Emperor, and he is only one step away from the realm of Supreme Emperor.

But it ended here. His cultivation gradually stabilized at the perfection of the Heavenly Emperor and he was unable to cross over to the Supreme Emperor.

"This is the soul sacrifice technique. Sacrificing one's own soul to the puppet will greatly improve the puppet's realm. This depends on the realm of the sacrificer. The higher the realm, the more cultivation can be sacrificed. The two Immortal Emperors merged into one and reached the perfection of the Heavenly Emperor. However, this cannot last for long." The Taotian Demon Lord frowned and said.

If it was before, they might be afraid, but now that the master is here, they are not afraid at all.

"You are right, but as long as I deal with you now, I will not be afraid!" The Netherworld Ancestor spoke coldly. He heard the words of the Taotian Demon Lord, and it was just as the Taotian Demon Lord said.

He couldn't last in this state for too long, at most the time of an incense stick, but this was enough. It was more than enough to kill these two Immortal Emperors!

And that mysterious man, no one knows where he is, but the sword stuck in his chest is still there, which means that man is still there!

"Give me your life!" The Netherworld Ancestor shouted loudly, and his ghost energy burst out, rushing towards the monstrous Demon Lord.

While possessed by the Immortal Emperor puppet, he was unable to use any spiritual powers. This was the drawback of the puppet, and he could only carry out the most primitive physical attacks.

However, his physical body has already reached the level of the Supreme Emperor. It is extremely powerful and cannot be compared with these two people at all.

hum!
At this moment, the sound of sword rang out, and a red light flew rapidly from the ground, drawing a red moon, and slashed towards the Netherworld Ancestor, repelling him.

A figure appeared out of nowhere in front of Demon Lord Taotian and the others.

"Master!" When the Taotian Demon Lord and the Auspicious Qilin saw the person coming, they immediately knelt down and shouted in the void.

"Just leave it to me, and go to the ghost world to improve your cultivation." Chen Lan said lightly.

"Yes!" Taotian Demon Lord and Xiangrui Qilin nodded at the same time. They were not worried at all. If they couldn't even solve the problem with their master, there was no point in worrying.

And everyone on the ground saw the two figures in the sky, one was the Immortal Emperor puppet, and the other was Chen Lan. However, they couldn't see Chen Lan's figure clearly at all, as if it was blurred, and they could only see a vague outline.

"Is it Xiaoyao Tianzun?"

"It should be him. Apart from him, I don't know who else can beat a cultivator of this level."

"That person is so terrifying. He suddenly reached the Heavenly Emperor Perfection. It's too exaggerated. Did he use some secret technique?"

"I'm not sure, but in short, now that Xiaoyao Tianzun is here, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Look, what do those people want to do?!"

At this time, someone noticed that there were people rushing towards the direction of Xiaoyao Tianzun in the distance, and they seemed to have bad intentions because there were quite a lot of them.

Moreover, there are people flying rapidly in different directions, at least tens of thousands of them. Are all these people heading for the Emperor?
……

"Who are you, and why can't I see through your cultivation?"

After the Netherworld Ancestor stopped, he looked up and down at Chen Lan nervously and fearfully. He couldn't see through him.

He is the perfect Heavenly Emperor, even he can't see through it?

Or maybe the man in front of him is just an ordinary person, but how could an ordinary person possibly defeat him?

So he could be sure that the person in front of him was not easy to deal with and his strength was above his. If this was the case, then he must be the Supreme Emperor!

"Impossible, how can there be a Supreme Emperor in this world? There is none even in the Xuanchen Realm!" The Netherworld Old Ancestor did not believe that there would be a Supreme Emperor, and pounced towards Chen Lan like a hungry wolf.

"There are many things you haven't seen yet." Chen Lan threw a punch casually, and the Netherworld Ancestor was frightened and quickly blocked his chest with his hands. Bang!
The Netherworld Ancestor flew backwards, and only stopped after flying tens of millions of meters away. He looked at his limp hands in horror.

The previous blow directly destroyed his hand bones, rupturing all his meridians and root bones, and his hands were useless.

If he wasn't a puppet and couldn't feel pain, he would have died from the pain long ago.

Oh no, the person in front of me is really the Supreme Emperor, run!

Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood!

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.

The Netherworld Ancestor rushed out quickly to the rear, increasing his speed to the fastest speed in his life, fearing that he would die here if he was a step slower.

"As expected, your body is comparable to that of the Supreme Emperor. You can withstand my punch. Not bad." Chen Lan said with a faint smile as he looked at the fleeing Nether Ancestor.

Even though he didn't use his full strength in that punch just now, if it was the Heavenly Emperor at his best, he would have been seriously injured.

This puppet only had its hands broken, but everything else was fine. This was enough to show that the body was really strong, which made him a little interested.

He looked at the people around him who were coming towards him. Although he didn't know what these people wanted to do, he decided to kill the Netherworld Ancestor first.

Thinking of this, Chen Lan disappeared in a flash.

Just after leaving, those people arrived at Chen Lan's location.

"Damn it, he ran away. We promised the Nether Ancestor that we would help him."

"Then why are you still standing there? Go after him. As long as we protect the Nether Ancestor, we will be able to live a life of luxury in the future."

"The Netherworld Patriarch was already a Heavenly Emperor, but he was beaten and fled. Can we really do it?"

"Whether it's possible or not, we all have to do it. Don't forget, our souls are being controlled."

"Don't worry about that for now. We are Saint Kings after all, not to mention Quasi-Emperors. I don't believe we can't deal with him alone. If we join forces with the Netherworld Ancestor, we will definitely be able to kill him."

These people were all resurrected from the Xuanchen Realm. Anyone above the level of Saint had almost escaped the cycle of reincarnation. Only those at a lower level could not escape.

As soon as they woke up, they were found by the Netherworld Ancestor, who took them under his command. They promised him that as long as they occupied the new world, they would be given freedom.

The souls of these people are controlled by the Nether Ancestor, and we have to help them no matter what, even if it means death.

……

The Netherworld Ancestor flew to the other side of the blue planet in one breath, to a desert. There were countless natives there, speaking a language that was incomprehensible, but it was obvious that they were very surprised.

"I think I can finally get rid of him. He's too scary." The Netherworld Ancestor gasped for breath. He was really scared. The other party was too scary.

"Are you tired of running?" At this moment, a sudden voice frightened the Old Ancestor of the Netherworld so much that his body trembled violently. He turned his head stiffly and saw a terrifying smiling face that he would never forget.

"If you are tired, just take a rest." Chen Lan smiled faintly, holding a red sword in his hand, and stabbed it into the chest of the Nether Ancestor. The power of Taoism and the power of soul poured into the sword, piercing through the heart and soul of the Nether Ancestor.

The sword was drawn, and a corpse with eyes open and powerless fell down, slowly turning into ashes and disappearing into the sky.

And just at this moment, those people arrived.

After they saw that the Nether Ancestor had died, they were almost frightened to death.

"Run, the Nether Ancestor is dead!"

(End of this chapter)