Chapter 648: The Sacred Palace's Leader Sacrifices!

"Don't disturb me again!"

The leader of the Supreme Taoist Palace was furious. He almost sank Fozhou and seriously injured Ruzhou. In the end, he wanted to end his life with just one sentence: "I have sealed myself and will not appear in this world again". He was too proud.

Kill if you want to kill.

Sleep if you want to sleep.

There is no such good thing.

He was furious.

He wanted to pull out the Supreme Free and Easy.

"Forget it!"

"Forget it!"

The old Taoist priest of the Taoist sect stopped him with a face full of heartache. If the Supreme Free and Easy chose to sleep, he would just let him go. At least he would not do evil again. If he forced the other party to wake up from his sleep, another great emperor would appear in the world. Who in Jiuzhou could resist him at that time? With the previous experience of the Dragon Emperor, the entire Shenzhou continent would be extinct.

"Let him go!" The old Taoist priest's heart was bleeding and trembling when he said this. He was obviously an extremely evil executioner. If possible, he really wanted to fight to the death to sublimate the other party to the extreme, and directly die completely in this world, leaving no harm to future generations, but he couldn't do it.

Now there are two quasi-emperors in the outside world, the Dragon Emperor and the Ji clan ancestor. Only when they quell this dark turmoil can it be truly over and completely come to an end.

Among them.

The Dragon Emperor went to find the Qin Emperor desperately. No matter who lives or dies, both sides have no spare energy to spy on Jiuzhou. Looking at the Shenzhou continent, there is only one last scourge left, that is, the Ji clan ancestor. If he kills this person, Jiuzhou will completely return to peace and the dark turmoil will end. At this juncture, why bother to annoy another emperor?

"Ahhhhhh~!" The helmsman of the Supreme Taoist Palace slapped his chest wildly, venting the frustration in his heart. The executioner was clearly here, and the executioner was just one step away from getting rid of an eternal scourge, but they could only watch helplessly and give up at this moment. The frustration and cowardice made his eyes red, and he roared: "Are we going to leave him to future generations?"

The old Taoist priest in Daozhou also had sore eyes. He was also aggrieved in his heart, but he said: "Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. Someone will take care of it in the end. Our descendants will surely give birth to a great emperor to wash them clean with blood!"

He wiped his tears.

Walked out.

Fozhou has been decided.

...

After Liang Qing.

The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace walked out of Fozhou in despair, hating his choice so much that his white hair looked even paler and older at this moment. The spirit in his body seemed to be drained away. Looking at the mess all over Shenzhou, he deeply hated his powerlessness and weakness.

"Dark turmoil, dark turmoil, the Dark Supreme should all die...!" said the helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace. Looking up at the starry sky, he seemed to see Chu Xun's face, and lowered his head in shame. He didn't know if the other party would blame him when he saw this scene.

"It's okay!" The dean of the academy patted his shoulder and comforted him softly. Looking at the smoke rising from the Shenzhou continent, he felt numb in his heart and truly realized the dark turmoil. If there was no Lord of the Wasteland, no Chu Xun, and no Bodhisattva Guangfa, would the so-called dark turmoil be more bloody, more cruel, more numb, and more terrifying?

Now there is only one Dark Supreme left. Even though he is still desperate and powerless, he finally sees a little hope. He trembles and thinks of the records of the dark turmoil in the ancient books. No words can describe these tragic years. The real bloodiness is far better than the words in the history books.

"Kill!"

He restrained his mind, wiped away his tears, and resolutely went to Ruzhou, because the ancestor of the Ji family... came to Ruzhou!

Ruzhou.

It was completely destroyed.

Everywhere you can see white-clothed scholars with a bookish air falling in a pool of blood. The ancestor of the Ji family was open to killing. There are only a few powerful people left in the Nine Continents today. What surprised him was that Fozhou had such a foundation that he could fight Xiaoyao Tianzun and make him completely buried. This is a happy thing for him.

Fight Guangfa.

And don't plunder your own food.

Even the Emperor Qin was entangled by the crazy demon dragon. Looking at Jiuzhou, no one could stop him. He attacked those scholars coldly, without mercy in his heart, and said arrogantly: "I pacified the dark forbidden area and saved countless lives. Now you are just giving me back. Even if you die here, you deserve it!"

"Tsk~!"

He attacked and killed wantonly, without stopping at all, killing Ruzhou almost collapsed, and the dean of the academy and others were even late. Looking at the ruined and withered land of Ruzhou at this moment, the two of them had red eyes.

"Boom!"

The dean of the academy took a step forward, and the aura on his body was rising.

The ancestor of the Ji family looked at them coldly. The cultivation of the late quasi-emperor, not even the peak of the quasi-emperor, was just a lamb to be slaughtered. Moreover, the blood of the quasi-emperor was more abundant, with mysterious substances, which would be of great help to him after swallowing. He stopped his means and wanted to hunt them down.

"Please...!"

"Let me do it!" When the dean of the academy spoke, a broad hand was placed on his shoulder. The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Palace had bloodshot eyes. After witnessing the withering of all living beings and his own inaction, his defenses had already collapsed. At this moment, he just wanted to die.

"You are still young, and the future Confucianism will be passed on...!" The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Palace looked at him deeply, and then he stepped forward. The Confucian cap, Confucian robe, and Confucian sage carving knife fell on him one after another. Looking at the thin old man's figure under the pair of demonic eyes, he said firmly: "Ignite my blood and blood to invite the Confucian sage!"

"Pop!"

In an instant.

The whole Confucian state.

The great spirit surged.

Endless.

Gathered together.

The helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace seemed unable to bear this energy. His body was trembling slightly, and his body was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye. This almost sacrificial behavior attracted a magnificent, vast, and time-transcending energy to this place.

A large shadow in a Confucian robe gradually solidified from behind him, turning into a serious middle-aged teacher. He held a carving knife and gently cut forward. The entire Confucian state was divided into two at this moment.

"Shh~!"

The pupils of the Ji family ancestor shrank. He knew that these ancient states had their own methods. For example, the Buddha State invited the incarnation of the Buddha, and now the Confucian State summoned the true body of the Confucian Saint. He knew that if he fought hard, his fate would be the same as that of the Free and Easy Heavenly Venerable. He laughed wildly and said sarcastically: "Confucian Saint, you can't kill me, I'm leaving!"

Can't beat it!

Can't run away!

The resources of the Nine Continents are rich today. Even if they were slaughtered by the Supreme of the Forbidden Zone, there are still rich relics. The most impressive thing is that those scattered Quasi-Emperors are hiding in various places in the Nine Continents. They are all lambs to be slaughtered. He doesn't need to fight hard with the Confucian Sage for a mere Confucian State. The most important thing is that it's not worth it.

The entire Shenzhou Continent has become blood food.

Why bother to eat a state?

"Boom~!"

The space is torn.

He escaped from the Confucian State.

He never collided with the Confucian Sage.