In Xuanwu, after Qinglong freed his hand, King Qin, Lu Tianyou and Yang Luoqi were defeated one after another, and the other soul suppression generals were also stunned by the dead death. In the end, only Xiang Kunlun and his subordinates led a group of Great Chu soldiers to resist stubbornly.

"Xiang Kunlun, aren't you still descending?"

Wang Dali held the Xuanwu shield and looked at Xiang Kunlun, whose armor was broken and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth. Behind him, Yu Ziqi was missing an arm, and the dragon was lame. There were also a few small scars on the white tiger's bright fur.

"You can see that your men are not in danger of life. If you surrender, you can still be the leader of the Hall of Heroes. ”

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost! Since Xiang Yu has never descended, how can I, Xiang Kunlun, be defeated? ”

Xiang Kunlun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and clenched the Double Moon Fang Heavenly Halberd in his right hand. Although he was in a desperate situation, the fighting spirit in his eyes was even better.

"It's just a pity that my plan died before it could be launched. This enchanting country, after all, still doesn't have my share of Xiang Kunlun. ”

"I am willing to die for King Xiang!"

The four generals behind him spoke in unison, turning into a violent aura and Xiang Kunlun condensed together, igniting the last spark in his life.

"Let's fight it out!"

Xiang Kunlun walked with the halberd, and injected all the spiritual power in his body, including the four generals behind him, into the halberd. The halberds of others were united, forming the most violent and direct shock wave, facing Wang Dali.

"Human Spirit Skill - Formation Breaking Overlord Gun!"

"Hercules Fist Second Style!"

Putting down the shield in his hand, Wang Dali swung his fist in a tenth of a second, and then closed his fist. Xiang Kunlun's shock wave 'BO' with his life was like a soap bubble being shattered, his meridians were broken, and he fell to the ground with a pair of big eyes without light.

On the edge of the battlefield, watching through the spirit box Wang vigorously swept the Hall of Heroes, the sixth knight of the kingdom organization, the vice captain of the Oriental Boss team, Lan Zhan suddenly lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, suppressed the shock in his heart and said to the video communicator in his hand.

"Captain, are we really going to fight a monster like this?"

"I can't afford to mess with it."

On the other side of the display, Anzi Ulgong hurriedly shook his head and said speechlessly.

"Who made the plot run wild and made such a monster. I'm afraid we're going to fail in our main quest this time. ”

"It's okay, Captain. The failure of the main quest is not irreparable. ”

Aizen had the same smile on his face as ever.

"This Wang Dali should be the strongest person in the world of Soul Street, right? Captain, do you think he'd want to see the wider world out there? ”

"You mean recruit him to be our teammate"

Anzi Ulgong's orb-like red eyes flashed, and he groaned.

"You can consider it, let's try to get in touch with it first."

……

The Ming Palace, the center of the power of the spiritual realm. The eight masters of the Imperial Spirit History and the Spiritual Domain, the new Great Imperial Heaven who had inherited his father's position more than ten years ago, lived here.

"Ming Wanggong, we're back again."

Qinglong looked at the scene in front of him, which had gone through more than four hundred years, but it didn't seem to have changed too much, and his heart fluctuated.

The defeated leaders of the Hall of Heroes were left in place by Wang Dali, and the other party had no intention of fleeing, waiting for the final result.

After getting closer, Jin Lingzi sniffed his nose and said vigorously to Wang with a frown.

"Master, I feel the spiritual power of the Wheel Divine Bead, and someone is urging it."

Qinglong added on the side.

"The Wheel Divine Orb is said to have the power to command the Endless Yin Soldiers. As long as there is a supply of spiritual power, Yin soldiers can be generated, which is quite difficult. Four hundred years ago, we were just stopped by too many Yin soldiers, so we failed. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, many Yin soldiers lined up in the palace of King Ming. They were all dressed in heavy armor, tall in size, holding axes and spears, and their might was even better than that of Xiang Yu's Great Chu Undead just now.

"Xuanwu, shield."

Wang vigorously stretched out his right hand, and Xuanwu, who had just turned into a human form, became a shield again.

"You follow me. A little yin soldier, vulnerable. ”

He lowered his head slightly, hiding his head behind a shield, and his legs formed an illusion as if he were stepping on Hot Wheels. Countless Yin soldiers were pushed forward by him with the Xuanwu Shield, and they fell to the ground in a row like dominoes.

The Yin soldiers who were pushed to the front were the worst, and even their eyeballs were protruding.

Jin Lingzi showed the way beside Wang Dali, who was as invincible as a tank driving into a flock of sheep, and soon rushed to the depths of the Ming Palace, where the eight imperial spirit histories were.

In this separate hall, the Imperial Spirit Historians are injecting spiritual power into the central Wheel Divine Bead in the direction of the Bagua Direction. One Yin soldier after another spawned from the four directions of southeast, east, and northwest. Their eyes were blue, they were delirious, they were just weapons of their purest form.

"It's all evil spirits, so filthy that you can't even see your body clearly."

Wang Dali glanced at it, and his words didn't make these expressions change greatly, and he swung his fist directly.

"Hercules Fist Third Form!"

The fist was majestic, like a comet falling in the sky. The eight Imperial Spirit Historians didn't expect Wang Dali to do it without saying a word, and hurriedly showed their magical powers and used all their strength to resist.

Some people hedge with spiritual power, some people take out treasures to protect their bodies, some people wield weapons to kill Wang Dali, and some people even transform into monsters that are not like four.

But the scene only lasted a second. A second later, they were originally undead and were impacted by the blazing yang energy in Wang Dali's fist, and their bodies melted like ice and snow, wailing and scattering.

Wang Dali put down the Xuanwu Shield and put away the Wheel Divine Bead that had lost the control of the Imperial Spirit History and no longer made Yin soldiers. Solve the history of the Imperial Spirit, and there is only one goal left.

The innermost layer of the Ming Palace, the residence of the Great Imperial Heaven, the nameless palace.

"Stop!"

The personal guards of the Great Imperial Heaven, the seven left envoys and the right envoys stopped in front of the door. There was also a big white-haired dog on the side.

"Stand down."

The Great Imperial Heaven, who was the same height as Jin Lingzi, put his hands behind his back, and his breath calmly walked out from behind them.

"Yes!"

The Seven Left Envoys and the Su Right Envoys nodded and put away their swords without hesitation, full of loyalty to the Great Imperial Heaven.

"The spiritual power around the body is pure, and the eyes are clear, not bad."

Compared to the history of the Imperial Spirit, where even the soul was blackened, the Great Imperial Heaven gave Wang Dali a feeling countless times better. He touched the top of the boy's head and was photographed unhappily by the other party.

Da Yutian straightened his clothes and crowns, and tried his best to show his integrity with a little adult attitude.

"Although you have defeated the Spirit Realm, this Great Imperial Heaven is not to be bullied! You do it. ”

"The little guy is quite stubborn."

Wang Dali smiled, ignoring the anger on the faces of the Seven Left Envoys and Su Right Envoys.

"You can still be your Great Imperial Heaven, but the system of the Spirit Realm has to be changed."

"How?"

Da Yutian didn't get angry and say childish words like 'I don't listen to you', nor did he show the expression of the rest of his life, but just looked at Wang Dali suspiciously.

"Little friend, have you heard of Ann...... Is it parliamentary? ”