Chapter 637 The physical body collapses!

For a while.

Inexplicably heavy.

Depressed in people's hearts.

The expressions on the faces of those who had shown joy before also froze, thinking of the imperial battle just now. The Lord of Samsara and the Lord of the Wasteland were both extremely sublimated. The fighting time was very short, but they still fought for nearly three days. On the other hand, Chu Xun's duel was all about killing and fighting.

"He is too lonely!" Jian Qingzhu also whispered softly. Looking at the Shenzhou Continent, there was no one who could be his support. Since the Supreme Resurrection, he has been fighting alone. Only the Lord of the Wasteland stood up for a moment. They didn't know how this battle would end, but they saw an extremely tragic and lonely Tianjiao.

Counting.

Chu Xun's age.

Younger than him.

Although he is still a genius, he is doing things that the older generation cannot accomplish. He is carrying the Shenzhou Continent on his shoulders. Thinking of the scene when No. 9 was still very weak when they first met, he smiled bitterly. No. 9 is too bitter.

"Chi~!"

The fairy light surged.

He slashed at Chu Xun again.

A large amount of blood fell.

The Lord of Yuling greedily plundered blood, and smiled brightly, saying: "It's almost as I expected. You have reached your limit. You will die in such a fierce battle. You can't hold on to the Great Emperor for much longer!"

"Really?" Chu Xun's body was stained with blood. He stepped on the Tianyan furnace, holding a carving knife, with sharp pupils. Every move he made attracted endless starlight to kill. The outside of the domain was full of chaotic and hazy ruins, and the feeling of the Emperor Realm slowly passing away from his body also made him clearly feel it. He couldn't help but look back at the Shenzhou Continent.

"Bang!"

Resolutely.

Continue to charge.

With a belief in his heart.

I don't know when he has merged with the Shenzhou Continent and has a sense of belonging. He has the Donglin Sect, which is like his home, and friends in the Jiexin Order. He also has the dean, the old ancestor of Jianzhou, and the old Taoist priests of the Taoist sect. He has concerns and thoughts about this world, but if someone wants to destroy these things at this time, he will not tolerate it.

"Boom!"

He rushed forward like a stream of light, his blood boiling like an ocean, as if the surging sea of ​​blood and blood was carrying an invincible hostility, and the outer star field was constantly trembling when he killed.

Boom! Boom boom boom!

Under the high-intensity fight, the Lord of Yuling also had sharp eyes, and shouted with shock and anger: "Why are you doing this? Even if you fight me, there are still supremes in the Shenzhou Continent causing chaos. It is better to contribute yourself to me, so that I can stabilize the Great Emperor Realm, and then this dark turmoil will be quelled!"

"Ha!"

Chu Xun sneered.

Offer yourself to him.

He thought of it.

"Fight!" His fighting spirit was at its peak. He had no more worries in his heart after looking back just now. This was the fourth emperor to be revived, except for the Lord of Samsara. If he was killed here, the remaining Ji clan ancestor would not be able to cause any trouble.

Looking back at Jiuzhou.

Qin Dynasty.

Yuhua Dynasty.

Buddhism.

Taoist priests.

Two seniors from Ruzhou.

There were still a large number of high-level monks of the Ji clan surviving. If only the Ji clan ancestor and his men joined forces, they could kill them, unless the latter reached the highest level. In that case, they would inevitably die after the war. Although the high-level monks of Jiuzhou died, the fire was still there. It was not the end of the world. They even replaced the five dust-sealed supremes to eliminate future troubles. It was worth it!

No worries.

Settle the cause and effect.

His killing intention at this moment was very firm and single. As long as the Lord of Yuling was replaced, it would be fine. This killing spirit under the generous death made the latter tremble, realizing that the person in front of him was going crazy.

"Swoosh!"

He paced.

He began to retreat.

He no longer attacked.

"Madman!"

"Madman!"

"You are the first madman!"

The Lord of Yuling gritted his teeth. He just used this imperial weapon tower to suppress the latter, who did not even dodge, and took the imperial weapon's attack. He also wanted to cut him with a knife. Both sides were bleeding. He was confident that his state was better than Chu Xun, but under such a bombardment, even if he won in the end, he was afraid that it would be over.

He was afraid.

He began to retreat.

He began to evade.

Anyway, seeing Chu Xun's state, it would only take a moment to kill him. Waiting for the emperor realm to disappear, he would be able to suppress him easily. After making up his mind, he no longer took the initiative to attack, and deployed a strategy to evade like a swimming dragon.

"Evade?" Feeling the power of the Emperor Realm slowly fading in his body, he was too tired and exhausted from the battle today. He fought three emperors of the same realm in succession, and was exhausted to the extreme. He felt that the power of the system was also declining. He knew that he could not hold on any longer, and looked at the Lord of Yuling who was standing in the distance and staring at him coldly.

"Zheng!"

Raising his hand to grasp it, the Confucian Sage's carving knife fell into his palm, and a ferocious look appeared on his face. He whispered softly: "Then, please ask the Confucian Sage!"

"Buzz!"

The rich righteousness rose from his body. This was not the first time he asked the Confucian Sage. When the God of War broke into the Wasteland State to suppress him, he summoned the Confucian Sage's phantom to suppress the other party, and the price he paid was unconsciousness. At this time, he summoned the Confucian Sage again with the cultivation of the Emperor Realm.

In an instant, the rich righteousness spread, and behind Chu Xun was born a tall scholar with a Confucian cap and a Confucian robe and a serious face.

"Confucian Saint!"

The figure of this scholar between vague and real is as tall as the sky. Standing behind Chu Xun is an invisible mountain and a solid backing. However, this Confucian Saint has no emotion or agility. Obviously, the Confucian Saint's true spirit has not been summoned. Even so, the huge Dharma image is filled with indescribable power.

Facing the Lord of Yuling who has been avoiding him, he whispered: "Stop!"

"Bo!"

Follow your words.

brought about.

Not only Chu Xun's words, but also the words spoken by the Confucian sage himself, the whole universe fell into a freeze, and the pause button was pressed. The Lord of Yuling's pupils contracted to feel his own state. He also Recognizing the brilliant scholar, he said in shock: "Confucian sage!"

"Tsk~!"

Abandoning the sword of Jianzhou, Chu Xun held the Confucian Sage's knife in both hands and stabbed forward gently. The entire star field was torn apart, as if there was an indescribable knife that penetrated time, space, cause and effect, and everything else. This attack will be inevitable, and what is even worse is that the Lord of Yuling will be fixed there, forming a lamb to stay.

In the desperate situation, the Lord of Yuling also went crazy. With a ferocious face, he silently sacrificed his remaining energy and blood, roaring and hissing: "You want me to die, how can I let you do it?"

"kill!"

He roared, his whole body was burning with flames, like a devil walking out of the area, using terrible forbidden techniques. He was obviously far away from Chu Xun, but his body began to disintegrate and collapse inch by inch. Not only that, Chu Xun's body was also burning. The irresistible flame is burning the body and the true spirit.

"What is this!" The dull Confucian saint Dharma looked down slightly while burning, and then his huge body also burst into flames.