A sense of desolation arose in Emperor Burial's heart, and his once extremely firm belief was shaken for the first time.
No matter how strong his magic power is, there are always endless enemies around him. Is it really his fault? The law of heaven is never on his side?
"You ants! Why are you resisting me?"
Buried Emperor suddenly roared, his black iron staff danced like the wind, and the magic tower above his head burst out with bright magic light, sweeping in all directions!
"careful!"
All the saints saw that he was at the end of his battle, but there were still three thousand nails left in the broken ship. The madness of this devil before his death should not be underestimated!
If someone is careless, I'm afraid a saint will perish here...
As a result, the Nine Saints distanced themselves from him, but they did not escape too far. They guarded all directions with a tacit understanding, and used magical powers to seal off all the spaces around the Emperor Buried.
At this moment, the Buried Emperor is like a beast in a cage. Although his magic power reaches the sky, he cannot escape the blockade of the Nine Saints.
He wanted to find someone to fight with, but no saint could fight with him.
Everyone fought with him instantly, and the other eight people took advantage of the situation to attack. In this way, they continued to consume the magic power of Emperor Burial of Heaven, making his momentum weaker and weaker.
After another three days and three nights of fighting like this, Emperor Burial of Heaven gradually showed signs of fatigue.
His black hair has turned into white hair, and his face is covered with wrinkles. The once ambitious Lord of Tiangong City no longer exists, and he has become old.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, but it was the Burial Emperor who held Xuanyuan Potian's golden holy sword with a black iron staff. At the same time, his magic power surged, and he defeated Xiao Kunlun, Li Yuxian and other masters one after another.
But at this moment, a huge foot stepped from behind.
The Burial Emperor was caught off guard and was stepped on by the foot on his back. His body suddenly swayed and he staggered forward a few steps, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.
But it was the unscented "Holy Corpse Feet" that gathered tens of thousands of years of corpse poison, all of which was poured into the body of the Buried Emperor!
The Burial Emperor's expression changed greatly, and he quickly mobilized his magic power to suppress the corpse poison in his body.
But as a result, his body immediately showed flaws, and the other Eight Saints saw the right opportunity and used various cruel methods at the same time!
Rumble!
There was an earth-shaking loud noise in mid-air, and the Burial Emperor waved his black iron staff like the wind, roaring with the true devil's energy, trying his best to resist the attack of the Nine Saints.
The demon tower above his head kept spinning, emitting streams of demon light, and the eighty-one demon gods also used their own tricks to try to neutralize the Nine Saints' offensive.
It's a pity that there are too many flaws in my body! What blocks the front cannot block the back, and I often focus on one thing and miss the other.
In just a moment, Emperor Buried Heaven was injured in many places and was already at an absolute disadvantage!
Suddenly, a high-pitched voice came from his chest: "Idiot! Why fight to the death with these saints? If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. Although you lost the chance to become an ancestor this time, you will still have the chance in a million years.
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After hearing this, the Buried Emperor didn't have much reaction. The demonic light was still galloping, fighting endlessly with the Nine Saints.
After a while, the shrill voice said again: "Good boy, trust me once and lend me your magic power temporarily, and I will help you break out of the siege!"
Emperor Burial's eyes wavered, as if he was thinking about whether to do this.
Boom!
Another loud noise came, but it was Xiao Kunlun, Li Yuxian, and Xuanyuan Potian who jointly broke through his pagoda's magic light, rushed within a hundred feet, and each cast their spells to directly hit his flaw!
The face of the Burying Emperor changed again and again, and finally he gritted his teeth and shouted:
"for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of pure and refined mana flowed into his chest.
Stab!
The clothes on Emperor Burial's chest were torn to pieces, revealing a strange face that looked devilish and ferocious.
It was Donghuang Haoyuan who betrayed the Yu Clan back then!
"Haha, okay! That's it... you should have believed me!"
Donghuang Haoyuan had fully absorbed the mana, his face was excited, he opened his mouth and blew out a large black cloud.
Xuanyuan Potian, Li Yuxian, Xiao Kunlun and others were about to kill them, but they saw black clouds rushing in like a tidal wave, exuding a disgusting aura, and actually swallowed up all their magic power!
"Huh?"
The expressions of the three people changed slightly. Because the situation was unclear, they did not rush to attack, but activated the light to distance themselves.
Looking from a distance, I could see the black clouds rolling and spreading in all directions, and at the same time, black tentacles sprouted from the clouds.
There are so many of these tentacles, there are thousands of them in just a short time, and they are still dividing and evolving!
"Haha, let you know how powerful the 'Demon Beard' is!"
Donghuang Haoyuan looked ferocious and muttered something.
Under his control, the "Demon Tentacles" spread all over Piaomiao Mountain, and countless tentacles were seen dancing wildly, generating strange power from them, and actually began to eat away at the Nine Saints' mana!
The Nine Saints did not expect that the Buried Emperor would have this move. They were caught off guard for a moment and could only give up their original offensive and use their magical powers to resist.
"Let's go!" Donghuang Haoyuan shouted.
The Burial Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and his fighting spirit rekindled in his heart.
Taking advantage of the chaotic dance of the devil's beard, he quickly locked in a direction and turned into a escaping light soaring into the sky, trying to break out of the Nine Saints' siege.
The one guarding this direction is Wu Nian.
He has only been a saint for a few hundred years. He is the weakest among the Nine Saints, so he is the one who has the best chance of breakthrough.
The Burial Emperor was extremely fast and his momentum was astonishing. He raised the black iron staff high in his hand, pouring all his mana into it, and struck Wu Nian with the staff!
"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
Upon seeing this, Qi Sichen and Feng Wu who were nearby took action immediately, trying to stop the Burying Emperor from breaking through.
But how huge is the magic power of the Buried Emperor? With the help of the "Demon Beard", these people alone can't stop him from breaking through.
At the critical moment, a blue light suddenly flew out and pierced the body-protecting aura of Emperor Buried from behind!
The Burial Emperor's momentum was released, and the escape light quickly disappeared.
He was so frightened that he temporarily ignored Wu Nian and waved the black iron staff in his hand with his backhand.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, a powerful force came in the opposite direction along the weapon, breaking apart the True Demonic Qi of the Burying Emperor layer by layer, and quickly rushed into his body.
The Burial Emperor felt like his body was turbulent, and he screamed in agony, and blood started to flow from all his orifices!
"This, this power is..."
There was a look of disbelief in his eyes!
Turning around and looking, he saw three figures appearing behind him, namely Xiao Kunlun, Li Yuxian and Xuanyuan Potian.
At this moment, the magic power of the three people created a wonderful reaction, merging with each other and becoming one!
In an instant, the breeze blows and white clouds spread across the sky!
"Linghu Bai!"
"You're not dead!"
The Burial Emperor blurted out subconsciously.
His expression changed again and again, with hatred, fear, and... madness in his eyes!
The Emperor Buried Heaven went completely crazy and looked up to the sky laughing: "Hahaha! I know, how can there be a saint in this world who is willing to die? Especially when someone has reached the level of you and me, it doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense!"
"As expected, as expected! You don't want to part with these 180,000 years of cultivation, right? Hahaha! The fox is a deceitful person! Linghu Bai, you deceived me so hard!"
He has fallen into madness and is talking nonsense.
Looking around, Xiao Kunlun, Li Yuxian, Xuanyuan Potian, Wei Wenxiang... the nine saints all turned into Linghu Bai in his eyes.
"The world is poor! This must be your 'poor calculation for the world'!"
"Don't even think about lying to me! Watch me kill all your clones one by one!"
The Emperor Buried Heaven raised his staff in his hand, and the true demon's energy turned into thousands of rivers, rushing away in all directions.
Unfortunately, although this kind of demonic energy is huge, it has lost its mysterious changes.
Everyone present is a saint and can see through reality at a glance, so how could they be frightened by his false aura?
Soon, the Nine Saints neutralized the true demonic energy of Emperor Burial.
Especially Xiao Kunlun, Li Yuxian, and Xuanyuan Potian, the three saints, they did not retreat but advanced, their magic power surged, and they evolved shocking killing moves in mid-air.
Thousands of miles of white clouds and a gentle breeze seem to be here to help!
The Burial Emperor was beaten to the extreme, his hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in blood...
Where does he still have his previous demeanor now? He looks like a lost dog, dancing around in mid-air, not even daring to use his magic power.
"Linghu Bai, you old thief!"
The Burial Emperor looked around, his eyes rolling around, and everyone looked like Linghu Bai, and he kept cursing in his mouth.
"You can't become an ancestor yourself, and you won't let me go any further!"
"I am the one who carries the Heavenly Way, but you insist on defying Heaven!"
"I have no grievances with you, why are you targeting me? Just because of those ants?"
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The Burial Emperor looked crazy and had lost his mind. Although his magic power was still strong, he could no longer stop the Nine Saints from joining forces.
As for "Demon Beard", it is just a flash in the pan.
The Nine Saints were only blocked for a moment, and they soon found a way to crack it. They each used their magical powers to destroy the nearby "Devil Beards" one by one.
Bang!
There was a loud noise in mid-air, but it was Xuanyuan Potian's palm that hit the Emperor Burying Heaven firmly on the back.
The Buried Emperor vomited blood and staggered forward a few steps.
Before he could stand still, another unscented kick came towards him.
The body-protecting magic light shattered instantly, and his body flew backwards. But after flying for dozens of miles, he felt a powerful force coming from the right side.
But it was Zhongli Canye's crape myrtle magic light that condensed into a long whip in mid-air!
Emperor Zhongli immediately waved his staff to resist, pouring the power of the real devil into the weapon, and fought with Zhongli Canye, smashing all the crape myrtle magic light!
Although the opponent's spell was broken, the Burial Emperor was still uncomfortable.
The energy and blood in his body surged, and he flew ten miles in the opposite direction. Before he could gain a firm foothold, he saw two more powerful auras speeding toward him.
But it was Xiao Kunlun and Wu Nian who took action at the same time. The power of mountains and seas and the magic of Buddha appeared in mid-air, and once again beat Emperor Burying Heaven until he vomited blood and flew hundreds of miles away...
At this point in the fight, Emperor Buried Heaven is like a spinning top, being whipped back and forth by the nine saints, and his aura is getting weaker and weaker.
He seemed to realize that his end was coming, and there was a hint of helplessness and sadness in his crazy eyes.
"I attained Taoism at a young age and became a saint through foreign martial arts. I have surpassed all saints in tens of thousands of years! I have never had a talent like mine in ancient and modern times!"
"I hide behind the scenes, instigate civil strife in cities and mountains, and promote the war between hundreds of millions of creatures from the north to the south. Who can match my strategy?"
"I am blessed by nature. I am favored by heaven, and all the luck comes to me. Who in the past and present has such luck?"
"But why... why did I still lose!"
"Unfair, God is unfair to me!"
"Since I have buried the Heavenly Emperor, why do we need Linghu Bai?!"
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The Burial Emperor screamed hoarse and waved a black iron staff wildly. Although the magic light was overwhelming, it could not prevent the Nine Saints' attack.
One magical spell after another hit his body, and his aura became weaker and weaker!
In the end, the Nine Saints teamed up to break through the defenses of the Buried Emperor. The magic power of the nine Saints rushed into his body like a roaring river, destroying everything along the way!
puff!
The Burial Emperor spit out a large mouthful of blood, opened his eyes wide, and knelt down in mid-air...
The Nine Saints all surrounded him.
"Buried Emperor, did you ever think that today would happen?" Xiao Kunlun said coldly.
Hearing this, the Buried Emperor raised his eyelids that were stained with blood, and suddenly laughed: "I have never thought about failure. I was born to suppress all existences. Only the weak can imagine their own failure."
"But you are going to die now." Li Yuxian said calmly.
"Haha, I am the Dao of Heaven, and the Dao of Heaven will never die!" Emperor Buried Heaven said with a sarcastic look on his face.
"Fuck you!"
Wei Wenxiang said angrily: "In order to achieve enlightenment for yourself, you let hundreds of millions of living beings disappear into ashes. If this is the way of heaven, then we will go against it!"
The Emperor Buried Heaven glanced at him, still disdainful, and sneered: "How can a mere old man understand the operation of heaven? It is said that one general can make thousands of bones wither. Today I am defeated. You can say whatever you want. If I win.
, to achieve the position of human ancestor, why not create another Antarctic fairy continent in the future?"
He has now come back to his senses, regained his senses, and is no longer as crazy as before.
"You still have to be tough!"
Xuanyuan Potian's eyes widened and he shouted loudly: "This guy won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. We don't have to talk nonsense with him, we can just kill him!"
After saying that, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the Holy Qi of the Heavenly Dragon turned into a hundred-foot-long golden holy sword, which fell from the sky and struck directly at the head of the Buried Emperor.
At the moment when the holy sword was about to fall, a purple glow suddenly flew out from the chest of the Buried Emperor, and actually bounced the golden holy sword upwards.
Immediately afterwards, this purple cloud turned in mid-air, shuttled through the void, and appeared thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye!
This change was so sudden that even the Nine Saints did not react and had no time to stop it.
But the Buried Emperor raised his head at this moment and looked in the direction of Zixia's escape, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
The next moment, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed it from the air.
That Zixia immediately stopped where she was!
"Ye Fei, what do you want to do?"
Donghuang Haoyuan's voice came from inside Zixia, sounding very panicked.
"What?"
The Burial Emperor sneered and said leisurely: "You and I have been together for so many years, don't I understand you? From the moment you borrowed my magic power, I knew what you wanted to do."
Zixia rolled violently, obviously anxious: "Ye Fei, you have something to say! As long as you are willing to let me go, I will definitely avenge you in the future!"
"No need!" Emperor Buried Tian smiled and said, "I never regret my actions, let alone such stupid thoughts as revenge!"
As he spoke, the cloud of purple clouds flew back uncontrollably, and was quickly caught in the hands of the Buried Emperor.
"No, don't! Ye Fei, you and I are a master and a disciple. We are together day and night. Why are you so heartless!"
"hehe."
Emperor Zangtian smiled slightly: "Donghuang Haoyuan, it was you who led me to this road. You said it yourself, we are master and disciple, at least there will be a beginning and an end."
After saying that, a stream of demonic fire burned from the body of the Buried Emperor.
This is his own true demonic fire, burning from the inside out, starting from the internal organs, and then the torso and limbs...
Donghuang Haoyuan was also burned by the demonic fire and let out a shrill scream.
He kept begging for mercy, telling the story of the friendship between the two... Unfortunately, the Burial Emperor was unmoved at all and held him tightly in his hands!
Demonic fire soared into the sky, dyeing the sky deep purple!
"No one can kill me, except myself..."
The Burial Emperor murmured to himself.
In the dazzling demonic fire, his true spirit, soul, and body gradually turned into ashes...
"Ye Fei, you will die a good death if you retaliate for kindness!"
Donghuang Haoyuan's voice was miserable, but under the burning of the demonic fire, he became weaker and weaker.
In the end, this traitor to the Yu Clan, the culprit who caused the Yu Clan to fall apart, was wiped out in ashes amid the screams!
The Nine Saints did not take action, but watched this scene quietly.
The Buried Emperor burned himself to death, and his true spirit, soul, and body were all burned to ashes.
Over the Piaomiao Mountain, there are a few fireflies and a gentle breeze...