Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1868 True and False Evil Sky Kills Instantly!

With the presence of a saint clone, almost no one pays attention to Shen Wushuang anymore.

From everyone's point of view, the avatar of the saint knelt down, and the reason Shen Wushuang in the corner of his eye didn't kneel was just because he was frightened.

however……

Although Shen Wushuang's flesh and blood disappeared, and even his eyes were blown to pieces by the killing gale, the servants and maids could still see the calmness of the other party.

Shen Wushuang, always calm.

Under the calm, it is his confidence to be calm.

This confidence is not only invincible in killing, but also unparalleled in resourcefulness.

But in the face of the Great Saint Shazun who broke the seal and raised his cultivation to the late stage of the Divine Palace, where do you come from to be calm?
Just as the servant girl was thinking about it, Shen Wushuang spoke up.

"This is the Lower Realm, not the Second God Realm."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was startled, not knowing why.

The servant girl frowned slightly, and suddenly realized something in the next moment, and her face changed slightly.

The avatars of the three kneeling and kowtowing saints froze even more.

"Heh." Shazun Taiwei said with a sneer, "I know that this world can't accommodate saints. I think it was because of this that I beheaded myself at the beginning! But, you forgot what I just said. , even if you can't stay for long, but killing you is more than enough... to escape? Ridiculous!"

The three saints broke the ban, and temporarily possessed the cultivation base of a saint to escape like a mouse.

Shen Wushuang even tried his best to crack the immortal bone, breaking free from the pressure of the great sage, and disappeared in an instant.

But in the face of all this, Tai Wei doesn't care.

He just stretched out his right palm and pressed it towards the Three Saints who were thousands of miles away. At the same time, he took a step, ready to bring Shen Wushuang under his aura again.

"Ok?"

Unexpectedly, he successfully took a step, but his right palm pressed empty.

Before the avatars of the three saints had time to fall under his killing palm, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Hmph, after Shen Wushuang is dealt with, I will deal with you before picking up the young master!"

Too slightly snorted.

Of course he knew that the one who took away the avatars of the three saints was the mysterious existence hidden in the God Ruins.

But no matter how mysterious it is, he doesn't pay attention to it.

"Shen Wushuang!"

Taiwei's aura was raised to another level, Shen Wushuang was like falling into purgatory, it was too horrible to look at!

"Everything you have done to the young master will be repaid a hundred times by the young master's war slave today! Cruel!"

Remnants of words fall, words follow suit!
With the power of the Great Sage, Shen Wushuang's limbs instantly turned into powder!
"If you want to die quickly, follow me to see the young master, kneel in front of the young master and admit your mistakes!"

Hearing Taiwei's voice from a distance, the people who stayed in place couldn't imagine how the number one immortal in the three domains would be bullied.

"Master, Shen Wushuang..." the little girl couldn't help asking.

The servant girl still frowned, shook her head and muttered: "Something is wrong, Taiwei is a great sage, even if he can't stay in the lower realm for long, it is not something Shen Wushuang can escape. His calmness is too weird..."

The big wolf dog stared: "Could it be that Shen Wushuang is still hiding something?"

"I hope not, otherwise..."

The servant girl shook her head and didn't want to say more, and left with the shocked crowd.

"Shen Wushuang, Taiwei, half-step Taoist ancestor, war slave, young master..."

It was easy to snatch away the curved blade of the Sansheng again, but at this moment, he was suspicious of the key words that trembled from Taiwei's mouth.

In the end, he trembled four more words.

"Feiyang, Xietian..."

Xie Tian, ​​also known as Fei Yang, is the young master of this half-step Taoist ancestor.

Vaguely, he seemed to think of something, but...

"Damn, I can't remember!"

The slight tremor of the curved blade became manic.

Once as a great emperor, even if he almost fell due to fighting against the Nine Heavens Ruler, he was still a great emperor!

"As a great emperor, I lost my memory due to the self-destruct of a mere Rakshasa emperor!"

Suppressing his mania, Curved Blade looked at Taiwei who was abusing Shen Wushuang like a dog.

"Let's see if we can lure the saint avatar over there. If it's possible...hmph, even if it's possible, I won't spare you!"

Glancing at Xie Tian who was frantically fleeing towards the Shenxu Ferry, the curved blade changed its original thought, trembled slightly, disintegrated and disappeared.

"Wind? Huh, where there is wind, you are invincible!"

Feeling that Xie Tian was not in danger of death, Tai Wei didn't know what a terrible decision his young master had made.

The people who were scared out of their wits by Xie Tian's origin did not dare to imagine how embarrassing Xie Tian, ​​who had a terrifying background, was escaping at this moment.

Embarrassed on all sides?

Flying Daggers?

Not worth mentioning.

Xie Tian knew that he had succeeded when he saw at a glance the air of a saint permeating the heavens and the earth, all directions, and even the void.

Successfully attracted saints to come.

Successfully kept one's own companions from being implicated.

At the same time, he also successfully sent himself to a place where there was no life.

Breathing like thunder, but was suppressed silently.

The whole body was drenched with sweat, but there was no smell at all.

All over his body, he was in pain because of the rapidity.

The golden Yuanyang that Erxiao cultivated crazily was far from enough to support his recovery of strength.

"The last time I ran like this was when I was 12 years old, and I was hunted down by Chen Feng..."

Xie Tian with a pale complexion was still smiling.

At that time, if he hadn't cultivated the first half of Peiyuan Gong into instinct, he would have run away to death without Chen Feng's hands.

Now, even if he wanted to run away to death, he couldn't do it, but the crisis he faced was hundreds of millions of times greater than that at that time?
Although he was running fast, he took a lot of detours to avoid being discovered by the flying sages and sages.

As a result, he could almost smell the different wind from Shenxu Ferry, but it was difficult to get close to it.

Although he was the closest to the ferry among all the people, after observing, he found that the aura of the saints had almost locked the front, and once he passed, he would be discovered.

After thinking for a long time, he came up with a solution that was not a solution.

"Unless the saints relax their vigilance and reveal a way ahead, if I do my best..."

After measuring his ability, he was sure that he could reach the ferry first!
"As long as you reach the ferry, it will be easy, but how can..."

Frowning and thinking hard, he hadn't finished thinking, suddenly his expression froze, and his blood eyes stared into the distance in shock!
"The saint moved, this is..."

far away.

"Someone!"

"It's the breath of Xie Tian!"

"Good guy, he really wants to kill Chuhe, but fortunately, I will let Chuhe attract him in front, otherwise I will be deceived by him again!"

"Xie Tian, ​​suffer death!"

……

The clones of the four sages and sages shouted angrily, disappeared immediately, and chased wildly towards the place of the evil sky!

Xie Tian, ​​who never let go of an opportunity, immediately withdrew all his breath and charged towards the Shenxu Ferry, which is a million miles away!

But he, who was running wildly, kept looking in a certain direction!

"Who the hell is imitating my breath..."

Racking his brains, he couldn't think of who it was, Xie Tian could only suppress his deep worry, his blood eyes opened angrily, speed up and speed up!
Half a million miles!

Half a million miles!

Half a million miles!

Half a million miles!

One hundred thousand miles!
At the ferry of Shenxu, enter the bloody eyes of Xie Tian!
Suddenly, Xie Tian's blood eyes shrank!
"Chu River!"

boom!
Chu He, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly got up, and the monstrous fighting spirit that had been conceived for a long time broke out, tearing the world apart!

"Xie Tian, ​​come to fight!"

Four characters come out!
Things are changing!
The saints are shocked!
"It's evil again!"

"The previous one was fake!"

"Haha, Xie Tian is doomed!"

"Chuhe just needs to stop him!"

In an instant!

Before, there was the Chuhe River, which had soared in the battle power of the torch of Jingtushi, blocking the way!

Afterwards, the startled Saint Saint Monarch clone teleported to chase after him!

Unless he can kill Chuhe instantly, he will surely die!
At this moment of absolute death, Xie Tian, ​​whose whole body was trembling with fear, made a move!
Not punches!
It's palm!

Spread your fingers!

All five strings open!

Chuhe, who is full of fighting spirit, has not had time to exclaim when he sees this...

"Ten days!"

"Golden Burial!"

"Ruoshui!"

"Prosperity!"

"Broken Week!"

……

The desolate-level supernatural powers that Xie Tian realized on his own!
One by one, Xie Tian learned his own supernatural powers!
One by one, Xie Tian learned the true self's supernatural powers!
All into five strings!

"Five strings 81 kills!"

Chuhe's fairy eyes shrank suddenly!

However, just when Chuhe decided that this was Luo Bu's unique move of five strings and 81 kills...

Xie Tian's complexion paled instantly!

But his blood eyes are extremely bright!
"kill!"

Kill the sound!

It's like following the law!
The five strings composed of more than a hundred three-self supernatural powers linger and fuse together to form a killing word!
When the word "kill" came out, the world suddenly darkened, just like the end of the world!

The apocalypse only lasted for a moment, and the holy sky is shining again!
In the brilliance, Xie Tian has already entered the Shenxu Ferry!
And Chuhe...

"Holy, holy, holy pattern..."

Whispering unbelievably, just as he died, Chuhe's head drooped heavily, and he saw the scarlet killing character on his chest.

Seeing this scene, the saints were struck by lightning.

(End of this chapter)