"Ximentian, you ......" King Luan's divine sense swept away, but he found that the cultivation of the white-clothed young man in front of him was already unfathomable.

"Ahem. Ximen Tian coughed lightly and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood that had accumulated in his chest.

"Thank you for your hard work, and then leave it to me. He glanced at the tragic scene of the Qingluan Holy Realm, and his gaze was forced to look at the emperor.

"King Luan, you make the Terran strong again, and you don't want to have a good life!" the true dragon whirled, its fiery breath scorching the air. Its eyes were already full of jealousy.

King Luan don't look around, and heal the people of the Qingluan clan one by one.

"Emperor, you have done a lot of evil, do you remember what I said?" Ximen Tian nodded his forehead, and the silver-white fairy pattern derived a pale golden lace.

Looking at Ximen Tian's eyes like lightning, the yin and yang swords in the sea stabbed out, and the divine light pointed directly at the real dragon.

"You can't help it!" the emperor roared, and with a swing of his tail, the powerful supernatural power smashed his head and face at the small white-clothed youth.

The space of the Eight Desolations Realm could not withstand such a force, and began to collapse rapidly, and the huge void space appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"What the hell is going on there?" Countless creatures panicked, and the ground trembled violently, making them feel like an apocalyptic crisis.

Two huge dragon shadows entrenched on both sides of Kunlun Mountain, beginning to collide with pure power. Everywhere he passed, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the sun and moon had no light, the stars fell, and the rivers were exhausted.

One blow, the world is shaken, one blow, the huge waves of the Tianjiang River are monstrous, one blow, the palace is shattered, one blow, the gods and ghosts are shocked!

"This sword is what I stabbed for my ancestors!" Ximen Tianjian rose three thousand zhang, and the blade was like an axe to open the sky, smashing the dragon scales on the emperor's tail.

The true dragon roared angrily and pounced on the tiny white-clothed youth, the space around him locked, intending to swallow it in one gulp.

But Ximen Tian is no longer the Ximen Tian he used to be, and now he has the main dragon vein, and he is even better than the human emperor back then. He easily tore the space apart and threw the Yin and Yang swords violently.

The combination of the two swords also turned into a black and white dragon, and the power of the dragon vein smashed the emperor's eyes, and its edge was indestructible. It's a pity that the dignified emperor was blinded by a blow and rolled violently in the air!

"This sword is the one I stabbed for the people of the world. Ximen Tian appeared in front of the emperor, pulled out his twin swords, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"You deceive the world, mutilate living beings, and use the world as a pawn to satisfy your own selfish interests, don't you know it?" A cold voice came from above the true dragon, and this time, Ximen Tian's hand grabbed the dragon's horn.

The emperor's soul is all rising, and the secret art of the dragon clan bursts out from the dragon's horn. It didn't know that Ximen Tian was already familiar with this secret codex, so how could he be afraid of this basic secret art?

"This sword, breaking the dragon horn, is for the leader of my human race, Qingyang Mu Nan!" Ximen Tian remembered the moment when Qingyang helped him again and again, and the moment when Mu Nan handed over the main dragon vein to him and resolutely turned around, he couldn't help but be furious, swung a sword, and cut off the dragon horn.

"Hahaha, you can't kill me at all!" the emperor hurriedly turned into a human form and stumbled down into the clouds.

Even though it was already covered in wounds, he still thought that Ximen Tian was the human emperor back then, and even if he had the main dragon vein, he still couldn't kill it. Because it also has the main dragon vein!

"Really?" Ximen Tian sneered, and the green tendons on his sword-holding hand burst out.

"No matter how strong you are, you're just a member of the Eight Desolations. Even if you are an immortal, what if you fail to cross the tribulation, you will not end up with the human emperor in the end?" As soon as the emperor's words fell, he was unprepared and was slapped away by Ximen Tian.

Its golden mask shattered and turned into dust and sprinkled in the air, revealing a glittering sparkle.

"You can't kill me, how can you avenge your fellow Daoists?" Although the emperor couldn't see it, it was still relying on the power of the dragon veins around it to constantly resist Ximen Tian.

The ones just now haven't hurt it to the core. It is a real dragon, an existence at the same level as immortals and demons, and it has the Dragon Emperor's relict vein to protect the body, how can it die so easily?

"Jean. Ximen Tian suddenly fell silent, and did not attack the emperor again for a while.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell into a strange silence, as if there were no living beings at all. Even the sound of the wind and the sound of the water is gone. The emperor was also stunned, and tilted his ears to explore Ximentian's movements.

Jean. Ximen Tian said silently again, and Su Qin's appearance was engraved in his mind.

The young man in white seemed to have been poked in the sore spot, and all the memories of the past were recalled. In her memory, her smile and flick between her fingers flowed into Ximentian's heart like a stream.

"What's going on. The foreboding in the emperor's heart was raised to the extreme in an instant, and it coincided with the premonition when the pillar of light descended from the sky.

It's the calm before the storm.

The Emperor's breathing became more and more difficult, and it seemed to feel that the aura of this heaven and earth had been forcibly extracted, and even its main dragon vein was faintly out of its body!

The spirit of the Yin Sword and the Yang Sword suddenly emitted a mournful roar, and the aura, immortal energy, and dragon energy converged at the same time, all of which were infused into their sword bodies.

"Do you know what I called the trick of respecting and injuring the demon of the fairy world back then?" Ximen Tian's eyes are like twilight, in the middle position, Taiyin is on the left, the sun is on the right, and the twenty-eight stars are arranged in order!

"You, this can't be!" the emperor's face had long since lost his invincible look, and now all that remained was infinite fear of the unknown power.

At this moment, the time and space of the Eight Desolations are truly frozen! This form is the Dragon Fist!

The twin swords turned into divine dragons and collided with the emperor's body, and a huge white light illuminated the entire Eight Desolations Realm like day.

All the evil killings turned into nothingness under the shroud of white light, and disappeared into this piece of heaven and earth. And all living beings, whether crippled or dying, gradually regained their vitality under the light of white light.

"Wake up, don't sleep!" an immortal cultivator of the Immortal Sect pushed the disciple of the Demon Sect who was locked in a cage.

"Let me sleep a little longer, anyway...... Wait, I'm actually fine!" The Demon Sect disciple was sleepy-eyed, and suddenly jumped up as if he had seen a ghost and touched his face.

"My injuries are healed?"

"I'm not dead?"

"What about the evil killings?"

This is the biggest question of the countless beings who survived the Holocaust.

"What's the center of the white light?" someone asked, but no one could see what was in the white light, and perhaps some creatures guessed it.

"Look, it's snowing!" was followed by countless cheers.

"Is it all over?" Ximen Tian looked up at the sky and saw snowflakes falling like elves. His eyes suddenly became a little wet, and he didn't know if it was melting snow or tears.

"Daddy......" Xu Lanhui muttered, and the surprised sword flew and swooped towards the center of the white light.