"Of course you die!"

The True Dragon Emperor Sword, with its immense power of the newly born divine secret, engulfed Zhao Da.

The purple-gold sword light was so magnificent that it supported the sky and the earth, as if it had drawn an infinitely long line between heaven and earth. If you looked at it from the side, it would be like a curtain that divided the world into two halves.

General Zhao was filled with sorrow and bitter rain, which formed a ten-meter-long water ball, confronting the sword light.

brush……

The ten-meter water ball broke apart with one split.

Including Zhao Da inside the ball, they were split into two neat pieces.

And on the Xuantian high platform behind Zhao Da, Zhao Er, who was also possessed by the devil, was holding an imperial edict in his hand, waiting for noon to arrive so that he could change the name and the reign, and completely take control of the country's secrets.

At this time, the sun was high in the sky, and there was only less than a quarter of an hour left until noon.

It was this moment, the natural chasm, that became the end of Zhao Er's life.

The sword light of the True Dragon Emperor first killed Zhao Da and then Zhao Er. Then a purple curtain of light was seen. After killing the demon and the man, it extended infinitely backwards, dividing the entire Daming Palace and the entire Chang'an City into two neat pieces.

Later, when Wei Yingwu established Chang'an as the capital and rebuilt the Xin Dynasty, he renovated the Daming Palace and used this sword energy as the central axis to build the capital of another thousand-year dynasty.

Zhao Da looked a little bewildered. He looked at himself, then at Wei Yingwu across from him, and then at the Xuantian platform behind him, muttering to himself, "I'm going to perish together with a fool like you..."

Wei Yingwu was indeed about to die at this moment.

The three-headed, six-armed body formed by the zombie Tianji was turned into ashes after this sword attack that concentrated all his strength. Wei Yingwu's own body also dissipated into the air section by section starting from his toes. It was a sign that the seal of Tao had been broken and the body no longer existed.

This is the result of using the zombie technique, without exception.

However, when Zhao Da finished saying the words "die together", Wei Yingwu showed a strange smile. At this moment, only his head was left in the air. He said: "I still have a great wish for the heavens and the people to fulfill, so I can't go..."

Before he could finish, he had completely disappeared.

The purple-gold True Dragon Emperor Sword was suspended in mid-air, seemingly at a loss as to where its owner was.

“Stupid…” Zhao Da sighed, and his entire body broke into two pieces. The immortal energy in his body was gone, and even his immortal infant was neatly cut in half. He was completely dead, and was about to return to his original form as the Demon Lord. It was a pity that he died at the hands of an idiot. It was very shameful…

Some thoughts were still circling in Zhao's brain. He had already been split into two halves, and his body fell to the left and right, but suddenly his eyes widened at the same time.

Because Wei Yingwu turned into ashes after his death, and the smoke dissipated, a strange talisman paper with red background and gold characters emerged.

On the talisman paper, there was a peach on one side and a plum on the other, revealing a strange vitality. Then a golden light flashed, and as if by writing, the paper talisman transformed into a person, and Wei Yingwu was drawn out of nothingness.

The redrawn Wei Yingwu looked exactly the same as before he used the Corpse Zombie Technique, except that there was no visible spiritual power in his body, and he looked just like an ordinary person.

"You..." Zhao Da said in horror.

"One of the highest heavenly symbols of the Fujia Sect, the Peach and Plum Alliance." Wei Yingwu introduced it to Zhao Da, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Zhao Da couldn't answer. His face was divided into two parts, with the same look of shock. That was his last expression.

“Brother.” Wei Yingwu grabbed the True Dragon Emperor Sword that was spinning around him and raised it high to the sky. “I won! I won this vast land!”

…

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?" Lin Chong asked Huang Shitian.

Huang Shitian: “…”

…

"That kid did a good job~" Outside the city of Chang'an, Xu Junhu had been using the Wheel of Life and Death to bewitch Wang Mang for three hours, grinding him down to the point where only a thin layer of his cicada shell remained. Although he couldn't get rid of it, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted, he had been paying attention to the situation in Chang'an.

He could also see the many high-ranking spirits sacrificing their lives to chase away the devil, the people's wish, the emperor going through tribulations, and then the divine transformation, the true dragon sword of the emperor, which slashed the city of Chang'an in one blow.

"The Immortal is really biased. He has put so much focus on me, the protagonist, and I am a little overshadowed." Xu Junhu looked at Wang Mang, who was trapped by the blood-red vitality in the black cloud of death. "In order not to be outdone, let's hurry up and have the finale!"

"You little bastard, you want to kill me? You're still far away..." Wang Mang held on hard, but his mouth was very tough.

But before he could finish his words, Xu Junhu had already pointed to the sky, using all the spiritual power in his body to detonate the little bit of life in the deadly calamity.

boom!

A mushroom cloud appeared in the air.

Wang Mang only felt that his cicada shell, which had been rubbed and washed for three hours, was completely shattered by this huge force.

"No!" He showed a horrified expression, but was completely swallowed by the mushroom cloud.

…

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Above the blue sky.

Lin Haoheng chased Fu Tu for nearly six hours.

The result of these six hours was that a white and jade-like sword of longevity was inserted into the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head of each of the 3,681 people in the Tianshu Immortal Sect.

Futu uses the wrathful demon form to parasitize the secrets of heavenly arts. All the disciples of heavenly arts in the entire Biluo Fuli are the bodies that he can use to revive.

And every time he is reborn, his cultivation is no weaker than before.

Although Lin Haoheng inherited the legacy of a peerless swordsman and was the best in the three realms, and killing enemies of higher levels was a basic skill, he couldn't kill all the more than 3,000 people on Biluo Fuli, right?

After all, Xu Junhu’s cheap father-in-law is also there, so it always feels bad.

Another important reason why Lin Hao couldn't bring himself to do it was that after committing such a sin of murder, he felt that he was being tricked by Fu Tu and that he was inferior to him.

So Lin Haoheng took great pains to condense 3,681 swords of immortality, almost exhausting himself. Only then did he use the power of the swords of immortality to freeze the souls of all the disciples of the Tianshu Xianzong, leaving the Buddha with no place to live.

At this moment, standing in front of Lin Haoheng was the last person of the Tianshu Xianzong, who was also its sect leader, Xu Junhu's adoptive father-in-law.

"Haha~ Thank you for your saintly heart, otherwise I would not be able to force a peerless sword immortal into such a situation!" Futu transformed himself into a ten-foot-tall purple fire demon. He looked at Lin Haoheng in front of him with satisfaction. He was dying, with countless wounds all over his body, and looked like he was about to die suddenly.

If Lin Haoheng had not cared about the lives of the disciples of the Tianshu Immortal Sect, Futu would not have had so many opportunities to fight to the death and leave so many wounds on the body of the peerless sword immortal.

"Now you only have one breath left, I will make you my strongest angry slave... Huh?" Futu was shouting.

Suddenly Lin Haoheng slapped his forehead and said, "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten it!"

As he spoke, Lin Haoheng burst out with an aura as if he had never been injured. The wounds on his body miraculously healed, and the divine power in his body overflowed again. Everything happened so quickly that the smug expression on Futu's face had not yet been retracted.

"This Immortal Seal is really useful, but I always forget to use it." Lin Haoheng muttered to himself, and then asked Futu, "What did you say you were going to do to me?"

"I..." Futu turned and ran.

An unparalleled sword light came from behind him and swallowed him up. A sword of immortality was inserted into his Baihui acupoint. The angry Dharma image, which had nowhere to go, was expelled from the body and floated in the air.

“You dare to kill me...?!” Futu roared with the power of a furious Dharma image.

"Three Thousand Cascade Swords!" Lin Hao responded with a sword light like a waterfall, and immediately the Buddha's image was pierced with holes.

Four more~