Chapter Twenty-Three: Sure enough, It's the Inheritance of the Fighting Emperor!【4/4】
Several figures with huge breath have already stood in the sky of Kans City in one step.
These people are the people of the Soul Clan headed by the Soul Heavenly Emperor.
Looking down at the huge pillar of light that ran through the heavens and the earth in front of him, the Soul Heavenly Emperor's eyes slowly wrinkled.
"Heavenly Emperor, is there anything wrong?" asked Soul Annihilator, puzzled.
Hearing this, the Soul Heavenly Emperor shook his head slightly and said, "That's right, this array is a long time ago, this kind of desolate aura can't be faked, but why does this emperor feel a trace of blood?"
"Bloody breath?" the Soul Purifier probed carefully for a moment, but still found nothing.
The Soul Heavenly Emperor didn't explain when he heard this, but his eyes were aimed at the purple streamer in the pillar of light, and he saw the essence of the streamer at a glance with his cultivation, it was a long sword that revealed the emperor's qi everywhere, but this kind of terrifying and inexplicable grandeur of ordinary people was extremely weak in the eyes of the Soul Heavenly Emperor.
"The vision is so big, it's just such an ordinary longsword?" the Soul Heavenly Emperor wondered.
As soon as he thought of this, the Soul Heavenly Emperor no longer hesitated, and grabbed the purple long sword in the pillar of light with one hand.
The giant hand that had condensed his fighting spirit turned into a huge hand for miles while it was still in the air, and this change was seen by countless monks on the ground.
But looking at this vast majesty and feeling the overwhelming momentum, all the monks were silent, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly.
Some Dou Zong and Dou Zun powerhouses didn't find the figure in the air until the giant hand appeared, and they wanted to scold it, but after seeing the figure's clothes clearly, they were all frightened and didn't dare to make a sound.
After the Great War a few years ago, the power of the Soul Hall became even stronger, without the clamp of the ancient clan, the soul clan could be said to cover the sky with one hand, and the rest of the monks of the human race did not dare to easily plunder its edge.
But fortunately, the viciousness of the soul clan to gather and kill the monks and plunder their souls has slowly eased, which also makes the monks who are ready to fight to the death breathe a sigh of relief.
The Soul Heavenly Emperor grabbed the Ziwei Taiyin Sword in his hand, and with the departure of the Ziwei Taiyin Sword, the pillar of light also slowly faded.
"Boom!"
The huge stone statue of Kansi turned into dust and slowly drifted away.
Countless mortals in Kans City above the ground knelt down in horror when they saw this.
And one kind of monk all had a disappointed look on their faces, they knew that there was no chance, and they fell into the hands of the soul clan's power, who would dare to covet it!
The Soul Heavenly Emperor in the sky had just started the long sword, his expression changed slightly, but then he was sometimes slightly happy.
After a long time, the Soul Heavenly Emperor put away his long sword and said lightly: "This matter is over, this emperor is still going to return to the Black Horn Domain, you are here to monitor the ancient clan's every move, he and the nine true people will have a battle!"
"Congratulations to the Emperor of Heaven!" all the people of the Soul Clan stood up and shouted.
The Soul Heavenly Emperor, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly showed his figure, and with a touch of the Ziwei Taiyin Sword in both hands, he appeared in his hands again.
Holding the long sword, the Soul Heavenly Emperor's face was cloudy, and after thinking about it for a long time, the Soul Heavenly Emperor finally said decisively: "Bind!"
At the moment when the Soul Heavenly Emperor was bound, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Xianzong's mouth, who was millions of miles away.
"The subsystem is successfully bound, and the bound Soul Heavenly Emperor is cultivated to the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng. ”
The Soul Heavenly Emperor, who had just bound the subsystem, was anxious to verify the authenticity of the system, so he stepped out and came to a huge mountain range.
This is where the sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the hinterland of Zhongzhou is located, and there are three semi-saint powerhouses in the door, and the strength is also a middle-class existence even in Zhongzhou.
But when they met the Soul Heavenly Emperor, they were doomed.
After a moment, the Soul Heavenly Emperor looked at the seven luck books in his mind and was overjoyed.
And Zhao Xianzong, who was millions of miles away, also received the luck book harvested by the Soul Heavenly Emperor at the same time.
"Accept!" With the Soul Heavenly Emperor's thoughts, the Qi Luck Books of the three Half-Saint Cultivators suddenly turned into countless cultivation memories, and they merged with the Soul Heavenly Emperor.
"Boom!"
The mountain in the distance was smashed by the Soul Heavenly Emperor with the Heavenly Sword Duel that he had just mastered, and feeling this smooth Dou Qi Gong Method, the Soul Heavenly Emperor immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Doudi inheritance!haha, it's really the Doudi inheritance!" "The Soul Heavenly Emperor laughed heartily, and the turbulent heaven and earth were tumbling endlessly.
In the Gamma Empire, Zhao Xianzong stood in the clouds, looking at the two people who were already defeated in the field, and his figure slowly appeared from the field as soon as he moved.
"Senpai.." Nalan Yanran watched Zhao Xianzong arrive and wanted to struggle to get up, but she still couldn't stand up after trying several times.
Zhao Xianzong looked at Nalan Yanran, who was covered in blood all over his body, and even in many places on his body, he could see the faint white bones protruding from it, and said lightly: "You rest first!"
As he spoke, a strong real power was struck, and Nalan Yanran fell asleep in an instant, and the injuries on her body were slowly recovering.
After dealing with these, Zhao Xianzong looked at Xiao Yan, who was already weak in breath and would die at any time, the trapped god net had completely strangled into Xiao Yan's whole body, the whole person was already broken, and there was a long sword stuck in his chest.
He looked several times more miserable than Nalan Yanran, this was because he didn't have the Tencel Armor to protect him.
Zhao Xianzong looked at Xiao Yan and said lightly: "If you don't come out now, you don't have to come out!"
As Zhao Xianzong's words fell, a long sigh sounded, and then an illusory shadow emerged from the ring in Xiao Yan's hand.
After Yao Lao appeared, he looked at Zhao Xianzong and bowed slightly: "The seniors have cultivated to the sky, why should they be difficult for these juniors?"
Zhao Xianzong replied lightly when he heard this: "Who is not cultivating to Tongtian in his life!"
Yao Lao was stunned when he heard this, and said in confusion: "Senior, what do you want the younger generation to do?"
"Bone Spirit is cold!" After lightly spitting out these four words, Zhao Xianzong said no more.
Yao Lao's face was sad, but he did not hesitate, his hands turned slightly, and a strange fire came towards Zhao Xianzong.
With the swing of his sleeves, Zhao Xianzong collected the strange fire, and said lightly to Yao Lao: "Cut yourself!"
When the medicine elder heard this, the expression of suffering on his face became even heavier, and he said after a long time: "Can't the seniors let Yaochen have a way to live?
But looking at Zhao Xianzong's silent face, Yao Lao's expression darkened after all, and his hands flipped slightly and pressed to the center of his eyebrows.
In the face of such a character, he knew not to be disobeyed, and the end was even more miserable.
It's just unwilling!
"Po"
With a crisp sound, Yao Lao's soul body finally disappeared, and this remnant soul that had been breathing for many years finally dissipated between heaven and earth with unwillingness.
After another moment, seeing that Xiao Yan on the ground had lost his breath, Zhao Xianzong's sleeves swung slightly, and Xiao Yan's body suddenly turned into a blood mist and disappeared with the wind.
Turning sideways slightly, he rolled up Nalan Yanran, who was still unconscious on the ground, and Zhao Xianzong jumped up.
The mountains and forests were silent, and the occasional beast cry was also fleeting.
Except for the bloodied figure on the ground, but still barely squirming forward, there was no sound.
"Roar!" a huge tiger suddenly burst out of the forest, looking at Gu Qingyang on the ground suspiciously.
After a few tests, he found that there was no danger, and a cruel light finally appeared in his eyes.
"Roar!" There was another low roar, and the tiger instantly rushed straight up, and Gu Qingyang, who had already been cultivated to be abolished, screamed miserably, and there was no sound again.
After turning back to Tianlan Sect, after throwing Nalan Yanran to Yun Yun, Zhao Xianzong continued to walk towards the ancient realm.
By now, it has been regarded as a major event, and all the different fires are in hand, and the rest can only wait for the emperor's tomb to open.
With the Soul Heavenly Emperor binding the subsystem, Zhao Xianzong also settled down in his heart, so it seems that as long as the Emperor's Mausoleum is opened, it will be his harvest day.
"Real person!" Gu Lie looked at Zhao Xianzong, who suddenly appeared, and said respectfully.
After Zhao Xianzong sat down, he said bluntly: "Did you find it?"
Hearing this, Gu Lie's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness and replied: "Live up to the expectations of real people, I found it." ”
As he spoke, he handed over two jasper boxes.
Zhao Xianzong sensed slightly, and knew that it was a strange fire.
But looking at Gu Lie's expression, Zhao Xianzong also understood, maybe for the sake of this Pure Lotus Demon Fire Ancient Clan, there must be some damage, or maybe a Dou Saint has fallen.
"Stand down!" Zhao Xianzong said lightly, not feeling the slightest relief for Gu Lie and these people.
These people have the hatred of exterminating the clan and the hatred of enslavement, how can it be so easy to resolve, if these people were not useful, Zhao Xianzong would have killed them a long time ago.
If you want to not be trapped by it in the future, that is, to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and destroy all opponents who have hatred for you.
If cause and effect are destroyed even by cause, what will be the effect?
Time is in Zhao Xianzong's quiet waiting, and slowly passed through three years!
At 19:00, there is a watch, add food for everyone, and the left-hand code word went!(On the first day of September, I hope everyone has a new start this month.) )