Chapter 328 Miracle! Killing More than a Dozen Saints with One Palm! Is He Really the Emperor?

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out, like the sound of porcelain breaking.

Dark and deep space cracks emerged and spread.

In the horrified sight of countless people, the world was torn apart, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the void collapsed.

The endless shadows of the imperial soldiers shattered, turning into countless rays of light rain that fell in all directions, covering the sky and the sun, swallowing everything.

The world shook!

Circles of ripples spread out, overturning endless turbulence in the void, which frightened almost all the powerful creatures in the Tianlan domain.

"This is..."

"What's wrong? Is there a battle between saints?"

"Look, the void is shaking!"

"What... what happened?" Someone panicked, with fear and confusion on his face.

"Run!" An old monk exclaimed, with disbelief in his eyes.

Even those creatures around the Tianlan domain who did not belong to the human race could clearly feel this fluctuation, and their hearts were throbbing.

"This is the power of the emperor. Is someone using the emperor's weapons to fight?!"

One after another, peerless masters woke up from their slumber. Their eyes shot out terrible cold light, piercing through endless time and space, and looking at the distant and unclear battle scene.

Ordinary cultivators could only feel the huge and terrifying pressure, and they didn't know what it was.

And those with high cultivation could vaguely feel the breath of the legendary emperors from the terrifying aftermath, and their souls trembled and were uneasy.

"There is the light of the immortal way in front, and the power of the emperor behind. The human race is really getting more and more lively..." An extremely long-lived existence muttered to himself, and his turbid eyes bloomed with blazing brilliance.

But then he sighed with regret: "It's a pity that it's not time yet, otherwise I really want to join in the fun..."

"But you can let the younger generation of the clan check it out to avoid any uncontrollable factors..."

After the unknown ancient existence muttered to himself, he conveyed a divine thought to the outside world and fell into silence again.

At this time, he was obviously not the only one who had this idea. One after another, peerless figures who had lived for a long time passed their orders to the younger generations of the clan.

For a moment, the dark waves surged, the wind and clouds surged, and countless alien creatures walked out of their ancestral lands, looking at the direction of the Tianlan region of the human race, ready to move.

.........

At this time,

Above Chang'an City.

In the void that was dozens of miles high, a dark palm print was slowly falling down at a constant speed.

The speed was not fast, and it could even be described as very slow, but the strange thing was that the saints under the palm seemed to be cast in a fixed spell, standing still, allowing the dark palm to slap on their heads.

It was as if...

They were watching their own death coming.

The huge and boundless imperial power swept all around, making all the saints feel as heavy as carrying a mountain.

The next moment, everyone saw the sky explode, and groups of dazzling light burst out, illuminating the entire Chang'an City red.

An unparalleled wave spread out, sweeping across the sky, shaking the four seas and nine states.

"Boom!"

A palm fell, and all the saints standing on the top of the world screamed, blood and flesh splattered, flying out like a kite with a broken string, bleeding.

This force was too strong, and they had no power to resist. One by one, they vomited blood and retreated, trembling all over, unbelievable.

"Ah! ——"

"No——"

"Hide!"

The shrill screams were accompanied by endless blood rain.

The saints with weaker power exploded into a ball of meat on the spot.

Some saints had their bodies shaken, their skin cracked, and golden blood overflowed.

The saints with little lifespan were killed by a palm, and died directly, with a tragic death.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Blood flowers bloomed one after another, and behind each blood flower, a saint fell!

Almost every other breath, several powerful saints fell.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

In just a short moment, more than a dozen saints fell, and blood was spilling in the air.

What a terrible scene.

The sky and the earth seemed to be dyed red, with corpses everywhere, blood flowing like a river, and broken limbs and arms scattered, like a purgatory on earth.

Countless people in Chang'an City were stunned, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

"Your Majesty can kill so many saints in an instant, this... am I seeing it wrong..."

"It's only been a short time, and your Majesty's strength has become so terrible."

"How did your Majesty do it..."

"It's incredible, your Majesty is so strong that it defies the sky!"

"This is a miracle!!"

Everyone's heart was pounding, dizzy, and excited.

Whether in the palace, on the city walls, or among the people, there were gasps.

Is this true?

Even the national teacher Du Yulin was dumbfounded, as if in a dream.

In their cognition, the saints were already terrifying enough to be kings and ancestors.

But at this time, they were like a group of lambs to be slaughtered, being killed without any resistance, and were completely vulnerable.

Still crushed with a crushing attitude!

And the most important point.

These are not ordinary saints, but a group of saints holding imperial weapons!

But they still couldn't stop the palm of His Majesty.

How strong has he reached? !

Could it be the legendary emperor level? !

Thinking of this, Du Yulin couldn't help but shudder.

He has been following Qin Mu since he ascended the throne, and he knows him best.

But even Du Yulin had to admit that he couldn't see how powerful Qin Mu was at this time.

"This..."

"How could this be?"

Looking at the fallen saints, Du Yulin even began to doubt whether the Majesty in front of him was still the Majesty he knew?

"Your Majesty..."

He murmured in a low voice, with mixed feelings.

After a long time,

when the smoke and dust settled, everyone looked up and felt their scalps tingling.