The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

Zhao Hao bowed sincerely and thanked loudly:

"Thank you fellow Taoists for helping each other along the way!"

"Thank you, Senior Human Sovereign, for your great help!"

"Thank you to all the martyrs and heroic spirits of the human race, who will never give up!"

"Thank you to the countless people of the human race for choosing Dihao and trusting Dihao! Dihao will never let you down!"

Zhao Hao's voice spread throughout the void and the human race.The ancestral spirits were shaken, the heroes were invigorated, countless human races sensed Di Hao, and sensed the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian who was comparable to a saint, and they were all excited.

"Di Hao! Holy Emperor!"

"Di Hao! Holy Emperor!"

"Di Hao! Holy Emperor!"

Countless shouts came from the army of the Great Merchant, the upper and lower parts of Chongcheng, the subjects of the Great Merchants, the human race of the Earth Immortal Realm, and the heroic spirits of the Great World of Fire.

humane!Terran!

Trend!belief!

will!Luck!

Countless support came, which is not only a passionate motivation, but also a heavy pressure.

But Zhao Hao did not reject it.humane!Terran!Now that I have proved Hunyuan, since the hero of the human race, the fate of the human race has chosen me, and since I practice the Dao of the Immortal Kingdom, what reason do I have to refuse the position of the Holy Emperor?Refusing to lead the human race?

Zhao Hao is independent of the void, smiling proudly, leading the human race, opening up the human way, ascending to the fairyland, I will do my part!

Zhao Hao cast his gaze towards Xi Zhou, all the ministers and immortals of Xi Zhou fell to their knees, trembling, and the voices of pleading guilty became one.

Lord Lu Yadao has lost!

First there is Hongjun and then there is heaven, and Lu Ya Daojun is even more advanced.Born only, a Chaos is a year.

Daoist Lu Ya was defeated and even left his mind body, just to resolve the cause and effect, let alone them who are like ants?

Ji Chang fell to his knees, pleading guilty with tears streaming down his face! "Your Majesty! The Holy Emperor! The old minister deserves to die for his crimes! Please, the Holy Emperor, punish the old minister and cut the old minister into pieces. Let's thank the world!"

Su Hu also refused to lag behind, prostrating loudly, pleading guilty again and again: "Holy Emperor! Holy Emperor! This old minister is guilty, and this old minister deserves to die! This old minister was deceived by others!"

The two cried loudly, and their confession attitude was extremely sincere.In any case, both of them knew that they were doomed this time, and even a saint could not protect them.However, if the confession is sincere, at least it can make life easier for future generations!

The sage Jichang has a hundred sons, on the same level as Kido Mitsumasa!The two repented heartbroken, and did not ask themselves to avoid death, but only asked Zhao Hao to leave a way of life for their descendants.

As soon as the two knelt down, even the most stubborn generals and traitors could not resist. They knelt down one after another, bowing down and begging for mercy.In fact, Zhao Hao only needed to withdraw the Chaos Heavenly Cloak just now, and the remaining power of the two of them fighting was enough to wipe them out. How could they have the capital to resist.

On the Dashang side, headed by Wen Zhong, Zhang Guifang, and Deng Jiugong, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians knelt down, with excited expressions, enthusiasm, and fanatics, looking at Zhao Hao in the air with all their eyes down.

Lu Ya Daojun is defeated, who can commit a big business?Who is the enemy of the Holy Emperor?

How about the fairy?

What about saints?

"Holy Emperor! Dihao!"

"Holy Emperor! Dihao!"

"Holy Emperor! Dihao!"

Fiery beliefs gather like substance, and on the Xuanyuan Sword, they gather into a black, yellow, and purple tricolor airflow visible to the naked eye.

Human Emperor Xuanyuan nodded with a smile, this generation of Holy Emperors has come a long way!

Zhao Hao nodded to Our Lady of Jinling, Our Lady of Wudang, and Empress Sanxiao, as condolences to the casualties of Jiejiao. The disciples of Jiejiao were both sad and grateful, and all of them burst into tears.Fortunately, although Daoist Lu Ya wanted to kill with his sword, he did not kill Duobao and Zhao Gongming completely.

Ling stayed behind and was listed on Zhao Hao's list of fake gods.Although his cultivation is gone, he still has his life.

Zhao Hao indifferently looked at Jiang Ziya, Cihang Taoist, Daoxing Tianzun, Yang Jian and other elucidating disciples, and through the Zhou army, his eyes seemed to be unobstructed, and he looked at a few bald monks of the Western religion.

Boom!

The disciples of the two sects all shook violently, their weaker limbs trembled, and they almost fell to their knees and begged for mercy.Those with high cultivation levels seem to be targeted by the punishment of heaven, and the entire sky, world, and soul are all cast in a shadow.

"Your Majesty... Holy Emperor!" Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and summoned up his courage and said, "The battle of the Conferred Gods is determined by Hongjun, it is determined by the saints, the destiny is in Zhou and not in Shang... The disciples are just doing it according to orders! Disciple... ...disciple, wait..."

Yang Jian snatched the words and said: "The disciples are just obeying the destiny! Although they are defeated, they are not guilty!" After speaking, he stalked his neck and mustered up the courage to look directly at Zhao Hao.

Cihang hurriedly grabbed Yang Jian, leaned over and apologized: "Holy Emperor! I was wrong, but the disciples of the three religions are all under the control of the saints of the three religions! I can admit my mistakes to the Holy Emperor, but not guilty!"

Zhao Hao sneered, pointing at the disciples of Chanjiao and said: "Miao Miaomiao, consular jurisdiction, extrajudicial jurisdiction! You are not human, very good, very good! So what about you?" Zhao Hao looked at the bald head of the Western Sect , with a wave of his left hand, the camp where they were hiding was shaken, and they were actually vanished out of thin air, as if

Swallowed by another world, exposing a bunch of bald monks.

A fat monk in the lead, although nervous, saluted Zhao Hao confidently with a slight smile.

Maitreya Buddha, the Buddha who came from the east, the future Buddha, the direct disciple of Amitabha Buddha, and the only figure in the Western religion except for the guide and quasi-ti.

This fat man, the Maitreya Buddha who always smiles, actually made a move himself, the Western Sect is really willing to do it!Zhao Hao smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes. This time, Zhunti will regret it with heartache!

Although Maitreya Buddha felt pressured, he saluted with a smile, and said to Zhao Hao: "The number of days, the offense, please forgive me! The Zhunti Saint will be here soon, please wait for the Holy Emperor!"

"The coming of the saint is the clone of the saint's divine sense, so what?" Zhao Hao said with a smile.

Zhao Hao spread out his palms, and pictures of battles of the Immortal Kingdom appeared in his palms, like wonderful scrolls, and like mountains, rivers, and mountains, all-encompassing big worlds.

Zhao Hao flipped his palm and covered it, and pictures of the battle of the fairy kingdom flew out, flying to Maitreya Buddha, Cihang, Daode, Yang Jian and other masters of the two religions.

Maitreya Buddha's smiling face finally changed color, his fat body trembled and exclaimed: "The saint is about to come, Your Majesty must not be rude!"

Yang Jian raised the three-pointed and two-edged sword, and slashed at the flying Immortal Kingdom Battle Map, shouting in his mouth: "The disciples of the interpretation and education are not bound by the Emperor! You are in the world, and your majesty must not make mistakes!"

"Holy Emperor! Holy Emperor!"

Taoist Ci Hang and Tao Xing Tianzun panicked, throwing out all kinds of magic weapons and fairy arts, resisting as if they were drowning and struggling.

"Dihao, don't be presumptuous!" A majestic voice descended from the sky, like the ancient sky, like the laws of heaven.

"Teacher! Teacher!" The disciples of Chanjiao were excited and rejoiced, crying and shouting.

Jiang Ziya pointed at Zhao Hao and said, "Teacher, teacher! Di Hao is so strong that he resists the heavens, and he refuses to obey. He still wants to suppress us. Teacher, please uphold justice!"