Chapter 540 Hunyuan One Qi Sword, One Sword Opens Eternity!
Gathering in the blessed land of the Holy Mountain.
In the capital city, the ruins of the imperial palace.
Within the formation.
The twenty-four incarnations outside the body are constantly becoming illusory.
In the eyes of ordinary Zhenxuan great monks, they may not be able to discern any clues.
But for Yang Zhenhe, a top monk, he still saw the changes.
It seemed as if all the power in it had been drained away and concentrated on one of them.
The momentum of the person in front of him continued to rise, and it seemed that in an instant, it exceeded the scope of the supreme Zhenxuan.
However, he could see that the real body in front of him seemed to be unable to bear it.
"What kind of power is this? It divides, gathers and disperses, all from the heart?"
Yang Zhenhe was not an ordinary person after all, he understood immediately.
The emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty once received extremely powerful power, but he could not bear such a huge power, so he divided it into other bodies and refined his external incarnation.
Now, in order to fight him, the emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty has regrouped all his power on himself.
However, it was almost unbearable.
And once it can no longer bear it, it will explode and disappear into ashes.
He, who is also confined within this formation, will also be affected.
However, such an impact would only slightly injure him at most, but would not kill him, who was the pinnacle of the world.
"Do you think you can die with me in this way?"
Yang Zhenhe's sword pierced through the void.
Zhuang Ming hung the national seal above his head and gathered the power of the Dongsheng Dynasty, making him invisibly stronger.
When he saw him and pointed it into a sword, he also pointed it at him!
He didn't dare to be careless and used the Supreme Sword Technique of Gathering the Holy Mountain!
One sword cuts through eternity!
In the wilderness.
Within the Dragon Guard tribe.
"After all, I overestimated myself."
The real dragon opened his eyes, breathing rapidly, almost destroying the hall.
When he was on Jusheng Mountain, he gathered the general trend of the entire East Continent and gathered on Jusheng Mountain, and gained countless blessings from it... which is the so-called demon-suppressing merit.
At that time, he was in danger of being unable to refine and was about to explode and die, so he had an idea and borrowed the technique of Shangyuan Fenshen to transform thoughts to add the blessings of Jushen Mountain to all twenty-four phantoms.
Thus serving as his external incarnation.
Now facing the peak cultivator of Zhenxuan Nine Seals, his only chance to win is to give up these twenty-four external incarnations and combine them into one.
At that time, it was only the initial stage of Zhenxuan, so it could not bear all the merits and virtues.
But now that he is in the sixth realm of Zhenxuan, with a strong foundation, and the body of a real dragon, he may be able to bear all these blessings.
But at this moment, it seems that the tens of thousands of merits and virtues that have gathered Dongzhou's general trend are still unable to be carried by his current cultivation level.
If it cannot bear it, the consequences will be disastrous.
"cut!"
Yang Zhen goes down with one sword!
Zhuang Ming was retreating steadily.
But at this moment, Zhuang Ming was indeed extremely powerful.
Although he has not condensed the sixth seal of Zhenxuan, he still possesses extremely Zhenxuan power.
So Yang Zhenhe failed to kill him.
Moreover, the leader of the Yantian Immortal Sect was good at observation, and he discovered that the emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty was almost bursting with extremely powerful power, but he was using his sword to suppress the power that could not be refined.
Every time he draws his sword, he is actually suppressing the force that is about to collapse for the opponent.
"Either kill him with one sword. If you can't kill him, you are just helping him."
Yang Zhenhe's heart suddenly became clear, but his sword had to be drawn.
Moreover, even with the help of his sword, Zhuang Ming's power continued to rise, and he was unable to restrain himself, and would inevitably end up collapsing on his own.
But I saw that the emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty was extremely powerful, but in the midst of his power, he had begun to lose control. He was not suppressed by his own thoughts, and was always on the verge of breaking.
"Even if I don't kill you, you won't be able to survive."
Yang Zhenhe shook his head slightly, with a hint of regret, and asked: "You are going to die today. I don't know which true disciple you are in Jusheng Mountain?"
Zhuang Ming didn't respond. His eyes were cold. He reached up, took off the national seal, and shouted: "Gather thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the aspirations of the people, and the thoughts of all living beings, and put them on me!"
Yang Zhenhe showed a strange look, but in Jusheng Mountain, he didn't have much sense of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.
It's just that he has some doubts in his heart. The current Emperor Dongsheng is almost defeated by the huge power. How dare he gather the power of the dynasty to join him?
Isn’t this junior afraid of dying faster?
All parties in the Dongsheng Dynasty.
The sky is changing, and people are panicking.
Fortunately, Zhuang Ming was well prepared and kept the remaining power of the fight within the palace, so that it did not affect all parties in the capital or other parts of the dynasty.
Therefore, although people everywhere are in chaos, order is still there.
"Did you notice it?" Chen Feiyun flew away and noticed something strange.
"Junior brother has been prepared for a long time." Zheng Shangyuan nodded immediately.
"We are also members of the Dongsheng Dynasty." Chen Feiyun said in a deep voice.
"In this case, we can also use this method to help him." Zheng Shangyuan said.
"Your Majesty was not defeated in an instant. This is the opportunity." Chen Feiyun said seriously: "His Majesty's news is transmitted through mortal means. It is difficult to spread to all directions in an instant, but you and I can..."
"You go south, I'll go north." Zheng Shangyuan said: "Within thirty breaths, the magic power will be implicated, and the rumor will spread to the Dongsheng Dynasty."
"Okay!" Chen Feiyun said: "The emperor's merits and the unity of all people can help His Majesty!"
Within the palace formation.
Zhuang Ming gathered the general trend of the mountains and rivers and the will of the people, and invisibly raised his own power to a higher level.
And he gave up his external incarnation and combined all the demon-suppressing merits into himself, which made him extremely powerful.
But such a powerful force cannot be controlled.
"It looks like you're going to die."
Yang Zhenhe's sword pointed at Zhuang Ming's eyebrows.
Zhuang Ming's expression was very calm. Although he couldn't suppress it, his tone remained calm.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Besides the disciples of the Jusheng Mountain, who are you?"
"I am ranked thirteenth in Jusheng Mountain."
"Are you Zhuang Ming?"
Yang Zhenhe was shocked suddenly and was extremely shocked.
Zhuang Ming gasped and said: "You came here just for me. You will never see me die..."
Yang Zhenhe's expression changed.
But at this moment, Zhuang Ming's momentum suddenly exploded.
Unexpectedly, at this time, he was unable to control the merits of suppressing demons, unable to control the general trend of people in the Holy Gathering Mountain, and collapsed.
In this moment of death.
Yang Zhenhe didn't have time to think carefully, so he let go of the magic sword and pressed it with both hands.
The immediately shattered breath was captured by him.
And before Yang Zhenhe could breathe a sigh of relief.