"Absolute strength, then I'll show you what absolute strength is!"

Zhang Wuwuda's control hand fell violently, and then the soul harvesting technique broke through the air.

For a moment, the Emperor suddenly felt a little sluggish.

It's as if time has stood still a little bit around me.

He didn't expect that he had fought Zhang Wuwu for so long before, and he hadn't even forced out his true strength.

In fact, the real situation is not what he thinks.

From the very beginning, Zhang Wuwu only had the strength comparable to the emperor level, and if he really fought against the emperor, he really didn't have to be an opponent.

However, with the continuous battle on the battlefield of the Heavenly Soldier Legion, at this time, it was not just a few gods of the Immortal Class who had broken through to the new rank.

The breakthrough of every immortal class god can improve part of his strength, so although he has not yet broken through to the emperor level at this time, it is not far behind.

Coupled with his unique chaotic body, when fighting, his power was more than doubled.

A slap knocked the Emperor out of the air, and then Zhang Wuwu's figure followed.

Seeing that he was still not Zhang Wuwu's opponent, where was he still in the mood to continue fighting.

As soon as his body changed, black wings appeared behind the emperor.

Every time he instigated his wings, it seemed as if a strong wind swept by, and wherever he passed, there was no piece of armor left!

Like a bolt of lightning, it swept through the battle array of heavenly soldiers and demon soldiers, and suddenly saw countless heavenly soldiers and ghost soldiers disappear.

Even some of the gods of the immortal class disappeared without having time to dodge.

Although he finally appeared somewhere else, he was dead just now.

Zhang Wuwu followed closely behind the Emperor, and for some reason, his speed was getting faster and faster.

Among the gods of the Senban, there are almost no people who have not been poisoned by the Emperor at this time, but no matter who they are, after they die, they are all resurrected again.

Although they didn't know how to make the difference compared to before, they were more comfortable fighting with the Demon Legion of Shakti.

The battle between the monkey and the Bull Demon King against Shakti continues, but Shakti has clearly fallen to the upper hand.

The Bull Demon King is infinitely powerful.

Monkeys, war-hungry!

Being confronted by such two Demon Emperor-level existences, I really don't know whether to say that Emperor Shakti is lucky or that he is unlucky.

Looking at the direction of Houtu and Yang Hui.

The corners of the Emperor's mouth showed a bloodthirsty and cruel arc.

Zhang Wuwu realized his intention, and his body instantly turned into chaotic qi, and in the void, he actually rushed in the direction of Yang Hui and Houtu in advance.

The Emperor only knew how to kill non-stop, in order to just want Zhang Wuwu to regret what he had done.

The island nation is destroyed, and Dongying does not exist!

Yaochi is devastated!

This kind of hatred, he can't forget, except for those hidden enough secret clansmen who may still be surviving, in this world, the seeds of the island country seem to be the only ones left.

Yang Hui and Houtu were already close at hand, and if they could be successfully killed, the Emperor believed that Zhang Wuwu would definitely be in pain.

Although I don't know why many of the immortals who were killed by myself have been resurrected, it is not necessarily for Yang Hui and Houtu.

No one can say for sure, whether those immortals are too low because their immortal rank is too low, it will be easy to resurrect, but Yang Hui and Houtu are half of the masters above the heavenly court.

If you can be resurrected in this way, then why not die yourself?

His idea was good, but in his eyes at this time, there were only Hou Tu and Yang Hui, but he forgot where Zhang Wuwu went!

Could it be that Zhang Wuwu was indifferent even though he knew his goal?

"Die!"

The Emperor's left and right hands squeezed towards the middle at the same time, relying on his strong strength.

If Hou Tu and Yang Hui were really sandwiched between the two palms, they would definitely turn into a puddle of flesh, and I am afraid that if they want to help, they will not be able to help them.

The gap between the two slaps became smaller and smaller, and the corners of the Emperor's mouth involuntarily crossed a sinister smile.

But his sinister smile was suddenly fixed there.

Because Zhang Wuwu appeared.

It's just that the location where he appeared was a little weird.

It's actually behind the Emperor's back.

Without worrying too much about whether Houtu and Yang Hui would die, Zhang Wuwu had to kill the Emperor first.

It was really too dangerous for an emperor-level master to weave through the battle array of the heavenly soldiers.

In just this moment, the Emperor had already crushed more than 20,000 Heavenly Soldiers and more than 100 Immortal Gods.

The result is horrible.

And at this time, the Birdman Legion under the command of the Emperor has been wiped out, for the White Horse Temple, the Emperor's Tomb and the three legions sent by the three human forces.

He doesn't have the time to care!

Feeling the cool cold wind behind him, the Emperor was ruthless, with Zhang Wuwu's actions today, even if he escaped today, I am afraid that he will be pulled back and killed!

Since the front and back are dead, it is better to pull a cushion directly.

The Emperor had the heart of death, so he naturally chose to ignore Zhang Wuwu's attack.

The two palms quickly closed together, and Hou Tu and Yang Hui chose to run in one direction almost at the same time.

But after all, they were only in the realm of Heavenly Venerable, and they were fundamentally different from the Heavenly Emperor.

Bang!

The two of them turned into a cloud of blood mist at the same time, and disappeared directly in place.

Weeping Xirong and Weeping Xifu looked at this scene in a daze, they were the weakest, so they had always stayed in the safest position of the legion.

At this time, seeing the tragic death of Yang Hui and Houtu, they were stunned in their hearts.

Zhang Wuwu also saw this scene, but he chose to ignore it, because he could feel that Yang Hui and Houtu were slowly resurrecting in their minds at this time.

After the resurrection, they may be even stronger.

This is the reason why he did not stop the Emperor from poisoning.

"Sister, you watch the four-legged insect for me!" said Wai Xirong, throwing the four-legged worm in her arms to Wai Xifu, looking at the four-legged worm, she also hated it.

When it's not needed, it's always jumping around in front of everyone.

But at this time, I needed it, but I didn't expect it to choose to sleep.

Crying Xifu took over the four-legged worm, she also wanted to kill the battlefield, but she still knew how many catties and taels she had.

Zhang Wuwu's palm thrust into the Emperor's body from behind his back.

Before he could struggle to break free, the crazy devouring power kept eating away at the power in his body and his soul.

Under the dual effect of Zhang Wuwu's soul harvesting technique and devouring power, the Emperor was finally destroyed.