"It's almost, it's probably time, and this is just a projection of history after all, not the real self." The phantom of the First Emperor spoke calmly.

"It won't be long before I'm gone here."

"Your Majesty."

Looking at this vague shadow, the weasel didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly told them what had happened in the past few days, and informed him of the many news that had recently happened in the ruins of the First Emperor.

"Well, it's all similar to what I planned, but I didn't expect that these relics left behind at the beginning would still have so many effects." The phantom of the First Emperor smiled and spoke, his tone a little nostalgic.

"Your Majesty, did you deliberately leave these things behind?" The weasel asked, asking the biggest question in his mind, a question that had puzzled him for too long.

"Yes, of course, it was expected, but it was not for the future, but for the crisis of the primeval era." The First Emperor doesn't explain too much here.

"After Your Majesty disappears, will you reappear?"

The First Emperor nodded slightly, looking at the starry sky in the distance: "I have a hunch that my entity still exists. ”

At this moment, the First Emperor's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he suddenly looked into the distance.

"Another bug has appeared, but unfortunately I don't have much time."

The historical projection of the First Emperor spoke with a sigh, and he seemed to want to make a move, but the ripples on his body continued to flow, and finally slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.

And at this moment, the moment the emperor's phantom disappeared, a terrifying aura descended here.

"It's a pity, if I had come a few steps earlier, I'm afraid I would have suffered a lot."

An ancient figure appeared.

His body was very similar to that of the Terrans, and when he first walked in the void, he was far, far away from this place, but he only walked a few steps to this area.

Behind him, the runes were dazzling, and there was a round of black skylight, which was a sun, constantly emitting dazzling light, shining him with a demonic aura.

The weasel's pupils contracted, and his heart was awe-inspiring, and another god actually appeared here.

"What's that look on your face? Can I not detect such a large fluctuation? If you don't come, it will be abnormal. ”

The immortal's soul, speaking calmly, looked at the area, his wrist twisted, and the river of time seemed to gradually emerge in his hand.

He wanted to see this place, he wanted to see this place

But soon, as soon as it arrived, the sharp lightning rose from the long river of time and space, and slashed directly towards the immortal's soul.

"It's overbearing."

The immortal soul twisted in shape, but it couldn't dodge, and it was shattered by this sword light on the spot.

Soon, though, his voice was loud again.

Another vague immortal spirit also arrived, exactly like the previous one.

"It's just a historical projection, and it still has this power, and it looks like this crumb may not really be dead."

The immortal soul spoke calmly, and then he turned his head to look at the other side.

"It's really pitiful, it ends here, the immortals of the ancient era will end up like this, dying under a mechanical projection, presumably it must be blind to death."

The phantom of this immortal's soul is almost no different from a normal person, his body looks very textured, not like a soul at all, and there is faintly flesh and blood growing and moisturizing.

It is clear that we are only one step away from completely returning to this world.

"You've already arrived, but you're here to watch your companion die? Not even aid. ”

The weasel looked at the question calmly, and the soul of the immortal did not have too many changes in expression, but just spoke plainly.

"Why should I save him? The world is so wonderful, wouldn't it be a good thing for me to have one less immortal? And the damage of that historical projection is not low, if I get closer, most of the time I will die, can't I watch from afar. ”

The soul of this immortal, speaking so calmly, seemed to have a faint sense of schadenfreude.

"Especially this guy related to Buddhism, he is sanctimonious on weekdays, but in fact, he likes to be cold and arrogant the most, and he may attack me at any time, and it is better to die early."

"Since you have already arrived, most of you have already heard it, there are only two souls of the seven immortals left so far, you are standing here so calmly, are you really not worried?"

The weasel asked in a cold voice here.

"What's there to worry about, their death is just careless, well, of course, there is also some force majeure, but now there is no danger, and there are only one or two immortals on the entire earth, wouldn't it be better, if you really get some kind of creation, maybe one day I will be stronger than before."

The immortal soul smiled calmly and looked at the weasel.

This time it's different from before.,I don't know what kind of changes have happened in the whole human world.,All those powerful existences have disappeared.,The original world actually returned to the original era.,All kinds of auras are coming back.,All kinds of treasures are emerging.,At this time, if you get something.,It's definitely going to make him rise quickly.。

"I see that your talent is good, I may be able to spare your life by offering the treasures on my body, to be honest, I am not as murderous as the previous souls, in a sense, I am a pacifist."

The soul of this immortal smiled and spoke, very elegant, and the image was dazzling, like a handsome and beautiful man, giving people a sense of closeness.

But the weasel knew that this certainly could not be his true appearance, and if he was a pacifist, the First Emperor could not have suppressed him for so long in the ruins.

And the weasel felt an unimaginably thick bloody aura on his body, and he must have killed an unknown number of lives.

The weasel was extremely cautious, holding the Dingqin sword in his hand, and the picture scroll of Nuwa Niangniang behind him rattled, like a ball of light emerged, shrouded in it, guarding him to the death.

"It's a pity, to be honest, I don't want to cause a killing for no reason, but your treasure is too precious, can you borrow me for a while."

The soul of this immortal said with a grin, but in the air, one seed after another gradually landed, it was one black lotus flower after another, they continued to take root in the void, constantly spreading in the void, the black roots came in an instant, covering the entire high sky, and even bound the entire area of space in it.

"Don't you say you're a pacifist? Why are you still so cautious? Are you trying to do something to me? ”

The weasel looked very solemn and did not make a random move.

Because he has a hunch that this battle is extremely difficult, and the soul of this immortal, to be honest, is weaker than the few he encountered before, relying on all kinds of magic weapons and abilities, it may be able to fight with it.

"You can say that, but the main thing is that I'm afraid that you will run, after all, your previous speed was not ordinary, and even he was a little bit unable to catch up."

The soul of this immortal smiled and spoke, his hands clasped in his sleeves, standing on top of the black lotus, looking down at the weasel, his expression quite calm.

And the weasel is also constantly moving, and one after another the roots of the multicolored lotus flower are stabbing towards him.

He kept dodging, kept leaving, and quietly increased the power of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll a lot.

Seeing this scene, the soul of that immortal also knew that it was useless to speak, he smiled calmly, stretched out a big hand, and there were all kinds of lotus runes between the palms, manifesting infinite streamers.

When he waited for him to shoot into the distance, the black mist was monstrous, not like an immortal at all, but like a giant palm of a demon clan, descending from the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

This breath was terrifying, and the weasel did not confront it head-on, but moved sideways, dodging this big hand.

In the void, one after another golden lotus flowers continued to grow, black light covered the entire world, as these seeds continued to spread, the lotus continued to grow, this place was completely submerged, and the weasel was vaguely trapped in it.

Taking a deep breath, the weasel's body suddenly became brilliant, and its body glowed, turning into the appearance of a unicorn, extremely brilliant.

With the injection of Nuwa Niangniang's soul power, he emerged with a strong breath of life.

At this moment, at this moment, the weasel entered the realm of the immortals in half a step, and it became powerful in an instant.

"It's just a waste of the old dead, and I really think that no one in the world today can have you alone."

The weasel spoke solemnly, every pore on his body was spraying a thin and bright divine light, and every hair began to become crystal clear, as if it contained endless power.

"Using the power of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, it's a pity to put this kind of treasure in your hands, give her to me."

I have to say that the soul temperament of this immortal is really strong, even if he sees the strength of the weasel become stronger, there are not too many fluctuations.

"Don't do any more indifferent struggles, in the final analysis, it's just that with the help of the side door, you have advanced to the realm of half of the immortals, how the pearl of rice grains competes with Haoyue for glory, after all, it is beyond your strength."

The spirit of this immortal spoke like this, and waved its sleeves.

In an instant, the wind surged, the hurricane condensed, and endless streamers spread out here, and the black lotus flower boiling ripples turned into a giant palm, and it grabbed towards the weasel at once.

There was a loud bang, and in the face of this blow, the weasel could no longer dodge.

He promoted the ancient magic spell, with the help of the power of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, with the help of the Dingqin Sword in his hand to soar a dazzling fire, endless light rushed into the sky, the majestic divine power shattered the sky, a sword swept through, and the huge palm was shattered on the spot.

And the power of this light was undiminished, and it cut off his palm at once, leaving it dripping with blood.

The change in this scene made the immortal's soul shrink its pupils significantly, and it was surprised.

What's going on? The other party is just a half-step immortal realm existence, and he can actually cause harm to him!

"It's because of those two treasures, and sure enough, you still can't underestimate the waste of these races."

The soul of this immortal put away his playful expression and stood high in the sky.

And the weasel on the opposite side entered a state of eruption at this time, and in an instant, the fluctuations on his body boiled to the extreme.

This move was not over, after cutting off the palm of the immortal's soul, he suddenly roared, the unicorn luster boiled, carrying the streamer, and the endless law appeared with the long sword in his hand, and rushed into the distance.

And beside him, Nuwa Niangniang's flower scroll, Taigu's finger bones, and all kinds of magic weapons of the First Emperor all emerged, blasting forward, dazzling and bright.

This is one of the weasel's most hole cards, and he wants to kill the soul of this immortal in an instant here, and surprise is the most precious means.

Previously, when he fought against the previous current soul, he fled all the way, and in fact, he was afraid that the immortal soul would follow them.

This method can only be used once, and it is absolutely impossible to do it until the last resort, and now he knows, like this is the time.

There was a loud bang, and the attack of this scene was too sudden.

That immortal soul never thought that it was just a golden pill creature that would be able to burst out with such a terrifying attack.

Although its reaction is fast, although it is rapidly regressing, how can it really outrun these magic weapons of the First Emperor of the primeval era.

Their strength was already strong, and they were even faster with the blessing of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, especially the Dingqin Sword, which had already broken out once before.

Now under the historical projection of the First Emperor, there is still a bit of power attached to it, like a meteor, tearing through the sky and exploding.

This power was too terrifying, that immortal soul couldn't dodge, with a roar, brilliant runes appeared, and countless black lotus flowers grew around him, and the direction of the crazy spread was overwhelming, wanting to block the weasel's attack.

Obviously, this level of attack, even if he is a little unable to support it.

Seeing this scene, the weasel understood that the timing was absolutely good, his eyes were shining, and the Nuwa Niangniang behind him was making a noise.

In an instant, it gave birth to the power that Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll could push to the extreme, with a brilliant breath of life, turning into the most golden luster, making his entire body exude a great light.

Then he stretched out a hand, five claws forcefully, grabbed Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll and swept away wildly, destroying all the countless black lotus flowers in the distance!

(End of chapter)