"boom!"

Thunder surged over the capital, illuminating the dim palace below.

In front of the royal ancestral hall, Emperor Shang stood quietly, looking at the resurrected Jiuding in front of him, his expression condensed.

here we go!

Now that the Rakshasa King has seen the secrets in the ancestral hall, he will never come out alive.

"Second World Secret."

In the ancestral hall, nine coffins were opened, and the black air filled the sky. Nine royal family members walked out, and the powerful aura made the entire space of the ancestral hall begin to distort.

The nine people appeared and without any hesitation, they immediately used the magic power of the Great Shang Royal Family to control the country and rushed forward together.

Among the nine people, Tao Yaoyao saw this, his eyes turned cold, and he swung the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, with sword energy flowing freely, blocking the attack of the nine people.

However, the originally indestructible Immortal Killing Sword Qi was unable to kill nine people at this moment.

"Um?"

Tao Yaoyao felt this, frowned slightly, knocked back the nine people with a sword, and looked outside the ancestral hall.

But in the sky above the ancestral hall, the nine cauldrons were rising and falling, and in the nine cauldrons, the purple energy was falling. While anchoring the royal ancestral hall, it forcibly suppressed the power of the Zhuxian sword energy.

"Wang Jian, how can I tolerate this defeat?"

In the ancestral hall, Tao Yaoyao felt that his strength was suppressed, murderous intent was evident in his eyes, he stepped forward and rushed forward.

With one sword, the void was torn apart, and a dark ravine appeared, shocking the human mind.

The sword has reached its peak, and there are no moves in it. The Rakshasa who has entered the sixth mirror, one move after another, gradually returns to his true nature.

However, such a simple move brought unspeakable pressure to the nine people present.

Seeing that their opponents were invincible, the nine men immediately changed their tactics, forming a formation of threes and threes, alternating offense and defense. They did not seek a quick victory, but only sought to consume the strength of the Rakshasa girl in front of them as much as possible.

All nine people present could see that King Rakshasa's physical body had long since dissipated, and now, he had just integrated his will into the Zhuxian sword energy. Once the sword energy was exhausted, no matter how strong this woman was, she would not be able to recover.

Nine-person wheel battle, nine versus one, virtual flowers versus real flowers, artifacts versus artifacts, the strongest battle in thousands of years, not about victory or defeat, but about life and death.

Rakshasa is determined to survive, and her fighting spirit is as fierce as fire, because she must live to take the secrets here out and tell the little guy outside.

On the contrary, all the monsters in the royal ancestral hall do not want King Rakshasa to escape alive, just because the secrets here cannot be seen in the light, and anyone who comes in must die.

It was an extremely fierce battle, with palm power and sword energy surging. Tao Yaoyao fought one against nine, not losing at all, and his fighting spirit was dazzling.

Outside the battle, Taishang stood there quietly, staring at the battle ahead, his old face full of exhaustion.

This girl is really incredible.

It's a pity that his body has been scattered and he can't survive.

"boom!"

In the middle of the battle, a violent collision sounded again, and the aftermath shook. The three virtual flower masters took several steps back, and black blood dripped down, staining their python robes.

The people present here were all considered geniuses in their own era. In order to seek immortality, they transformed themselves into the underworld, and their strength further increased, and they ascended to the virtual flower.

However, compared to the original Tianjian Ruoye, there is still some gap between this kind of virtual flower.

However, today's Tao Yaoyao has also gradually slipped from his peak state. With the rapid consumption of his sword energy, the fire of life will also burn to the end.

Outside the ancestral hall, in the distant eastern sky, a faint white fish belly appeared, indicating that the dawn was approaching.

In the ancestral hall, the battle of ten people is still going on. The royal ancestral hall is blocked by the Jiuding of Zhenshi. The living can enter and the dead can leave.

The sword energy and palm strength collided again, and the nine people joined forces and used wheel tactics, constantly consuming the last moments of the beautiful shadow in the battle.

After fighting dozens of moves, Tao Yaoyao's sword energy vibrated, and his will became violently trance-like.

The fire of life was about to expire, and in a daze, Tao Yaoyao received a heavy palm on his body and slipped several feet away.

There was no blood, because his body had been dissipated. Five feet away, Tao Yaoyao staggered to steady his body, his eyes as bright as stars began to show signs of fatigue.

"Your journey has come to an end."

Among the nine people, a man in a python robe spoke with an indifferent expression.

"The end?"

Tao Yaoyao murmured softly, suppressing the feeling of weakness in her body, and responded, "Don't worry, I will not fall down before I send you back to the west."

After saying that, Tao Yaoyao's figure flashed out, his sword like thunder, and he stepped forward.

However, this time the target was not the nine people, but Tai Shang who was outside the battle.

There was one thing that she had never understood. As a sage of the Taizi generation in the Taoist sect, Taishang's strength should be far superior to hers, why he never took action.

Is it possible that there is something wrong with Tai Shang's body?

In the midst of his thoughts, Tao Yaoyao's figure flashed by, his sword aura flowing horizontally, and he was instantly in front of Tai Shang.

"Bang!"

The moment the Zhuxian Sword Qi fell, unexpectedly, the coffin beside Taishang suddenly shook, and the coffin lid flew up, directly blocking the sword's edge.

Then, the tenth man appeared in the coffin and struck back with a palm strike, his palm power was like a stormy sea, unrivaled.

Tao Yaoyao concentrated his attention, turned the sword in his hand, and suddenly blocked the former's palm force.

When he caught his eye, in front of Taishang, a man in royal robes stood quietly, with a powerful aura that far surpassed the other nine people.

Wearing royal robes symbolizes a man's identity. He was an emperor in a certain era.

However, before the temptation of immortality, the emperor also chose to surrender.

"The late emperor!"

Tao Yaoyao narrowed her eyes when she saw the man blocking Tai Shang.

"King Rakshasa."

The previous Emperor Shang looked at the woman in front of him and said calmly, "Stop. Your life has come to an end. Stop now. With the help of the Jiuding of Zhenshi, you can live for a few more days."

"Eternal life is useless, surviving is enough."

Tao Yaoyao responded in a deep voice, looking at Tai Shang behind the previous emperor Shang, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Now, she was basically certain that there must be something wrong with Taishang's body.

The more they cover it up, the more it means there is something hidden.

No more hesitation.

Her body can no longer hold on for long,

"Your Majesty, it seems that King Rakshasa can't come out."

At the same time, in the southwest of the palace, in Tingyu Pavilion, Mu Jin looked in the direction of the royal ancestral hall and said in a deep voice.

"not necessarily."

On the side, Mu Wenqing tightened his fur robe tightly and responded, "The heavenly catastrophe has not ended yet, which means that the Rakshasa King is still alive. Please wait."

"boom!"

As soon as Prince Wen finished speaking, thunder suddenly surged in the sky, and the terrifying power of heaven continued to press down, making it difficult to breathe.

The next moment, thunder fell from the sky and landed on the royal ancestral hall.

In an instant, thunderous waves erupted deep inside the palace, and the dazzling lightning instantly engulfed the entire royal ancestral hall.

"Little uncle!"

In front of the Fengtian Palace, Li Ziye was shocked when he saw a scene in the distance.

Junior uncle, he triggered the catastrophe.
Chapter completed!