Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 449 Suppress and kill the three immortals!

The power of the gods is unimaginable!

This is a truly ancient attack, this is a true display of the power that the First Emperor gathered from countless years ago!

Incomparable golden waves spread across the sky and the earth, and terrifying air waves shattered the sky. When this golden palm swept across, cracks spread even in the void!
This is just the aftermath, you can imagine how terrifying the power contained in it is!
And the effect caused by this golden palm did not disgrace its power!

There was a loud bang, just one blow, and this golden palm almost killed the arrogant pangolin on the spot!

The earth cracked, the void collapsed, and lava boiled out from the deep crust, collapsing into the high sky.
The power it contains is unimaginable!

The weasel was beaten to death on the spot, almost completely dead!

How powerful was the previous pangolin?
The power it emanates makes it impossible for Weasel to compare with it, even with the help of Nuwa Empress. It only took a few fights, but it was severely damaged.

But now, in front of this palm made of jade slips, he was as weak as an insect, being crushed easily, without any power to fight back.

The gap between the two is really huge. The most important thing is that the aura spreading from this golden palm is not as terrifying as imagined, and even when it is shot, it is a little unpretentious!
But even without the use of magical powers, it was just a simple physical attack. With its solid and terrifying strength, the pangolin was smashed to pieces on the ground on the spot!

"no, do not want!"

After seeing all this in the distance, the golden skeleton was also running for its life frantically. He was extremely frightened because it was the second thing that the palm targeted.

Plop!
The wings on its back were flapping wildly, almost sparks were appearing. It wished it had two pairs of wings and could cross the border, but this was of no use at all.

The golden palm cut through the sky, but did not reach it. It crashed in the void far away, causing the pair of sacred wings of the golden frame to explode on the spot.

White feathers withered between the sky and the earth, floating down all over the sky.

Moreover, when this palm really reached his head and began to gradually fall downwards, its bones were falling apart from a long distance away!
I can't hold it at all!

The pressure crackled, and all his bones disintegrated and shattered under the pressure of this golden palm!
In the end, after the palm really landed, this skeletal soul only had the strength of a head left!
But he still didn't give up hope of escaping, and was still running away quickly, trying to escape from this place!

"Get out of here and protect this place!"

In addition, the soul of a young man with long silver hair was also roaring.

He sacrificed a small furnace, which was full of pits and dents in many places. It was broken and filled with the smell of decay.

This thing is none other than the little stove they came from across the border before!
When I escaped from the ancient land of reincarnation of the human race, all the runes on it were destroyed, all of them were destroyed, and there were no rules on it.

However, his strong characteristics still exist. Normal means cannot cause any harm to him and cannot be destroyed.

But his defensive power is undoubtedly greatly reduced. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't escape, this silver soul would never take out this magic weapon.

This matter is completely a dead horse and a live doctor. It is less reliable than a weasel hiding in the scroll of Nuwa Empress. But now there is really no way. With his power, it is absolutely impossible to escape from here. Waiting for him There is only one way to die.

There was a loud bang, and the golden skeleton with only the skull left was hit again, but at the critical moment, he used the technique of a substitute to block the blow.

Fleeing frantically, the pangolin was also running for its life at this time. Half of its body was missing, and all of them were screaming. They came to the silver-haired creature and followed him in.

At the end of the road, this is the only option.

With a loud bang, the huge furnace closed again, and the souls of the three immortals were hiding in it. Their faces were extremely pale, their hearts were throbbing, and their broken bodies were constantly trembling.

They felt unprecedented terror and unimaginable death approaching them. since
They had never encountered such a thing since that big war.

Coming to this world, they have almost repaired themselves. They should have been aloof, but now they are so embarrassed.
Before they could finish their thoughts, there was a loud boom, and the palms where the jade slips were gathered hit the furnace. The sound was so loud that it shook the sky.

And the power it possesses is truly unparalleled. With just one blow, a large piece of the furnace was dented on the spot, and even a section of the area was damaged.

Light penetrated in.

"What? How could this happen? This is impossible!"

The souls of the three immortals had numb scalps, dark vision, and weakness all over.

I originally thought that by letting this melting pot work together, they would be able to compete with each other to some extent.

No matter how bad it was, he could withstand several attacks, but he didn't expect that with just one move, the furnace was broken.

This is so bad that not even the furnace can resist it, what else can compete with it!
"No, that's not the case. The Void Furnace is solid and immortal. It is absolutely impossible to be crushed so easily. This is definitely not real. This is an illusion!"

The soul of one of the immortals shouted that he didn't believe what he was seeing.

The souls of the other two immortals are a little desperate. What is so weird about this altar? Who is being sacrificed here?

How on earth did that weasel find this place!
This area is so abnormal, every place is filled with weirdness, making them all feel despair~
There was a loud boom, and the golden palm fell down again.

This time, densely packed runes burst out from the palm, as if they were intertwined and outlined the traces of the heavens. With a boom, the harsh sound of fine iron colliding came, and the five fingers actually penetrated this furnace. Tearing the furnace apart alive.

With a burst of explosions, the middle part of the furnace was completely destroyed. Then the hand slowly clenched its fist, and the entire furnace was peeled off like a shriveled orange peel and scattered around. In a different place.

With a loud bang, the three immortals could no longer hold on and fell from the furnace to the ground, all of them paralyzed on the ground.

They were unable to contend with or resist the majesty they faced. They could only close their eyes here and wait to die.

To everyone's surprise, after this golden palm shattered the furnace, it slowly retreated without actually killing the souls of the three immortals! "Well, what's going on?"

The eyes of the souls of the three immortals were filled with light and gave birth to hope.

Although the injuries they have suffered now are quite heavy, if they can escape the excitement and escape here alive, they may have the possibility to replenish their bodies!
"Go! Get out of here quickly, don't delay!"

The silver-haired immortal spoke anxiously. At this critical moment, he actually didn't forget to grab the souls of the other two immortals and wanted to take them to escape from this place.

However, before they could do anything, what happened next made them feel like they had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant.

Another light shone above the altar, and the phantom looked over.

I couldn't see his true face clearly, I could only see a line of sight sweeping down.

But the next moment, this blurry figure came in front of the three immortals.

how so? What is this?
The souls of these three immortals only had time to think of such a thought. The next moment, the eyes of the blurry figure became brilliant, as if the endless starry sky was unfolding here, and a huge black hole appeared in the three. In front of an immortal.

"Oh no!"

The unimaginable huge gravity slowly spreads out from the black hole.

The first one to bear the brunt was the silver-haired soul at the front. He screamed, struggled violently on the ground, and rolled violently on the ground.

Originally, he had not suffered much trauma in the previous collision, and the physical body constructed from his soul and aura was still intact.

However, now in front of this black hole, he is drying up and shrinking rapidly, and all his energy, energy, and soul are constantly passing away, like a flood that has opened its gates, falling crazily towards the black hole. And go.

In just a moment, with just a snap of a finger, it turned into a skinny skeleton with sunken eye sockets, pupils dim and without luster, and the soul aura in its body had dropped to its lowest point.

The area above the pangolin's chest still existed, but at this moment he was also trembling and feeling despair.

He was constantly retreating and evacuating this place, and his fear reached the extreme.

When he saw the invisible figure looking towards him, and when he saw the black hole moving towards him, he tried his best to resist and struggle, and a vortex also appeared on his body.

But where can it be the opponent of a real black hole?

His body shriveled up and withered in an instant. Some of the scales on his body were still intact, but now they all fell off, and his body withered and turned into a skeleton.

It didn't end at this step. A vague figure stepped forward, and a hollow hand grew out, grabbed the withered bone, and crushed it into pieces with a click.

"Don't kill me. I'm still useful. Please let me go. I can guide you to the whereabouts of the remaining immortals!"

The soul with long silver hair made a weak voice. Until now, he has not completely died. He was a genius from the ancient times and possessed supreme power. Even if he was severely injured, there was still a trace of life.

He wanted to live, he didn't want to die miserably here.

However, the ethereal figure was indifferent at all. He grabbed all the remaining soul bones, clenched them into a ball with a little force, and then threw them into his mouth.

It's just that at the last critical moment, this nihilistic man seemed to have thought of something, and instead of killing him completely, a handful of them remained in place.

The same was true for the souls of the other two immortals. No matter how hard they struggled and screamed for mercy, they could not change the outcome at all. The two of them also suffered the same ending as the silver-haired souls, and were devoured by more than 99% of their power. , only the last dim soul fire is left here.

There is no doubt that although they still have soul fire, their innate power has dissipated, and they have almost no cultivation.

In this situation at this time, even if no one takes action against them, they can no longer survive. The powerful forces are scattered. This is undoubtedly equivalent to knocking down hell from heaven. Under the erosion of the earth's atmosphere, , it won’t be long before they die in this world.

The empty figure quickly retreated towards the original location of the altar, and when passing by the scroll of Nuwa Empress, he seemed to sense something.

Go over and look carefully.

Among them, the weasel's heart was beating wildly, and he was almost frightened to the extreme.

When he looked at the blurry figure, he saw endless time, space, years and countless stars from one eye.

what to do? Does he also want to take action against me?

The weasel waited here hard for time to pass. The ethereal figure wanted to take action several times, but finally gave up on plundering.

After hesitation, he returned to the altar and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the weasel breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, the painting of Nuwa Empress exuded countless auras of chaos. It was extremely mysterious, as if it was removing the shadow of the void that had caused it. Impact.

I don’t know how long it took before the place finally became silent.

Seeing everything here, the weasel looked complicated and sighed. This scroll of Nuwa Empress really helped me a lot. It actually allowed him to escape and not die again.

It was supposed to be the ending of a certain death road, but I didn't expect it to turn into what it is now.

It's just that this feeling is not very good, it can only be regarded as barely surviving. All of his actions are gambling on his life, leaving his destiny to other beings, involuntarily.

Soon he no longer thought about these things. At the moment, he had to deal with the souls of the three immortals first. Although they only had a little bit left and there was not much possibility of causing trouble, they still had to be eliminated as soon as possible. Flame, kill them all!

(End of this chapter)