What is a king!

Even if the blood has dried up, it has reached the old age of life.

But once you really have to fight hard, you can return to the former high realm altar again!

Sublimation to the fullest, reproducing the glory of the past.

The Nine Moon Holy Emperor Wanxiang Dragon was extremely brave, and the Blue Crystal Immortal Forbidden Staff conquered independently, bursting out with blue fairy light, lighting up the entire sea of blood.

The Blue Crystal Immortal Forbidden Staff swung down and exploded in the depths of the sea of blood, endless dry bones and countless weapon wreckage on the bottom of the sea.

Ten thousand waves rise into the sky!

"It's a good feeling to go back to the old days!"

Wanxiang Dragon stood high in the air, and a trace of nostalgia appeared on his resolute face.

Jun Huanyu was taken aback, he didn't expect this Holy Emperor to actually come to help in the battle, and he had already ascended to the extreme, obviously, he was going to fight the last battle of his life!

It's so strong!

This is the first impression of Junhuanyu!

From a lifeless, emaciated old man, to a young man with a majestic appearance.

"It turns out that the emperor who is now old and frail used to be like this, and he is really as dazzling as the god of war in the sky."

Some people are sighing that the years are urging people to grow old, and they are no longer as glamorous as they used to be.

"Cosmos! Fight with me for the last time! ”

The Wanxiang Dragon is roaring, and the breath has been raised to the highest peak! He struck first and fought the Evil Face Shadow.

Jun Huanyu swept away his fatigue, and his breath rose rapidly.

The breath of the royal road pervades everything.

Two colliding Imperial Dao realms shrouded the entire sea of blood!

"My heart knot is opened, let's die in a glorious battle...... Wan Xianglong expressed the regret in his heart.

"My sorrow, my hatred ......"

Today, the dust is gone, shining through the mountains and rivers!

It is a bright light that splits the line between light and darkness.

The bloody shadow of the evil face was split in half, and large expanses of blood fell from the sky like flying dead leaves.

It's really strong! It was only one blow that split it in half.

The characters who can call themselves the Holy Emperor now show such strength, far surpassing the existence of the Great Yang Dao Emperor and others.

This is the blow of the Nine Moon Holy Emperor's condensed strength!

It was not dead, but it was slow, apparently suffering an incurable wound.

"The Holy Emperor is going to have his last days."

"The Holy Emperor has been sublimated to the extreme!" Someone saw the state of the Ten Thousand Phases Dragon.

Jun Huanyu's strength is still a little worse after all.

The Ancient Emperor Immortal Green Sword blessed Jun Huanyu's Dao Law Divine Chain, which was on an equal footing with the blood-colored figure.

Jun Huanyu stabbed the blood-colored figure in the chest with both hands, and finally split it in half, bathing in blood and howling.

Wan Xianglong resorted to the forbidden mastery.

It was a magic bell conjured up by the law.

"Ah Ling, I have become an emperor and fulfilled my promise. Your favorite bell, I've carried it to the law. ”

Wan Xiangyi's eyebrows were full of affection, and he held a small azure bell in both hands. High in the sky, a boundless and huge azure bell was conjured.

Lifelike, with a faint beautiful figure engraved on it. The figure, unable to see clearly, suddenly turned around.

The beautiful figure suddenly became clear.

It was an ordinary woman, without an outstanding appearance, just that back, very good-looking.

"Dragon, you did it, come on, I'll be waiting for you there!" The woman named Ah Ling suddenly smiled.

Wanxiang Long's eyes were ruddy, and he forcibly endured the thoughts in his heart.

"Ah Ling, wait for me, let me do something more."

The figure dissipated.

"Ahhh

The scene of the Wanxiang Dragon crossing the Emperor's Dao Tribulation is reproduced, it is a young man, holding an azure bell, and finally, the bell flies to the heavens and the earth, bursting out with unparalleled light, shattering all the calamities, and the Wanxiang Dragon proves to become the emperor!

The picture turned again, and now this divine bell is hanging high in the air again.

Suzune Pure World!

The endless bell sounds, shaking the world!

One after another sound came from the bell, which shook people's hearts.

A divine sound struck the two strange creatures, exploded directly, and turned into blood mist, and another divine sound struck, and the blood mist was directly evaporated!

The bell fell straight into the sea of blood.

The depths of the Sea of Blood suddenly shone brightly, and the Sea of Blood exploded, and the Endless Divine Sound came from the bottom of the sea.

Endless waves, a sea of blood evaporated and dried up!

The crowd was in disbelief!

The Sea of Blood has been flattened!

The sea of blood evaporated alive by the divine sound of the divine bell, revealing the dry bones and broken weapons of the seabed.

The sea of blood left behind by the defeat and retreat of the past year has been flattened! The blood left by the heroic souls who were once killed in battle merged into a small lake, and then turned into a boundless sea of blood!

Wan Xianglong put away the heavenly bell, his expression was full of gentleness.

All the nations saw it, and their hearts were shocked by the supreme brilliance of the Holy Emperor.

However, in their hearts, they have endless regrets and regrets. After this battle, there was no more Nine Moon Holy Emperor.

"You can still fight!"

Wan Xianglong tried his best to maintain this body.

He was still condensing the remaining qi and blood, and wanted to extract enough life essence from it to support a longer sublimation time.

Jun Huanyu then spoke: "Holy Emperor ......"

"In the future, there will be more people like me. Will come and fight with all their might. Wan Xianglong calmed down and said slowly.

"Their hearts are too deep, but there will always be a day of liberation."

Jun Huanyu nodded solemnly, in the past, Jun Huanyu only felt the strength of this Holy Emperor, but now, it was enough for Jun Huanyu to respect him in his heart.

Wan Xianglong suddenly grinned, full of pride.

"I can still fight! Cosmos, stay with me! ”

Mo Dao's autumn wind blows Huafa, and the sea wants to be here!

Jun Huanyu only has this thought in his mind now.

Is it on the way to battle, or is it listening to the funeral song of the Holy Emperor?

The two figures, hand in hand again, crossed the boundless dry riverbed.

Enter the next spooky place!