Chapter 666: The Last Choice

The iron spear was drawn inch by inch from the abdomen of the Holy Queen of the Heavenly Sea, like a new bamboo shoot in the mud in the forest after the rain, but it was not water droplets, it was blood water, and the phoenix blood wet the iron spear, wet her hands, and fell on the stone slab at the top of the peak, blazing, like a holy fire.

In the firelight, her figure was particularly clear, and the black hair and phoenix wings dancing wildly behind her were lined with extremely darkness.

The violent and angry phoenix roar, which was almost crazy, spread from the peak of the Heavenly Book Tomb to all parts of the world, and in just an instant, it enveloped the entire Kyoto. Many cultivators with a slightly lower realm were directly stunned, and some of the people who were closer even exploded and died, turning into fluffy blood flowers.

The iron spear was finally completely pulled out and held in the hand of the Heavenly Sea Holy Queen.

She was covered in blood and stood on the top of the Tianshu Mausoleum, crumbling.

The night sky was cloudless, but suddenly some raindrops fell on her beautiful face.

It seemed that the next moment, she would fall, but in the end she did not.

With a click, lightning fell, illuminating the peak of Tianshuling, driving away those raindrops, and showing the picture of the peak to everyone.

Along with the lightning fell iron spears.

The Frost Remnant Divine Spear landed on the top of the Heavenly Book Tomb, still firmly held by her in her left hand.

The mountain shook violently for a moment.

She waved her right hand and smashed the Tianshu Tablet into the night in front of the Tianshu Mausoleum.

The night seemed to be nothing, and the Zhaoqing Monument broke through the sky, and actually slammed into a passage in the night sky, and came to the ruins of the southern city a few miles away.

The green leaf on the Heavenly Book Tablet was then shattered, scattered into countless strands, and wound towards the Pope.

The Pope stretched out his hand and picked up the pot of green leaves in the night sky and placed it in front of him.

Quietly, the clear light suddenly appeared and disappeared, and the Zhaoqing Monument disappeared and returned to his position in the Tianshu Tomb.

The green leaves were truly gone, and there were only three leaves left in the pot.

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The body, Dao, and soul of the Tianhai Saint were all severely damaged, and the last trace of vitality was no longer there, and it was about to disappear in the sea of stars.

This is something that everyone has confirmed, but people have also confirmed that after Emperor Taizong, the true ruler of this continent, the great man whose traces of the history of the human race will never be able to erase his traces, the Holy Queen Niangniang will definitely not die quietly, which is not in line with her temperament.

Before she dies and returns to the sea of stars, no one knows what kind of crazy actions she will make, and what things will be destroyed with her.

The Holy Queen of the Heavenly Sea stood on the top of the peak, looking at the world condescendingly, with an indifferent expression, covered in blood, as if a god and a devil.

The whole world began to fear in advance.

The lotus sea is rippling, and the lotus flowers are in full bloom, surrounding the infinite blue.

After doing these things, the other kind of red propped up his seriously injured body and stopped in front of Mao Qiuyu.

Mu Jiu Shi had long since disappeared, and those elders of various family sects hid deeper into the night again, not daring to meet the gaze of the Heavenly Sea Holy Queen at all. People are waiting for the last moment to come, but they also know that the final blow before the death of the Holy Queen Niangniang should be left to those who are really big, not to themselves.

The Holy Queen of Tianhai looked at Luoyang City.

The night before the Taoist Temple suddenly shattered, and the fog phoenix also shattered suddenly, turning into countless spatial cracks, surging towards the Daoist people.

Ji Daoren's expression suddenly froze, several strange and incomprehensible syllables burst out from between his lips, and a wooden sword broke through the air from the ruins of the Taoist temple, turning into a bright streamer, seemingly indiscriminately slashing down in the night, and at the same time, his figure blurred, and fled farther away.

Countless strands of blood were sprinkled in the night sky of Luoyang City, looking like a blood line more than ten miles long.

The Ji Daoist broke through the night sky and landed in the street, covered in wounds and blood everywhere.

The last volume of the Three Thousand Daozang, praised with the dragon language, and slashed it with the natal wooden sword, he still couldn't resist the Dao of the Heavenly Sea Holy Queen, but he still survived after all.

The Holy Empress of Tianhai no longer paid attention to Luoyang, and retracted her gaze to look at an unnamed street in the southern city of Kyoto.

His Majesty was now standing in the streets, in the water, between the collapsed houses and the bodies.

His Majesty the Pope looked at the peak of the Tianshu Mausoleum, looking at the world that had been plagued by disasters tonight, and his old face was full of compassion.

The whole world was extremely quiet, waiting for the final battle between these two saints.

Suddenly, the Pope put down the pot of green leaves in his hand.

Exclamations sounded everywhere in the night, followed by the sound of breaking the sky, and countless powerhouses who left the palace, ignoring the sight of the Tianhai Holy Queen, rushed desperately towards this place.

Because it is clear that the Pope is ready to let go.

His Majesty the Pope is ready to leave this world with the Holy Queen of the Heavenly Sea and return to the Sea of Stars!

Time seems to pass slowly, but in fact it is normal.

Nothing happened.

The world is still quiet.

The pot of green leaves drifted slowly in the stagnant water full of corpses and masonry.

At the peak of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, the corners of the Heavenly Sea Holy Queen's lips curled slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

She was laughing at her former companion.

It's really boring.

Shall I do as you please?

The god of sweat will stand at the end of the Shinto, looking at the peak, the emotions in his eyes are a little complicated.

His Majesty the Pope put aside the pot of green leaves, but the Holy Queen did not make a move on him.

But even if she can really put down that lunch box, Niangniang won't let herself go, right?

Those intricate emotions were fleeting, and Khan Qing really calmed down, waiting for the moment when the iron spear penetrated his body.

Suddenly, the starlight on the top of the Tianshu Mausoleum Peak dispersed.

A straight passage appeared in the night sky, and immediately after, the sound of gunfire sounded like wind and thunder!

The Celestial Sea Saint Queen waved her sleeves, and the Frost Remnant Divine Spear pierced the night like lightning, flying towards somewhere in Kyoto.

She didn't even look at Han Qing, this kind of ignorance was her true mood and attitude at this time.

The Frost Remnant Divine Spear returned to the place where it was supposed to stay, the Great Zhou Palace.

In the distance, an extremely heavy crash sounded in Kyoto, followed by the sound of buildings collapsing.

Seeing that he was building a tall building, he built that building.

Seeing that his building is collapsing, I will destroy your building.

The building crumbled from the top of the platform, fell to the ground, and smashed to pieces.

The most famous building in Kyoto for hundreds of years, the Lingyan Pavilion, the most emblematic of the Great Zhou Dynasty, disappeared in this way.

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The torrential rain in Chenggong Ridge is still falling, and the rain is full of corpses. The sixth god of the mainland, the Heavenly Hammer, is the most loyal subordinate of the Holy Queen Niangniang, and the Hanzhou military government led by him is the most powerful in the Northern Army of the Great Zhou, although it was suddenly ambushed tonight, the resistance was the most fierce, and the casualties were the most heavy.

Chen Guansong, the dean of the Star Picking Academy, looked at the body of the Heavenly Hammer Divine General with round eyes, his face was slightly pale, and there was a hint of apology in his eyes. Tonight, if it weren't for the success of his sneak attack on Tianmao with the strong men of the military and the Tianhai family as his mentor, it would have been impossible to stop the footsteps of the army of the Hanzhou Military Government.

"As a teacher, you will definitely fulfill your will and lead the army into the old city of snow, so the heavenly hammer...... Just keep a blind eye. ”

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the rainy night.

"Do you think you have what it takes?"