The representatives of the three sects and hundreds of schools in Luofeng City were all there, but except for Yun Yizi and the three of them, none of them took action to resist the power of the sky for the people in the city.

One by one, they stretched their necks, waiting for the white-clothed figure in the sky, stained with blood and falling.

"The momentum of this sword is intensifying!"

Someone outside the city sang loudly, and in an instant, the sword intent rushed straight to the Doufu, and the sword momentum was natural, condensing into a hundred-zhang sword shadow, hanging in the air and stopping.

"Noise. ”

The Empress Yinlin snorted coldly, raised her hand and shook it at the sword shadow!

The sword shadow of Baizhang was pinched into wisps of broken sword qi by an invisible big hand in an instant, and quickly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Qiang Qiang –

There was a phoenix roaring, and I saw a figure bathed in flames, carrying a gun and sweeping towards the Yinlin Empress.

The spear was like fire, turning into an eight-zhang fire phoenix phantom, wrapped in an indomitable gun intent, and approached the eyebrows of the silver empress.

But at this moment, a long howl came from the silver giant city, and a silver-armored young general also rushed out with a gun and stopped in front of the fire phoenix phantom.

"Just the fire phoenix is crying, and I also want to hurt Your Majesty, let's pass my level first!"

The silver-armored young general raised his spear to swallow it, and there was a hidden tengu barking.

In an instant, I saw a huge blood-red tengu suddenly condense, and swallowed the Fire Phoenix Phantom into his mouth in one bite.

Qiang Qiang –

The fire phoenix screamed twice and disappeared into the abyssal mouth of the tengu.

Lin Tianyun retreated and hovered in mid-air: "Good marksmanship, Lie Ming Royal Cat, please advise!"

"Silver Landing City, Dead Star!"

The silver-armored young general reported himself to his home and shot again.

Empress Yinlin didn't care about the fight on the side, and looked at Wu Wang coldly: "You, the head of the demons, really don't care about the people under this city?"

Wu Wang said indifferently: "I am not a saint, and I can't guard them for thousands of years." ”

After that, he glanced at Yun Yizi, who was struggling to support him in Luofeng City, and a smile appeared on his face: "I am about to die, but there are successors." ”

Empress Yinlin also glanced at Yun Yizi, but she didn't bother to make a move on him. just praised: "I can't imagine that Confucianism still has decent gentlemen today." ”

After speaking, the power that pressed towards Luofeng City disappeared in an instant.

Yun Yizi's pressure dropped sharply, he didn't come back to his senses for a while, and sat on the ground with his buttocks. His face was pale, and he gasped for air.

Biaozi walked quickly, and he didn't know where to take out a four-foot-long green onion and stuffed it to Yun Yizi: "Come, take two bites slowly." ”

Yun Yizi's eyes widened, and he was clearly saying: Are you kidding me?

Zhou Changting also retracted his Haoran Qi at this time, and explained: "Eat it, it's an elixir he planted himself, which can restore some vitality." ”

It was the first time that Yun Yizi had heard that the elixir also included green onions.

However, I am indeed a little weak now, so I can only pick up the green onion and nibble on it. The taste is crisp, juicy and sweet, and the spicy taste is slightly light, and the taste is unexpectedly good.

Seeing this, Biaozi took out a stack of burritos and a plate of sauce: "It's more fragrant with this." ”

"Really? I'll have to taste it. Yun Yizi was quite moved.

Zhou Changting couldn't help but remind: "Our enemy is now, be serious, those who don't know think you're having a picnic." ”

Yun Yizi took a few bites of the burritos made by Biaozi, and his face was a lot ruddy. After recovering some vitality, Yun Yizi asked, "Zhou Jun, the three sects and hundreds of schools are gathered in the city, why are we the only ones who can resist the power?"

Zhou Changting smiled bitterly: "Most of them are retaining their strength, waiting for the moment when Wu Wang's predecessor will fall." ”

Yun Yizi stood up and looked up at Wu Wang.

"In that case, let you die. ”

The Empress Yinlin shouted softly, raising her hand to summon a blood-colored spear.

"Kill!"

The moment the blood-colored spear appeared, it was accompanied by the sound of killing shouts, overwhelming, and the sound shook thousands of miles, as if there were thousands of troops and horses shouting in unison, murderous, and heard the sound of war drums, the sound was like thunder, rolling and spreading.

【Divine Soldier Spectrum: Rahu Demon Spear】

[Affiliation: Yinlin Empress (Demon Ancestor Rahu, Swallowing the Sky Disaster)]

[Comment: You don't want to be shot by it.] 】

In the face of this demonic flame and majestic Rahu magic spear, Wu Wang calmly opened his hands to welcome his last death.

Empress Yinlin stabbed the spear out and pierced it straight through Wu Wang's chest.

The shouts of killing suddenly stopped, and the heavens and the earth fell silent.

"Farewell, my old friend. ”

Empress Yinlin withdrew the magic spear, looked at Wu Wang's dissipating figure, sighed, and reached out to grab his heavenly soul. This is Wu Wang's primordial spirit, and it is also the key to unlocking the seventh year.

In the same way, the three religions paid her in advance.

Wu Wang has gone through three deaths and three eliminations, and today he has finally died.

In Luofeng City, at the moment when Wu Wangshen fell, Yun Yizi once again entered the mysterious selfless state that he had in Xishi before.

The Chronicles of the Ten Thousand Worlds turned into a drawing board, and the aura condensed into white hair.

In one stroke, he faithfully recorded the scene in Wu Wang's chest penetrated by Rahu's magic spear.

[Major event record: The death of Wu Wang (Yunlang/???)]

[Event protagonist: Wu Wang (Yunlang/???)]

[Recorder: Yun Yizi]

There was an echo of the Heavenly Dao in the underworld, a pillar of merit that only Yun Yizi himself could see, descending from the sky, and all of them were submerged into the gentleman's mark at the center of his eyebrows.

Yun Yizi's eyes did not change, but he could feel that there were a few slight noises from the Ten Thousand Worlds Chronicle, as if there was some restriction that was untied at this moment.

When he came back to his senses, in the Ten Thousand Worlds Chronicles, in addition to [Wu Wang's Death], there were three more paintings.

The first painting is called "The First Immortal in the Mortal World": it depicts a white-robed Confucian student, floating in the air, with his back to the common people.

The moment he saw the first painting, Yun Yizi had another note in his mind from the Chronicles of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

【The First Immortal in the Mortal World】

[Note: This is the recognition of the first immortal in the mortal world to you, leaving a wisp of divine thought, which can be seen in its portrait and self-understanding of the wonderful law. 】

The second painting is called "Floating Life Catalogue (2)", and in the portrait, he appears half-kneeling on the ground, struggling to resist the power of the silver giant city, and there are all kinds of monks, standing all over Luofeng City, indifferently watching.

This painting, without notes, does not know what it does.

The third painting is called "The Empress of Yinlin", and the picture records a glance back of the Empress Yinlin, and her eyes are not angry and arrogant, which makes people dare not look directly.

【Silver Empress】

[Note: This is the recognition of the Empress Yinlin to you, there is nothing else left, you can hang it on the wall as an ornament, but it is strange and good-looking, suck it.] 】

When Yun Yizi saw the note, he couldn't help but think of Yun Guizi's obscene face, and he always felt that this note was written by Yun Guizi.

Wu Wangshen fell, the Empress Yinlin received the Heavenly Soul, and she didn't stay anymore, and with a wave of her hand, the sky cracked again, and the silver giant city slowly sank into it.

"Mourning Star, gone. ”

The Empress Yinlin greeted her, and she also left the world with the silver giant city.

Ding——

The bodies of Mourning Star and Lin Tianyun were staggered, and the two of them had their own injuries, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while. But at this time, the Empress Yinlin had already left, and the mourning star naturally couldn't stay in the world anymore, so she put away her gun and arched her hand: "This battle is not a winner, and we will fight again in the future!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you. ”

Lin Tianyun also put away his gun and watched the dead star leave.

The shadow of the giant city in the canopy dissipated, the spatial rift quickly closed, and the sun shone on the earth again.

"That's it?"

The lone crane flew up from the outskirts of the city, his cloak was scattered, and his clothes were torn apart, looking very embarrassed.

Lin Tianyun was puzzled: "Where did you go just now? ”

Gu He drooped his face and said: "I don't want to either, I just wanted to fly up and fight with that Yinlin Empress, but I don't know what I tripped over and plunged into a deep ditch, which just got up." ”

If someone else said this, Lin Tianyun naturally didn't believe it, but what Gu He said was true, he was so unlucky. Many times, it is mandatory, saying that if you fall into the ditch, you will fall into the ditch, even in the city, he will fall into the sewer from time to time, and no matter how high the cultivation is, it cannot be avoided.

According to rumors, Lone Crane was cursed by the Heavenly Dao, and it is already rare to be able to live to this day.

"Amitabha. ”

When the two were talking, there was a Buddha in the north of the city, but they saw a naked Arhat flying up and taking away the heavenly chong and Linghui.

Zhou Changting was also in the air at this time, raising his hand to summon the earth soul and taking it into his pocket.

Outside the city, I saw the Evil Cloud Daoist riding a red cloud, speeding towards the soul.

Wu Wang's three souls and seven spirits have their own internal determination. Yinlin Empress collects her heavenly soul, Confucianism and Taoism have their own land, two souls, the remaining seven spirits, Buddhism occupies Tianchong, and Linghui has two souls.

The remaining five spirits are naturally fought for by their own abilities.