Chapter 384: At the end of the battle, all the kings bowed their heads
The five-color divine phoenix disappeared, and Su Yu slowly walked over with an indifferent expression. He looked up at the bound King of Light in the void, with strands of ghostly light flickering in his eyes.
"Ding!"
The Shimo Bell, which was being suppressed by the Chaos Dao Body, lost its supply of divine power and wanted to escape. Su Yu sneered, raised his hand and fired a beam of extreme divine power, directly driving the Black Jade Sacred Bell into the Nine Netherworld.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, the First Demonic Bell fell into the wilderness, shattering countless mountains and rivers in an instant.
In the dust all over the sky, the ancient bell's brilliance dimmed, and it was constantly trembling, flying towards the outside world, trying to return to the Temple of the First Demon.
However, chains of order surrounded by chaotic energy came out of the air and fixed it in the void. Then the imperial energy turned into a whip and severely whipped this ancient holy weapon.
"Woooo..."
Under the torture of the emperor's energy, the lines on the surface of the First Demonic Clock were blurred, it was constantly trembling, and the gods inside also revived.
However, no matter how hard it struggled, it could not break away from the Chaos Divine Chain on its body. However, the rhythm of the Imperial Qi Whip became faster and faster, making this handed down holy weapon wail, and the god almost collapsed, enduring great pain...
..
Su Yu was too lazy to care about this holy weapon and put it into the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar, then walked to the King of Light.
The devouring divine patterns in his eyes were free, and the dim light exuded made the King of Light palpitate, and he quickly shouted: "Zidu, I am willing to pay for my life with divine objects!"
"My god, everything you own is mine, what can I buy it for?" Su Yu teased with a slight smile on his lips.
Then, without waiting for the King of Light to say anything, he waved his sleeve and put it into the holy weapon space of Qianhuan Xinghe Immortal Clothes.
Looking at this broken world, Su Yu looked natural, with a hint of contentment in his eyes.
Capturing the Heavenly Demon Body and Light Body of the Great Perfection King alive in one battle, this is the charm of the Ziwei Star Realm, and it is worthy of his longing for it.
In the Beidou Star Territory, although there are many kings of the younger generation, most of them are in the Four Pole and Dragon Transformation Secret Realm and have not grown up at all.
Moreover, there are many Emperors of the Buried Emperor Star. Among them, Zhongzhou, which has the largest number of kings, besides the four immortal dynasties, there is also Gai Jiuyou.
There is someone in Zhongzhou. Hunting the kings is just a joke. If he goes too far and causes the race's genius to wither, the other party will never sit idly by and ignore it...
There are not so many worries in the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory. The major inheritances do not have the ultimate emperor weapons. At most, they have quasi-emperor weapons and quasi-emperor formations. Moreover, there are many Dacheng kings. For Su Yu, it is like an imperial palace, which can continuously
Enhance your own strength.
"There is also Yin Tiande, an ancient Taoist from the Qing Dynasty, and Yi'er should be about the same."
Su Yu took one step, crossing thousands of miles, and caught up with the Qinggu Taoist in a few breaths. The incarnation of his Qing Qi had already entangled him.
"Qinggu, I was fighting a bloody battle over there, and you just left without saying goodbye. Is that okay?" Su Yu stepped into the battlefield and asked.
The ancient Qing Taoist was silent. There was a hint of determination in his brows, and the secret technique of immortality became more and more powerful, and the incarnation of Qing Qi continued to retreat.
Seeing that the other party was willing to die, Su Yu chuckled lightly, no longer hiding it, and revealed his true appearance.
"People from a foreign land."
The ancient Qing Taoist's voice was cold, and he aroused the blood in his body, spurting out a mouthful of his heart's blood, and poured it on the Hall of Eternal Life.
Then he used the Secret Technique of Immortality to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, hoping to restore his state to its peak, so as to create an incarnation of combat power and allow the Palace of Eternal Life and the Ancient Temple of Gods to return to the Underworld.
"It's not that easy to sacrifice blood to the holy soldiers. Your life and death depend on my thoughts. I want you to die before you die!" Su Yu's expression was indifferent, the sword mark between his eyebrows shone brightly, and his forehead bones bloomed with wisps of fairy light.
A black light rushed out, the sky-swallowing magic jar trembled slightly, and thousands of silk ribbons hung down, glittering and translucent. Su Yu's black hair was shawl, the chaotic blood was surging, and wisps of sacred patterns penetrated the body. This was his powerful physical body.
manifestation.
"The Jidao Imperial Soldier...is indeed a person from outside the world."
The ancient Taoist of the Qing Dynasty was stunned, with no look of surprise on his face. He had long forgotten about life and death, and wanted to burn his body and send it back to the ancient scriptures of the gods.
He crushed the jade slip in his sleeve and muttered something in his mouth. The spell was like thunder, shaking the world. Green light fell, and a tall tree jumped out, and then the tree body was blazing with divine flames.
Not only was there a vision, but the Taoist priest from the Qing Dynasty also had fire rising from his body, and he shouted: "The Taoist soul is reborn!"
As he spoke, his Immortal Platform cracked, and wisps of crystalline spiritual power came out of his body, condensing into a Taoist body and driving the Eternal Life Palace back to the west.
In the Mingling Changsheng Temple, the master of the Changsheng Temple sat cross-legged and was worshiping the ancestor's soul. With tears in his eyes, he recited an ancient mantra and shouted: "The holy soldiers return to their positions, Master, the soul has returned."
Just now, the soul lamp of the ancient Qing Taoist went out!
Outside the ancient palace, a cyan altar appeared. It was made of pieces of blue crystal stone. There were complicated patterns on it, exuding a strange wave. All the monks from the fourth pole and above in the Changsheng Palace gathered here and chanted in unison.
Planting an ancient curse...
At the junction of the Morning Star Territory and the Huiyue Territory, the Hall of Eternal Life sensed and truly revived. Immortal light and divine traces were dazzling, bursting out with infinite source power. Billions of divine radiances burst out, shocking the world.
Among them, the gods are united with the Tao souls of the ancient Taoists of the Qing Dynasty, and they truly have a trace of the power of the ancient saints, surpassing the Tao King-killing realm.
This is the true power of the ancient holy soldiers. Its power is beyond reason. It can simply crush the heavens of all ages and is enough to kill the great king.
"Moths fly to the flame."
Su Yu pointed out, and the chaotic divine power turned into millions of streams and was submerged into the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar. Under the nourishment of the Chaos Qi, the ghost mask in the jar became more and more vivid and looked extremely breathtaking.
"Buzz!"
The sky-swallowing magic jar shook out wisps of extreme military might, like millions of fairy mountains gushing out, black light rising into the sky, mist of chaos filling the sky, pressing forward, moving the nine heavens, as if to shatter the past, present and future, and return everything to chaos.
Immortal light penetrated the sky, cutting across the sun and the moon. After being hit by the power of the extreme god, the light on the ancient palace dimmed instantly, and the soul of the holy soldier flew out upside down. The spiritual light disappeared and the body became more illusory.
Even if the Great Saint Soldier revives with all its strength, it will be useless. It cannot stop the Supreme Emperor Soldier at all.
Su Yu reached out and grabbed the Taoist spirit from ancient Qing Dynasty, injected it into his body, and said coldly: "If you want to self-destruct, let's see if you can do it?"
The ancient Qing Taoist's aura faded, and he smiled sadly. He regretted deeply that he should not have been dazzled by the ancient scriptures of the gods, and actually believed the other party's words.
The Observer of Immortality has been thinking about immortality for tens of thousands of years, but he can really see through the autumn water. As the master of the Observer of Immortality, he also fell into this state of mind, which is why he ended up like this.
Seeing the mixed emotions of the ancient Qing Taoist, Su Yu looked calm, activated the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, and took out the Beginning Devil Bell.
This ancient holy weapon became more obedient after being tortured by the imperial weapon for a period of time. The god fell into a deep sleep on its own and no longer resisted Su Yu's refining.
After using the First Demonic Bell to suppress the Temple of Immortality, Su Yu waved his sleeves and took away the ancient Taoist priests from the Qing Dynasty.
At this time, a ray of light passed by in the distance, and a slender figure walked out of the chaotic mist. He was also carrying an ordinary-looking young man in his hand, none other than Ziwei's first genius, Yin Tiande.
After seeing Su Yu, the pure energy transformed into a stream of chaotic energy and submerged into Su Yu's Immortal Platform.
Su Yu looked at Yin Tiande with a faint look, an elusive expression appearing on his face.
This Tianjiao Emperor is very lucky and possesses the inheritance of the ancient saint. If Qingqi's incarnation not only holds a holy weapon, but also carries a forbidden weapon with him, he almost ran away.