When Jiang Chen investigated, he found that all the senior brothers were outside the palace.
"He is worthy of being the divine ancestor of the first calamity."
With this thought in mind, Jiang Chen left with the princess.
In the void, Jiang Chen and the princess shuttled quickly.
However, he soon discovered that there were two tails following him.
The prisoner who took out the golden-armored guard did not give up, but pursued him relentlessly.
"Hmph, you want to catch up with me in the void?"
Jiang Chen was very disdainful and was about to throw away these two guys, but at this moment, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, his body froze, and his soul seemed to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
Fortunately, this state did not last and passed by in a flash.
"sky!"
Jiang Chen woke up and was sweating profusely.
He knew that someone's spiritual consciousness had detected him just now.
It's equivalent to a look that almost kills someone!
Such a being is naturally the Sword Saint.
"But why is it just a glance? Is it because I am too weak to interest him?"
Jiang Chen was a little curious and felt lucky, so he immediately used all his skills to take the princess away.
At the same time, in the sky above the palace, the Sword Saint did not participate in the fight.
He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, the magic sword hanging by his side.
That tough and weathered face was full of coldness.
His peripheral vision retracted from the direction of the void where Jiang Chen had just flown.
"Those who flew over from the Sea of Books Palace should be the two people from the Xuanhuang World that Xuannv mentioned."
"However, you are bringing the princess of the imperial dynasty with you? Humph, is this pity and sympathy? Who would sympathize with my disciple!"
The Sword Saint didn't take action to stop Jiang Chen, but he didn't stop him either.
Behind everything, it was indeed Xuannv's planning.
Without Xuannv, they would not have come out so easily.
Without Xuannv, Sword Saint's strength would not remain unchanged.
Before setting off, Xuannv mentioned that there were compatriots from her hometown in the palace.
Similarly, I also told the Sword Saint not to act in a hurry.
"I have no extra time. My lifespan has been exhausted in the Nine Ultimate Abyss. If I come out this time, I will age quickly after two or three battles."
"So, I want to work hard and go straight to Huanglong!!"
The Sword Saint told Xuan Nu like this, and then led the prisoners who also hated the dynasty to kill him.
As he said, the attacks along the way exhausted his energy.
Today is his highest peak.
Tomorrow, I will fall into the abyss.
He only has one day left.
However, Sword Saint's state of mind was not affected.
It's his kind of thing to regard death as home.
Suddenly, the Sword Saint's pair of black eyes burst into light, and the suffocating sword energy spurted out.
"Can you finally bear it? Very good, very good!"
He raised his right arm, and the magic sword flew into his hand.
At the same time, the desperate people in the imperial city also sensed something, and their hope was rekindled.
"Emperor! Our emperor!"
They shouted excitedly to welcome their savior.
The supreme divine power came from the deepest part of the palace.
That is the divine power that belongs exclusively to the Emperor of Desolate Heaven, who dominates the Eight Desolates and Liuhe, and I am the supreme one!
Soon, a majestic figure appeared opposite the Sword Saint, it was Li Wuji!
It was different from the image that appeared in front of Jiang Chen twice.
He is fully armed, wearing a battle armor, a cape on his back, and a crown on his head, showing his domineering attitude!
The weapon in his hand is a Fangtian painted halberd.
The combination of the temperament of the emperor and the general is unique.
Emperor Huang Tian and Sword Saint looked at each other for a short time before retracting their gaze and looking at the palace.
The Sword Saint was stunned for a moment, his face full of anger.
Suddenly, Emperor Huang Tian raised his right arm and grasped the void with his five fingers, as if he was twisting a turntable, and his wrist quietly exerted force.
During the process, a golden disk appeared on the arm, with complex and mysterious runes on it.
As the runes shone brightly, the ruined and unrecognizable palace seemed to be going back in time and everything was being reorganized.
The broken high walls were like rivers reversing, the fragments were pieced together exactly as they were, and the sky was filled with light beams like quicksand.
"The Divine Disk of Creation?"
The Sword Saint murmured to himself, looking shocked.
Emperor Huangtian was able to unify the Ziwei Star Territory because he had inherited the imperial power.
Inheritance is not an empty talk, it is embodied in treasures or artifacts.
For example, the God of Creation Disk.
In just one minute, the palace was restored to its original appearance, and the protective wall was erected again. What's even more exaggerated is that all the people who were killed came back to life!
"hiss."
Sword Saint's heart beat violently.
The Divine Disk of Creation does have the effect of reversing life and death, but it cannot be easily activated.
It can be seen that Emperor Huang Tian's strength has greatly improved over the years.
In the palace, the prisoners and the people in the palace were all at a loss, especially those who had survived.
Emperor Huangtian swept past the prisoners in the palace, and Fang Tian raised his halberd.
"Go to hell!"
Being ignored like this, the Sword Saint was furious and reacted very excitedly.
Because, deep down inside, he felt something was wrong.
"God falls!"
Without saying a word, the Sword Saint launched a sword that had been prepared for hundreds of years.
This sword failed to be used that year, which made him defeated the Desolate Heavenly Emperor. As a result, the Divine Sword Gate was breached and blood flowed like a river.
He was even imprisoned under the Nine Ultimate Abyss and tortured.
Now, the state of breakthrough has long been lost, and he cannot become the ancestor of the third calamity.
However, his strength has also returned to stability.
A sword prepared for hundreds of years exerts earth-shattering power.
With the force of the sword, the sky instantly turned pale, and the sword in the sword master's hand became the most dazzling thing.
No matter where you are in this world, if you raise your head slightly, you will see a knife across the sky.
"God falls!"
Many old people recognized the power of this sword and trembled, wishing to leave this world immediately.
Shenyun Yida is the most intimidating existence of the Shen Dao Sect.
It's not a divine weapon, but a sword that the sect leader can activate, which is better than a divine weapon.
With one strike of the sword, every divine ancestor in the starry sky will perish.
Therefore, this is the origin of the name Shenyun.
Rumor has it that the Sword Saint has used three swords in total.
The first sword was when the Shen Dao Sect was established at the beginning. Facing a strong enemy who came to suppress him, he wiped out his entire force with one sword.
The second sword kills the ninth-level starry sky beast!
The third knife once broke open a small world!!
Shen Yun's sword seemed to have magical power in the Ziwei Star Territory at that time.
Today, this knife appears again.
Divine power is far more powerful than before.
No one dares to stop it, and no one can stop it.
Emperor Huangtian always put down his halberd and looked over with a frown.
"Go to hell!"
Almost at the moment when the two people looked at each other, the Sword Saint issued this sword.
When all the divine power was poured into this sword, the Sword Saint smiled.
The hatred for many years can finally be understood.
He will not make the stupid mistake of killing the incarnation or clone, and can be sure that the person in front of him is the Emperor Huang Tian.
Shen Yun Yida also showed his most perfect state...
"What?!"
The Sword Saint thought everything was perfect, but wherever the blade went, a ball of golden light exploded.
It was as if the sun was rising, dispersing the darkness of the earth and swallowing up the terrifying sword light.
"The Third Tribulation God Ancestor?!"
The Sword Saint's mood cannot be described in words.