If the human race doesn't die, their luck will last!

Above the huge void, demonic Qi surged.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the black-robed young man. They felt that the pressure between heaven and earth had suddenly risen to the extreme with the arrival of this person.

"Demon Emperor ..."

Ye Chen's murmurs caused the temperature to drop completely. Old ancestor yellow spring and the others 'faces suddenly became extremely solemn.

If a Demon King was equivalent to a cultivator at the soul separation stage, then the demon Emperor was no less than a cultivator at the form synthesis stage.

The form synthesis stage ...

At the thought of this, old ancestor yellow spring's heart trembled slightly. As a old ancestor at the crossing calamity stage, he knew very well what the form synthesis stage represented. It was far from what ye chen could compete with.

The young man in Black placed his hands behind his back and slowly turned around to face the crowd. His tightly shut eyes slowly opened at that moment.

"BOOM!"