"No, it's impossible, I'm a true dragon demon immortal, invincible in the world!"

An angry roar came from Pudu Cihang's mouth.

The earth roared, and the space around them trembled.

A terrifying force erupted from Pudu Cihang's body.

This is the power of the true dragon, and no one in the world can reach it.

The dragon totem still stands, completely unaffected by the power of the true dragon.

However, you can see that Pudu Cihang's body is slowly rising.

Yes, Purdue Cihang is moving his body away from the dragon totem.

The dragon totem can't move, as long as he moves his body out of the other end, he can also get out of trouble.

Once he gets out of trouble, it is absolutely impossible for this dragon totem to nail him again.

'Not good. Seeing this, Zhu Yongqin's face changed greatly.

The ancient totem is an ancient artifact with great power.

Zhu Yongqin also reluctantly urged with the help of the Ming Dynasty's national fortunes.

Now that the national fortune has been consumed too much, it will take time for the national fortune to recover.

In a short period of time, it was no longer possible for Zhu Yongqin to urge the ancient totem again.

"We must do it immediately, and we must not let it get out of trouble." Zhu Yongqin gave his will.

In fact, the four of them didn't need to be ordered, they had already flown in.

Vast swaths of starlight emerged, and bits and pieces of stars flickered and sprinkled away.

A blood-colored sword slashed through the void and slashed at the dragon's body.

A token carries a special power and is attached to the dragon's head.

A hundred-foot-tall faceless giant, waving his fist, carrying the power of hundreds of millions of yun, smashed heavily on Pudu Cihang's body.

The four masters shot together, and as soon as they shot, they were full force.

Such a terrifying attack, how many people in the world can withstand it?

Pudu Cihang is one of them.

The first terrifying attack landed on Pudu's body, but it only made his upward moving body pause for a moment, and then continued to move.

The second, third, and fourth attacks fell, each of which made Pudu's body pause.

That's all.

Their attacks didn't even break the defense.

Pudu Cihang, who wields the power of the true dragon, has surpassed its defensive power.

The powerhouses of the Four Great Paths have only left a few marks on the dragon scales.

For the attack of the four, Pudu Cihang did not pay attention.

He could feel his power passing, if he didn't get rid of the ancient totem quickly, then, even if he was a true dragon demon immortal, he would definitely die here.

It became the merit of the Ming Dynasty and was remembered by future generations.

It is true that he also wants to be remembered by posterity, but he definitely does not want to be remembered by posterity in this way.

After a few breaths, the four great combined path powerhouses had already cast a large number of magical spells.

However, none of them worked.

Even if he used a half-immortal weapon, he only knocked down a few dragon scales, and he was restored in an instant.

The ancient totem itself is not large, only about one zhang high.

However, because of the large size of Pudu Cihang, the ancient totem automatically became larger, thus suppressing Pudu Cihang.

Pudu Cihang had already reached two-thirds of the way at this moment, and in just a few breaths, he could completely get out of trouble from the other end of the totem.

When Zhu Yongqin saw this scene, he was even anxious.

There must be no room for error in his plan.

"Stand down." Zhu Yongqin scolded loudly.

Seeing this, the four immediately nodded and retreated.

The next moment, Zhu Yongqin bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood, which was sprinkled on the polluted jade seal.

The jade seal absorbed the essence and blood of the Ming Emperor, and the filthy place quickly returned to its original state.

Even more powerful than before.

After squirting out this mouthful of essence blood, it could be clearly noticed that Zhu Yongqin's face had become extremely pale, and his body was also shaky.

Obviously, this mouthful of essence blood is about to kill him.

He was just an ordinary mortal, unable to spit out his own blood.

When he bit the tip of his tongue, he used the jade seal to mobilize the weak national fortune and forcibly forced out his essence and blood, so that he fell into weakness.

"Spread my will, the Ming National Teacher Pudu Cihang is a thousand-year-old centipede essence, stealing the Ming National Fortune Dragon, and now, deprive the Ming National Teacher of his identity!"

As the will fell, the jade seal also flew into the air, rose in the wind, and then suppressed it towards Pudu Cihang.

Almost at the moment when the order was given, Pudu Cihang's figure paused, and then continued to move.

He was deprived of his identity as a national teacher of the Ming Dynasty, and he lost part of his luck, but the impact was not great.

However, when the jade seal fell, Pudu Cihang's face changed.

He suddenly discovered that the power of the Ancient Totem had skyrocketed, making him unable to fight against the Jade Seal for a while.

When he recovered, the jade seal, which was an immortal weapon, directly suppressed Pudu Cihang to the bottom.

At this moment, Pudu Cihang's face showed a look of anger and fear.

The deprived luck entered the Ancient Totem, causing the power of the Ancient Totem to explode once in a short period of time.

It was in this way that he hit rock bottom.

It's useless, it's too late.

The power in the body is still passing rapidly, and the power of the true dragon can only last for a dozen breaths at most.

In just a few breaths, it was simply not enough for him to escape from the other end of the ancient totem.

"Haha, I want to practice for thousands of years and become a Ming national teacher, I thought my plan was foolproof."

"But it's just under your control, I'm unwilling, unwilling!!"

A terrifying aura erupted from Pudu Cihang's body.

The earthquake trembled, and huge cracks swept away in all directions, and the dragons above the sky were all shaky.

This made Zhu Yongqin have to urge Long Yuan to retreat some distance.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yongqin and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Pudu Cihang is already a certainty at this moment, as long as Pudu Cihang dies, he can start the next step of the plan, so that they will be immortal.

After a dozen breaths, Pudu Cihang's madness ended.

He slumped to the ground like a dead snake.

The ancient totem is still sucking the power of Pudu Cihang in a steady stream.

Even flesh and blood are being sucked up.

"Terran, good human race, haha, my demon race is really never as good as the human race, not as good as the human race~~!"

Pudu Cihang did not beg for mercy, because he knew that his fate had already come to an end.

After thousands of years of practice, he turned into a dragon with one move and became the strongest in the world.

However, it was a conspiracy of the Ming Emperor that turned his thousands of years of hard work into other people's wedding clothes.

At this moment, there was no anger in his heart, only endless sadness.

Since the disappearance of the real dragon, I don't know how much money there is no real dragon in the world, and now, there is, but it is about to disappear.

At this moment, Wang Xiaohei can also feel the desolation of Pudu Cihang.

However, feeling after feeling, he was still happy to see Pudu Cihang die.

That is to say, he still hasn't figured out what Zhu Yongqin's plan is.

I don't know how long it has been, but with a prompt sound in his mind, Wang Xiaohei was sure that Pudu Cihang was dead.

[Assist in killing the True Dragon Demon Immortal Pudu Cihang, gain ten points of Qi Luck, the current Qi Luck value increases to 98%, and obtain a cultivation enhancement once]

Seeing this, Wang Xiaohei showed a look of surprise on his face.

After mixing up the damage, he actually gained 100% of his luck value, and he also obtained a cultivation enhancement.

He could clearly feel that his cultivation was improving rapidly.

It's only a few breaths, and Xiuwei has already broken through from the early stage of the Demon Emperor to the middle stage of the Demon Emperor.

This is not the end, his cultivation is still improving wildly.

The peak of the middle stage of the Demon Emperor, the late stage of the Demon Emperor, the peak of the late stage.

In a short period of time, Wang Xiaohei's cultivation actually reached the peak of the Demon Emperor from the early stage of the Demon Emperor.

There is only one step left to cross the catastrophe, but Wang Xiaohei can clearly perceive that this step cannot be taken at all.

This world also has limitations, and the highest is the pinnacle.

If you want to go further, you can only find another way like Pudu Cihang.

It is undoubtedly extremely difficult to do this.

Wang Xiaohei reined in his breath even more hidden.

Even if the cultivation broke through, it did not leak the slightest breath.

He really wanted to see what this Ming Emperor was planning.

If he hadn't used his cultivation to exert his bloodline rage before, maybe he would still not be able to cross that step, and there was a high probability that he would not be able to kill Pudu Cihang.

Now that his cultivation has reached the peak of the Demon Emperor, he has the self-confidence, and after he casts his bloodline rage, he will definitely cross that step and have the strength of the demon immortal level.

Coupled with the possession of the immortal weapon Taiyi Floating Dust, he is not afraid of anything in the world, even the ancient totem.

……

On the other side, above the dragon chariot.

Zhu Yongqin also noticed Pudu Cihang's death, and his face became extremely fanatical.

"Wait until you get ready, and then it's time for me to turn the tide of the world."

Zhu Yongqin said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The four of them nodded in unison, their eyes full of excitement.

What they do is for today, just waiting for success, and the future can be expected!

Moreover, the most uncontrollable thing in their plan was actually the step of Pudu Cihang to cross the thunder tribulation.

As long as Pudu Cihang survives the thunderstorm, then their plan will most likely succeed.

With the help of the power of the jade seal, Zhu Yongqin flew down above the ancient totem.

He looked at Pudu Cihang, who only had a skin left below, and his heart was extremely excited.

Pudu Cihang's flesh and blood, his cultivation, and his luck were all absorbed by this ancient totem.

The ancient totem at this moment is in stark contrast to the ancient and old before.

The totem turned golden, with dense runes on it, and a dragon-shaped pattern coiled around the totem.

An inexplicable power emanated from above the totem, and people couldn't help but bow and worship.

Zhu Yongqin landed on the totem, bit his fingers, and began to study above.

The handwriting is somewhat sloppy and barely legible.

Roughly speaking, in the name of the emperor, this ancient totem is used as the dragon totem of the Ming Dynasty, gathering the luck of the world and so on.

When Zhu Yongqin finished writing, he dripped his own blood into the imprint surface of the jade seal of the country.

At this moment, Zhu Yongqin became even weaker.

Even, his feet were a little vague, and he almost fell to the ground.

Zhu Yongqin stabilized his figure and slammed the heirloom jade seal on the ancient totem.

(End of chapter)