The soul of this immortal encountered an unprecedented crisis at this time.

His feet had been completely cut off, his face was distorted, he had been through countless years, but he had not been tortured like this.

The blow from the First Emperor actually caused his soul to suffer unimaginable damage, like maggots attached to the bones, constantly eroding, and the wounds were constantly spreading because of this, making him extremely painful.

"You have obviously been dead for so long, and you have already been suppressed by countless immortals, why such combat power! It's just a projection of your history! ”

The soul of this immortal roared and roared, very unwilling!

After being trapped in the reincarnation ruins for so long, he finally escaped and ascended to heaven, but he finally fell into this fate, how willing he was!

He was full of dazzling light, his eyes were red, and he didn't want to be killed like this.

It's impossible to die at the hands of a person who has died, I don't know how many years!

In the face of all this, the first emperor Yingzheng's expression was extremely flat.

Nothing is in front of him, these immortals, he has killed countless times in the primeval era, even if it is a historical projection, it is not something he can resist.

His gaze was flat, and he didn't pay attention to a creature like this that was just a soul.

The long sword in his hand was raised again, swallowing into a dazzling chaotic sword, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to fluctuate with it, and the primeval was accompanied by turmoil.

"It's just a dead person, the immortals of Heavenly Court could kill you back then, and now what can't I do!"

The soul of this immortal roared, roared angrily, and fought with all its might.

He was ruthless here, a sharp luster spreading from his five fingers, quickly sweeping through the void.

But this is not to launch an attack, but to carve an ancient scripture and an ancient formation here.

These strokes made a large mark in the void, pitch black, connected to an unknown place.

These scratches are all condensed and radiate a brilliant light.

And this immortal soul also took out a small altar, about three feet high, shining throughout, extremely scarlet, covered with ominous and weird runes.

As he chanted, the altar gradually shone brightly, as if he was summoning something here, as if he was condensing some ancient power.

When he finished reciting, the sky darkened, and endless roars rang out in the middle of the world, followed by one red thunderbolt after another, and just like that, they fell sideways into the sky.

And the target of these red lightning attacks is not only the historical projection of the First Emperor, but even he is shrouded in it.

Obviously, the soul of this immortal is desperate, he ignites his soul here, performs an ancient life ritual, carries out an ancient summoning, and faintly, countless figures, all appear around here.

They roared and roared in anger, turning into unimaginable resentments and gathering together.

A golden god and demon were formed, and they rushed towards the First Emperor in front of them.

Seeing this scene, the weasel pupils in the distance contracted, and they were awe-inspiring.

This aura is too powerful, too terrifying, so that his soul is constantly turbulent and disordered here.

Obviously, this move is absolutely terrifying, even if it relies on Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll and the Dingqin Sword, it is absolutely impossible to block it.

And seeing the fluctuations of these souls, the historical projection of the First Emperor, his eyes were obviously indifferent.

"This is the Terran soul that I killed earlier."

"That's right, not only the modern ones, but also the souls before the primeval times were summoned by me, but unfortunately the current creatures are too few and too few, and I have been here for a short time, I haven't collected too much, and most of them have collapsed, otherwise I can definitely kill you here!"

The soul of that immortal roared angrily, and the golden light on his body became more and more brilliant.

With a loud bang, a red whirlwind blew in the sky, and with the spread of this whirlwind, the golden gods and demons became taller and more powerful.

A long sword appeared in his hand, swept across the sky, and stabbed at the First Emperor, emitting waves and thunder, rumbling and deafening.

With a loud bang, in the face of this blow, the historical projection of the First Emperor Yingzheng did not change much, and his calm sword swept out.

The crimson thunder was all broken, and the golden blurred sword was also cut off by him.

Then he swept out with a backhand sword, cutting off the tall golden god and demon on the spot, and his qi and blood collapsed.

"How is that possible! No way, your attack should have reached the limit, and you can still make such a strong shot. ”

"Damn! of gods and demons. Measureless! Infinitude. Endless! ”

"Kill me!"

This immortal soul was completely crazy when he saw this scene, he knew that he couldn't escape at this time, and against each other at this level, once he turned his back to him, he was doomed to a dead end.

Only by fighting here, only by struggling here, and only by exhausting all his energy can he live.

Therefore, the soul of this immortal was completely opened, and his chest emitted a brilliant light, and the soul purification of one green and one green burned here.

Here he completely set himself on fire, the altar that he was madly urging.

One after another gods and demons gradually emerged, each of them was constructed by the souls of tens of millions of human races, full of despair, decay, collapse, and all kinds of negative emotions.

These forces seemed to have an extremely strong ability to restrain the human race, and for a while, the phantom of the First Emperor was actually encircled.

Around him, countless roars, countless Terran souls weeping, all turned into spiritual attacks, everywhere, killing endlessly.

"That's it, keep attacking, and completely engulf him here!"

When the soul of that immortal saw this scene, it immediately burst out laughing, and vaguely saw a glimmer of light.

However, the First Emperor's expression was still flat, he had not attacked before, and the so-called trapping was just nothing.

Seeing these former Terran souls, he was only a little distracted, and for the first time there was a sad look in his eyes.

In the next second, these affections dissipated, and he spoke calmly.

"I will avenge you, my people."

In the next moment, the First Emperor raised the long sword in his hand and swept away.

At this moment, at this moment, the weasel and the soul of that immortal had a premonition at the same time.

The whole world, the whole heavenly dome seemed to press down on him.

At this moment, it was no longer sword qi, nor was it light, and the endless world was squeezing down towards him from all directions, turning this place into an invincible and peerless domain!

There was a loud bang, and all the phantoms in the sky were destroyed in an instant.

All the gods, all the souls, all the human wails dissipated in an instant, and all of them were slashed by the First Emperor with a sword!

He raised his head and swept towards the air, and in an instant, the lightning and black clouds above the nine heavens were all diffuse, and Lang Lang Qiankun reappeared between heaven and earth.

"Nope! How can this be, blood sacrifice to the world, the gods help me, all the show! ”

The soul of this immortal was crazy, and he knew that it was difficult for him to continue to live.

His soul had already dried up, but at this time he actually wanted to disintegrate, burning wildly, wanting to connect his altar with the entire earth, absorbing the human essence on the earth, so as to make this altar powerful.

However, the First Emperor was here, how could he kill humans like this.

Walk forward and kill with a sword.

The infinite great power, carrying thousands of majesty, landed above the world, and the altar that had been passed down for an unknown number of years made a violent sound, and then in the unbelievable gaze of the immortal's soul, there was a clicking sound, and the whole gradually cracked, and suddenly exploded on the heavenly dome.

The soul of that immortal was completely desperate and petrified on the spot. Such a powerful divine weapon, such a powerful magic weapon, was destroyed so easily.

No, this is impossible, he relied on it to survive the power of the ancient reincarnation land of the human race, but now in front of the First Emperor, it is like a crockpot, like a blank piece of paper, it will be broken as soon as it is broken!

This is simply unacceptable!

"Give me death!"

The soul of this immortal was completely desperate.

He shook, the golden wings behind him, and an endless hurricane appeared, but he made this appearance and did not attack, but fled frantically, frantically fled backwards.

He wanted to get out of here, he wanted to get out of here.

But it was clear that all his actions were in vain in front of the First Emperor, and there was nothing to hide from his eyes.

Although it is only an afterimage, it still carries the power of dominating the world.

He stood there, not moving, tapping the fingers of his hand lightly.

In the next second, the Dingqin Sword erupted like a long rainbow through the sun, and endless streamers spread, and these streamers almost transcended time and space!

swept away, and when it passed, a pair of wings that made the soul of this immortal were cut off on the spot.

The soul essence didn't flow like money, and the immortal soul screamed miserably, falling from the sky, wailing on the earth like a terrible ghost.

But before he could act, the First Emperor commanded and pointed downward, and tens of thousands of swords as long as thousands of feet were condensed from the sky, piercing down on the spot, nailing him to the earth.

"What's going on? This can't be, you've been dead for endless years, why are you still so strong! ”

The soul of that immortal, spitting soul essence, was very unwilling, although he was dying, his heart was still full of huge resentment.

After living for so long, for so many years, in the end he actually died at the hands of a dead man!

It's ridiculous, it's so sad!

He once persevered desperately for so long in the land of the Terran Eternal Life, and survived endless tribulations, but in the end, it was like this, and he couldn't accept it!

"It's just a little immortal, how dare you say invincible in front of me?"

"Don't say it's you, even if you come more, it's doomed to a dead end."

"And who said I fell."

This historical projection spoke calmly, which shocked the pupils of everyone present.

Weasels, in particular, are even more awe-inspiring.

What does that mean? Haven't died yet?

The news came so suddenly, so much had happened in the endless years that he had no way of exploring it.

It was just a historical projection, with such great power, if his real body descended on this world, how terrifying would it be?

And the soul of that immortal, after hearing this, also had its pupils constricted, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"No, you can't live until now, you're doomed to die!"

But soon he clenched his fist tightly again, and vaguely guessed something.

"Sure enough, I knew that you didn't die at the beginning, we shouldn't have retreated at the beginning, and continued to teach you to kill thoroughly, but I didn't expect such a scene to happen in the end, I lived for so long, and in the end I still died, I was really unwilling!" The immortal's soul roared, clenching its fists as if intending to deliver the final blow.

However, in the face of all this, he had no chance at all.

The First Emperor swept a sword, and without saying much, he slashed his head on the spot, and then swept with infinite power, causing it to shatter in the void on the spot, turning into blood and mist.

Seeing this scene, the weasel was sluggish, it was too simple and too casual.

The spirit of a legendary immortal. It was also vulnerable in front of the First Emperor.

His heart was full of admiration, this is the real master, this is the real invincible realm powerhouse.

Heaven and earth have regained silence, and the mountains and rivers here have been completely shattered, and although it seems that the battle just now was peaceful, it still affected many surrounding areas.

The First Emperor looked at the phantom in the distance, and calmly did not speak, and the weasel was also apprehensive in his heart, quite unquiet.

Although he had been worshipping for a long time, he was inevitably a little excited when he saw the First Emperor for the first time.

You must know that all the essence power of his life is due to him, and now he really faces it, how should he speak?

After a long time, it was the First Emperor who finally spoke.

"You are very good, although you are not a human race, but you have received a lot of my inheritance, keep working hard, maybe we can meet one day."

The phantom of the First Emperor spoke calmly, with a faint warmth in his tone, and with a finger, an invisible force flowed through it, repairing the wounds in his body.

Seeing this scene, the weasel was extremely excited, what does this symbolize? Is this the first emperor who agrees with him?

He just wanted to speak, but in the next moment, the blurred figure began to shake, and when the time came, he was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

(End of chapter)