After hearing this, Ah Rao immediately smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were as curved as before, and her dark eyes were no longer clear.
"Master, do you think I'm crazy? You are so smart, why don't you guess, it has only been a few months since I regained my freedom, how can I reach the top of the Holy Mountain and trample all these immortals under my feet?"
He narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but a shuddering and absurd thought arose in his heart.
She made a gesture with a smile on her face.
The dark magic cloud behind him suddenly parted like a tide, and a tall and majestic figure stepped out of it. As he walked step by step along the mountain steps, the dark magic mist wrapped in a cloak faded away with the wind, revealing a heroic and majestic face.
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He wore a noble and gorgeous black imperial robe, embellished with golden piping, which reflected the dazzling light of the Holy Spirit under the golden crow flames.
In heaven and earth, in the six realms, four seas, and eight ancient lands, there is only one venerable person who is qualified to wear this robe.
It's just that this noble emperor's robe is already a little bloody and worn, with spots of dark red and numerous cracks on it.
A ribbon soaked in blood was tied on the bridge of his tall nose, and the skin under his eyes was covered with ominous green corpse lines.
The skin was extremely pale and the whole person was lifeless.
His whole body was shocked, his face turned as white as gold paper, and the tall and straight figure on the long monument was crumbling for a moment. His pupils shrank violently, and the ancient sword in his hand couldn't stop trembling, and he shouted sharply: "How dare you!!!"
The person who came was none other than the co-lord of the six realms and the only emperor of the immortal realm, Zhu Zhan!
He was actually transformed into such an evil and evil existence as a corpse puppet.
To refine the corpse puppet, you need to first destroy the soul in the body, throw the corpse skin into the filthy place of the Demon Hell, and pour in the ancient evil spirits that have been marked.
In this way, not only can all the cultivation power of this body be preserved during life, but it can also be completely controlled by the evil spirit seal master.
This is an extremely disrespectful act of desecrating a corpse.
frenzied!
There is no cure!
No wonder she turned the world upside down in just a few days!
Just because she has such a powerful and unparalleled Emperor Corpse Puppet in her hands!
How can one be invincible in this world!
madman!
This is the god that all living beings worship!
"There is nothing I dare not do." A'luo chuckled softly: "To say the least, I have to thank Master for bringing me into the Demon Suppression Tower. This tower was originally made from the emperor's bones of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
All losses are lost. If he hadn't been arrogant and thought that no demon could break this tower, how could he have given me the chance to severely injure him?"
He was so angry that his whole body shook, and millions of sword souls were affected by the master's mood, and they all let out jinge cries that shook the world.
The long stele exploded, and the sword light inscriptions in the stele were embedded into the sky. Purple air rose in the sky covered by eternal night, and the soul of the sword filled the sky, shining like stars.
The blue sky falls like the sword of the river rising from the sky, and the White Camel Mountain rises from the ground like the Kingdom of God, breaking through the sky.
A divine bridge that does not belong to the human world spans the long river. The sword light is like washing, the morning light is like refining, and the soul of the sword enters the sky and rushes down the sea!
The majestic power of the ancient saint caused the souls of thousands of demonic soldiers to tremble together!
In the millions of golden sword souls, Zhu Zhan, the corpse puppet, flashed and wandered in the sky and sea.
A round of purple and black Emperor Stars rose high behind him. He punched out and broke the Emperor Star. Infinite magical power wrapped around his palm, and actually broke through the Tianhai Sword Soul. His fists filled the sky endlessly, and every punch was thrown out.
A Taoist rhyme that can shake the laws of heaven and earth.
The black jade with the word "Zhu Zhan" engraved on his waist shone with immeasurable power.
The sapphire emperor's name hanging on the hilt of the sword is still dim, and because he once divided the netherworld with his sword, a deep mark was cracked in the center of the sapphire, like a ravine in the sky.
The disparity between the two is immediately apparent.
In front of this emperor, he was so insignificant that he was almost pitiable.
However, when he thrust out his sword horizontally, he had the energy to slay a dragon, and he was able to withstand the supreme divine power of his fist which was full of imperial power.
Zhu Zhan clasped his hands together, and the Black Purple Emperor Star melted into a righteous divine Dharma form that stood tall and upright, and the corpse puppet merged with the Dharma form.
In the endless stars of the Milky Way, the dead gods collided fiercely with the mortal swordsmen, and a fierce battle broke out in the dark sky regardless of the sun and the moon.
Stardust and thunder fire splashed and flew in the collapsing space.
Liuhe was shocked, Shu Ci's indifferent face slowly faded, and her voice trembled slightly: "The master of the Tianxi Sword has not yet proclaimed himself emperor, but he actually has the strength to confront the Immortal Zhu Zhan head-on?"
Erhe Zhanxin's arms could not suppress the trembling, and his eyes seemed to be filled with madness, full of hatred and unwillingness.
"But don't forget that the evil spirit forced into Zhu Zhan's body is the old devil, the trinity of gods, demons and evil. No matter how powerful the sword master is, he will never be his opponent."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind was silent.
Zhu Zhan's huge body of gods and demons actually shattered into black and purple lightning fragments inch by inch. The corpse puppet Zhu Zhan fell rapidly from the form, and even his physical body was constantly disintegrated into dust and smoke by the golden sword intent.
The Black Purple Emperor Star exploded.
The sky and sea returned to the virtual realm, the soul of the sword disappeared, the emperor died and a severe cold fell from the sky, late autumn fell and snow fell, and the snowflakes on the Tianshan Mountains were as big as a mat, blowing down and covering the world.
The wings of the nine golden crow fire demon birds were crushed and fell down in the dense snow, and they were buried silently in the thick snow.
In the thick smoke, he slowly walked out dragging his sword, his broad sword robe hanging to the ground, drawing a long and eye-catching red streak in the white snow.
He tried his best to bury the late emperor with his own hands.
The meandering blood kept dripping from his cheek. In the elegant mist-like starlight, he seemed like an inviolable god. The cracks in the sapphire hanging from the sword became more severe and finally split into two. Half of the remaining jade fell on the snow.
in the ground.
Today, the aloof Liuhe is completely impressed and admired by this sword master.
He raised his sword in silence, pointing the sword's edge at A'luo.
This finger represents his life and death determination!
Ah Rao looked at him peacefully, without any unnecessary conversation. There was nothing more to say between the two of them.
A peak battle ends, and another battle begins in a hurry.
In this battle, there is no so-called fairness, and there is no so-called respect for teachers.
Six rivers came out together, and millions of demon soldiers rolled in with a desperate and suffocating momentum and a crushing force.
In the end, six rivers died and five rivers died, and millions of demon soldiers remained silent in the endless snow.
Even Shu Ci paid an extremely heavy price for this battle. The nightmare-like body of the immortal curse was finally broken, the body of the demon soldier was dissolved, and she was transformed into an ordinary demon by the sword.
Tianxi's disciples suffered countless casualties.
On the majestic battlefield, only Demon Lord Aluo did not suffer any damage.
She didn't know when she summoned a red-gold magic spear in her hand, pierced him through the chest, and nailed him to the Tianxi Long Monument.
After the gun body densely covered with mottled fire cloud patterns sucked his blood, it began to burn densely, and the blood wounds that penetrated it instantly spread out in all directions, like the blood wounds flowing like the earth's flaming liquid.
He could no longer hold the ancient sword in his hand, and it slipped down with no strength, and it was stuck in the snow, with half a piece of sapphire floating sadly on the hilt. If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk search novel website updates