Chapter five hundred and ninety third: you let me down too much
The Golden Holy Sword is a low-grade holy weapon.
The so-called sacred weapon, compared with the magic weapon, only lacks the spirit of the weapon.
But its power is not weak at all.
Its material is even rarer in the world.
However, at this time, the golden holy sword was hit and exploded into countless fragments.
Whoosh!
The fragments, carrying the power of destruction, suddenly scattered like a goddess scattering flowers.
Boom!
Houses were penetrated and palaces destroyed.
Poof!
Poof!
A demon-slaying guard and a soldier from the Royal Forest Army tried their best to resist, but were still easily penetrated by the fragments.
Death comes suddenly.
And at this time.
The dragon-headed soul rose into the air, carrying unparalleled power, and killed the Zhenwu Saint.
This time, Xiao Changfeng wants to slaughter the saint in public.
"The moment of killing the saint is now!"
Bai Di gritted his teeth, his face turned as pale as snow. As he gritted his teeth, he poured spiritual energy into the spiritual formation even more violently.
Buzz!
The entire spiritual formation was radiant.
Above the jade seal, yellow light shines in the sky.
"Earth Shield!"
"Body protection jade tablet!"
"Mountain and River Armor!"
Looking at the rapidly approaching Dragon Head Soul, the Zhenwu Saint looked horrified and took out pieces of defensive imperial weapons.
These are semi-sacred artifacts.
There were dozens of them at one time, all activated by Zhenwu Saint.
Crackling!
Not even the golden holy sword can stop it, let alone these defensive imperial weapons.
Suddenly, the shield of the earth shattered, the body protection jade tablet collapsed, and the mountain and river armor turned into fragments.
Immediately afterwards.
The dragon's head soul finally hit the Zhenwu Saint.
Bang!
The seriously injured Zhenwu Saint couldn't resist at all.
In his horrified eyes.
His chest, his arms, his legs, and his head were all blown to pieces.
The body, blood and bones of a saint.
Nothing can stop it.
Under the soul of the dragon head, it was completely crushed like a paper man.
to the end.
Zhenwu Saint's whole body exploded, and blood spread all over the sky.
With one blow, Zhenwu Saint's physical body was shattered.
in the air.
Full of pungent smell of blood.
Everyone raised their heads and witnessed this scene.
"Saint, is he dead?"
Duke Wei's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the sky with a look of horror on his face.
He couldn't believe that a powerful Zhenwu Saint would end up like this.
This...this is simply incredible!
"No, it's impossible. Your Excellency will never die. You are the strongest and invincible!"
The queen's phoenix eyes were filled with blood, and her pupils were trembling continuously.
The figure of Zhenwu Saint disappeared.
The mountain she relied on in her heart also collapsed.
"saint!"
Mo Shangjun roared and could no longer hold the broad sword in his hand.
He sought refuge with the Queen because he wanted to use the hands of the Zhenwu Saint to kill Xiao Changfeng and Emperor Wu.
However, Zhenwu Saint died first?
This was unacceptable to him.
"The fall of the saint?"
Outside Kyoto, the Red Emperor and the Quetzalcoatl Emperor both had their mouths wide open, their hearts filled with shock.
Many common people were also shocked and witnessed the death of the saint.
"This this……"
Old Man Zuo Leng and Ancestor You Han also seemed to be seeing ghosts at this moment.
Did the Zhenwu Saint die like this?
at this time.
A golden light burned like a flame.
In the golden light, there is a soul.
It is the soul of Zhenwu Saint.
At this time, the golden light enveloped the soul of Zhenwu Saint, and he was about to flee into the distance.
People from the Ghost Immortal Sect.
What he is best at is the way of the soul.
Even the Demon Spirit Master can escape with his soul.
What's more, it's a true martial saint.
"Xiao Changfeng, I have recorded today's revenge. When I come back from reconstruction, I will kill all of you, leaving no one behind!"
In the golden light, the vicious roar of Zhenwu Saint came.
At this time, he only had his soul left, and his speed was extremely fast, reaching ten times the speed of sound.
Escaped?
Zhenwu Saint escaped?
this……
Everyone's eyes almost popped out.
No one expected that Zhenwu Saint would choose to escape.
"You can't escape!"
Xiao Changfeng narrowed his eyes and once again controlled the soul of the dragon head, heading towards the soul of Zhenwu Saint.
"Groan!"
The soul of the dragon head makes a high-pitched dragon roar.
This voice was full of majesty, and the whole world seemed to be frozen.
A moment.
The soul of the dragon head has caught up with the Zhenwu Saint.
boom!
In an instant, the dragon's head struck the golden light like a fist.
Wow!
In an instant, the golden light burst, and golden glows exploded like fireworks.
The soul of Zhenwu Saint was directly beaten to an extremely weak state.
"Ahem, Xiao Changfeng, you really deserve to die!"
Zhenwu Saint's weak voice sounded.
His soul condensed again, but it was already translucent.
"One more punch!"
Xiao Changfeng gave a low drink.
Suddenly the dragon head soul bombarded out again.
boom!
This time, Zhenwu Saint's soul was so weak that it was about to dissipate, and he no longer had the strength to escape.
"Master Xiao, I've reached my limit!"
At this time, Patriarch Ziyun suddenly spoke with difficulty.
Then the spiritual energy dropped sharply.
Wow!
The entire spiritual formation finally couldn't hold on any longer and began to dim.
Emperor Bai, Emperor Yun, Wu Changsheng and others also retracted their hands.
The spiritual energy in their bodies is basically empty.
This way.
The dragon-headed soul in mid-air does not have enough spiritual energy to support it.
At this moment, it also gradually dimmed, and finally completely dissipated.
But Zhenwu Saint has solved it.
"Take the Qingmu Dan and recover quickly!"
Xiao Changfeng had been prepared for a long time, and immediately waved his hand, and green wood pills flew out one after another.
Everyone said nothing and just swallowed it.
Suddenly the surging medicinal power turned into pure spiritual energy, restoring their health.
And at this time.
Xiao Changfeng did not stop.
His whole body rose into the air.
Heading towards Zhenwu Saint.
Although Zhenwu Saint was extremely weak at this moment, he was not dead.
"The soul-forbidden gourd, collect it for me!"
A black light flashed in Xiao Changfeng's hand.
Suddenly the soul-forbidden gourd appeared in his hand.
"not good!"
Seeing this scene, the Queen, Patriarch Youhan and others all changed their expressions.
If the soul of the Zhenwu Saint is taken away, then there will really be no hope at all.
"Boy, how dare you!"
Ancestor Zuo Leng and You Han flew out directly and attacked Xiao Changfeng.
They must save Zhenwu Saint.
"receive!"
Xiao Changfeng ignored Zuo Leng and You Han and directly activated the soul-forbidden gourd.
As long as the soul of Zhenwu Saint is taken away, this battle can come to an end.
Whoosh!
Immediately, the soul of Zhenwu Saint was pulled and he flew up.
Coming towards the Forbidden Soul Gourd.
next moment.
The soul of the Zhenwu Saint will be taken away by the Soul Forbidden Gourd.
"well!"
At this moment.
Between heaven and earth, a sigh suddenly sounded.
This sigh appeared out of thin air, but instantly filled every inch of space.
Everything in the heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the figures of Xiao Changfeng, Zuo Leng Youhan and others also suddenly froze in the air.
It's as if time is frozen and everything is still.wavv
at the same time.
An old voice full of vicissitudes, as if it has lived for endless years, echoes across the world.