"I didn't expect it to end like this." Su Yu glanced at Princess Yue Shi and shook his head slightly with a sigh.
After obtaining the memory of Taoist Sanque, he originally wanted to go to Changsheng Temple and seize the page of the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Book, but the king of Ziwei Divine Dynasty has been secretly spying...
Because of a misunderstanding, the fighting situation has expanded from Holy Lord to Zhan Dao. Now it is a battle of foundations that cannot be stopped at all. Hatred has been planted and cannot be eliminated!
But this is fine. After this battle, he will be the leader of the divine dynasty. Intervening in Ziwei's affairs in this way is considered to be in line with his purpose...
Outside the territory, there is silence, broken weapons, and huge bones floating in outer space, exuding the ancient atmosphere of vicissitudes.
This place has never changed, it is cold and desolate, and there is nothing except the traces of jihad.
Su Yu, Yang Yi and the old man came to this battlefield and looked at each other indifferently. This was going to be a peerless battle.
Emperor Shenwu and Su Yu both glanced at the purple star, with different expressions on their faces.
"Your descendants are wailing and resenting you for abandoning them."
Su Yu said, his body filled with chaotic energy, and when his eyes opened and closed, beams of fairy light shone out, which were the embodiment of the rules of the holy way.
The old man in Xingpao said calmly: "I alone am the dynasty of gods. After that, I will take off your head to pay tribute to them."
Protecting others during the holy war would distract him from his energy. Because of this, he ignored those tribesmen and came alone.
In his eyes, only Zidu, who was in the Third Heaven realm of Xiantai, was considered his descendant. The monks under the Dao of Killing were too weak, no different from ants, and were not taken seriously by him at all.
The divine flower bloomed, and the train of her skirt shone, turning into pieces of armor, which fit tightly on Yang Yi's body, covering her exposed skin. Against the backdrop of the armor, she looked like a Valkyrie, with a slender and graceful figure, a heroic appearance, and possessing
A special kind of beauty.
The lavender hair is flying, the woman's star eyes are moving slightly, the forehead is shining, a fairy light flies out of the immortal platform, the cold moonlight illuminates the universe for a moment, the black and yellow essence flows, the Silver Moon Jade Tower floats and sinks, nine
Wisps of the Mother Qi of all things evaporate and turn into waterfalls, leaping in the starry sky.
Threads of fairy mist were lingering, black hair was hanging down, Yang Yi looked cold, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.
As if feeling the master's mood, the Silver Moon Tower also burst out with brilliant brilliance, illuminating the endless starry sky. The holy power soared into the sky, overwhelming the sky and earth, turning countless suspended objects in the space into powder.
"Nice eyes. If you were stronger, maybe the ending would be different. It's a pity..."
The ancient ancestor of the Ziwei Dynasty had deep eyes. He stretched out his bone-like palm, his five fingers were slightly bent, and a purple gold gourd appeared.
"The last bit of spiritual blood."
He unscrewed the stopper and poured it into his mouth. It was the moon-white divine blood, which shot up to the sky and stirred up the stars in the sky, like the most beautiful diamonds.
However, there was very little divine blood in the gourd, and he drank it all in one gulp.
"The Guanghan spirit body in the saint realm." Su Yu's eyes moved slightly, recognizing this special fluctuation.
The Guanghan spirit body can draw the power of the stars and the moon, and its yin energy is pure. Yi Qingwu has this kind of physique.
"I didn't expect you to actually kill a Guanghan spirit body."
Su Yu glanced at the purple gold gourd. This old man must have stirred up the world back then. He was definitely not an easy person to kill a Guanghan spirit body in the saint realm.
"I didn't expect people from other lands to have heard of this kind of physique."
The old man's hair was disheveled, and there was a trace of memories in his eyes, and he said: "I had a fate with her back then, but unfortunately we became strangers in the end. I could only send her to death with my own hands. Thanks to the spiritual blood she left behind, I can live until now."
"With such strong blood, you should also have a king's body. Unfortunately, you are too weak. It would be better if you were in the saint realm..."
He smiled, showing his white teeth, and looked at Su Yu up and down with a special look, as if looking at prey.
Su Yu sneered, laid out the magic circle on Qianhuan Xinghe Immortal Clothes, and then sent a message to Yang Yi's spiritual mind: "I have already laid out the covering magic circle. This one definitely has the power of the Six Forbiddens. He can directly sacrifice Li Huo Shen.
furnace......"
Yang Yi nodded slightly, moved her hands, with runes and starlight intertwined in her slender jade fingers, and once again laid out a formation here.
The old man in Xingpao did not stop him. When he was young, he was also a genius who went against the odds and was invincible at the same level. Now he is standing in the realm of half-step saint king, facing a descendant of a third-level immortal ant and a descendant of the second-level saint.
, he has no fear at all.
No matter what means the opponent uses, they can't escape!
Suddenly, the old man's eyes narrowed and he noticed something strange.
"This special formation method...how is it possible?"
He stood up quickly and took a step forward. His speed exceeded the space and he was in front of Yang Yi in an instant.
The Immortal Picture Hunting is laid out in the universe. Countless stars fly out, turning this place into a halo. The sun, moon, mountains and rivers in the picture, and all things and phenomena all burst out with light, gathering into a stream of primordial fairy light that shines forward.
.
"boom!"
The saint's cassock cast by the essence of the stars was flowing with divine brilliance. At this moment, flesh and blood turned into a weapon, and the old man's right arm turned into a heavenly sword, which was dazzlingly bright and cold, and struck at Yang Yi.
"Crack!"
He immediately slashed down and went straight for Yang Yi. He was not affected by his opponent's beautiful appearance at all. He wanted to cut the opponent in half and end her life.
The void of the universe was cut open by him, making a very terrifying sound that made people's hearts tremble.
"boom!"
The bright red clouds illuminated the heavens, and the heaven and earth collapsed. A furnace as red as blood appeared. It was sacred and vast, filling the sky. It was engraved with various ancient patterns such as divine birds and the sun.
The haze is like blood, blooming brilliantly, and various laws are intertwined beside this sacred furnace. In the boundless firelight, a delicate fairy phoenix floats slightly, making a roar of heaven, suppressing it, and no one can stop it!
The sky knife fell, and then was counterattacked by the emperor's energy, shattering into countless fragments. The light rain fell and shot around, like a meteor passing by. It was a startling moment, and it was so beautiful.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Su Yu made a move and put all the star fragments into his sleeve robe. In his eyes, everything about the other party belongs to him. This is the best star robe
Nature is no exception.
"How is that possible, Ji Dao Ancient Emperor Soldier!" Emperor Shenwu was horrified.
This is simply a myth and legend. There are only two imperial sects in Ziwei Ancient Star. Among them, the Sun Ancient Sect has no imperial weapons since the beginning of the inheritance. The imperial weapons of the Taiyin God Sect were lost in the ancient times.
For tens of thousands of years, there have never been any Ji Dao Emperor soldiers in the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory, not even the occasional foreign forces.
This is also the origin of the name Ji Dao Ancient Emperor Weapon. Under this starry sky, this kind of weapon is almost extinct. Only in ancient times, there are legends about it. Nowadays, most of the monks in Ziwei Star have forgotten the supreme power of Ji Dao Emperor Weapon.
In the sky, the Lihuo Divine Furnace is blooming with immeasurable light, red clouds are lingering, the spirit is infinite, the roar of the avenue is endless, and the imperial aura is overwhelming, filling this area.
The star-robed old man roared angrily and refused to give in. However, under the extreme path, the laws of the holy path were really weak and could not resist at all.
Seeing that his opponent was still struggling, Su Yu looked indifferent. A faint black light shot out from the Immortal Platform and wrapped around the Chaos Immortal Golden Sword. He swung the Immortal Sword and released a sword energy.
The light of the sword turned into silk, and it was like a thread, with the tears of gods and demons, the rhyme of the destruction of heaven and earth, piercing the old man and piercing his chakra.
Under this extreme pain, Emperor Shenwu bent down and knelt down. He could not bear the divine power. No matter how he resisted, it was useless. Every bone in his body was ringing and about to explode.
The terrifying sword energy emitted from the sea of suffering, from bottom to top, and destroyed the sea of suffering in an instant, causing the spring of life to lose its flow, the divine bridge to break, and no shadow to be seen on the other side.
Under the collision of the Ji Dao Qi machine, the sun, moon and stars chart let out a cry, and the light on the album became increasingly dim, and the lines and marks were flickering on and off, as if it was about to burst.
The sky and the earth are vast, with light everywhere and laws everywhere. A talisman as red as blood, surrounded by black and yellow essence, intertwined with chaotic energy, illuminates the sky!
Even the half-step Holy King was unable to compete with him. He was pinned down and was about to kneel down, completely destroyed physically and mentally.
The fairy light bloomed, and under the reflection of the red clouds, Yang Yi seemed to be wearing a battle armor made of phoenix blood and red gold, which was extremely sacred.
Su Yu looked up at the goddess, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. Perhaps for a special reason, he liked Yang Yi's appearance in her tight-fitting armor. She was beautiful and heroic at the same time, completely different from her usual posture.
"This is the power of the imperial army!" Yang Yi was also a little surprised.
This was the first time she had suppressed someone with the ultimate imperial weapon, and the effect was surprisingly good.
This kind of thing rarely happens on the Emperor Burial Star. The major forces in Beidou are married to each other, and the relationship is complicated. Even the Holy Land of the Ultimate Realm rarely uses imperial soldiers.
One is because there are too many Yakuza forces and they are interfering with each other. There is no eternal force in the world, and no one can guarantee that his descendants will be equally amazing. In the end, the battle to overthrow the country is still a minority!
Furthermore, it is because only people of the same level can cause such a result. If the Dao-Slaying King mobilizes the imperial soldiers, there is no way he can do anything to the saint-level existence.
"You are from Beidou...Which imperial clan are you from?" the old man in star robe said feebly as his breath faded.
His hair was stained with blood, his eyes were cloudy, and there was deep despair in his eyes.
The opponent has Ji Dao Emperor soldiers, everything is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.
Although another self-proclaimed ancient ancestor of the divine dynasty has entered the realm of the Holy King, that one is not as good as him. If he were to be born, he would probably turn into dust in a moment.
Even though Lun Hai suffered heavy losses, he still had the strength to fight. What really suppressed him was this imperial weapon.
If he stepped into the realm of the Saint King and could easily tear apart the magic circle covering this place, he might still have a chance to survive, and even be able to save the divine dynasty, but now he is in a certain death situation.
Yang Yi was silent, she landed next to Su Yu, her lips moved slightly, and said: "How to deal with it!"
Su Yu held her hand, and although it was the slightly cool jade armor that touched it, he could feel the temperature of her body.
He whispered: "Thanks to you!"
Seeing the tenderness in Yu'er's eyes, Yang Yi pursed her lips and did not respond. She still liked to maintain a cold look in front of outsiders.
After all, she is hundreds of years older than Su Yu. In the eyes of others, the relationship between the two is more like a master and a disciple, rather than a Taoist couple.
Seeing that Yang Yi was silent, Su Yu shifted his gaze to the star map. He stretched out his arm that looked like a divine jade and pointed it as a sword, with a bright divine light flowing from his fingertips.
The runes vibrated, chaos emerged, and a ray of imperial energy rushed out, obliterating the power of the holy way covering the holy soldiers, and cutting off the divine connection between the sun, moon, and stars chart and the old man.
Su Yu forcibly grabbed the divine picture in his hand, admired the scenery in the picture, and said to the ancient ancestor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty: "I will not destroy the Ziwei Divine Dynasty. This is my promise!"
The old man's lips moved slightly, and finally he nodded numbly. As a member of the Imperial Clan, the other party had no reason to deceive him.
Then Su Yu formed the Devouring Seal, and a picture of Yin and Yang Chaos appeared behind him. The nine purple-gold divine chains clanked, and with strands of chaotic energy, they penetrated into the opponent's body from the broken parts of the sage's robe.
Feeling the loss of his vitality, the old man closed his eyes and had complicated thoughts in his heart, including unwillingness and despair. Before dying, he quickly recalled his life.
The high-spiritedness of his youth, the unrestrained loveliness of being admired by the goddess in his youth, the pride of fighting all over Ziwei and being respected by all four states, and the helplessness of being a stranger...
In his later years, his blood energy was withered, but he received the inheritance of the blood path by chance. That secret technique must be cultivated with the life blood of the king's body as a guide.
Under the shadow of death, he finally lost to the years. He used lies to lure Palace Master Guanghan out of the Sixth Heaven of Saints. He attacked his former lover and used the other person's spiritual blood to extend his life span for three hundred years.
...
"It's a pity. If she had been stronger at that time, maybe her spiritual blood could have helped me step into the Saint King, and everything would have changed." This was his last voice, with no regrets, only a touch of melancholy.