The sword of the Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld shattered the order of the Taoyuan homeland that had evolved for seven epochs. The rumble of earthquakes came from below, and the last piece of pure land of the human race was on the verge of collapse.
Chen Xuan saw a flash of fish belly white light up on the horizon, and wisps of golden morning light shone on everyone's face, but there was no warmth at all.
This is probably the last dawn of humanity.
"Run away, children, run away!" Taoist Master Luo Wu turned around and roared one last time.
Then he decided to fight against millions of corpses alone.
Of course, there are also senior Taoist ancestors and Taoist Master Luo Wu who form a defensive front, leaving only a trace of fire for the human race.
Before the war began, the heroes of their homeland were informed of the locations of thousands of cross-star moving formations.
They thought they would never need it.
At this moment, each one of them was flying desperately towards the nearest moving formation on the ground.
Those who flew slower were stabbed through the backs by the bone spears of the skeleton burial warriors, infected with the aura of death, and soon transformed into members of the death army, who in turn hunted down their fellow disciples.
The Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld wiped the blood from his left abdomen, and with a casual move, the throne in the sea of stars flew behind him. He leaned on his knife and sat down, admiring the spectacular scene of millions of Taoist cultivators fleeing.
While Taoist Luo Wu was resisting the King's Seven Dark Blades, he played a simple token and flew it into Qingchen's hand.
Seeing the word "Diluo" on the token, Qingchen was stunned: "Master Luo Wu?"
"Quick, go and invite Holy King Huangtian!"
"But Holy King Huangtian..."
"Go quickly!"
Qingchen gritted his teeth and flew to Taichu Lingshan Emperor Luofeng at full speed.
At this time, neither Chen Xuan nor Feng Yue escaped. They had already been stopped by Ming Hai, the leader of the Seven Underworld Blades.
Looking at the collapse of his own army, Chen Xuan's face was as dark as water, showing no sorrow or fear.
In the face of the unstoppable and eternal trend, the power of individuals actually seems very small.
"Aren't you afraid?" Ming Hai waved his double-edged sword, which was about the same size as the Emperor Sword.
Chen Xuan spoke indifferently: "Why should this evil emperor be afraid? This battle is just the beginning."
"Oh, really? As a great saint, you seem to have no qualifications to speak like this." As soon as Ming Hai finished speaking, he suddenly slashed out with a knife.
Sonorous!
The swords met, and Chen Xuan's Emperor Sword steadily blocked Ming Hai's charged blow.
"You do have some ability to be favored by my king, but it's a pity that it's far from enough."
Ming Hai slashed wildly as he spoke, slashing out tens of thousands of knives in an instant, extremely brutal and brutal.
Chen Xuan, on the other hand, remained expressionless from beginning to end, protecting Feng Yue without taking a step back. He held the Emperor Sword with one hand and blocked every blow accurately.
After a wild attack, Ming Hai couldn't help but be surprised by Chen Xuan's physical strength.
Is this really the power of a seventh-era human race?
The key is that Chen Xuan is at a lower level than him.
She should have been crushed by him at will.
Just when Ming Hai wanted 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 humanoid monster covered in red hair, with blood and light clashing, burst out of a mountain wall. Its ferocious aura swept in all directions, suppressing the death aura of millions of dead people!
Chen Xuan was shocked in his eyes and flew back several hundred meters with Feng Yue.
The aura of this red-haired monster is so terrifying, it's actually on par with the aura of the Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld!
And it was Qing Chen who released it from Emperor Luo Peak.
There is no doubt that this is the Desolate Sky Beast that Qingchen said before was sealed in the Emperor Luo Peak.
Just looking at the monster's appearance, it is not a ferocious beast, but a living person.
Seeing this red-haired monster, the Holy King of the Underworld stood up from his throne for the second time.
"My old friend, is that you?"
"roar--!"
In response to the Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld, there was only a shocking roar.
"I didn't expect that the Holy King of Desolate Heaven, who once amazed the ages and illuminated an era, would be reduced to a monster that is neither human nor ghost. It is really sad and deplorable."
The Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld shook his head slightly and recalled certain past events.
"Huangtian, back then you were one of the most powerful people in the human race. You were seriously injured in the battle. After being infected by the source energy of our Immortal Burial inheritance, you were unwilling to join us. You could only rely on the remaining Supreme Immortal Energy of the Supreme Beginning for purification.
Body, after so many years, I am very surprised that you are not dead."
"roar--!"
It was still a roar, containing extreme anger, sorrow, and great hatred.
This red-haired monster, known as the Holy King of Desolate Sky, was obviously unable to maintain normal human intelligence and turned into a violent and crazy monster.
But the Holy King of Desolate Sky still seemed to recognize his former life-and-death enemy. He roared and flew towards him, but was easily dodged by the Holy King of the Underworld.
"Now you can't even control your own Holy King's Seal, how can you fight me?"
Hearing what the Holy King of the Underworld said, Taoist Luo Wu in the distance was not surprised by the result.
He originally did not expect Holy King Huangtian to defeat Holy King Mingzong, he only hoped that Huangtian could buy more time for his Tao disciples and descendants to escape.
"Evil Emperor Taoist Brother, I'm sorry, I hid it from you before, because this is the most unspeakable secret of our Taoist sect..." Qingchen pressed his arm and flew over, with a bleak look on his face.
Chen Xuan directly asked a key question: "The Holy King of Desolate Heaven has been infected by the source energy of the Immortal Burial Inheritance. Can he still be purified by the supreme immortal energy of the beginning and return to normal?"
"That's true, but the last trace of the Supreme Immortal Qi of the Tao Sect has been consumed, and even if there is still, the Holy King of Huangtian has been corroded for so many years, even if the Supreme Immortal Qi of the Supreme Beginning can still purify the dark origin energy in his body,
There’s no way back to its heyday.”
After hearing Qingchen's answer, Chen Xuan was in a dilemma.
According to what Qing Chen said, using Supreme Immortal Qi from the Supreme Beginning to purify the dark source Qi in the body of the Holy King of Desolate Sky will consume less and less and cannot be recovered.
Therefore, if Chen Xuan uses his Supreme Immortal Qi from the Supreme Beginning to help purify him, if the Holy King of Desolate Sky cannot regain his peak strength and cannot defeat the Holy King of the Underworld, and he loses his Supreme Immortal Qi, then everything will be over.
At this time, the Holy King of the Wild Sky continued to attack the Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld like crazy. Although he had the aura of the Holy King, he was unable to activate the Holy Seal that contained the power of the Holy King. He could only be slashed and bruised by the Holy King of the Tomb of the Underworld.
"Little friend Chen, you and Divine Lord Feng Yue should run away quickly. The old master will delay you for a while!"
Taoist Master Luo Wu sent word that the strongest master of his hometown Taoist sect could no longer withstand the attack of the King's Seven Dark Blades.
In order to protect Yun Linzi from escaping, Hong Suo was stabbed in the chest with a knife and was about to die.
Several other kings' Seven Dark Blades surrounded Chen Xuan, giving Chen Xuan no chance to escape.
Qing Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fellow Evil Emperor, it seems that in the eyes of the Burial Immortal, you are more important than me."
"What's the point of talking about this now?" Chen Xuan's starry eyes swept across the faces of each of the seven underworld blades.
Ming Hai was about to give the order to take action when he suddenly noticed a snake head ring glinting on the middle finger of Chen Xuan's left hand.
"Is this the Ring of Star Luo?"
"You know your stuff."
A familiar voice came from the void, and Bei Gongxian's figure came through the void, followed closely by Jian Zhou, Jin Helan, Mu Feiping, Ling Han, Tiansha, Qisha, Fu Sheng...
