Chapter 98 The battle is over, the demon emperor, the emperor's prestige appears
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Feng Qi Yue
what.....
Void battlefield.
Qi Mengdie finally seized the chance of shaking God, and chopped off the slippery black soul with a single sword.
Ka Ka Ka Ka ~
The wound on Black Soul's upper body was frozen.
He howled in pain.
Qi Mengdie's momentum was like a rainbow, bullying him.
"I...."
The black flames in the black soul's pupils throbbed violently.
Staring at Qi Mengdie who was getting closer.
I lost myself.
The other party will never give himself any chance.
Black Soul sighed lightly.
He looked sideways at the corpse puppet who was fighting with King Zhenbei tens of thousands of miles away.
The voice was hoarse: "Brother, I thought that with you, I would be able to roam the world."
"Unfortunately!! Lost."
roar~
The corpse puppet roared furiously, and smashed the space with a punch, knocking King Zhenbei back.
He turned his head and rushed towards Black Soul, trying to save her.
The king of Zhenbei was shocked back more than ten meters, his right hand holding the spear trembled, and his appearance has changed drastically now.
Rubao's black hair has become sparse and white.
The face is full of wrinkles and ravines.
The body is shriveled, and the essence and blood are burned out.
The eyes are cloudy.
Almost to the end of life.
The black battle armor was tattered.
Holding a red tasseled gun.
Standing quietly in the void, white hair fluttering back.
His waist was still as straight as the gun in his hand.
He is the King of the North.
With the wounded body of the Great Sage on the third floor, challenge the fifth floor of the Great Sage.
Also not defeated.
bang~
The violent explosion shook the world.
The upper capital is shaking.
Knowing that he must die, the black soul finally chose to blew himself up with his body and soul.
Fortunately, Qi Mengdie was quick enough to use the ice and snow world to wrap up the aftermath and move it to another void.
Otherwise, most of Shangjing City will be erased.
It is not yet known how many people will die.
After the death of Black Soul.
The soul imprint controlling the corpse puppet disappears automatically.
The corpse puppet stood quietly a hundred meters behind Qi Mengdie and stopped moving.
She raised her hand, sealed the corpse puppet, made an ice coffin with ice, put it inside, and put it into the storage ring.
This is a great saint-level corpse puppet.
Whether it is taking back the Holy Land, exchanging for treasures, or taking it to auction, it is an astronomical sum.
: "Is King Zhenbei okay?"
Qi Mengdie looked sideways at King Zhenbei who flew over.
King Zhenbei shook his head, opened and closed his chapped lips, and let out a hoarse voice, "Let's go to the Holy Son first."
"He just faced the Great Sage on the other side..."
Qi Mengdie raised his hand to cut open the void.
Return to Shangjing.
King Zhenbei followed closely behind.
Due to the fall of the black soul, the Zhoutian Eight Diagrams Blood Sacrifice Formation lost its controller and stopped functioning automatically.
The eight blood pillars and the eight trigrams array disappeared.
There were bursts of cheers in Shangjing.
:"Won."
: "Zhenbei King and the others won, we went to the capital and were saved."
Someone wept with joy.
Someone knelt down and kowtowed, kissing the land involuntarily.
Some people are so happy...
: "Look at the sky..."
: "It's King Zhenbei and Fairy Dream Butterfly from Taisu Holy Land."
: "Why is King Zhenbei's hair so gray? It feels like he's aged thousands of years, and his breath is much weaker."
For the discussion below.
Qi Mengdie and the King of Zhenbei had never heard of it, and flew to the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.
"Whoo~"
Zhu Yong's family in the palace let out a sigh of relief at the same time.
"The direction they are flying to is Zhenbei Wangfu. Are there still enemies?"
They found that a large group of people followed King Zhenbei and flew in the direction of King Zhenbei's mansion.
: "Let's go and have a look too."
Zhu Ziyue suggested.
: "Don't go, I'll go with your second brother."
Zhu Yong shook his head and flew up first, also wanting to see what happened over there.
Zhu Ziyu hurriedly followed.
"Hmph, if you don't go, you won't go."
Zhu Ziyue pouted, humming and chirping.
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Zhenbei Palace...
In an underground corridor.
A strange scene is happening.
"Chu Xiu, don't go too far."
A skeleton frame ran ahead.
The sunshine boy behind, with only one right leg, was carrying a three-meter-long sword, jumping and chasing after him.
Stepping on a pit on the ground caused the dust to fall from the top of his head.
His left leg is also recovering rapidly, and his smile is gradually changing.
"Little Zhenjun, don't run away."
True Monarch Thousand Faces: "You pervert/state..." The "broken sound" echoed in the corridor.
Outside Zhenbei Palace.
The number of monks gathered more and more.
Qi Mengdie stood in the air, and his spiritual thoughts spread.
Seeing this scene, Hao Xuan didn't fall from the sky.
King Zhenbei had a strange look on his face.
: "Peak Master Yunxia, the Holy Son..."
Qi Mengdie rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his bare hands, his face full of helplessness.
My heart was relieved.
He still did what he said.
At the same time, I wondered how he did it.
With a mere level of cultivation on the other side, he forced a great sage into such a mess.
: "What happened?"
The monks surrounded the Zhenbei Palace and whispered to each other.
bang~
A loud bang.
Attracted the attention of everyone present.
I saw that a skeleton smashed through the tall wall of Zhenbei Palace in a parabolic manner.
Dropped on the avenue in front of the gate.
He also rolled around on the ground a few times.
The crowd quickly looked.
The expressions all changed.
Someone exclaimed: "This is... True Monarch Thousand Faces, I recognize the pendant on his chest."
bang~
The crowd was in an uproar.
: "True Lord Thousand Faces has encountered an unworldly enemy? He is so embarrassed."
Just now.
A figure stepped on the golden Dao pattern and teleported to the canopy of the ancient tree in front of the door.
He was bare-chested, with fair skin and well-defined muscles. He carried a huge sword on his shoulders. His golden blood was so hot that it was as hot as a sun star.
His eyes flickered with blood, scanning the crowd below.
In the end, he fixed his gaze on True Monarch Thousand Faces.
: "Son of Taisu..."
: "His Royal Highness Chuxiu..."
: "Could it be His Highness Chuxiu who made True Monarch Thousand Faces look like this?"
: "This...wouldn't be such an exaggeration?"
recognize someone.
The crowd is horrified.
next moment.
Holding the Tyrannical Sword Canglong in his right hand, Chu Xiu jumped down from the treetop with a smile on his lips.
Raise the Bajian high, store power for a short period of time, compress qi, blood, and true essence, and merge with the intent of the Heavenly Killing Sword, creating the first formula of "everything will stop" _______ everything is annihilated.
Boom~
"what......"
True Monarch Thousand Faces screamed.
The head was chopped off by a sword.
The soul escaped from the altar.
Qi Mengdie's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she was about to go up and kill him completely.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and a trace of the majesty of the demon emperor emanated from the soul of the Thousand Faces True Monarch, sweeping away everything, suppressing the sky, and turning the stars around... Various abnormalities emerged one after another...
thump thump~
"The breath of the ancient emperor!!"
The monks were horrified, unable to bear the pressure, knelt down and shivered one by one, even the little saint could not bear to kneel down.
Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his body sank, the floor under his feet was cracked inch by inch, and he felt as if there were a few more mountains on his shoulders, which were extremely heavy.
Diwei actually targeted him, trying to force him to kneel down.
He raised his head, raised his chin, and said with a sneer: "Don't say that you are just a weapon spirit with a trace of the demon emperor's breath, so what if the demon emperor comes in person? I Chuxiu don't want to kneel, and no one in this world can force me to kneel! !!"
ps: Please bookmark "Four Updates", that's all for today, go to bed early tonight, I'm a little sleepy.
That's right, the author didn't save the manuscript, so he just passed it on as soon as he wrote it...
Ha... good night everyone.
Ask for some free gifts.
Void battlefield.
Qi Mengdie finally seized the chance of shaking God, and chopped off the slippery black soul with a single sword.
Ka Ka Ka Ka ~
The wound on Black Soul's upper body was frozen.
He howled in pain.
Qi Mengdie's momentum was like a rainbow, bullying him.
"I...."
The black flames in the black soul's pupils throbbed violently.
Staring at Qi Mengdie who was getting closer.
I lost myself.
The other party will never give himself any chance.
Black Soul sighed lightly.
He looked sideways at the corpse puppet who was fighting with King Zhenbei tens of thousands of miles away.
The voice was hoarse: "Brother, I thought that with you, I would be able to roam the world."
"Unfortunately!! Lost."
roar~
The corpse puppet roared furiously, and smashed the space with a punch, knocking King Zhenbei back.
He turned his head and rushed towards Black Soul, trying to save her.
The king of Zhenbei was shocked back more than ten meters, his right hand holding the spear trembled, and his appearance has changed drastically now.
Rubao's black hair has become sparse and white.
The face is full of wrinkles and ravines.
The body is shriveled, and the essence and blood are burned out.
The eyes are cloudy.
Almost to the end of life.
The black battle armor was tattered.
Holding a red tasseled gun.
Standing quietly in the void, white hair fluttering back.
His waist was still as straight as the gun in his hand.
He is the King of the North.
With the wounded body of the Great Sage on the third floor, challenge the fifth floor of the Great Sage.
Also not defeated.
bang~
The violent explosion shook the world.
The upper capital is shaking.
Knowing that he must die, the black soul finally chose to blew himself up with his body and soul.
Fortunately, Qi Mengdie was quick enough to use the ice and snow world to wrap up the aftermath and move it to another void.
Otherwise, most of Shangjing City will be erased.
It is not yet known how many people will die.
After the death of Black Soul.
The soul imprint controlling the corpse puppet disappears automatically.
The corpse puppet stood quietly a hundred meters behind Qi Mengdie and stopped moving.
She raised her hand, sealed the corpse puppet, made an ice coffin with ice, put it inside, and put it into the storage ring.
This is a great saint-level corpse puppet.
Whether it is taking back the Holy Land, exchanging for treasures, or taking it to auction, it is an astronomical sum.
: "Is King Zhenbei okay?"
Qi Mengdie looked sideways at King Zhenbei who flew over.
King Zhenbei shook his head, opened and closed his chapped lips, and let out a hoarse voice, "Let's go to the Holy Son first."
"He just faced the Great Sage on the other side..."
Qi Mengdie raised his hand to cut open the void.
Return to Shangjing.
King Zhenbei followed closely behind.
Due to the fall of the black soul, the Zhoutian Eight Diagrams Blood Sacrifice Formation lost its controller and stopped functioning automatically.
The eight blood pillars and the eight trigrams array disappeared.
There were bursts of cheers in Shangjing.
:"Won."
: "Zhenbei King and the others won, we went to the capital and were saved."
Someone wept with joy.
Someone knelt down and kowtowed, kissing the land involuntarily.
Some people are so happy...
: "Look at the sky..."
: "It's King Zhenbei and Fairy Dream Butterfly from Taisu Holy Land."
: "Why is King Zhenbei's hair so gray? It feels like he's aged thousands of years, and his breath is much weaker."
For the discussion below.
Qi Mengdie and the King of Zhenbei had never heard of it, and flew to the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.
"Whoo~"
Zhu Yong's family in the palace let out a sigh of relief at the same time.
"The direction they are flying to is Zhenbei Wangfu. Are there still enemies?"
They found that a large group of people followed King Zhenbei and flew in the direction of King Zhenbei's mansion.
: "Let's go and have a look too."
Zhu Ziyue suggested.
: "Don't go, I'll go with your second brother."
Zhu Yong shook his head and flew up first, also wanting to see what happened over there.
Zhu Ziyu hurriedly followed.
"Hmph, if you don't go, you won't go."
Zhu Ziyue pouted, humming and chirping.
---------
Zhenbei Palace...
In an underground corridor.
A strange scene is happening.
"Chu Xiu, don't go too far."
A skeleton frame ran ahead.
The sunshine boy behind, with only one right leg, was carrying a three-meter-long sword, jumping and chasing after him.
Stepping on a pit on the ground caused the dust to fall from the top of his head.
His left leg is also recovering rapidly, and his smile is gradually changing.
"Little Zhenjun, don't run away."
True Monarch Thousand Faces: "You pervert/state..." The "broken sound" echoed in the corridor.
Outside Zhenbei Palace.
The number of monks gathered more and more.
Qi Mengdie stood in the air, and his spiritual thoughts spread.
Seeing this scene, Hao Xuan didn't fall from the sky.
King Zhenbei had a strange look on his face.
: "Peak Master Yunxia, the Holy Son..."
Qi Mengdie rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his bare hands, his face full of helplessness.
My heart was relieved.
He still did what he said.
At the same time, I wondered how he did it.
With a mere level of cultivation on the other side, he forced a great sage into such a mess.
: "What happened?"
The monks surrounded the Zhenbei Palace and whispered to each other.
bang~
A loud bang.
Attracted the attention of everyone present.
I saw that a skeleton smashed through the tall wall of Zhenbei Palace in a parabolic manner.
Dropped on the avenue in front of the gate.
He also rolled around on the ground a few times.
The crowd quickly looked.
The expressions all changed.
Someone exclaimed: "This is... True Monarch Thousand Faces, I recognize the pendant on his chest."
bang~
The crowd was in an uproar.
: "True Lord Thousand Faces has encountered an unworldly enemy? He is so embarrassed."
Just now.
A figure stepped on the golden Dao pattern and teleported to the canopy of the ancient tree in front of the door.
He was bare-chested, with fair skin and well-defined muscles. He carried a huge sword on his shoulders. His golden blood was so hot that it was as hot as a sun star.
His eyes flickered with blood, scanning the crowd below.
In the end, he fixed his gaze on True Monarch Thousand Faces.
: "Son of Taisu..."
: "His Royal Highness Chuxiu..."
: "Could it be His Highness Chuxiu who made True Monarch Thousand Faces look like this?"
: "This...wouldn't be such an exaggeration?"
recognize someone.
The crowd is horrified.
next moment.
Holding the Tyrannical Sword Canglong in his right hand, Chu Xiu jumped down from the treetop with a smile on his lips.
Raise the Bajian high, store power for a short period of time, compress qi, blood, and true essence, and merge with the intent of the Heavenly Killing Sword, creating the first formula of "everything will stop" _______ everything is annihilated.
Boom~
"what......"
True Monarch Thousand Faces screamed.
The head was chopped off by a sword.
The soul escaped from the altar.
Qi Mengdie's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she was about to go up and kill him completely.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and a trace of the majesty of the demon emperor emanated from the soul of the Thousand Faces True Monarch, sweeping away everything, suppressing the sky, and turning the stars around... Various abnormalities emerged one after another...
thump thump~
"The breath of the ancient emperor!!"
The monks were horrified, unable to bear the pressure, knelt down and shivered one by one, even the little saint could not bear to kneel down.
Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his body sank, the floor under his feet was cracked inch by inch, and he felt as if there were a few more mountains on his shoulders, which were extremely heavy.
Diwei actually targeted him, trying to force him to kneel down.
He raised his head, raised his chin, and said with a sneer: "Don't say that you are just a weapon spirit with a trace of the demon emperor's breath, so what if the demon emperor comes in person? I Chuxiu don't want to kneel, and no one in this world can force me to kneel! !!"
ps: Please bookmark "Four Updates", that's all for today, go to bed early tonight, I'm a little sleepy.
That's right, the author didn't save the manuscript, so he just passed it on as soon as he wrote it...
Ha... good night everyone.
Ask for some free gifts.
