So strong!

Facing the long sword slashed by Li Jing, the expression of Emperor Ziwei changed in shock. The Great Dao of War was almost invincible on the battlefield.

Their power is endless and will never run out.

Li Jing's sword was coming for his life.

The laws along the way collapsed and could not be stopped at all.

[Celestial Star Chakra]

The Purple Star in the sky lit up and appeared behind the Purple Star Emperor. The circular chakra was like a purple star ring halo, beautiful but dangerous.

The weight of the Purple Star converged on this chakra, causing the surrounding space to collapse and distort. The instant it took shape, the Purple Star Emperor grasped it in his hand and charged towards Li Jing's sword.

boom!

With the power of the entire imperial star, it faced the law of war. In an instant, the space collapsed and the stars wailed.

puff!

puff!

The God of War Guards and many star gods and constellations vomited blood together.

"Come again."

Li Jing was not afraid at all.

When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the braver one wins.

Either the stars explode or the sword is broken. There is no retreat in this battle.

boom!

Another sword, Tiangang Dishaxing, some stars exploded and turned into endless meteors.

The third sword.

The fourth sword...

With every strike of the sword, the laws of war on the battlefield were drained away and gathered on the War God Guard to restore his magic power.

The expression of Emperor Ziwei became more and more solemn, and his Tianxing Chakra struggled hard against Li Jing's sword.

On the battlefield, the laws of war are continuously generated, which are almost the source of Li Jing's power. As long as the war continues, the power will never end.

Each of Li Jing's attacks is comparable to the level of a peak ancient saint.

There were constant muffled groans from the army under the command of Emperor Ziwei. Even though the power was dispersed into the bodies of various immortals and gods, the violent fighting spirit carrying the laws of war was still accumulating in their bodies.

boom!

The force was so violent that after more than a dozen collisions, Emperor Ziwei finally couldn't bear it anymore, vomited blood and took several steps back.

Staring at the Sky Star Chakra covered with spider-web cracks, Emperor Ziwei's expression was filled with disbelief.

Immortal gods who cannot withstand the impact will explode and die in the violent collision. Star gods will fall, and the stars they belong to will also collapse.

There are endless shooting stars in the sky, which is very beautiful.

…

Eastern Underworld.

The Emperor of Dongyue led the ghost soldiers and generals and marched quickly towards Xueyuan Pass.

However, they were too far away from Xueyuan Pass, and it would take another five hours to reach Xueyuan Pass.

The decisive battle among the three realms has reached a white-hot stage. Calamities of quantity and killing are entangled, and all parties are blood-thirsty. The fight will not stop until one dies, and there is no force that can stop this energy.

Five hours, in today's ever-changing battlefield, seems like an epoch.

"Great Emperor, the latest military information: In the Heavenly Realm, the Jade Emperor has summoned the Lingxiao Guards, and the human race has summoned the Xiantian Human Undead Legion. The two sides have already engaged in battle. In the Underworld, the Fengdu Emperor has completely destroyed the main vein of the Netherworld Blood Sea. The fortune of the Netherworld Blood Sea is collapsing, and the ghost army is slaughtering the Asuras."

The ghost detective's voice was a little fluctuating.

The Emperor of Fengdu was the ghost clan's first true saint, holding a special place in the hearts of the ghosts. Even amidst the divisions of the underworld, the title of saint gave the ghosts a sense of belonging and hope.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Dongyue's expression suddenly changed.

It’s not the ghost detective’s emotional fluctuations, but this not-so-good news.

In the battlefield of the underworld, Emperor Fengdu becomes the last chess piece to break the balance.

Emperor Dongyue was calculating the next situation in his mind. As he continued to calculate, sweat could be seen on his forehead.

The Lingxiao battlefield took the initiative to attack in order to contain the saints of heaven.

The battlefield of the underworld will lead all the saints of the three realms into a catastrophe.

Even if they are heavenly soldiers, they still need the Undead Legion to deal with them.

The human race calculated from the beginning that they had an extra trump card in their hands, which is why they dared to be so resolute and take the initiative to initiate a war against the forces of the three realms.

"Don't rush."

A cold voice brought the calculating Emperor Dongyue back to reality.

In the dim sky ahead, a figure blocked their path. Under the glow of the blood moon, the figure seemed so tiny, yet it gave off an air of invincibility.

Emperor Fengdu.

The Emperor Dongyue was shocked.

He was most familiar with this figure.

In the former underworld, Dongyue, Fengdu, Dizang and the Minghe Patriarch had been fighting openly and secretly for tens of thousands of years for the control of the underworld.

He represents Taoism, Fengdu represents the ghost clan, Dizang represents Buddhism, and the ancestor of the Minghe River represents the Asura clan.

Now, Dizang was deified by Daxia and became Nuwa's maid. The ancestor of the Styx was fused with Duobao and died, leaving only him and Emperor Fengdu.

The fates of the giants in the underworld in the past were different, and only the Emperor of Fengdu became a saint.

When Emperor Dongyue heard that Emperor Fengdu had become a saint, his heart was shaken.

"Surrender."

Emperor Fengdu was looking down at Emperor Dongyue and the ghost army from a high place, his voice was extremely calm.

"Impossible." Emperor Dongyue gritted his teeth.

"This emperor is not asking you to surrender, but the ghost army behind you."

Emperor Fengdu's gaze left Emperor Dongyue and fell on the many ghost legions behind him.

"Since the beginning of time, the ghost race has been oppressed by other races, treated like a plague, and forced to survive in the dark underworld. After this catastrophe, our ghost race should have a place in the Three Realms.

Whether it's the Heavenly Court or the Daoist Sect, they've all enslaved and exploited my ghost clan. Follow me, and after the catastrophe, the underworld will no longer be divided, and my ghost clan will have a place to live in both the human world and the heavens."

The saintly pressure of Emperor Fengdu enveloped the ghost army behind Emperor Dongyue.

The fear from the depths of their souls plunged the entire ghost clan into turmoil. Emperor Fengdu became a saint, becoming the first saint of the ghost clan and the orthodox leader of the ghost clan.

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