Stretched out his hand and tightly tied the nail leaf on his waist and abdomen to reduce the amount of bleeding from the wound, and then Emperor Zhu Wuhuang's gaze at Fuluan became colder and colder.

"Do you break it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

Fu Luan grinned indifferently, blood gushing out again from the corners of his mouth, "It's not terrible to die, the old man has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and he has long been sleepy, but there is something more terrible than death, do you know what it is?"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang looked at him coldly, and the purple mangs gradually condensed in his hands.

"Worse than death are never-ending captivity, years that are so long that they are almost nothing. Fu Luan's voice was suppressed, and the flowing cloud flames that had already collapsed condensed into a thin layer.

"You say there are no innocents in this Exile, but do you know that I am?"

"Do you really think that the god you have received is a good god?" Fu Luan laughed, "Don't forget, he is the god who presides over the killing!

"What right does he have to dictate the fate of others?

Fu Luan's voice resounded under the devastated sky.

Just as Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was about to kill him in one fell swoop, Yuqing behind him stepped forward and said in a low voice with a sad face, "I beg your Excellency, hand over Fuluan to the juniors of my clan." ”

The purple light between the palms of her hands retreated, and Empress Da Zhuwu took half a step back, her face without any waves.

After receiving the acquiescence, Yuqing lowered his head and turned his head, and when he turned away, there was an extra snow sword in his hand.

Today's Fuluan is just a dying person, and Emperor Zhu Wuhuang can sense that the vitality in Fuluan's body is rapidly dissipating, and no matter what, he can't stop Yuqing's blow.

This is also why he acquiesced to Yuqing's move.

The refinement of the spiritual power illusion easily tore through the last armor of Fu Luan, the long sword was straight to the heart, and the tip of the sword pierced out from the back of the chest.

Sticky blood gushed down the blade, and Fuluan's body had faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Yuqing was full of tears, but his eyes were still resolute, and the palm holding the long sword was full of green tendons.

Tens of thousands of Zhongzhou people have been wiped out in the hands of the ancestors of the same root and origin, and Rao is now having his hands on it, and everything is irreparable.

After the entire blade completely sank into Fu Luan's chest, Yu Qing withdrew his palm in despair.

It seems that there is only dead silence between heaven and earth.

"Ahem...... Fu Luan ignored the wound on his chest, just looked at him softly, "This world is so big, but it is not what I want, it was like this ten thousand years ago, and it is still like this today." ”

"Everything has a beginning and an end, and today's sword can be regarded as returning to the people of Zhongzhou, and it can be regarded as making a break between us. ”

"Since then, I no longer have anything to do with Zhongzhou. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Luan's gaze at Yuqing gradually became firm, "Yuqing, the old man is not wrong. ”

A bad premonition suddenly rose in the bottom of Emperor Zhu's heart.

As if to verify his hunch, the Fuluan, which had almost dissipated in its own form, gradually stabilized, and at the same time, ripples suddenly rippled from all directions.

The next moment, the chaotic sky dome trembled.

A huge vortex slowly condensed from above the sky, and a large area of cracks spread rapidly with the vortex as the center.

Countless beams of light like quicksand hang down like a waterfall, treacherous and full of majestic and solemn feelings.

Fu Luan stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes closed, and small streamers of light emerged from his broken robes, clinging to his body and constantly fluctuating.

And the Great Zhu Wuhuang had already lowered the dark beam at the same time, urging the purple mangpi to practice and instantly pull the stunned jade to his side.

Yuqing's face was dull, and his trembling palms pointed into the distance, "I'm Mingming, Mingming......"

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang didn't speak, looked at Fuluan, who was surrounded by a mottled breath, as if he realized something, and stretched out his hand to wave out a ball of purple light.

However, before the purple mang could reach Fu Luan's body, it was disintegrated by the surrounding beams of light.

Mei Gails on the side also sensed that something was wrong, you must know that the current Great Zhu Wuhuang has already broken through the shackles of the master, and it is only a step away from the divine realm.

A master like them basically crushed one with one finger, and even Fu Luan, who was more powerful than the master, was still hammered with no danger.

According to Mei Guels's idea, Fuluan's current state, it would be hellish to be able to take another trick from Emperor Zhu Wuhuang.

It's really hard to take it, and it's extremely unbelievable.

Coupled with the changes that had taken place around him, he had to make Maguels suspect that this guy had not used all his strength when he fought with Emperor Zhu Wu before.

Just as Maguels was about to remind Emperor Zhu Wu, a layer of purple light quietly rose up, enveloping everyone in it.

Before everyone could react, the already chaotic sky dome seemed to be unable to withstand the squeeze of some kind of force, and countless cracks finally tore the sky.

The quicksand-like waterfall of light cascades down like water pouring down from the sky.

Heaven and earth are full of daylight.

The light quickly devours everything, digests it.

The nearly 1,000 masters who had been hovering over the ruins of the Juyang Palace and were unwilling to leave all of them were all in vain under the pouring of light.

And the Zhongzhou cultivators who were covered by the purple light subconsciously closed their eyes.

An unprecedentedly powerful and majestic aura swept across the entire Zhongzhou, and even the Heavenly Dome was quickly devoured under this aura.

The purple light shroud was like a lonely boat in the sea under the sweep of this aura, and it seemed that it was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

The faces of the cultivators in the light mask were all pale, because they realized that it was this layer of purple light that saved their lives, and they were even more aware that the aura outside the purple light was far beyond their prediction.

Maguels looked at Emperor Zhu Wu with a strange expression, and the dragon's keen consciousness made him immediately notice that this aura was completely different from before.

What's even more terrifying is that the bursts of scorching heat mixed with this breath are still reminding everyone that Fu Luan is not dead!

Everyone under the purple light mask had different faces, but Da Zhu Wuhuang was more indifferent, he just stood in place, waving his palm from time to time to stabilize the light mask, and he didn't seem to be worried at all.

The aura outside the purple light mask was like a rhythmic tide, and something seemed to be brewing in the very center, with countless flowing clouds circling around.

No one could peer through the depths to the very central position.

Only Emperor Zhu Wuhuang could clearly see that in the center of the flowing clouds, a figure that should have disappeared recondensed.

With each burst of rhythm, the breath surging throughout Zhongzhou became stronger.

Yuqing on the side looked at the scene in front of him, and then came to the front of Emperor Zhu Wu, knelt directly on the ground and said solemnly, "My lord, Yuqing and the remnants of Zhongzhou disciples thank you for saving your life, but now the sinners of the sect are rampant, and I implore you to leave." ”

With Yuqing kneeling, there were nearly a thousand Zhongzhou cultivators.

Maguels on the side secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, they had done their best to save the defeat of Zhongzhou, and it was obviously an unwise choice to stay here now.

After pondering for a moment, Emperor Zhu nodded and said, "It's okay, you can leave Zhongzhou with me and stay in the Western Regions for the time being." ”

Yuqing lowered his body, "I implore my lord to leave here, as for my Zhongzhou disciple, I will live and die with Zhongzhou." ”

"Stupid!" Emperor Zhu Wuhuang said in a deep voice, "Zhongzhou has been destroyed, and you are still here, just wasting your life in vain, do you have the face to face your dead compatriots?!"

Yuqing's body trembled, and then he raised his head and said sadly, "Zhongzhou is completely destroyed, what face do we have to live in this world, it is better to fight for our lives, and ask for half of the sinner's life, so as to comfort the ancestor." ”

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang wanted to tell him that even if the current Fuluan tied up the people of Zhongzhou, it would not be enough for one of his moves.

When the words came to his mouth, he finally swallowed them back into his stomach, "Don't mention this matter, while he hasn't woken up yet, I will send you to the Western Regions." ”

Yuqing shook his head firmly, and wanted to speak, but was picked up by Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, "Do you really want the rest of the Zhongzhou bloodline to be cut off here? Bury the lives of the rest of the people in vain, what is the difference between your approach and Fuluan?"

"Once Fuluan survives, we won't survive anywhere. "Yuqing is full of tears, and he no longer has the appearance of the previous fairy wind bones.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang let go of Yuqing, looked into the distance and said, "You still leave here with me, as for Fuluan, leave it to me to deal with." ”

After hearing this, Yuqing knelt on the ground again, and wept, "If Yuqing can survive this time, he will repay the kindness of the adults for the rest of his life. ”

Holding up the jade with his breath, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang smiled slightly, "You old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, do you also believe in the afterlife?"

Without waiting for Yu Qing to reply, he waved his hand lightly, and the more intense purple light reinforces the entire light mask in an instant, and at the same time, the light mask began to carry everyone away quickly.

Emperor Zhu Wu peeled off from it, looked at the anxious Meguels through the light mask and said, "You should know the way to the Western Regions, take them back to the Moon God Palace, and explain the situation here, as for me, I may go back later." ”

After speaking, the light mask was pushed away from the distance, and soon disappeared into the turbulent aura.

"Damn, when is this guy going to get rid of his bad assertions!" Meguels angrily punched the visor.

"Great, my lord, he ......" Yuqing said in a trembling voice.

"For now, we can only rush to the Western Regions as soon as possible, and I'm sure he'll crush that damn guy like he did before. Magells said in a deep voice, a little more worried in his eyes.

The breath of rhythm gradually stabilized, and Emperor Zhu Wuhuang stood in the void, and the breath floating around his body was like a blazing flame, constantly fighting with Zimang.

"I'd like to see if you're bluffing or if you've gotten there. ”

After mobilizing the surging aura in his body to the peak, Great Zhu Wuhuang did not hesitate at all, and directly rushed to the center of the scorching aura.

The purple mang easily tore through the scorching aura that filled the entire heaven and earth, and stabbed forward unabatedly.

Great Zhu Wuhuang didn't keep his hand, he urged the purple mangs in his body with all his strength, he knew that if this blow couldn't hit it hard, it would be difficult to have a chance in the future.

The purple mangs were like a dragon rushing, and they collided with the gradually embodied figure without any obstacles.

Everything seemed to stand still, and then it was like glass shattering, making a crisp sound from far and near.

Then the cloud-like surging halo gradually dissipated, revealing a familiar figure.

At this moment, Fuluan's whole body is full of red shadows.

A fiery red beam of armor was like flowing magma, and the flowing clouds and flames that danced on the recondensed armor leaves were extremely agile.

And the black hair that fell behind his shoulders turned crimson at some point, and even his eyes shone with a heavy fire.

Fu Luan seemed to have come out of the Flame Purgatory, so much so that the moment his figure appeared, the air began to burn violently.

Countless tiny flames spawned behind him, quickly clinging to the air and occupying every inch of the sky, like the roots of a giant tree buried deep in the ground, and like the wings of jagged bones.

Only the long knife that was held tightly in his hand was still black.

Looking at Fuluan, who was almost integrated with the shattered heavenly dome, Great Zhu Wuhuang frowned imperceptibly.

At this moment, Fuluan, like a god who came to the world, just glanced at it from a distance, and it was like a hammer smashed down.

This is indeed the worst result for Emperor Zhu Wu, even if he guessed that Fu Luan was likely to have realized the level of divine power, but he still did not expect that Fu Luan would be able to master the complete Shen Yun.

If it is said that the Great Zhu Wuhuang, who has already fused a few points of the soul of Haoshen, is equivalent to a pseudo-god who has stepped into the divine realm, then today's Fuluan is a quasi-god with complete charm.

Although there is a difference of one word, it is like a mountain across the sea.

And Fu Luan, who occupied almost the entire heavenly dome, looked at Emperor Zhu Wu without any fluctuations at this moment.

The pressure of Wan Junwei, which was condensed like a substance, was pressed down, but it stagnated more than ten meters in front of Emperor Zhu Wu.

Zimang rose with the trend, and it could be separated from the coercion.

After only a few breaths, Zimang destroyed the coercion.

Emperor Zhu Wu, who was looking at Fu Luan, let out a burning snort without a trace.

It seems to be easy and freehand, but in fact, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang is already miserable.

Just the power projected from it had such a great power that it was able to tumble and burn along the purple mangs in the meridians of the Great Zhu Wu Emperor.

If you weren't wearing a Chiba armor, I'm afraid it would be difficult to keep half of the clothes on your body.

"Could it be that this old thing is humiliating me?" quickly snuffed out the residual breath in his body, and Da Zhu Wuhuang's face gradually turned cold.

"I haven't really fought with the gods yet, so I'm going to try a few pounds and taels of you today. Emperor Zhu Wuhuang let out a low snort, and layers of purple light instantly condensed around his body, and then rushed towards Fuluan.

The palm of his hand was raised, and layers of red cloud enchantments appeared in front of Fu Luan, but these were like paper paste in front of Emperor Zhu Wu, and they were quickly shattered.

When the last layer of enchantment was shattered, Fu Luan raised his arm again to fend off the rushing purple rays.

The two collided, and the dark detonation directly tore through the point of attack, scattering a huge amount of purple light and red clouds.

The aurora from the explosion obscured everything for a moment, and soon dimmed again.

Under this impact, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang flew directly upside down dozens of zhang away, but Fuluan's figure was quietly and quietly.