"The complete heart and spirit of the White King, except for the imperfect body of the dragon, is basically equivalent to the white emperor reappearing in the world, right?"

"How? After witnessing the power that can truly be called the "emperor" of the dragon clan, do you feel inferior?"

Lu Mingze smiled, with a sarcasm in his words.

He and the Emperor stood still in the apocalyptic night eclipse of endless thunder, looking at the scythe that seemed to tear the world apart in the distance.

The Emperor did not speak, although his body trembled slightly under the terrifying power of words, but the expression on his face was one of fanaticism and greed.

The golden rays shone like a golden sun, and a golden blade as huge as the Death's Scythe shone into the world, and the collision of the two was enough to destroy everything in the world!

As if the glass mirror reflecting the heavens and the earth was shattered, a huge shattering sound sounded, and the pale yellow giant scythe was smashed head-on by the giant sword, and the surging waves of air and energy flames swept across the entire Nibelungen.

Words and spirits. The Scythe of Death has been destroyed!

The authority of the King of the Earth and the Mountain can lock the "eye" of all things, and if the eye is broken, no matter how hard or flexible the thing itself is, it will be defeated.

The White King has done a good job of simulating and copying this part of the power - but it still doesn't work!

The aura behind Lu Mingfei's head like a round of golden sun showed obvious Phnom Penh, bringing him new strength-

Divine Word Psionic Power from the Great Emperor!

This is the direct embodiment of the emperor's will, and it erupts in Lu Mingfei's sincere heart that loyally fights for the emperor and mankind, and the unparalleled spiritual power gathers and condenses, turning into a sharp sword that judges the alien.

"This is the Emperor's judgment!"

His roar was like thunder, and the wings behind him erupted with dazzling streamers, breaking through the sound barrier at a speed that led to the incomparable greatsword towards the White King.

Words and spirits. Return to the dust, simulate the release!

Void!

The energy that condensed to form that terrifying greatsword ignored the spirit of words. The forced decomposition effect of returning to the dust, it is an inorganic substance that does not belong to this world, and the power of the dragon clan that can command the world cannot let it collapse on its own!

The golden eyes on the six remaining hideous heads of the White King once again showed a look between horror and fear, her huge body couldn't dodge at all, the sword of judgment was coming, she was the supreme White Emperor, she could only take it hard!

Words and spirits. Fudo Ming King, simulated release!

The fourth head of the White King sang a high-pitched chant, called the release of the words of the Fudo Ming King.

The Monarch Flame form, which had previously turned itself into a furnace, dissipated, and the scales that were still hot were dyed with a layer of pitch-black luster, and the huge dragon body became as if it was made of black gold in the blink of an eye, shining brightly under the attacking golden sword.

The two divine swords she was carrying called "Heavenly Clouds" were thrown in front of her under the drag of the giant tail, and they went straight to the crackling golden greatsword.

At the same time, the other heads of the White King were also chanting other powerful spirits, vowing to crush and destroy this disrespectful man.

But then, the chanting of the spirit of the words was interrupted, and it was replaced by a roar of pain and anger that was enough to shatter people's eardrums!

The two slender and sharp bones failed to stop the judgment of the emperor's will, and the heavenly clouds were cut off, and the tough dragon body strengthened by the immovable Ming King seemed to be as weak as tissue paper, and the psionic giant sword slammed through the front body of the White King with the emperor's wrath.

One of the heads was split in two under the surging psionic power, dissipating into a cloud of blood mist.

Blood gushed out of the hideous wounds, scalding hot like lava, and the awakened god suffered the worst wound ever!

The psionic greatsword dissipated, turning into a monstrous golden flame that burned her body—

This time, the White King is on fire in the truest sense of the word!

"Arrogant lowly slave! How dare you blaspheme and harm the Venerable White Holy Emperor! Unforgivable!"

The White King, who was burned by the sacred golden flame, looked up to the sky and roared filial piety.

What responded to her was like a piece of gold

Lu Mingfei crashed down like a meteor, and the Pure Moon Great Sword in his hand first slashed through the left eye of the first head on the right side of the alien, and then pierced through the right eye, and the bright red blood covered the shining golden eyes of the alien.

Lu Mingfei is bathed in the blood of the White King, the most noble king in the history of the dragon race, and has the effect of making the hybrid evolve in the story of the half-blood, just like the hero Siegfried who was bathed in the dragon's blood and was reborn in the "Song of the Nibelungen".

Even a single drop was enough to drive those half-breed nobles crazy.

But for Lu Mingfei, it's just dirty alien blood.

The White King's injured head shook frantically, trying to shake the hateful insect away from his body, but Lu Mingfei stood still, and the mouth of the holy wings behind him spewed energy turned around and aimed at the hideous dragon head whose eyes were blinded.

"Boom!"

The surging golden flame instantly pierced through the alien wailing head, and the blooming flame tail burned her flesh and blood, and the White King's body once again lost a head that could be used by her.

Lu Mingfei felt a burst of collapse for no reason, and his body suddenly leaned back a little weakly, falling from the blown up dragon head.

A moment later, he regained his strength, his wings surging with energy to propel his body back into flight, landing firmly on the ground.

"What's going on......

Lu Mingfei gasped, stood with his sword in his hand, and whispered to himself.

He was a little puzzled by the state he had just had.

If Chu Zihang or the others were here, they would be horrified to find that Lu Mingfei's eyes were sinking into the sockets of his eyes, and his lips were scorched, as if they were being scorched by the blazing golden flames in his body.

The aura behind his head stayed at the moment before it was formed, and the power to construct this aura of the Sage weakened.

The emperor's will is not only strong, but also heavy.

His soul was under the gaze of the Emperor, but the strength of this body seemed to have reached its limit.

Unless this body is burned and transformed into a full saint body under the emperor's remodeling—

But for some reason, Lu Mingfei could feel that the Great Will did not do so.

"I will give everything to you, Emperor of the Great Race, and I will fulfill your will to remove this planet from all aliens and heretics that harm humanity......

"I am absolutely loyal to you, and I am absolutely devout to humanity......

Lu Mingfei immediately knelt down on one knee and prayed, he was not afraid that he would lose the emperor's blessing and power - even without the emperor's gift, he would rush to the alien without hesitation until he died in battle, this was the instinct of Astarte the weeping.

He was afraid that his impure body mixed with alien blood would cause the emperor to doubt his loyalty—

Of course, this is Lu Mingfei's wishful thinking, and no one can figure out what the great will thinks.

After a solemn and concise prayer, Lu Mingfei's eyes swelled with golden anger swept towards the massive alien in the distance.

In that case, then sacrifice this alien head and blood to the Great Emperor on the Golden Throne to prove your loyalty!

During the time he prayed, the White King moved his huge and battered body away from him, and the White King, who had ruled the world for eternity, actually flinched!

With the only four remaining heads, she chanted the common Arcane Dragon Script, and the forbidden words that had been silent for thousands of years returned to the world again.

Words and spirits. Origin.

The time hand that recorded the existence of the White King was briefly turned back, and time seemed to flow backwards, and the body of the White King's battered Yaki Orochi was returning to its previous uninjured state!

The two heads, which had been severed along with their necks, turned into white mist and disappeared in place, replaced by four dragon heads that reappeared intact on the White King's body.

The two bones of the Heavenly Cloud at the tail that had been shattered by the Divine Word Spiritual Greatsword were also restored to their original state.

The eight heads of the White King let out a newborn roar in unison.

"You've recovered...... Then slash again!"

Lu Mingfei looked at each other coldly, grabbed the big sword of Jingyue in his hand, and did not have too many unusual emotions because of the recovery of the White King.

The living spirit inside the blade drank the blood of the Dragon Emperor while bathing in the Holy Radiance, happily responding to its master's desire to kill.

"I will take the army of the old and reign over the whole world!"

"In the meantime, thou haughty slave of the king shall be hung high on a long banner, and I will see thy last drop of blood shed, and thy skull shall be the stone of my throne, to be suppressed for all eternity!"

The White King roared in a rage, chanting the ultimate forbidden spirit of the authority she wielded.

Swire Permissions. Mirage.

Only the spirit of the dragonlord's exclusive authority can be given the name "Ancient Authority".

The melodious chanting of the ancient trumpets sounded like the ancient battlefield, as if calling for the ancient army to return to the present world from the land of Yellow Springs.

The unknown realm of speech unfolded at the moment the syllables were sung, and the heavens and the earth returned to darkness, and a pale and thick cloud shrouded the Nibelungen of the Night Eclipse.

The only unyielding light was Lu Mingfei, who broke through the blockade of the clouds and mist, and the stream of energy that sparked with his wings hovered in the air behind him.

A moment later, the white fog dissipated, and what greeted Lu Mingfei's eyes was a pale army that could not see the edge at a glance!

Words and spirits. Phantom Mirage, one of the forbidden spirit spirits that belong to the White King, is also the strongest spirit she can release under the current restrictions of this dragon body.

Under the supreme spiritual authority of the White King, anything that exists in reality will be embodied in this realm and reappear as an illusion, and have the same combat power and power as in reality.

She awakens the army of dragons who once followed her in rebellion against the Black Emperor's throne!

There are only a few records of the Great Rebellion War, and it is only known that the White King instigated a third of the pure-blood dragons to launch a rebellion, and no one knows the size of this "third" army.

And now, Lu Mingfei has witnessed this seemingly endless pale army.

They spread to the rear led by the White King, some of them showed the fierce and hideous dragon body, and there were also generals who sat on bronze alchemy chariots in human form wearing crowns and armor, and countless half-blood human servants and half-blood war beasts were fully armed, wearing hideous bronze masks, holding alchemy war warriors, neatly arrayed in the rear of noble dragons;

There is also an army in the dark sky, dragons soaring with huge wings, unknown humanoids with membranous wings on their backs, and dragon-like metal dragon ships floating in the air by alchemy......

The White King doesn't care what the price of releasing this spirit will come to her, she wants to lead her old army, and she wants to plant the white banner in every corner of the world and reconquer the world!

Before that-

The white king's eight pairs of blazing golden eyes swept towards the angel of death who exuded golden light in the sky:

Kill this disobedient slave first, and dye a white banner with a striking scarlet.

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