Although Twelve has not calmed down completely, he still knows what he should do now and what he can do.

She was constantly transmitting various messages to Qin Yang from afar, starting from Taihao, and radiating out and being connected. The focus was on the words Taihao said and all the information involved.

She also knows how to give full play to her strengths and how to try her best to survive in this situation.

She could not think of anything else but to give all the information to Qin Yang and let Qin Yang think about it.

Under the extreme pressure, Qin Yang's thinking speed began to accelerate. Based on this, after using the Si Zi Jue, he could barely keep up with the speed of the twelve transmissions.

Qin Yang clearly knows that the gap in hard power cannot be made up by his hard work.

Maybe after giving up everything and sacrificing everything, the strength gained in exchange would only be enough to escape from Taihao's hands.

Even if the authority of the ten great priests is now deprived, Qin Yang estimates that the strength that Taihao can exert may be two realms higher than him.

It was an insurmountable chasm, and it was impossible to beat it with his strength alone.

Even if Twelve sacrifices himself, it is impossible to defeat him. In the face of absolute strength, even if Taihao has a flaw, for Qin Yang, this flaw does not exist.

He greatly underestimated Taihao.

This is why Taihao dared to sit on the sidelines and watch the changes in the situation with a cold eye, just for the final result, but he was not afraid that the situation would lose control.

Among the countless messages given by Twelve, there is one very important thing.

That is, Taihao did not revive only in the past ten thousand years.

This guy has been recovering for a long time. After he recovered, he has been hiding his face, looking for opportunities and starting to make plans.

In ancient times, Taihao's plan had been proven to fail.

It is impossible for him not to know that even if he takes the same path in a new era, he is unlikely to succeed.

Others may have a way out, but Taihao has no way out at all.

At the end of the ancient era, the wind catastrophe came, and everything in the world was torn from the core. Even the vitality of heaven and earth that filled the world was not spared, and was torn apart and reduced to a lower level of power.

As the Emperor of Heaven, the impact he suffered would be far stronger than that of other monks. His authority was born in the world, allowing him to live as long as Heaven, but also allowing him to suffer the strongest impact.

Without the shackles of life span, time has lost its meaning to Taihao.

He doesn't care about the process, nor does he care about time, so all the processes in between can be ignored by him.

What he saw was the one where water disaster would come in the very distant future.

Everything in the world froze, and the world lost light and heat. The first thing to bear the brunt was the sun.

The sun that is the most invisible, the most scorching and the greatest will be forced to extinguish at that time and turn into a death star.

His authority has foreshadowed his final end.

The Emperor of Heaven does not have the shackles of longevity, but it does not mean that the Emperor of Heaven has no end.

When the sun represented by his Taihao authority is extinguished, the eternal Taihao Emperor who relies on Taihao authority will naturally face his final death.

Taihao has already seen the final outcome. For him, this final outcome is basically already in front of his eyes.

If he wanted to rewrite this ending, he had to make sure that the water disaster would never happen.

When it comes to the most fundamental survival needs, everything that blocks this point will be on the opposite side of either you die or me, and there is no room for relaxation.

Qin Yang leaned against the white jade divine gate and stood under the peach tree, his thoughts becoming calmer and calmer.

When the battle fails to achieve the goal, he can only pursue the starting point of it all, the most fundamental place, and find a solution to the problem from here.

…

Qin Yang was still digging for information endlessly, and the incarnation of Fu Jun had already begun to play soy sauce. He could only shout a few words of "666". Qin Baldou, who was pulled out by Qin Yang, took the position of the front row tank and output position.

He transformed his body into a hatchet, sealed it into a token of rage, and followed Qin Yang, no matter what he wanted to do.

That's not the most important thing now.

The only thing he has to do now is to kill Emperor Taihao, who is no longer in peak condition.

Even he himself is far from his peak condition.

No matter what happens with other people, there may be room for relaxation, but with the Emperor of Heaven, there is no such possibility.

Qin Kun's body was full of death energy, and the waves were surging. Even though he was already dead, his terrifying power was still much stronger than any other race Qin Yang had ever seen.

He was holding the hatchet that had its front half broken off and was covered in stains. He looked at Taihao opposite him and slowly raised the hatchet in his hand.

"I'm dead. I've been dead for a long, long time. I've been sleeping for a long, long time. I only have 20% of the strength I had when I was alive.

Also include this..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a fire in his chest, and suddenly it burned with a roar, and the anger spread out and enveloped his body.

Qin Yang felt it, it was his anger.

His reason had been suppressed just now, so that he had to instinctively separate his reason and anger, so as not to be overwhelmed by the anger that overwhelmed his reason.

He had given his overwhelming anger to Qin Kun.

Qin Kun is no longer able to unleash the terrifying strength he had before he was born. In his current state, he cannot rely on the Wrath Art to infinitely increase his combat power.

As soon as he thought of Ta Xiang, Qin Yang gave up.

Tower incense is not unlimited, or in other words, in the world of the living, tower incense is limited.

Taxiang is a complete product of the realm of the dead, where Taxiang is not a chance, but an outright pit.

Igniting life in the world of the dead is similar to becoming ominous in the world of the living. Except when it is the most desperate, it is used as a means of perishing together, otherwise this thing is extremely poisonous in the world of the dead.

But in the world of the living, Taxiang is different. Only those who have been cut off from vitality for seven days and whose physical bodies are basically intact can regain their vitality.

Qin Baldou raised his hatchet and pointed it at Tai Hao. The burning anger all over his body became more and more manic. His expression also began to become ferocious and furious, and anger gushed out from his eyes.

"All the power I have is only enough for me to have a chance to strike. Taihao, if you can block it, then what happens next is none of my business. If you can't block it, then you can fall into silence with me."

After the words fell, Qin's bald head bloomed, occupying half of the sky, and the death energy that could block even the sun's rays suddenly shrank back.

His momentum seemed to be stagnant, everything around him was forcibly suppressed, and the brilliance of the sun was obscured.

It was as if he was the only one standing there in the world, holding a broken hatchet in one hand, and the raging anger seemed to burn through the entire world.

"Qin Yang, see clearly, this is the human race's wrath formula! This is your anger."

Qin Baldou shouted loudly. At this moment, his somewhat withered body seemed to have regained its vitality. The muscles all over his body were tangled, and the purest breath of power bloomed.

The space where he stood seemed to be unable to withstand that force, and large cracks appeared under his feet.

Taihao's eyes were solemn, and he reached down with one hand to grab at the empty space.

The cloud platform below suddenly shattered, and the huge scorching sun hanging in the third layer of the cloud platform slowly broke through the cloud top, as if it was controlled by Taihao.

Endless light and heat, swaying freely, supported Qin Baldou's momentum there.

Qin Yang was forced back by the momentum of these two men. He looked at Qin Baldou's back and shouted loudly.

"Master Qin, you will never survive in this life, the realm of the dead has been opened.

Don't be in a hurry to die if you go there. If you die there, there will be nothing left.

Emperor Fengdu has already appeared there. If you want to find a place to stay, go to Daomen. Relatively speaking, those guys are the most reliable. Reporting my name should be of some use."

Qin Baldou laughed wildly.

"Okay, then I'll also take advantage of you.

Lord Fu, let’s meet in the realm of the dead.”

With a loud shout, Qin Baldou's aura exploded to the extreme.

On one side is a huge scorching sun that connects the sky and the earth, containing a powerful power that no living thing can grasp.

On one side is a bright bald head, standing proudly with a hatchet in his hand. Just standing there prevents the brilliance of the sun from shining through.

"Taihao, I have wanted to kill you for a long time! Hahahaha, come on!"

Qin Baldou swung his hatchet and struck with a simple straight blow.

The place where he stood suddenly collapsed, and even the top of the clouds could no longer bear his power.

The top of the cloud collapsed, and the third layer of the cloud platform also began to collapse.

Wherever the broken blade struck, even the brilliance of the sun was forcibly extinguished and turned into the purest nothingness.

Invisible power struck into the huge scorching sun of unknown size. The scorching sun paused slightly, and a dotted line appeared in the center. The scorching sun took the dotted line as the center and suddenly collapsed towards the center.

However, Qin Kun's attack was faster and stronger, so fast that it didn't even have a chance to collapse the scorching sun.

The scorching sun was split into two, and the core of the big sun was forcibly annihilated. The terrifying power, accompanied by the rolling of the scorching sun, continued to be annihilated towards both sides.

The dome in front suddenly shattered.

In Taihao's world, a huge crack stretching for tens of thousands of miles was cut out.

Behind Emperor Taihao, there was already endless void. He stood there with one hand in front of him.

A long pale golden thread ran straight down from his forehead and extended all the way to his entire body.

Golden light spurted out from this long line. After just a few breaths, it was completely annihilated, and the aura of death began to appear on Taihao's body.
To be continued...