The space surged, and terrifying fluctuations spread.
It seems that it will collapse and be annihilated at any time.
Swish.
In a blink of an eye.
The figure of Baidao Xingsu appears, shining brightly and being extremely domineering.
Each figure was a hundred feet tall, rushing towards Emperor Qingcheng with endless momentum.
See this scene.
Di Qingcheng's pretty face changed slightly, "Dharma body, a hundred clones, it seems that your strength has improved a lot after disappearing for so many years."
Said.
She paused and continued: "What a pity, in my eyes, you are still vulnerable."
laugh.
A sword light flew out.
Wherever you go.
All is gone.
The sound of the sword was deafening, like thunder from the sky.
this moment.
The sword light suddenly began to spread.
One turns into ten, ten turns into a hundred, a hundred turns into a thousand...
Countless sword lights appeared, pointing directly at the criminal figure.
At this time.
Di Qingcheng waved his hand casually, "The sword boundary is broken!"
As the sound falls.
Countless sword lights were as fast as lightning, converging from all directions, like a giant whale swallowing the sky.
See this scene.
Xing Xuantian's face suddenly changed, and he was worried in his heart, fearing that Xing Sin would not be able to stop Emperor Qingcheng's realm of swords.
Boom.
Boom.
The loud explosion spread and resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten places.
Under the sword light that filled the sky, Xing Zui's figure exploded, shattered, and was annihilated.
Until it finally fades into nothingness.
then.
An amazing scene happened.
Countless sword lights gathered together to form a giant sword, pointing straight at the top of the sky and charging upward crazily.
Under the light curtain released by the giant sword, a thousand-mile radius formed a boundary of its own. Within it, the majestic and vast sword energy swept across and penetrated every hole.
Xing Xuantian is sure that as long as he stays in this world, he will be strangled to pieces by the raging sword energy in an instant.
There are no bones left, and the mind and spirit are gone.
He had always heard about the power of Emperor Qingcheng, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.
The Divine Pavilion has three divine sons, and Di Qingcheng is just one of them.
It's scary to think about it.
If three sons of gods appeared at the same time, the Warring States Period would really be wiped out with just a few clicks.
While thinking.
Xing Xuantian's eyes narrowed and he looked around, looking for traces of Xing Sin. He didn't believe that his father died under this sword.
this moment.
The figure of Emperor Qingcheng was suspended in the air, his vast aura lingering around him, his eyes stern and arrogant towards everything.
It seems that she is the master.
Everything must be surrendered before her.
at this time.
The figure of Xing Zui appeared, standing in the air, unscathed.
See the situation.
Di Qingcheng was surprised and horrified, "How is it possible? It is impossible for you to be alive in the Sword Realm."
Xing Zui said: "What a surprise? What you destroyed was just the old clone."
Di Qingcheng's eyes were cold, "Then I will send you on your way now."
Finished.
She rushed forward, her figure flying like a fairy. Wherever she passed, a terrifying force of pressure swept across her, as if the entire sky was being crushed.
See this scene.
Xing Zui knew that Di Qingcheng was going to take action.
He turned around and looked behind Xing Xuantian, "Leave with the people from the Warring States Period. The Shen Pavilion is invincible. Only by surviving can there be hope."
Xing Xuantian nodded, "Then Father......"
Xing Zui said: "I died a hundred years ago. You don't have to worry about me. Just pretend I never appeared."
The voice fell.
In the only remaining arm, a silver spear appeared, with endless ferocious flames emitting from the spear, which was so terrifying that it stirred up the wind and clouds.
boom.
With one shot, the silver dragon soared.
The dragon's roar spread throughout the nine heavens.
The figure of Xing Zui Gao Baizhang followed closely behind the silver spear and headed towards Emperor Qingcheng to assassinate him.
See the situation.
Xing Xuantian's face was extremely determined, he turned around and flew into the air, "The generals of the Warring States Period will obey orders and fight to the last moment."
Finished.
He looked back at Xing Xin's back and said, "Father, all this is God's will. God's will cannot be violated. I am willing to die with my father."
"The country is destroyed and people are destroyed!"
Xing Xuantian withdrew his gaze, and the aura on his figure soared wildly, like a bolt of lightning, entering the army of the four tribes.
Wherever you go.
Blood splattered, and under the halberd, no one was invincible.
Wushuang War Emperor, Xing Xuantian.
This is already his last glory.
The old man in black robe glanced at Xing Xuantian who was charging into the army, and as the voice fell, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Boom.
Boom.
There was a loud explosion in the sky, like a comet hitting the earth.
Horrible to the extreme.
The figures of Xing Zui and Di Qingcheng moved quickly in the air. Wherever they passed, the sky collapsed, and the immeasurable air waves annihilated their figures.
It's hard to tell the winner.
the other side.
Under the siege of the four kingdoms, the Warring States army was exhausted, struggling hard, and was on the verge of defeat.
The three great imperial masters and four titled divine generals who were wrapped around them were also dripping with blood.
They persist entirely by will, if they don't have the last shred of faith in their hearts.
this moment.
He had already been destroyed physically and mentally, and died tragically in the attack of the powerful men of the four tribes.
The battle was extremely brutal.
The blue sky is stained with blood, and wars are broken.
A murderous battle without any suspense is going on crazily.
At this time.
Xing Xuantian was already fighting with the old man in black robe.
Xing Xuantian, who ignited the source of life, became extremely violent, and his unparalleled combat body defense reached its peak.
at the moment.
No matter in terms of attack power or momentum, he is superior to the old man running black.
Because he has put life and death aside, the only belief that supports him is to fight and never compromise with the Shengge.
I would rather die standing than live on my knees.
He is so.
This is the case for all generals.
The same was true in the Warring States Period.
The human backbone must not be bent.
The Shen Pavilion wants to dominate the human race and control all life and death, and Xing Xuantian is no longer one of them.
Until this moment.
He never regretted his decision.
Ever since he became the king of the Warring States Period, he has always wanted to escape from the shackles of the Divine Pavilion, and now he has done it.
Even if it means death, there will be no regrets.
boom.
A collision sound spread.
It resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.
Xing Xuantian and the black-robed old man separated and retreated hundreds of feet away.
The old man in black robe suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell on Xing Xuantian, "Burning the source of life, why are you doing this? After you die, the Warring States Period will still surrender to the Shen Pavilion."
Xing Xuantian said angrily: "You are wishful thinking. I will recommend my blood to the sky. From now on, as long as there is a trace of blood in the Warring States Period, I will never surrender to the Shen Pavilion."
"Ha ha!"
"In this case, after this battle in the Warring States Period, there will be no more survivors."
The old man in black robe said ferociously.
Xing Xuantian said: "You can't see whether there are any survivors. You will definitely die today."
Finished.
The aura on his figure soared again, and the halberd in his palm roared like a sad song.
The sound pierced the sky and stirred up the universe.
The moment Xing Xuantian turned into an afterimage and rushed toward the old man in black robe, a figure flew down. He suddenly stopped moving forward and reached out to catch the fallen man.
The figure is the punishment.
Under the attack of Di Qingcheng, Xing Zui was defeated. The silver gun in his palm was shattered, and a huge blood hole appeared on his chest. The blood gurgled and dyed his clothes red.
Xing Xuantian looked at Xing Sin in his arms, raised his head and roared, "Ah!" (To be continued)