Gather the blessed land of the holy mountain.

In the middle of the capital, the ruins of the imperial palace.

within the formation.

Twenty-four out-of-body incarnations continue to become illusory.

In the eyes of ordinary True Xuan Great Monks, I am afraid that I can't see the clues.

But for Yang Zhenhe, a peak great cultivator, he still saw the changes.

It was as if all the power in it had been drained and gathered on one of them.

And the first person, the momentum continued to rise, and it seemed that in an instant, it exceeded the scope of the supreme true mystery.

However, he could see that the real body at the head seemed to be unable to bear it.

"What kind of power is this? Divide and gather, all from the heart?"

Yang Zhenhe is not an ordinary person after all, he immediately understood.

This emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty once gained extremely powerful power, but he couldn't bear such a huge power, so he differentiated into other bodies and refined the incarnation outside his body.

Now, in order to fight him, the emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty has regathered all his strength on himself.

However, it is almost unbearable.

And once it can't bear it, it will explode and disappear.

He who is also confined to this formation will also be affected.

However, such a wave made him slightly injured at most, but could not kill him, the pinnacle of the world.

"Do you think that in this way, you can die with this seat?"

Yang Zhenhe's sword stabbed through the void.

And Zhuang Ming hung the national seal above his head, gathering the power of the Dongsheng Dynasty, which was invisibly stronger.

When I saw him and pointed to the sword, I also clicked it!

He didn't dare to be careless, he used the Supreme Sword Technique of Gathering the Holy Mountain!

A sword opens the ages!

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In the wilderness.

Within the Longwei tribe.

"After all, I overestimated myself. ”

The true dragon opened his eyes, his breath was short, and he almost collapsed the hall.

At the beginning of Jusheng Mountain, he gathered the general trend of the entire Dongzhou, gathered in Jusheng Mountain, and obtained countless blessings from it...... It is also the so-called demon-suppressing merit.

And at that time, he was in danger of not being able to refine and was about to explode and die, so he had an idea and borrowed the technique of Shangyuan Distraction to add the twenty-four phantoms to the blessing of the Gathering Holy Mountain, so as to serve as his external incarnation.

Now facing the peak Great Cultivator of the True Xuan Nine Seals, his only chance to win is to give up these twenty-four out-of-body incarnations and thus gather them all into one.

At that time, it was only the first realm of the true Xuan, so it couldn't carry the merits of ten thousand paths.

But now that he is the sixth realm of the True Xuan, and his foundation is strong, and he is the body of a true dragon, he may be able to bear this ten thousand blessings.

But at this moment, it seems that the ten thousand merits that have gathered the general trend of Dongzhou, with his current cultivation, still can't bear it.

If you can't bear it, the consequences are unimaginable.

——

"Slash!"

Yang Zhen went down with a sword!

Zhuang Ming is losing and retreating.

But Zhuang Ming at this moment is indeed extremely powerful.

Although he did not condense the sixth seal of the True Xuan, he still had the power of the Absolute True Xuan.

So Yang Zhenhe failed to kill him.

Moreover, this lord of the Yantian Immortal Sect was good at observing, and he actually found that the emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty was almost overpowered by the incomparably powerful power, but he was using his sword to suppress the power that could not be refined.

Every time he unleashed his sword, he was suppressing the forces that were about to collapse for the other party.

"Either kill him with a sword, or if you can't kill him, you're just helping him. ”

Yang Zhenhe's heart suddenly became clear, but his sword had to be released.

Moreover, even with the help of his sword, Zhuang Ming's strength is still rising, and he can't restrain himself, and he will inevitably fall into the end of self-collapse.

But seeing that the emperor of the Dongsheng Dynasty is extremely powerful, but in the midst of his strength, he has begun to lose control, not to be suppressed by his own thoughts, and is always on the verge of shattering.

"Even if I don't kill you, you won't survive. ”

Yang Zhenhe shook his head slightly, with a hint of regret, and asked, "Today you are going to fall, and I don't know which true disciple you are in the Gathering Holy Mountain?"

Zhuang Ming didn't respond, his eyes were cold, he stretched out his hand up, took off the national seal, and shouted: "Gather thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the people's hearts, and the thoughts of all living beings, add to me!"

Yang Zhenhe showed a different color, but in the Jusheng Mountain, he didn't have much perception of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

It's just that he has some doubts in his heart, the current Dongsheng Emperor is almost defeated by a huge force, and he dares to gather the power of the dynasty again?

This junior is not afraid to die faster?

——

All parties of the Dongsheng Dynasty.

The sky is changing, and people's hearts are panicking.

But fortunately, Zhuang Ming had already prepared and imprisoned the remaining power of the fighting method in the palace, which did not affect all parties in the capital and all parts of the dynasty.

Therefore, although the people in various places are in turmoil, order is still there.

"Have you noticed?" Chen Feiyun flew all the way, noticing something strange.

"The little junior brother has been prepared for a long time. Zheng Shangyuan nodded suddenly.

"We are also part of the Dongsheng dynasty. Chen Feiyun said in a deep voice.

In this way, we can help him in this way. Zheng Shangyuan said so.

"Your Majesty was not crushed in an instant, this is the time. Chen Feiyun said: "Your Majesty's news has been passed down through mortal methods, and it is difficult to spread to all directions in an instant, but you and I can ......."

"You go south, I go north. Zheng Shangyuan said: "Within thirty breaths, the mana is implicated, and the voice of the Dongsheng Dynasty is spread. ”

"Okay!" Chen Feiyun said: "The emperor's merits, all of us are united, and we can help Your Majesty!"

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Within the palace formation.

Zhuang Ming gathers the general trend of mountains and rivers, the desire of the people, and invisibly, so that his own strength has been raised to a higher level.

And he gave up the incarnation outside his body and combined all the demon-suppressing merits into himself, which also made him extremely powerful.

But such a powerful force cannot be controlled.

"Looks like you're going to die. ”

Yang Zhenhe's sword pointed at Zhuang Ming's eyebrows.

And Zhuang Ming's expression was very flat, although he couldn't suppress it, his tone was still calm.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you besides the disciples of the Gathering Holy Mountain?"

"I am in the Gathering Holy Mountain, ranking thirteen. ”

"You're Zhuang Ming?"

Yang Zhenhe was suddenly shocked, and he was stunned to the extreme.

Zhuang Ming gasped and said: "You came here for me, and it is impossible to see me die......

Yang Zhenhe's face changed.

And at this moment, Zhuang Ming's momentum exploded.

At this time, he couldn't control the merits of suppressing demons, and he couldn't control the general trend of gathering the people's hearts in the Holy Mountain, so he collapsed.

In the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhenhe didn't have time to think about it, let go of the magic sword, and pressed it with both hands.

The shattered breath was immediately closed in the middle of it.

Without waiting for Yang Zhenhe to breathe a sigh of relief.

but saw the breath of brokenness.

There was an incomparably powerful sword aura.

The sword qi pierces through the void!

A sword opens the ages!