Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 361 Death of the Ancient Sage
"I didn't expect it to turn into this kind of ending." Su Yu glanced at Princess Yueshi, shook his head slightly, with a trace of sigh.

After getting the memory of Taoist Sanque, he originally wanted to go to the Temple of Longevity and snatch the page of the red gold book of phoenix blood, but the king of the Ziwei God Dynasty has been spying on him secretly.
Because of a little misunderstanding, the battle situation has also expanded from the Holy Lord to the Dao, and now it is a battle of the bottom line, which cannot be stopped at all. The hatred has been planted and cannot be eliminated!

But that's fine, after this battle, he will be the Lord of the God Dynasty, and intervening in Ziwei's affairs in this way is also in line with his purpose.
Outside the domain, there is silence, broken weapons, huge bones, floating in outer space, exuding the ancient vicissitudes of life.

This place has never changed, it is cold and desolate, except for the traces of jihad, there is nothing.

Su Yu, Yang Yi, and the old man came to this battlefield and faced each other indifferently. This will be a peerless battle.

Emperor Shenwu and Su Yu both glanced at the purple star, their expressions were different.

"Your descendants are howling, resenting you for abandoning them."

Su Yu said that the chaotic energy permeated his body, and when his eyes opened and closed, bunches of fairy light shot out, which was the embodiment of the rules of the holy way.

The star-robed old man said indifferently: "I am the gods alone. I will take off your head and pay homage to them later."

Protecting others in a jihad would distract him, and because of this, he ignored those clansmen and came alone.

In his eyes, only Zi from the Third Heaven Realm of Xiantai is considered his descendant, and the monks under Dao Dao are too weak, no different from ants, and he doesn't take them seriously at all.

The divine splendor blooms, the skirt flickers, and turns into pieces of armor, which fit tightly on Yang Yi's body, covering her bare skin. Against the backdrop of the battle armor, she is like a Valkyrie, with a slender and graceful figure, a heroic posture, and a powerful personality. A special sense of beauty.

The lavender hair is flying, the woman's star pupils are moving slightly, the forehead bones are shining brightly, a celestial light flies out from the fairy platform, the cold moonlight illuminates the universe in an instant, the essence of black and yellow flows, the silver moon jade pagoda floats up and down, nine The mother air of all things transpires and turns into a waterfall, dancing in the starry sky.

Wisps of fairy mist lingered, black hair drooped down, Yang Yi's expression was cold, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

As if feeling the master's state of mind, the Silver Moon Tower also erupted with brilliant brilliance, illuminating the endless starry sky, and the holy power soared to the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, turning countless suspended objects in the space into dust.

"Good eyes, if you are stronger, maybe the ending will be different, it's a pity."

The ancient ancestor of Ziwei Shenchao had deep eyes, he stretched out a palm like a bone, his five fingers were slightly bent, and a purple gold gourd appeared.

"The last bit of spiritual blood."

He unscrewed the stopper and poured it into his mouth. It was the moon-white blood of the gods, and the radiance soared into the sky, attracting stars all over the sky, like the most beautiful broken diamonds.

However, there was very little divine blood in the gourd, and he drank it all in one gulp.

"The Guanghan spiritual body in the saint realm." Su Yu's eyes moved slightly, recognizing this special fluctuation.

Guanghan spiritual body can draw the power of the stars and the moon, and the yin energy is pure, Yi Qingwu has this kind of physique.

"I didn't expect you to kill a Guanghan spirit body."

Su Yu glanced at the purple gold gourd. This old man should have stirred up the situation in the world back then, and he was definitely not easy to kill a Guanghan spirit body at the saint level.

"I didn't expect people from other places to have heard of this physique."

The old man had disheveled hair, and there was a trace of memory in his eyes. He said: "I had a relationship with her back then, but unfortunately we ended up being strangers. I can only send her to die with my own hands. Thanks to the spiritual blood she left behind, I can live until now."

"With such a strong blood, you should also be a king body, but unfortunately it's too weak. It would be fine if you were in the saint realm."

He smiled, showing his white teeth, and looked Su Yu up and down with a special gaze, as if looking at prey.

Su Yu sneered, laid down the magic circle on the Qianhuan Xinghe fairy clothes, and then said to Yang Yi through a voice transmission: "I have already set up a covering magic circle, this one definitely has the power of the six prohibitions, and directly sacrificed Li Vulcan furnace."

Yang Yi nodded slightly, and moved her hands, with runes and starlight intertwined in her slender jade fingers, and once again set up a formation here.

The star-cloaked old man did not stop him. In his youth, he was also a genius who rebelled against the upper realm. He was invincible at the same level. Now he is standing in the realm of a half-step saint king, facing a fairy three ants and a second-tier saint. , he has no fear at all.

No matter what means the other party uses, they cannot escape!

Suddenly, the old man focused his eyes and found something unusual.

"How is this special formation method possible?"

He stood up quickly, took a step forward, and the speed surpassed the space, and he came to Yang Yi in an instant.

The fairy picture is laid out in the universe, and countless stars fly out, turning this place into a halo. In the picture, the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, all things and phenomena burst out with light, gathering into a fairy light of the beginning, and shooting forward .

"boom!"

The sage robes cast by the essence of the stars flowed with divine brilliance. At this moment, the flesh and blood turned into a weapon, and the old man's right arm turned into a sky knife.

"Crack!"

He slashed down and went straight to Yang Yi, without being affected by his opponent's stunning beauty at all, he wanted to cut her in half and end her life.

The cosmic void was cut by him, and a very terrifying sound was made, which made people's heart tremble.

"boom!"

The bright red clouds illuminated the sky, the sky and the earth collapsed, and a stove as red as blood appeared, sacred and vast, covering the sky, engraved with various ancient patterns such as divine birds and the sun.

The haze is like blood, blooming gorgeously, and various laws are intertwined beside this sacred furnace. In the boundless flames, a delicate fairy phoenix floats slightly, making the roar of heaven, suppressing it, no one can stop it!
The Heavenly Knife fell, and then was backlashed by the imperial energy, shattered into countless fragments, and the light rain fell, shooting around, like a meteor passing by, and it was so beautiful in a flash.

Su Yu bent his hand and put all the star fragments into the sleeve robe. In his eyes, everything about the other party belonged to him, and this superb star robe was no exception.

"How is it possible, the ancient emperor's soldiers!" Emperor Shenwu was horrified.

This is simply a myth and legend. There are only two sects that have been passed down from the emperor's way in ancient Ziwei. Among them, the ancient sun sect has no emperor soldiers since the beginning of its inheritance, and the emperor soldiers of the Taiyin god sect were lost in ancient times.

For tens of thousands of years, the Ziwei ancient star field has never seen extreme emperor soldiers, not even the occasional foreign forces.

This is also the origin of the name Jidao Ancient Emperor Weapon. Under this starry sky, this kind of weapon is almost extinct. Only in ancient times have its legends. Nowadays, most of the monks of Ziweixing have forgotten the supreme power of Jidao Emperor Soldiers.

In the sky, Lihuoshen furnace is blooming with infinite light, the scarlet clouds are lingering, the gods are infinite, the roar of the avenue is endless, and the imperial aura is overwhelming, filling this area.

The star-cloaked old man roared and did not give in, but under the extreme way, the law of the holy way is really weak and cannot resist at all.

Seeing that the opponent was still struggling, Su Yu's expression was indifferent, a faint black light shot out from the immortal platform, entwined on the Chaos Immortal Sword, he swung the Immortal Sword, and shot out a sword aura.

The light of the sword turned into threads, endless like a thread, with the Dao rhyme of weeping gods and demons, and the Dao rhyme of the destruction of heaven and earth, piercing the old man, piercing through his sea of ​​wheels.

Under such extreme pain, Emperor Shenwu bent his waist and knees, unable to bear the divine power, no matter how he tried to fight, it was useless, every bone in his body was ringing, and was about to explode.

The terrifying sword energy emanates from the sea of ​​bitterness, from bottom to top, and in an instant, the sea of ​​bitterness is shattered, the spring of life is lost, the divine bridge is broken, and there is no shadow on the other side.

Under the collision of the extreme Qi machine, the sun, moon, and stars map let out a wail, the light on the map became increasingly dim, and the lines and dao marks flickered, as if they were about to burst.

The sky and the earth are vast, full of light and law everywhere, a crimson as blood sacred furnace, surrounded by black and yellow essence, intertwined with chaotic energy, illuminating the sky!

Even a half-step holy king couldn't match him. He was pressed down and was about to kneel down, completely annihilated.

The fairy light bloomed, and under the reflection of the red clouds, Yang Yi seemed to be wearing a battle armor made of phoenix blood and red gold, which was extremely sacred.

Su Yu looked up at the Goddess, his eyes were confused, perhaps for some special reason, he liked Yang Yi's appearance in tight armor, beautiful and heroic at the same time, completely different from his usual posture.

"This is the power of the emperor's army!" Yang Yi was also a little surprised.

This is the first time she has suppressed someone with extreme imperial soldiers, and the effect is surprisingly good.

This kind of thing rarely happens in Zhandi Star. The major powers of the Big Dipper are married to each other, and the relationship is intricate. Even in the Holy Land of the Extreme Dao, emperor soldiers are rarely used.

One is due to the fact that there are too many extreme forces and they restrain each other.There is no eternal power in the world, and no one can guarantee that their descendants will be equally as stunning, and the war of overthrowing the country is still a minority!

Furthermore, it was because only people of the same level could cause such a result. If the Dao Slashing King urged the emperor soldiers, there would be no way to deal with the existence of a saint level.

"You come from the Big Dipper. Which side of the imperial clan are you from?" the star-cloaked old man said weakly, with his aura fading.

His hair was stained with blood, his eyes were cloudy, and there was deep despair in his eyes.

The opponent has the ultimate emperor soldier, everything is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.

Although another self-proclaimed ancient ancestor of the Shen Dynasty has stepped into the realm of the holy king, but the state of that person is not as good as him. If he is born, he may turn into dust in a short time.

Even though Lunhai suffered severe injuries, he still has the strength to fight, and it is this imperial weapon that really suppresses him.

If he stepped into the Saint King Realm, he could easily tear apart the magic circle covered here, maybe he still had a chance, and he could even preserve the divine dynasty, but now it is a doomed situation.

Yang Yi remained silent, she landed next to Su Yu, her cherry lips moved slightly, and said, "How to deal with it!"

Su Yu held her hand, although what he touched was the cool jade armor, he could feel the temperature of her body.

He said softly, "Thanks to you!"

Looking at the tenderness in Yu'er's eyes, Yang Yi pursed her lips, but did not respond. In front of outsiders, she still likes to maintain a cold appearance.

After all, she was hundreds of years older than Su Yu, and in the eyes of others, the relationship between the two of them was more like a master and a disciple than a Taoist companion.

Seeing that Yang Yi was silent, Su Yu shifted his gaze to the map of stars. He stretched out his arm like a divine jade, and pointed it as a sword, with bright divine brilliance flowing from his fingertips.

The runes jumped, chaos emerged, and a ray of imperial energy rushed out, obliterating the power of the holy way covering the holy soldiers, and cutting off the connection between the sun, moon, stars and the old man's divine power.

Su Yu forcibly grasped the divine map in his hand, admired the scene in the picture, and said to the ancient ancestor Ziwei Shenchao: "I will not destroy Ziwei Shenchao, this is my promise!"

The old man's lips moved slightly, and finally he nodded numbly. As a member of the imperial family, the other party had no reason to deceive him.

Then Su Yu formed the seal of devouring, and a picture of yin and yang chaos emerged behind him. Nine purple-gold chains clanged and pierced the opponent's body from the broken part of the sage's vestment with traces of chaos.

Feeling the loss of his own vitality, the old man closed his eyes, and his mind was complicated, with unwillingness and despair. Before dying, he quickly recalled his life.

The high-spirited youth, the unrestrained and unrestrained love of the goddess in youth, the pride of fighting all over Ziwei, the respect of the four states, and the helplessness of being a stranger to Yiren.
In his later years, his blood energy withered, but he got the inheritance of the blood path by a coincidence, and that secret technique must be cultivated with the life blood of the king's body.

Under the shadow of death, in the end he lost to the years, and used lies to lure out the sage of the sixth heaven, Guanghan Palace Master, and attacked his former lover, using the other's spiritual blood to extend his life for 300 years.
"Unfortunately, if she had been stronger back then, maybe the spiritual blood would have helped me step into the Saint King, and everything would have changed." This was his last voice, there was no regret, only a touch of melancholy.

　Woohoo, there is another chapter tomorrow, and this chapter only has 3622 words.

　　
　
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