"Jie Jie Jie! The ancient prince of the human race who uses the flag, I will remember you. When you are in your later years, the Hell Prison Palace will be your eternal destination! Jie Jie Jie!"

The second emperor of the prison palace sneered hoarsely. Even though Si Xuan had already trampled the shadow of his soul into nothingness, there were still endless quasi-emperor laws that could not be erased. They turned into pieces.

The grimace should imprint Si Xuan's breath and face in the deepest part of my mind.

"Tch!" Si Xuan just snorted coldly at the cruel words put down by the old ghost from the underworld. A chaotic light dropped from the Jiuli map on the battle flag of the avenue, which directly shattered the immortal quasi-emperor's law into pieces.

nothingness.

"call!"

It wasn't until he was sure that all the quasi-emperor laws of the Second Emperor's Judgment of the Prison Suppressing Hall had been wiped out that Si Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief. His physical body and soul relaxed instantly, and the great sage law of hundreds of thousands of miles fell straight.

On an ancient star, I don't even want to move my fingers.

The state of the City of Divine Forbidden City and Nine Secrets lasted for three full days, and at the same time, the two imperial weapons were activated at an almost extreme level. Si Xuan's consumption every hour was enough to drain a small and medium-sized living planet. This

The pressure of such an intensity of fighting on his soul and body can be imagined.

"Qiang!"

"Crash!"

As he withdrew from the state of peak combat power, the Great Avenue War Flag also made a clear buzzing sound. The Human Emperor Seal, Jiulitu and Chaos Ge all returned to their original bodies and merged into Si Xuan's eyebrows.

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"Are you okay?" Only the Immortal Golden Picture, which had not participated much in the battle, shook slightly twice, and the gods in it appeared, asking with concern.

"It's okay, it's just that it consumes too much." Si Xuan shook his head, and with a flick of his finger, the Immortal Gold Diagram fell on his back, turning into the most fitting Immortal Gold Cloak to help him recover.

"Your Excellency Daojie!"

At this time, the green Great Sage's mecha also flew over at high speed. Biyun Shen and the fourth-generation Yuantian Master Wu Yi walked out of the mecha at the same time, and raised their hands to Si Xuan, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Neither of them could hide the horror in their eyes, especially Biyun Shen. She deeply understood how huge the gap between the Great Sage and the Quasi-Emperor was, and today Si Xuan actually used the body of the Great Sage to fight against the Seven Lords with the body of the Quasi-Emperor.

Corpse General, this is a glorious achievement that few people in the entire history can replicate.

"Your Excellency Daojie, in this battle, your combat power and reputation will shock the entire universe again. With the body of a great sage, you will attack the quasi-emperor. There will be no one in this universe who can compare with you." I don't know.

Suddenly, the angle of Biyun Shen's stoop became deeper. She had a new understanding of Si Xuan's combat power, and almost regarded him as a true quasi-emperor.

"Just pass it on. I've almost exhausted all my means. I want to spread my fighting power so that those who have thoughts about me will retreat." Si Xuan took a long breath, almost dry.

After understanding all the magic power and principles in the universe for thousands of miles, he shook his head and said.

Fortunately, his solar body and lunar body are both intact, and he can absorb the two most original holy powers in the universe to replenish himself. Otherwise, it would be impossible to exhaust the power of the second emperor's soul.

"Your Excellency, what are you going to do with these seven ancient corpses of quasi-emperors?" Biyun God nodded, turning his gaze to the seven ancient corpses of Chaotic Sky that stood frozen in the void, with their whole bodies cracked like porcelain, and asked in a deep voice.

After the battle with Si Xuan, the ghost energy and evil energy that had been nurtured for many thousands of years in these seven quasi-emperors' ancient corpses had all been exhausted. The corpses were broken into pieces, like seven cold stone statues, and it was difficult to move them at all.

"What else can we do? Let's get rid of them. No matter whether these Seven Heroes of Chaotic Sky were treacherous or evil during their lifetime, they should return to heaven and earth after death." Si Xuan looked at the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Sky and looked at the wounds caused by the Ancient Axe on their bodies.

Hurt, I can't help but feel sad.

Only one person can become emperor in a great world. This is an iron law that has never changed. However, these geniuses who are buried in the dust of history are also rare. They are competing for the same emperor. Si Xuan is not willing to let them live in peace after death.

"Feathering!"

He slowly raised his fingers, and the immortal gold diagram draped on his body shone with a hazy green light, and then turned into seven, falling on the seven ancient corpses of the quasi-emperors respectively.

"raging!"

As soon as the Dao fire came into contact with the ancient corpses of Qixiong, it was like a fire meeting dry wood, burning violently. In just a moment, these corpses were completely swallowed up, and even the broken quasi-emperor soldiers in their hands were also caught in the Dao fire.

Dissolve.

"The monks deserve to return to heaven and earth. They are also poor people who can't find peace after death. Just disperse." Si Xuan looked at the green light feathers rising from the seven corpses. There seemed to be seven people wearing iron armor and holding hands.

The ferocity of various heavenly soldiers

The man stood proudly and nodded to Si Xuan.

The raging Dao fire burned for a full half an hour before Qixiong's body completely dissipated, leaving only seven handfuls of Quasi-Emperor's ashes and weapon fragments floating quietly in the void.

"The underworld must be destroyed!" Si Xuan's eyes also became a little gloomy. He pointed a finger, and an ancient star in the distance cracked open. Seven groups of ashes rushed into the ancient star like a galaxy, and then the planet closed.

All that was left was a stretch of tall mountains.

"I think so too, but things are unpredictable. Even if I am the fourth generation Yuan Tianshi, I am just a player in the game. The future will still depend on the efforts of an invincible genius like Dao Jie." The anger in Wu Yi's eyes did not increase.

It's a cover-up, but he is too weak for the underworld. To put it more carefully, his situation is even worse than that of the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Sky.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, there is no need to continue to worry. Master Yuan Tianshi's lineage is all pitiful people. If you still have unfulfilled wishes in your heart, Daoist friend, I can send you back to your hometown of Beidou." Si Xuan turned to the only one who was saved in this battle.

Master Yuan Tian opened his mouth and said.

"Beidou? It's a pity that there is nothing worth remembering there anymore. I have experienced too many secrets in my life, but when my old friend passed away, I lost everything. If there is any unfulfilled wish, it is only that one

The eternally elusive divine destiny was spent." Wu Yi shook his head, with an indelible sadness and melancholy between his brows.

"The Flower of Divine Destiny? There have been legends about that thing since ancient times, but no one has ever found it. Even the current emperor may not be able to find it. I can't help you." Si Xuan couldn't help but couldn't help hearing the three words "Flower of Divine Destiny".

Shaked his head.

If there are still traces of the three ancient wonders of gods, demon gods, and Hedao, it is still unknown whether the divine flower in the stone exists. According to legend, it is a flower that can resurrect the dead. The Demon King

I have searched all over, but found nothing.

"I'll send you to see your descendant, the sixth generation Yuan Tianshi. He is the last member of your Yuan Tianshi lineage. Now is the time when he is in his prime. I think he is also willing to meet your ancestor.

A face." Si Xuan said with a smile.

"The Sixth Generation Yuan Tianshi? Well, he is the only person in the world and on earth who can have a happy chat with me. Thank you, fellow Taoist." Hearing this, Wu Yi pondered for a moment and nodded.

Si Xuan understood what Wu Yi meant. The Yuantian Masters of Beidou all had an extremely glorious history of committing suicide before they became enlightened. Ye Fan, the sixth generation Yuantian Master, committed suicide no worse than Wu Yi before he became a saint. The two of them
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