The Road to Martial Arts BOSS

Chapter 1138 True Identity
Daqian Taizu Ji Muqing is invincible, even in today's era where strong men appear frequently, his bones are naturally not ordinary.

Having been kept in the imperial mausoleum for many years, Ji Muqing's remains have become a rare treasure, and it is indeed a trump card.

However, this kind of use of remains is no different from the use of the corpses of successive emperors in the Northern Zhou Dynasty to arrange the Nine-Dragon Cauldron Heaven Array, which in itself is a great blasphemy against the dead.

Even if the Taishang Daoist has the ability to make calculations, he would never have thought that as early as 300 years ago, the Dagan Party, or this person Mu Cangsheng, had already laid out this trump card.

Using the remains of one's own father as props, no matter whether Ji Muqing personally instructed it or not, it can be regarded as refreshing the three views of those who know the inside story of the remains.

Of course, no matter how emotional or annoyed it is, it is too late now.Because this hole card has already been activated.

"Ow~"

It was too late to say it, and the distance of tens of miles was fleeting. The roaring five-clawed golden dragon submerged into the body of the Seven Emperors, making it slump.

"The holy dragon descends to heaven."

"Ow~"

The golden scales flickered, and the roar of the dragon shook the sky.

The hundred-foot-long dragon soared into the sky, and suddenly gathered wind and clouds, and a dragon chant caused a great change in the sky.

"Nine Heavens Dragon's Chant has changed the sky."

Following the words of the Seven Emperors, the Shenlong reached out its claws and buckled towards the sky wheel. Its huge claws actually grabbed the sky wheel, firmly held down the wheel's rotation, and sent out lightning bolts.

"Om-"

The sea of ​​vitality gathered by the sky wheel fluctuated, and the vitality became a liquid, setting off a violent wave and impacting continuously, but it still couldn't stop the dragon from pressing against the sky wheel.

However, even if he was pushed back, the Emperor's situation is still not optimistic, because his strength has not recovered, and the Supreme Daoist still draws the vitality of heaven and earth for blessing.

so······

"burst!"

The dragon is in the air, surrounded by a huge dragon body, and the dragon energy that has been accumulated for 300 years explodes in an instant.

"boom--"

There was only a loud noise, and dark yellow spots of light scattered in the sky, like blood and gas, scattered all around.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is dark yellow.

After 300 years of accumulation in the imperial mausoleum, this dragon energy has already become a real dragon. Once it explodes, even the most powerful people will be injured by this move.

But in the dark yellow mist, the Taishang Taoist body was shocked, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he was already injured.

With 300 years of accumulated accumulation and the desperate attack of the Seven Emperors, the Taishang Daoist did not show any injuries on the outside, but the wounds on the inside were quite deep.

He glanced unwillingly at the falling Human Sovereign, his figure disintegrated into air and slowly disappeared.

he's gone.

Staying here doesn't mean that you can't continue to kill the emperor, and the Taishang Daoist can be sure that in just a quarter of an hour, the emperor will not die, and the battle body will have to be abolished.

However, he didn't have a quarter of an hour.

There were constant warning signs in his heart, it was the way of heaven warning him that someone who was enough to threaten his life was nearby.If it was in its heyday, the Taishang Daoist would naturally not be afraid of anyone, but now...

Anyway, it's better to withdraw first.

"Pity······"

Someone in the dark shook his head, and the scarlet light of the knife sank into his sleeve.

As long as the Taishang Daoist is delayed for a moment, the knife will probably be cut on him.The difference in an instant, the result is also a world of difference.

Taishang Daoist, as always, was meticulous and thoughtful, and he would die, leaving no flaws for anyone.

The same is true of Dongying's three-person group. When they saw the appearance of the Supreme Taoist, they avoided it far away and watched from the outside.The Taishang Daoist seemed to have sent a message to them before leaving, and the three of them also quickly evacuated.

"Dongying, Suzhan Mingzun..." Qing Yu's eyes fixed on one of the three who left quickly.

"The physique that absorbs the power of the dragon's veins all the time, and that fierce sword, I understand why the emperor was injured so badly."

Just by looking at it, Qing Yu was basically sure that Renhuang was injured by Tian Congyun Sword.To be precise, it should be Tiancong Yunjian, who is presided over by Taishangdao.

This fierce sword devoured the essence and blood of the Emperor, making Suzhan Mingzun's strength so refined.This was the stumbling block that the Taishang Daoist had put on Qing Yu.

"Do you want to use Suzhan Mingzun to disgust me? Let's see if he can live until then." After Qing Yu glanced at it, he lost interest in watching Suzhan Mingzun.

Even if the strength is greatly improved, Suzhan Mingzun is at such a level, which is more than a step behind Qing Yu.Now Qing Yu doesn't even bother to snatch the Great Freedom from Suzhan Mingzun's body.

"Let's entangle it again, and attract the eyes of the world to this."

Qing Yu's figure slowly disappeared into the darkness.

He didn't attack the seriously injured Emperor, as if he came here just to watch a play.

And after he left, the scene still hasn't ended.

The Emperor fell to the ground, his face was pale and bloodless, it was obvious that after this battle, he was injured more deeply, making the situation worse.

Mu Cangsheng and Pei Dongliu didn't have time to heal their injuries, so they rushed towards the Emperor.But the one who was faster than them was Mishen Weng, who was being suppressed and beaten by Amaterasu all the time.

I saw the strong wind passing by, and the figure of Mi Shenweng appeared behind the Human Emperor, and he stamped his palm on the Human Emperor's back with lightning speed.

"You! Mishen Weng!!" Mu Cangsheng roared in shock.

He had basically ruled out beforehand that Mi Shenweng wanted to harm the Emperor, because if he wanted to harm the Emperor, he only needed to help Dongying and attack Tianjing together, so there was no need to do so many times.

But now the behavior of Mishen Weng has proved that he may just want to do more than that.

The dark and strange spell spread out from the palm, quickly covering the body of the Emperor, and firmly imprisoned him inside. What is even more surprising is that this spell actually blocked the echo between the Emperor and the earth, extremely It greatly hindered the circulation between the two sides, and weakened the aura of the emperor who was seriously injured.

If it was in its heyday, even if it lost the blessing of Earth Qi, it would be no problem. There are signs of deepening.

"Human Emperor, Human Emperor, hahaha..." Mishen Weng raised his head to the sky and screamed, his white beard and hair fluttering wildly, "You still fell into the hands of this old man after all."

The goal is achieved, that is, the Myshen Weng who is hundreds of years old has the feeling of an old man chatting about his old age, his face is full of joy, and he can't stop laughing.

"Feng Jedi Qi, this is the forbidden curse of the southern border. This kind of ancient spell cannot be learned by outsiders."

Human Sovereign was captured, but his state of mind was still extremely stable. He still had time to study the incantations on his body, and searched for the origin of the incantations from the memory of nine generations of Human Sovereigns.

"You should be from Southern Border, otherwise you wouldn't be able to learn this secret witchcraft." Human Sovereign said calmly.

"Haha not bad!"

Mi Shenweng waved his sleeves, the white robe on his body glowed blue, and countless witchcraft and witchcraft appeared on the robe, his face changed suddenly, and his tall and straight body became a little more majestic.

The pitch-black incantation that imprisoned the Emperor has also undergone great changes, from weird to vast and ancient, without any sneaky look, but with a majestic beauty.

With such a face and such attire, Mu Cangsheng, who was very familiar with this, blurted out the name: "Great Witch Festival."

That's right, the Mishen Old Man at this time, judging from his appearance, who is he if he is not the Great Witch Festival?

"Mi Shenweng has existed in the Central Plains for more than 500 years, and the Great Witch Ji set up this identity 500 years ago." Pei Dongliu also felt unbelievable for Mi Shenweng's real body.

With an identity that has been in operation for 500 years, it is no wonder that no one would doubt whether the identity of Mi Shenweng is fake.

Many strong men in today's era existed before they were born. For countless warriors in the world, it may be common knowledge that My God is a strong man in the Central Plains Tianbang.

This is the effect of a long time.

"It's always good to live longer," the Great Witch Ji who manifested his real body said with a smile, "For example, use the method of splitting the soul to split up a few more clones, for example, running secretly in the Central Plains 300 years ago, uniting various sects and sects to spy Kill Ji Muqing.

It's just that the old man never expected that the Battle of Southern Border would happen so suddenly, and the avatar and the main body hadn't had time to become one, and they were plotted by your Emperor's lineage. "

The age of the great witch sacrifice is almost nine hundred years old, and it is approaching the final limit of the strongest.Among the powerhouses in the world, the only one who is older than the Great Witch Ji is the Sword God.

However, the sword god has been sealed for 900 years. In terms of vicissitudes of life, it is still not as good as the Great Witch Festival.

The age of 900 years has exceeded the history of a dynasty. The Great Zhou Dynasty was in 900 years ago, and the Great Zhou Dynasty had perished 300 years ago.

During these long years, despite being imprisoned by various factors such as talent, aptitude and opportunity, his strength has not reached the extreme state, but he has repeatedly practiced the method of splitting the soul, and the Great Witch Ji has managed several vest clones.

Among them, the one with the longest operating time is the incarnation of Mishen Weng.More than 500 years have solidified people's impression of Myshen.Even 300 years ago, he secretly contacted various factions to assassinate the emperor, but he never revealed his identity.

But today, the Great Witch Ji/Mishen Weng Tu saw him with a dagger, and captured the seriously injured Emperor in one fell swoop.

After a little venting the joy in his heart, Da Wuji grabbed Renhuang's shoulder with one hand, and performed the fastest footwork in southern Xinjiang "Racing the Sun and Chasing the Sun".

"My southern border's ancestral battle body has been taken by you for so long, so it should be returned."

The lingering sound lingered in place, and the figure had disappeared.

At the beginning, he was tricked by Renhuang's lineage and lost his ancestor's battle body. Today, the feng shui has changed.

"Stabilize the situation in Tianjing first."

Mu Cangsheng pressed Pei Dongliu who was about to chase, and said, "The skill of the Great Witch Festival avatar returns to the main body, and its strength is no small matter. I'm injured now, so don't act rashly."

"If he wants to regain the battle body, he must destroy the human emperor's spiritual consciousness, but now that the spiritual knowledge and the battle body are completely integrated, it is not so easy to destroy, we have plenty of time to arrange.

The most important thing now is to stabilize the situation and suppress the news that the emperor has been captured, and don't let Dongpu have an opportunity to take advantage of it. "

(End of this chapter)