As for those below the pill formation, it is even more difficult to escape life and death. They will all be destroyed in the sweep of this sea of ​​swords.

Even the Holy Land itself was shattered by the destruction of the sea of ​​swords.

All things collapse and all living beings perish.

Only the voice of the sword-wielding emperor broke the silence and echoed in the ears of Xu Qing and the empress.

"Take the enemy's Heavenly Palace as a sword, and this is the Heavenly Palace's sword."

"As for the fourth sword..."

"The name is Xinghui!"

The moment the words came out, the sky roared, like the sky opening. At this moment, the day dispersed by itself and turned into night.

And in the dark night, countless stars shine.

Countless starlights appeared in the sky and the earth, turning into sword lights and long swords, scattered throughout the world.

The emperor took one step with his sword, stepped on a starlight, rolled up Xu Qing and the empress, and used the starlight to gaze down on the ancient northern ice field.

Against the background of the white snow, the stars are bright, reflecting the snow, shining brilliantly, and submerging the holy land here.

Looking from a distance, a huge vortex of starlight appeared here, swallowing everything.

At this point, I am speechless.

All races are silent, and the gods are watching.

The sword-wielding emperor became the most shining star in the entire Wanggu at this moment, rising from the starlight vortex.

Due to the influx of countless vitalities, his aura continued to surge, pushing his own combat power up to the peak of Xia Xian level.

The sky trembled and the earth roared.

However, the death energy in his body was also extremely strong at this moment.

His voice also became hoarse.

"As for the last sword... I want to leave it there."

Holding the sword and raising his head, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the sky and look beyond the stars.

At this moment, in the starry sky of Wanggu Continent, there are five amazing holy places that have arrived.

The ones at the front are four seats.

No matter how big or small, no matter how powerful they are, they are far beyond the Xuan level.

They are, earth-level holy places.

And the last one... is shaped like a huge heart. When it beats, it erupts with incomparable terrifying power that surpasses all others.

That is...the only heaven-level holy land!

On this heavenly holy land, on top of an ancient tower, stood an old man in black robes.

He had his hands behind his back, his face was wrinkled, and his expression was vicissitudes of life, as if he had gone through countless years, witnessed all of history, and was returning at this moment.

His eyes fell on Wang Gu.
Chapter completed!