Emperor Zhao’s voice resounded thousands of miles away.
Each of the seven sects of the Ten Kingdoms has the strongest foundation, and only when it comes to life and death will this strongest foundation be called upon.
What is Zhao Guo’s strongest heritage?
Even Da Gan, who has been fighting with them for thousands of years, is not very clear.
"Forcing them to bring out their strongest potential!"
When Qin Wuzun was fighting, he still had the energy to look past, which shows his strength: "And when this strongest foundation is used, it is also the moment when the legend falls!"
"I, Zhao, have the strongest foundation. Countless of you will die. If the country is to be destroyed, no one will feel comfortable!"
Zhao Tianhan roared.
As one of the ancestors, he certainly knows what a huge price will be paid if this foundation is used.
But compared with destroying the country, any price is worth it.
"Really? Let me take a closer look to see what your strongest foundation is and whether you can stop Bai Qi."
Qin Wuzun was very calm.
Because even those who are stronger than him can never see through Bai Qi.
The sound of dragon roar suddenly resounded on the battlefield, the aurora filled the air, and suddenly endless lightning burst out, forming an extremely electric field, flooding the entire imperial city.
The capital city exploded with rumbles, countless buildings collapsed, and a large number of citizens died.
And as the ground cracked, a huge thing appeared. It was very dry, but it was also covered with layers of scales engraved with the laws of thunder and lightning, like a real dragon appearing in the world.
This turned out to be a dragon corpse.
Although dead, the dragon corpse still has the trembling pressure of the dragon.
"It turned out to be a dead dragon."
After Bai Qi saw it, his expression didn't change at all.
Zhao Guo buried the dragon corpse in the capital.
In this way, the dragon corpse is used to guard the national destiny of a country and gather boundless vitality.
Even at critical moments, dragons can fight.
"Sacrifice!"
Crashing, the earth continued to crack, and bloody altars appeared one after another.
Torrents of blood spurted out from these bloody altars and poured into the dragon corpses.
This blood was collected by Zhao Guo over a long period of time and exploded at this moment.
After all, the dragon corpse is dead. To let it fight again will require paying an extremely huge price.
With the injection of blood, the shriveled corpse of the dragon gradually filled up until it turned into a real dragon, lifelike.
This dragon is a thunder dragon.
It was also obtained by Zhao Guo in the deserted sea.
But this alone is not enough to truly resurrect the dragon corpse.
"Sacrifice the national destiny, use the national destiny as the dragon soul, and revive the thunder dragon!"
At this moment, Emperor Zhao did not hesitate. With his drink, the great fortune of Zhao State rushed directly into the dragon's corpse.
Its blood restores strength to the dragon corpse.
And the national destiny temporarily becomes the dragon soul, allowing it to revive.
Roar!
The thunder dragon seemed to have truly come to life. It rose from the ground and roared to the sky. Its body was ten thousand feet long, and it was surrounded by countless barrel-thick thunders.
"The dragon corpse is resurrected! No, the thunder dragon is dead. It has not really been resurrected. It is just the national destiny that allows it to have life temporarily. When the national destiny is exhausted, it will still die. It is no longer real. It is just a puppet now!"
Qin Wuzun looked solemn as he watched the thunder dragon revive.
More forceful than he expected.
In his eyes, the strength of this thunder dragon has simply reached the limit that a legend can reach, and it is about to truly break through to the terrifying realm above the legend.
Above the legend, no one can reach it in the Eastern Wasteland for too long.
In Daqian, there are naturally resources that can fight against the dragon corpse, but like this dragon corpse, some of the resources cannot be moved out.
"The resurrection of the dragon corpse, the destiny of the country for fifteen thousand years, is so vast, it will completely dissipate today, but it is worth it, very worth it, Qin Wuzun, how can you stop it!"
Zhao Tianhan looked ferocious!
He knew that the dragon corpse would exist for a period of time, and when the fate of the country and the blood were exhausted, it would turn into a dead state and sleep again.
And this also means that they will not be able to use it for a long time.
This price is not small.
Qin Wuzun said nothing.
He is looking at Bai Qi.
This time, the royal family has done everything they can.
"Bai Qi!"
Emperor Zhao controls the dragon corpse, which is sacred and powerful.
"You are too naive. It is not that easy to destroy the ten kingdoms. The strongest foundation of our Zhao Kingdom is here. You can't destroy it on your own. But for you, I used it. You can be proud."
Emperor Zhao's expression was cold: "Let's make a final stand with Qianguo now. Even if we destroy our foundation, we must kill Bai Qi to make Emperor Qian regret the order he gave!"
He is very confident.
This time it was not only the dragon corpse, but also him and Lin Canglan.
At this moment, the dragon corpse is entrenched in the sky and the sea of thunder is shrouding it, which is undoubtedly a huge boost to the low morale of the entire Zhao Kingdom.
They saw the hope of victory and the possibility of defeating Qian Guo.
"Hahaha, how could our Zhao Kingdom be destroyed like this? Qian Kingdom and the others will definitely pay a heavy price for it!"
"Everyone in Qian country deserves to die, they all deserve to die!"
"When the dragon corpse appears, the strongest secret comes out when they fail miserably!"
...
The strong men of Zhao were ready to die, but after seeing the dragon corpse, their morale increased greatly.
But what displeased Emperor Zhao was.
Bai Qi was indifferent, and his expression didn't even change.
In this case, the best choice is actually to retreat. Zhao Guo was taught a lesson this time.
"Still pretending!"
Emperor Zhao shouted: "Old general, let's take action to kill Bai Qi. After Bai Qi dies, the dragon corpse will use its remaining power to sweep across the battlefield and determine the victory!"
He didn't believe that Bai Qi still had the possibility of making a comeback.
The strength of this dragon corpse is too strong!
The flame giant transformed by Lin Canglan nodded.
Emperor Zhao suppressed Bai Qi.
And he will burst out with his final strength and die together with Bai Qi.
Finally, ask the dragon corpse to give Bai Qi a devastating blow.
With a series of moves, Bai Qi has no chance of survival.
"Do it!"
Zhao Huang just drank out, but Bai Qi's subsequent actions surprised him.
"Slaughter appears and hell comes!"
The Killing God Sword was suspended in front of Bai Qi, as if it were a key to the door to hell.
Bai Qi opened his hands, and the endless blood on the earth actually gathered, forming a huge bloody vortex, as if connecting the passage through the bloody hell.
And the bloody whirlpool turned into a blood abyss, like an open door to hell.
The chilling wind blowing out of it chills the soul, and the legend will be affected and swallowed up, and will never be reincarnated.
"I don't believe there really is hell in this world!"
Emperor Zhao shouted.
"This is the hell I built, a bloody hell created for you, the Kingdom of Zhao!"
Bai Qi's expression was ruthless, like the master of hell. Behind the whirlpool was a realm of death, devouring all living creatures. This was only possible after he reached the ultimate level of the God of Killing realm.
He used war to gather enough killings to form the Gate of Hell.
And the fight outside the imperial city.
It's his layout.
Without this monstrous blood, how could it be possible to create the power of hell that would kill everything.
Hear this.
Everyone trembled violently.
Bai Qi is cruel enough!
This person is so heartless!
"The Queen of the Vortex!"
Qin Wuzun and Qin Canghai both looked over, and it was so powerful that it made their hearts palpitate.
With their cultivation level, of course they know what it represents.
"Although Bai Qi is only at the eighth level of the legend, he has already touched that field. This person's talent and strength are extremely rare!"
Qin Canghai murmured to himself.
"The purpose of proving the truth through killing is to kill countless powerful people in the Zhao Kingdom and drag them all into hell. The more kills, the stronger Bai Qi becomes. When he reaches the ninth level and breaks down barriers, he has already taken control in advance!"
Qin Canghai said: "But this step will be extremely difficult, especially the most important step. If you can't resist, the killing will come back to bite you, and you will most likely be buried in hell!"
They finally fully understood why His Majesty was confident that he could destroy Zhao.
Bai Qi is a big killer, and it's only now that he has fully unleashed his strength.
But they were worried about how this fierce general came to seek refuge with His Majesty, and whether His Majesty could completely suppress him.
He shook his head.
Throw away these unrealistic ideas.
Today, Daqian is shrouded in many mysteries as His Majesty proclaims himself emperor.
Now it depends on whether Bai Qi can completely bury the dragon corpse in the hell he constructed.
If they do, they win.
Emperor Zhao also felt something strongly wrong, and even his inner self-confidence was no longer so firm.
He sensed the power of death from behind the bloody whirlpool. It seemed that everyone who died due to Bai Qi would be buried in it, including their souls.
"A desperate fight, with your little means, how can you fight against the secrets of our great Zhao!"
Emperor Zhao shouted angrily.
I have great confidence in the dragon corpse.
The dragon corpse roared, spitting out a lightning beam from its mouth, and its scales glowed. One of its dragon claws pressed towards Bai Qi, trying to kill him.
The dragon's claws fell, and the nine-layered sky collapsed and turned into chaotic fragments.
But Bai Qi raised his palm to fight against it. The strong and fishy wind swept across, and even the dragon's claws were knocked out.
Bai Qi held the sword again and slashed wildly with the God-killing Sword. It fell on the dragon corpse and immediately shattered inch by inch, severely damaging the national destiny residing inside.
And the horror of this man once again shocked the world.
Although he is stained with blood, he is not affected by hell.
"Eternal destruction!"
With one stroke of Bai Qi's sword that has caused eternal destruction, all the worlds of heaven and earth will fall.
"block!"
Emperor Zhao was panting and could barely resist with the dragon corpse.
The dragon corpse burst out with more tyrannical fighting power, no matter the cost.
But this is still useless.
"If you are already dead, stop showing off and show off your power. Go where you belong!"
Bai Qi's eyes were cold, and the place he was talking about was exactly the hell he had built.
And with his strength, is this the so-called one person controlling a country?
Meng Jinghong, who was fighting against Zhao Guo's background, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.
His Majesty previously asked Bai Qi to command the troops. Although he could not say anything, he was considered a legend and would not be without thoughts in his heart.
"I'm far inferior to Bai Qi!"
This is a huge gap in strength.
And this time.
Lin Canglan also clearly realized that something was wrong.
The explosion of the strongest foundation did not achieve the expected results.
"Your Majesty, we can't delay with him. The time for the dragon corpse to revive is limited. This Bai Qi is too weird. Let me sacrifice my last strength now and cooperate with the dragon corpse to suppress it!"
Lin Canglan was extremely determined.
Instantly.
Lin Canglan sacrificed all his energy.
He completely transformed into legendary flames.
With the power of the legendary ninth level erupting in an instant, it would be an absolute disaster to face other strong men.
But Lin Canglan knew that he couldn't kill Bai Qi, but he could still injure him severely, making it possible for the dragon corpse to destroy Bai Qi.
"Buried in hell!"
Bai Qi is now in control of the gate of hell that can destroy Zhao.