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

Chapter 455 The First Emperor arrives!
"Who are you? What's your origin?"

As Weasel inquired, he felt more and more that this immortal's soul was unusual.

"What's the point of telling you so much? He's just a deadbeat. He really thinks he can compete with me, an immortal, by getting some treasures."

That golden figure was particularly cold and aloof.

When the weasel heard this, his eyebrows stood up, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

There was a loud boom, and the next moment, this immortal soul launched an attack.

His whole body erupted, and the bright luster was countless times more dazzling than the sun. Along with the hot runes, it was boiling and stinging, making the weasel's eyes sting and unable to look straight. If it were an ordinary cultivator, at such a close distance If you look into his eyes, your eyes will be instantly blinded.

This is still in the state of the soul. If his real body is here, the power emanating from it is destined to be. More powerful.

The weasels did not confront each other head-on. He dodged and retreated, but he was still affected to some extent.

The scorching light stung his eyes, affecting his perception and premonition.

His original plan was effectively interfered with. After planning to collide with each other, he was prepared to use means to assassinate them, but now it is obvious that this will not work.

Moreover, after being attacked, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body entered a chaotic state, which was undoubtedly a means of sealing.

But that's not the most terrifying thing. What shocked Weasel the most was that he found that after the hot and grand light disappeared, the immortal soul actually disappeared from the void without a trace.

The weasel's scalp was numb, and without thinking, he immediately borrowed the power of Nuwa's scroll and retreated, not staying in this area.

The other party could blend into the void before, so he had a guess that he might be the elusive type. Now it seems that the other party is indeed proficient in assassination and attacks. He is probably hiding in the void and wants to target him.

Sure enough, before he could get far away from this area, the moment he was hiding, a blurry figure shattered on top of his afterimage, causing unimaginable fluctuations.

The energy shook the world, and its assassination methods were truly astonishing.

Weasel is dignified. No wonder he is so fast. As a killer and assassin, he must be accomplished in speed.

The blurry figure revealed its true body. It did not pursue him, but spoke coldly and ruthlessly.

"Don't expect me to follow you into the Jedi."

Naturally, the Weasel did not expect to be able to lead him into the distant Jedi and confront him from high in the sky.

"Come and die and fight."

The immortal soul spoke here calmly.

The weasel immediately taunted.

"You have been an immortal for many years, but you still have the nerve to speak like this and confront me, a being who is only in the Golden Core realm?"

The immortal soul didn't mean to say anything. He took action directly and smashed it down with one palm. The silver light disappeared, and the golden flames boiled the world. The overwhelming power came from the sky and the earth, as if the mountains were falling. Countless mountains on the earth collapsed.

Many areas here have turned into lava, and waves are rising and evaporating.

"If you escape from here, I will take action against all living beings in this world. No matter who they are or what living beings they are, there will be death everywhere until you come out."

The soul of this immortal spoke very calmly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, calm and indifferent.

He stood in the void and looked directly at the weasel, "If you run away, everything will die and be destroyed."

When the weasel heard this, the killing intent boiled in his eyes, and he really wanted to kill him completely with one sword, and then cut him into pieces with a thousand cuts.

Sure enough, none of the immortals in the ancient times were good people. They would do anything to achieve their own goals.

In fact, in essence, the human race and the demon race are not real life in the eyes of his heavenly court. They are just sources that can be slaughtered at will.

Especially after going through the land of human reincarnation, no one who survived for such a long time is normal at all. Ruthlessness and cruelty are their common traits.

"The previous three all wanted to chase you and get the magic weapon in your hand alone, but I don't need it at all. I am the only one here, and I don't want to chase you. I will take your treasure here. If If you just die, I will give you a happy life."

The soul of the immortal spoke indifferently.

The weasel laughed angrily when he heard this.

"What do you really think you are? Are you sure you can eat me?"

That immortal soul didn't mean to say much. He was very indifferent. He looked ahead, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

If the weasel runs away, he will turn around and leave, and start killing people all over the world.

The weasel is awe-inspiring, this immortal soul has a particularly solemn mind. Even when faced with such a treasure as Nuwa's scroll, he did not lose his mind, but was thinking calmly and countermeasures.

Seeing this scene, there was no other choice at all. The weasel could only fight.

With a roar, he pulled out the Ding Qin Sword in his hand, and bright light illuminated the entire sky.

It's just that at this time, the Weasel did not choose to use the scroll of Nuwa Empress, and did not use the strongest trump card.

He wanted to wait for the opportunity, wait for the opportunity, and kill the immortal's soul.

He looks down on him from above, and maybe he can take advantage of his negligence to make a crucial fatal move.

But before that, he had to keep dodging, and he had to be careful to avoid the killing move, otherwise he would be destroyed.

The weasel did not hesitate, and with one strike of the sword, a bright light burst out, tearing apart the nine heavens and ten earths.

The immortal soul easily dodged away and spoke with a sigh. "In this era, you are already pretty good. This world has only just begun. It won't take long to reach this state. Unfortunately, it ends here."

"This kind of achievement is far different from that of the human race back then. Whoever was able to hold these two treasures was not the top one. Compared with them, you are really insignificant."

This immortal spoke, and using Wuji's magical power, he moved forward to kill.

A long sword also appeared in his palm. Here he showed the majesty of heaven, cutting endlessly.

The entire sky was buzzing with fog, and there were dark clouds in the sky. There was a loud boom. Although the weasel had dodged as quickly as possible and retreated with all his strength, there was still a sword energy that hit him and grazed him. On top of the Ding Qin sword.

Endless runes immediately wrapped up, trying to compete with him for control of the long sword.

Seeing this scene, Weasel was extremely shocked. He was truly worthy of being at the top of the Immortal realm. It was really terrifying. A casual blow could cause such horrific damage.

At the same time, he was also horrified. Although he had mastered the Ding Qin Sword and had been with it for a long time, there was a certain possibility of it being taken away!
The weasel roared, and the scroll of Nuwa Empress behind him shook on its own, resolving the entanglement of these runes. Compared to Ding Qinjian, the rating of the scroll of Nuwa Empress was obviously higher, and the soul of the immortal did not deal with it at will. The painting of Nuwa Empress is carried out to avoid unnecessary backlash.
There was a loud boom.

The next moment, no one could have imagined that the Ding Qin sword would suddenly shine on its own, like a dazzling sun coming down.

A majestic pressure that shocked the world descended on the entire world, as if the world was trembling violently in all directions.
This is something unprecedented. Since the ancient times, the Weasel has had the Ding Qin Sword for so long, but there has never been such a powerful fluctuation.

Just like the saints from ancient times resurrected, they descended into this world.

There was a loud bang, and a figure actually walked out of the sword. He was wearing an emperor's robe, extremely cold, his eyes were like dazzling light, and his majestic aura shocked the world, making people unable to help but tremble completely in their hearts.

That's the First Emperor!
A ray of his breath is manifested in today's world!
Weasel recognized this majestic figure at first sight.

It's just that this time is different from the past. The eyes of the First Emperor are extremely bright, as if he has really arrived, and his aura is powerful and terrifying.

"After so many years, haven't all the remnants of Heaven been completely killed? It really surprises me."

This blurry figure spoke calmly here. The voice was not very loud, but it resounded throughout the sky like thunder.

"You are the First Emperor of the ancient times!"

The soul of the immortal was obviously horrified when he saw this scene, and instantly fell back tens of millions of miles.

Along the way, mountains collapsed and sea currents dried up. It was obvious that they were completely shocked.

Weasel was naturally dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He never thought that at this most critical moment, the First Emperor of the ancient times would actually appear.

And he was powerful beyond imagination. Although he only had a wisp of breath, the fluctuations on his body were majestic, like the ocean constantly surging and surging wantonly.

"Wait a minute, you are not who he used to be. You are not even a ray of divine thought. It is just the projection on this sword!"

Soon the soul of this immortal saw the source of this phantom and scolded him like this.

"So what, it's enough to deal with you."

A projection of the First Emperor from ancient times spoke calmly.

"After that battle, you may not be in good condition now. You may be dead. Even if you come, I won't be afraid! Now you are just an afterimage of the past fighting against me? Come here and I will kill you. !”

The soul of this immortal roared angrily, and brilliant light erupted all over his body. The long sword in his hand suddenly turned into the most brilliant color of blood, as if blood was constantly flowing, and he swung the strongest blow here.

"Die here!"

The shadow of the First Emperor of the ancient times was calm and he did not speak. With a slight movement of his fingers, the Ding Qin sword in Weasel's hand flew up on its own and landed in his palm.

The First Emperor didn't make too many unnecessary moves, he just swept away calmly and quietly, but with just one move, all the runes rushing towards him collapsed and dissipated.

Especially the weapon in the hand of that immortal soul collapsed into pieces on the spot!
This attack was so terrifying that the immortal soul screamed and his body collapsed on the spot.

And there was a great avenue of flames burning on his arm. With a pop, the entire arm was burned. In just an instant, this immortal soul cut off his burning arm at a very fast speed. Back away.

"You are just a mere golden immortal, and you have been dead for who knows how many years. Yet you dare to face me here. Are you really worthy?"

The emperor from the ancient times spoke calmly, with a calm and condescending tone in his voice, which made the immortal's soul surge with rage, his eyes filled with blood and madness, and he wanted to look up to the sky and roar like crazy.

A few days ago, he still looked at the weasel like this, with such a superior attitude.

But it only took a moment, and the situation between them changed. But no matter what happened at the moment, the soul of this immortal chose to escape in the end.

Although he is cold, ruthless, cruel and domineering, he understands that the gap between the two of them cannot be compared with anger at all. Even if it is a projection of history, after the episode just now, I realized that there is no way to compete with it. .

Especially after passing through the land of human reincarnation in the ancient times, he became more aware of how terrifying the real First Emperor was and how precious life was.

There are endless runes flickering on his body, and he is about to be led into the void to escape.

However, the Emperor's expression remained calm.

"Do you really want to escape? Do you really deserve it?"

The First Emperor spoke calmly, and the long sword in his hand swept across the sky, just making a slight stroke in the void. With a pop, the soul of the immortal staggered back into the world.

He manifested his true state here, and his true body filled the air. His legs were cut off, and the power of his soul continued to spill out like blood. He cried out in pain and screamed incomparably.
This phantom of the relics of the First Emperor is really very different from the previous ones. It is extraordinarily powerful and domineering, with an unrivaled power in every move and every move it makes.

The previous immortal soul was once aloof and calm, but facing the shadow of the First Emperor, he could only retreat as hard as he could.

"How the hell could it be like this!"

The soul of the immortal shouted, with panic in his eyes.

On weekdays, he walks in the darkness. Even on the battlefields of the ancient times, he lurks in the dark and makes sneak attacks. He rarely confronts a strong man head-on. But now facing the historical projection of the First Emperor, there is no trace of him at all. Method!
(End of this chapter)