Chapter 193 The Most Miserable Butterfly Emperor in History
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"Okay, I'll try my best."
Chu Xiu nodded, which was considered as an agreement.
Seeing this.
Xue Yueqing smiled.
"Take care, Chu Daoyou~"
"I wish you Daoyou to quell the catastrophe and rebuild the world in advance."
After that.
Xue Yueqing's soul turned into a snow rabbit.
It looked up and looked at the cold and deep starry sky. In its scarlet pupils, there were memories and vicissitudes after endless years.
The past scenes emerged in my mind.
I was originally the most ordinary hare in the world.
My path of cultivation was extremely bumpy, and my starting point was lower than anyone else.
But, with my infinite yearning for the Tao.
I kept moving forward.
I spent the first half of my life in failure.
But failure did not defeat me.
I stumbled and caught up, surpassed all the geniuses of the same generation, and finally became an emperor, bringing a short-lived peace to the chaotic continent.
I don't like killing and hate fighting.
It is precisely because I was born as humble as dust that I love this world so much.
The little snow rabbit stood up, raised his head, closed his eyes, raised a pair of furry front legs, and was about to embrace the whole world.
After a long time.
The snow rabbit exploded.
There was no need for Chu Xiu to take action.
He blew up his soul.
This was the last pride of his demon emperor Xue Yueqing.
His soul fragments turned into bits of light and drifted away, and the starry sky echoed his regretful sigh.
The catastrophe was coming, but he could not do anything for the Sky Continent, for which he was extremely regretful.
Watching his soul dissipate bit by bit.
Chu Xiu was indifferent and silent.
Man Beihuang, Diedi, Su Wanqiu, Mu Wanrong, the four supremes were silent.
The monks watching the battle in the battlefield of all races were also silent.
Xue Yueqing, a supreme strongman, the mark clone of the dignified demon emperor, just died quietly like this.
Such a result is really sad.
"Kill——"
Boom boom boom——
The huge body of Man Beihuang, which was hundreds of thousands of feet tall, stepped on the void and took heavy steps, like an ancient beast, slamming into Chu Xiu fiercely.
"I will fight him in close combat, and you guys will attack."
"Okay~"
Mu Wanrong nodded, waved her right hand, and a fist-sized conch with colorful fairy light appeared in her hand.
The conch exuded imperial power, and it was obviously the phantom of an imperial weapon.
She held the conch, placed it beside her red lips, and blew it gently.
At this moment.
Her breath reached the extreme peak, and she performed the forbidden killing move - Destruction of the World and Eight Natural Disasters.
The colorful conch had insight into the origin of the world and played the divine sound of the avenue. All kinds of life, all kinds of mortals, and all things must experience disasters in the rhythm.
Boom——
Fire, thunder, plague, flood, and various natural disasters appeared one after another, combining into a picture of destruction.
The painting stretched across the starry sky for tens of millions of miles, carrying the power of infinite natural disasters to crush Chu Xiu.
The Butterfly Emperor's chest returned to its bulging state. She flapped her silver wings, which kept flashing, leaving a series of sad and beautiful galaxies in the starry sky, flying around Chu Xiu quickly, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Su Wanqiu lightly rebuked, lifted the Tai Su Tower, which was a million feet high, and smashed it on her husband's head, killing him directly without any mercy.
The Tai Su Tower carried a powerful wood-attributed life force, turning thousands of stars along the way into wood.
Chu Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair moving without wind, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking around, and his mouth grinned.
\\"Come on!\\"
Snap——
Chu Xiu clasped his hands together eleven times.
The holy blood in his body boiled like a real dragon roaring, and the vision of the Great Saint Body descended, and the pressure shook the universe.
Accompanied by the sound of the Tao.
The six-armed immortal king, tens of thousands of feet tall, crashed down beside Chu Xiu. It reached out and picked up Chu Xiu, and slapped him directly on the forehead, and the two merged into one.
The immortal king slowly raised his head, and three light circles rotated behind his three heads, emitting a holy light, making him look like a god or a demon.
"Die--"
The huge body of the barbarian god of Man Beihuang rushed forward to the six-armed immortal king.
"Get out of my way--"
The three heads of the six-armed immortal king shouted together.
Bang bang--
The six arms swung quickly, and millions of fists were swung in an instant.
Millions of fists gathered at one point.
Transformed into a golden sun, illuminating the entire starry sky.
Man Beihuang collided with the sun, and his upper body shattered like porcelain, with blood and flesh splattering.
"You are too noisy~"
The Six-Armed Immortal King grinned, pounced on him, held down Man Beihuang, and madly bombarded his body with six fists, so fast that no afterimage could be seen.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
Blood and flesh splattered, dyeing the sky red. The fight scene of fists hitting flesh was extremely tragic.
In less than three breaths.
The huge body of Man Beihuang, which was hundreds of thousands of feet tall, was actually blasted into slag alive.
The soul escaped from the altar.
Man Beihuang looked up at the Six-Armed Immortal King, his eyes full of horror.
Too strong.
The sense of oppression was too strong.
Facing him, I couldn't even think of resisting.
Perhaps, only when I was in my prime and had the fighting power of the Great Emperor, could I fight against him.
Man Beihuang's heart was full of bitterness.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that there was such a powerful ninth-level cultivator as Chu Xiu in the world.
It's simply outrageous...
\\"We are both in the Ninth Heaven, and I also have the memory of the Great Emperor Realm, why is the gap between us so big?\\"
Man Beihuang still couldn't help but asked loudly.
"I have fought with the Great Saint Body, and his strength is far from comparable to yours."
"Why is that?"
The Six-Armed Immortal King blocked Su Wanqiu's attack and repelled the Butterfly Emperor who attacked him.
Then he turned his head to look at Man Beihuang's soul, grinned, and reached out to grab him, "Because my holy body is the strongest holy body."
"My avenue is the way of transcendence."
"Physical body, avenue, soul, and the way of proving the way, you are all inferior to me."
"May I ask how you are going to defeat me?"
Facing Chu Xiu's giant hand, Man Beihuang did not dodge, he muttered to himself, "So that's it."
Man Beihuang smiled bitterly, "It seems that I lost unjustly."
"No wonder the battlefield of all races will rank your name at the top."
"Okay, go with peace of mind!!"
Chu Xiu's voice had just fallen.
Man Beihuang's head darkened.
A huge hand covered his soul and then squeezed it hard.
Crack——
The soul was shattered.
The third place on the Supreme List, the Barbarian Emperor, was defeated by the Barbarian Northern Wilderness.
"Ah——"
Mu Wanrong held the five-colored conch in her hand, raised her head slightly, and looked at the starry sky with her beautiful eyes.
Her forbidden killing move, the scroll of the eight natural disasters, once frightened all races and made all living beings change color when they heard of it. It was extremely brilliant and terrifying.
Now, it was torn in half alive, like garbage, thrown into the starry sky.
Mu Wanrong retracted her gaze and looked at the center of the battlefield.
The six-armed fairy king fought one against two, and blasted the butterfly emperor like a sandbag, causing her to cough up blood constantly, and her body was twisted into a twist.
Look at Su Wanqiu again, she didn't look injured at all.
She was still in a white dress whiter than snow, with ice-like skin and bones, and a fairy-like aura.
Mu Wanrong's mouth twitched, and a feeling of powerlessness rose in her heart.
Before I became a Taoist, if I met this man, I would definitely be desperate!
"Fellow Daoist Mu, why don't you take action——"
The crying of Butterfly Emperor came from afar.
Mu Wanrong looked over and saw that Butterfly Emperor had been caught by the Six-Armed Immortal King without her knowing when.
Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered in blood, her silver wings were broken, her lower body was gone, blood was gushing out, and she looked extremely miserable.
Miserable!
Miserable!
Miserable!
Fellow Daoist Diehuang, you are so miserable!
"Save me——"
The Butterfly Emperor raised his trembling arms, his bloodless lips moved up and down, asking Mu Wanrong for help.
