The Holy King of the Nether Tomb used a sword to shatter the Great Dao order that had evolved for seven epochs in the hometown of Taoyuan. The rumbling earthquake sounded from below, and the last pure land of the human race was on the verge of collapse.
Chen Xuan saw a ray of fish belly lit up in the sky, and strands of golden morning light shining on everyone's face, but there was no warmth.
This is probably the last dawn of the human race.
"Escape quickly, children, run away!"
Taoist Master Luo Wu turned around and let out his last roar.
Immediately, he resolutely resisted millions of burial soldiers alone.
Of course, there are also Taoist ancestors and Taoist Master Luo Wu to form a defensive front, only retaining a trace of fire for the human race.
Before the war began, the heroes from homeland were told the locations of thousands of trans-star domain moving arrays.
They thought they would never use it.
At this moment, they all tried their best to fly towards the moving array nearest on the ground.
Those who flew more slowly were pierced by the bone spear of the skeleton burialist, and the breath of death was quickly transformed into one of the Death Legion, and in turn chased their fellow brothers.
The Holy King of the Underworld wiped the blood in his left abdomen, and with a casual move, the throne in the sea of stars flew behind him. He leaned against a knife and sat down, enjoying the spectacular scene of the millions of Taoist cultivators' escape.
While defending against the King's Qiming Blade, Taoist Master Luo Wu cast an ancient token and flew to Qingchen's hand.
Seeing the word "diluo" on the token, Qing Chen was stunned: "Master Luo Wu?"
"Hurry, go and invite the Holy King of Huangtian!"
"But the Holy King Huangtian..." "Go quickly!"
Qingchen gritted his teeth and flew to Taichu Lingshan Emperor Luo Peak at full speed.
At this time, neither Chen Xuan nor Feng Yue escaped. They had long been stopped by the head of the King of Seven Nether Blades.
Looking at the collapsed army, Chen Xuan's face was as deep as water, without any sorrow or fear.
In the face of the unstoppable eternal trend, personal power actually seems very small.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Ming Hai waved his double-edged sword, which was about the same size as the Emperor's Sword.
Chen Xuan's tone was indifferent: "Why should I be afraid of this evil emperor?
This battle is just the beginning.”
“Oh, is that?
You are a great saint and don’t seem to be qualified to speak like this.”
As soon as Minghai finished speaking, he suddenly slashed.
Crane! The swords and swords were connected, and Chen Xuan's Emperor's sword steadily blocked the power-absorbing attack of the Minghai.
"You are indeed capable of being favored by my king, but it's a pity that it's not enough."
Minghai slashed violently as he spoke, and tens of thousands of swords were cut out in an instant, extremely cruel and tyrannical.
Chen Xuan had no expression from beginning to end, protected Feng Yue without retreating, holding the Emperor's Sword with one hand to accurately block every knife.
After a fierce slash, Minghai had to be amazed by Chen Xuan's physical strength.
Is this really the power of the Seventh Era human race?
The key is that Chen Xuan is one level lower than him.
He should have been crushed at will.
Just as Minghai was trying to say something, he suddenly lowered his head and looked down.
I saw Qingchen being knocked away by some terrifying force, and his left arm twisted into a strange arc.
A human-shaped monster covered in red hair and blood-conflicting blood broke out from a mountain. The fierce aura swept across all directions, suppressing the death aura of millions of burial soldiers! Chen Xuan was shocked in his eyes and retreated hundreds of meters with Feng Yue.
The aura of this red-haired monster is so terrible that it is comparable to that of the Holy King of the Underworld! And it was released by Qing Chen from the Emperor Luo Peak.
There is no doubt that this is what Qingchen said before, the Wilderness Beast sealed in the Diluo Peak.
Just looking at the monster, it is not a ferocious beast, but a living person.
Seeing this red-haired monster, the Holy King of the Netherworld stood up from the throne for the second time.
"My old friend, is it you?"
"roar--!"
The only one who responded to the Holy King of the Underworld was a shocking roar.
"I didn't expect that the Holy King of the Wilderness that once stunned forever and shone an era, became a monster that was not human, nor ghosts, and was regrettable."
The Holy King of the Underworld shook his head slightly and recalled some past events.
"Huangtian, you were one of the most powerful people in the human race back then. You were seriously injured in the war. After being infected by our inheritance of the Immortal Burial Evil, you were unwilling to join us. You could only rely on the few remaining Taichu Supreme Immortal Qi to purify your body. After so many years, you were not dead, which surprised me very much."
"roar--!"
It was still a roar, which contained the ultimate anger, sadness and great hatred.
The red-haired monster, known as the Holy King of the Wilderness, obviously could not even maintain the normal intelligence of humans, and became a fierce and crazy monster.
But the Holy King Huangtian seemed to recognize his former life and death enemy. He roared and rushed over, but was easily avoided by the Holy King of the Underworld.
"Now you can't even control your own Holy King's Seal, why are you fighting me?"
After hearing what the Holy King of the Ming Tomb said, Taoist Master Luo Wu in the distance was not surprised by this result.
He didn't expect the Holy King of Huangtian to defeat the Holy King of Mingzhong, but he just hoped that Huangtian could buy more time for their disciples and disciples to escape.
"Fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, I'm sorry, I've hidden you before, because this is the most difficult secret to talk about in our Taoist sect..." Qing Chen flew over with his arm, looking dismal.
Chen Xuan directly asked a key question: "The Holy King Huangtian was infected by the source energy of the Burial Immortal inheritance. Can he still use the supreme immortal energy of Taichu to purify it and restore it to normal?"
"That's right, but the last trace of Taichu supreme immortal energy in the Taoist sect has been consumed. And even if there is still, the Holy King Huangtian has been eroded for so many years, even if Taichu supreme immortal energy can still purify the dark source energy in his body, it will not be able to recover to its heyday."
After listening to Qingchen's answer, Chen Xuan fell into a dilemma.
According to Qingchen, using the supreme immortal energy of Taichu to purify the dark source energy in the body of the Saint King Huangtian will consume less and cannot recover.
So if Chen Xuan uses his Taichu supreme immortal energy to help purify it, if the Saint King of Huangtian cannot recover his peak strength, he still cannot defeat the Saint King of the Underworld and loses the supreme immortal energy, everything will be over.
At this time, the Saint King of Huangtian kept attacking the Saint King of the Underworld like crazy. He had a body of Saint King aura, but he could not inspire the Saint Seal containing the power of the Saint King. He could only be slashed by the Saint King of the Underworld with one sword and was covered in bruises.
"My friend Chen, you and the Lord Feng Yue escape quickly. The old Taoist delays you for a while!"
Taoist Master Luo Wu sent a message, and the strongest master of the Taoist sect in his hometown could no longer withstand the attack of the King Xia Qiming Blade.
In order to protect Yun Linzi from running away, Hong Qing was stabbed in the chest with a knife, and he was about to die.
Several other kings surrounded Chen Xuan, without giving Chen Xuan a chance to escape.
Qing Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, it seems that in the eyes of the Burial Immortal, you are more important than me."
"What's the point of saying this now?"
Chen Xuan's starry eyes were silent, sweeping across the faces of the King's Qiming Blade.
Minghai was about to issue an order to take action, but he suddenly noticed that a snake-headed ring lit up on Chen Xuan's middle finger.
"Is this the Ring of Star Luo?" "You are aware of the goods." A familiar voice came from the void, and Beigong Xian's figure stepped through the void, followed by Jian Zhou, Jin Helan, Mu Feiping, Ling Han, Tiansha, Qisha, Fu Sheng...