The sword rises

Chapter 859 Congealing the Shocking Cloud Arrow with the Blood of the Gu Emperor

Chapter 850 Nine with the blood of the lonely emperor, condensing the cloud arrow

On Fusheng Mountain, an ancient mirror projects the imperial war that is about to break out in the void of the universe.

Gu Hengsheng murmured with a dry throat: "The battle of the Great Emperor, the scope of the battle may be unimaginable."

Just feeling a ray of imperial power, Gu Hengsheng felt fear in his heart and trembled in his soul.

"Brothers and sisters haven't shown up yet, that is to say, the real big battle hasn't happened yet. This...is just the prelude to troubled times, after all, that one hasn't been born yet."

It's just the prelude to the big battle, and it has already caused Emperor Nangong and the Blood Emperor to compete.

It's hard for Gu Hengsheng to imagine, what kind of scene will it be when the real troubled times come?
The universe is empty, and the two emperors confront each other.

"Since Gu Zhengdao proclaimed himself emperor, he has never manifested an emperor weapon. Today, let Long Yangong try the blood emperor's emperor magic power."

Emperor Nangong rested his right hand on the blood string, gently pulled and released it.

call out!
A golden arrow manifested from the Longyan Bow, and it burst out following Emperor Nangong's mighty profound power.

The golden arrow pierced through several stars, and was about to pierce the Blood Emperor in an instant.

"Humph!"

The blood emperor let out a cold snort, and the Sifang Starfield seemed to shake.

The soul-devouring blood corpse on one side was extremely fast, blocking the blood emperor's front all at once, and caught the golden arrow with his bare hands.

The Soul-devouring Blood Corpse is an imperial weapon that the Blood Emperor sacrificed for countless years. It possesses some of the might of the Great Emperor.

Under the control of the blood emperor, the remaining nine blood corpses rushed towards Nangong Emperor at a high speed.

At this moment, Mr. Wuhen held the Qingshan Emperor Spear in his hand, and stopped the nine horrible blood corpses one by one.

Emperor Nangong just glanced at Mr. Wuhen and ignored him. He believed that Mr. Wuhen could handle all this well.

The great emperor fights for the front, absolutely cannot have any contempt, let alone half a loss.Otherwise, it will affect the turmoil of the entire battle situation.

Therefore, Emperor Nangong would not waste his power on these nine blood corpses, but would face the Blood Emperor and the Soul Devouring Blood Corpse directly.

The person in front of him was known as the most bloodthirsty blood emperor.

Regarding this, Emperor Nangong didn't dare to underestimate him, his expression was solemn and solemn.

"Use the blood of the lonely emperor to condense——the cloud-shocking arrow!"

The index finger of Emperor Nangong's right hand flowed out golden blood again, manifesting a sharper and more terrifying arrow than before.

call out!
Emperor Nangong fully drew Long Yan's bow, and shot out the startling cloud arrows condensed by the emperor's blood.

The arrow shot out of the shocking cloud and pierced the universe.

"Tiantianzhi!"

The Blood Emperor no longer reserved his strength, and used all his strength to display the Emperor Art. With his index finger condensed with the blood-colored light, he pointed towards the sudden startling cloud arrow.

Boom!

The shocking cloud arrow collided with Tongtian Yizhi fiercely, and the sky-shattering loud noise spread all over the world.

All the creatures in the star fields felt a huge tremor, and the earth was shaking, as if the sky would collapse at any moment.

Many stars almost burst due to the aftermath of the imperial art collision, shaking violently.And the creatures living on the stars suddenly feel that the end of the world is coming, the sky is falling apart, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

"what……"

In the All-heaven Starfield, many ordinary creatures were howling. They couldn't see the sun, and their eyes were pitch-black.

At the same time, in the clouds above the Nine Nether Seas, the battle was extremely tragic.

There is a strong man from the race who melts his body, and pulls a taboo from Minghai to die together.

There was a certain ancestor of the Heifeng clan who fought desperately, but in the end lost to the taboo of Minghai, exhausted his blood and died in battle.

There is also the old Patriarch of the Xiao family of the ancient clan who held the ultimate Taoist weapon and fought against a Minghai taboo at the peak of Xiantai, smashing three stars before winning miserably.

"Those who have not participated in the war, go to all star fields to protect the living beings of the world."

After a certain ancestor beheaded a weaker taboo, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, turned his head to the surrounding practitioners, and roared.

"Yes!"

At this moment, the hundreds of clans are working together, there is no longer any gap, and there is great movement in all directions.

Now that the war has come to an end, even practitioners who have just stepped into Sendai can only watch the battle from afar and are helpless.

Now, with the order of a certain ancestor, all the strong men did not slack off, tearing apart the void and going to all star fields to guard, preventing the aftermath of the war from causing catastrophe to ordinary creatures.

"My old man, Yu Fanmo, has traversed the universe for six thousand years, and he has no regrets in dying on the battlefield today."

On one side of the Nine Nether Seas, an old man cried out in tears.Afterwards, he cut off his vitality and ended his life.

"Old Yu!"

Seeing this, the world cried out in sorrow.

As time went on, the war intensified.

The blood-stained demeanor disrupted this prosperous world.

Once upon a time, all the respected and respected ancestors fought to the death, their brilliance was revealed in the battle, their brilliance bloomed, and they were magnificent.

In the depths of the universe, Emperor Nangong and the Blood Emperor were fighting each other, and every move made would shock the entire universe.

As for Mr. Wuhen, he was holding the imperial spear in blue shirt, and he was in full swing with the nine blood corpses.

In order not to distract Emperor Nangong, Mr. Wuhen could only do his best to block the nine blood corpses.

Not long after, Mr. Wuhen was covered with scars, and even the blue-robed Emperor Spear was stained with his blood.

"One shot from Qiankun will fix the world!"

Master Wuhen clenched the Qingshan Emperor Spear tightly with both hands, and stabbed fiercely at a bloody corpse beside him.

puff!

The Qing Emperor's imperial prestige was left on the imperial spear, which directly pierced through the blood corpse's chest, continuously smashing the sacrificial formation in the blood corpse.

bang...

After a while, the bloody corpse pierced by the imperial spear exploded, turning into blood mist.

The other eight blood corpses pounced on Mr. Wuhen like wild beasts, covering Mr. Wuhen's entire body.

"Get out of here!"

Young Master Wuhen held his gun and roared, shaking away the slaughtered blood corpses one by one.

Gu Hengsheng, who was watching this battle, was shocked.

Mr. Wuhen's body was torn off several pieces of flesh and blood, few parts of his body were intact, it was very hideous.

After the female corpse was shaken away, she pounced on Mr. Wuhen again. The strength of the peak of Xiantai made her enter the realm of no one, smashing all the boulders that blocked her.

"Smoke..."

Mr. Wuhen's mouth smelled bloody, he couldn't bear to use the imperial spear to deal with this female corpse, so he had to dodge to the side and fight with other blood corpses.

Even though Mr. Wuhen knew that the female corpse in front of him might have lost his sanity, he still couldn't kill him.His crippled body has survived so far just to be able to look at her again, how could he be able to kill him?

Bang dong!

Young Master Wuhen dragged his seriously injured body and suppressed another blood corpse with his chest pressed.

After a great battle, only seven of the nine blood corpses remained.

However, Mr. Wuhen was getting weaker and weaker, and the right hand holding the Qingshan Emperor Spear was shaking.

"Ow—"

In the depths of the universe, a dragon chant shocked the world.

Emperor Nangong fully drew Long Yan's bow and shot another arrow.

(End of this chapter)