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

Chapter 461 The war ends, the immortal dies!

The relics of the First Emperor spreading between heaven and earth are gradually coming to light as the two fight against each other.

This is not groundless. They all have a vague feeling that this relic is destined to be unusual and extraordinary.

Because he hasn't appeared yet, the atmosphere of time and space is filling the air.

future!

There are actually future fluctuations in this relic of the First Emperor!
The pupils of this immortal's soul shrank, and vaguely, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked at the weasel.

"I understand. Do you know that everything you have done is in vain? If you retreat now, there is still a possibility of survival. Otherwise, you will never understand what you are facing!"

"If you continue to fight like this, your end will definitely be extremely miserable and extremely sad!"

The soul of this immortal spoke like this with a kind of cruelty and domineeringness, and at the same time there was a hint of anxiety.

"Yeah."

The weasel spoke calmly.

"Foolish, you really don't know what you are about to encounter!" The soul of this immortal said coldly.

However, opposite him, no matter what he said, the weasel was not affected in any way. He was tough, tenacious, and extremely confident.

"After all, it's just a dead soul. Why are you talking to me? Just die here!"

The weasel's eyes were firm.

The current immortal soul was too dangerous. He had to kill it here, otherwise when he regained consciousness, it would be destined to be a disaster that he could not cope with.

This immortal soul's eyes became even colder after hearing these words.

It seems that if we don't kill him here today, the matter will not end.

Taking a deep breath, it kept taking action and moving, its figure was like a dream bubble, and every move it made carried the great power of opening the sky.

There was a loud boom, and his hair emitted a dazzling light.

He was supposed to be formed by condensing souls and had no entity, but now all the spiritual energy from the heavens is condensing towards him, and finally turned into his true state.

Everything was condensed into his body, turning him from nothingness to a golden color.

As his body gradually condensed, the temperament of his entire soul also began to change. It began to gradually become majestic, sacred and dazzling. It seemed that flesh and blood began to appear out of thin air, and the condensed energy was no longer exhausted.

"Competing with me will be the stupidest decision in your life."

This immortal spoke calmly, and a brilliant light filled his eyes. Thunder after thunder appeared in his eyes, as if a thunder disaster was coming, which was extremely frightening.

Between the movements of his pupils and eyes, an aura of creation filled the air.

The endless laws of heaven and earth are revolving around him, and the black lotus is constantly boiling, and it actually changes from its original pure black color to a brilliant golden color.

"I have come to this world, I have gained new insights, and I will transform into a new self." The soul of this immortal looked at the weasel coldly.

His hands continued to condense, and he used both hands to use various runes.

"what!"

With his actions, the void behind him was constantly shaking, and eventually a crack opened!
The ancient altar then filled the air, and the immortal soul fell down, landed on the altar, and condensed its own blood.

These bloods are not entities, they are transformed by souls, but every drop is extremely heavy, carrying the power and fluctuations that can collapse everything in the world.

Seeing this scene, Weasel's scalp felt numb because he felt a terrifying aura in the blood.

And from the altar, many scenes emerged, with the world opening up and time passing by.

Countless immortals descended from the sky, each one of them was a horrific event from a distant and infinite era.

There is no doubt that it is absolutely terrifying for the soul of this immortal to reach this point.

His growth path is dazzling and extraordinary, which is simply not comparable to ordinary people.

There was a loud boom, accompanied by endless streams of light, and the state of this immortal soul seemed to have changed.

His blood is constantly flowing, constantly communicating with heaven and earth.

The endless runes finally turned into a dazzling altar, but this altar was made entirely of blood, almost like a thin film covering the original altar.

There are strange fluctuations emitting from it, as if there are two huge millstones that are constantly rotating, crushing everything in the sky and earth.

There is no doubt that this is another terrifying magical power.

The soul of this immortal wants to use this move to crush the weasel here alive. The purpose of coming to this altar is not to sacrifice anything, but to crush the living being!
"wishful thinking."

Weasel spoke coldly, sensing the danger immediately.

It quickly evaded and responded to everything indifferently.

And his body glowed, endless mana condensed, and the breath of life exploded, causing large amounts of smoke to rise from his body.

Above his head, the Qilin flames boiled and burned, and he swept out his sword. The fierce and terrifying sword energy enveloped the Qilin flames, burning the sky and sea towards the altar.

Even though the current Weasel is shrouded in that inexplicable law and frightened by that inexplicable aura, he is still calm and composed.

Because there are various magic weapons of the First Emperor here, he cannot be defeated so easily, and if he is not defeated, given enough time, he can definitely find a way to defeat him.

The weasel let out a long roar and suddenly struck again. At the same time, after the sword was slashed out, the world opened up. A blazing ray of light also spurted out from his palm.

That is the pure power of Qilin Flame!
It formed a dazzling long sword, and swept away along with the light of the Love Sword, carrying a vigorous breath of life in the heat.

"Break it here!" The weasel roared, intending to use its power to destroy all things.

A loud bang!
Both were supreme magical powers. They collided with each other, and the altar kept making rattling sounds, and finally cracked and shattered!
However, Weasel's two magical powers also dissipated, and the Ding Qin Sword in his hand also flickered.

Obviously, the power of this move has dropped a lot.

There was a loud boom, the aftermath merged with each other, and finally they all exploded.

The terrifying waves swept across the sky, and under the waves, the souls of the weasel and the immortal collided together.

They attacked wildly and fought crazily. At this time, the weasel's body was covered with a lot of blood, and the same was true for the immortal soul. His body was withered and his hair had returned to its original appearance. He stood here fighting with the weasel. Fierce confrontation and fighting.

There is no doubt that if we just talk about combat skills, this immortal soul is still much higher after all. After all, it is an existence from the heaven in the ancient times. It has received systematic training, which is endless and has accumulated over the years. After all, the knowledge cannot be compensated by the Weasel's talent in a short period of time.

It might be possible if he was given time, but now, it is impossible for him to be his opponent in less than a hundred years.

However, with the scroll of Nuwa Empress sheltering here, the weasel was not defeated so easily for a while.

The breath of life is endless, and it is immortal. As long as it does not suffer too many fatal wounds at the moment, the weasel can recover quickly.

What a coincidence is that the same is true for the soul of the immortal opposite him. Although he has no magic weapon to bless him, he is extremely powerful, and his resilience is as good as that of a weasel.

This brought the situation to a deadlock for a moment. Each of them had infinite power, but their resilience was terrible. They kept attacking and attacking, leaving various wounds on each other, but It will also recover quickly.

Nowadays, the two powerful men are constantly fighting here, and they are constantly taking action. In the end, someone will fall here.

There was a loud roar, and behind the immortal soul, three pairs of wings suddenly appeared. These wings were condensed from those black lotus flowers, and each one was particularly dazzling, like the black sun.

They condensed into the shape of wings, but there were only three of them, which was extremely weird.

However, these petals suddenly erupted with powerful and terrifying destructive power, which condensed into waves that corroded everything. They suddenly fanned down and moved towards the weasel to suppress it.

There was a loud bang, and the scroll of Nuwa behind the weasel rattled. Green light spurted out, covering the nine days. The two colors of the moon and the sun continued to condense, and all things were born and destroyed here.

Boom!

The two collided with each other and eventually dissipated into nothingness. At this moment of collision, the weasel took action!
It clenched its fingers tightly, punched out with its fist, grabbed the Ding Qin Sword in its right hand, and pointed the sword forward.

Using two killing moves, he rotated and attacked the immortal soul. He wanted to suppress the opponent with the most powerful means here.

There was a clicking sound, and the immortal soul reacted very quickly. His right palm turned into a blade, and the other fist turned into a shield. It was brilliant and dazzling, and it resisted the weasel. Two attacks.

With such a simple killing, the Weasel did not expect to be able to kill him, and he did not hesitate to perch on it and fight with him.

The sky trembled, and the years collapsed. The two collided with each other, and they fought with each other, and the fight reached a fever pitch right here.

With every attack and every confrontation, the power was constantly boiling, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was constantly rotating, as if a big hole had been opened here, sucking all the spiritual energy from the surrounding infinite area here.

They fought against each other, fighting against each other, all using their last trump cards, because they had a hunch that the people on the opposite side were almost reaching their limit, and they were also here to decide the final life and death.

This battle was very fierce. Weasel did not dare to be distracted at all. Every move was extremely sublime and his strongest attack method. There were no ordinary magical powers at all. Every move was shot with all his strength. , striving to suppress this immortal here and kill him here, and eliminate the troubles for all living things on the earth.

There was a loud roar, and under this continuous attack, the soul of this immortal was really suppressed.

After all, he is not a being of this era. Although he has strong strength and various combat experience, he is a soul and his body has not been completely repaired, which greatly reduces his combat power.

Many magical powers and spells cannot be fully cast.

Taking advantage of this advantage, the Weasel's attack was like a violent storm, giving him no time to breathe at all.

Whenever this immortal's soul power was exhausted, he would use his strongest means to leave some wounds on his body.

Although these wounds were not too many, as time went by and the war continued to accumulate, more and more wounds appeared on his body.

By the time the last immortal soul moved, it was actually a little sluggish, as if it had fallen into a quagmire, and was no longer as dazzling as before.

Seeing this scene, Weasel did not hesitate and directly showed off his strongest magical power. He grabbed the scroll of Ding Qin Sword and Nuwa Empress in his hand. At the moment when both parties rushed to the nearest, he pushed to the extreme. At this moment , the scroll of Nuwa Empress is glowing, and the Ding Qin sword is also erupting.

The runes swept away as if they were free of charge, forming a blurry shadow high in the sky.

The phantom appeared in the sky, and finally dissipated, turning into a furnace, wrapping the soul of the immortal in it.

Seeing this scene, the immortal soul's pupils suddenly shrank, and he struggled wildly. Countless black lotuses exploded here. He sensed that something was wrong, and he was trying to break free from the control of a furnace here!

But the weasel finally got this opportunity, how could he relax?

He held the various seals firmly, not wanting the immortal soul to break free and escape.

"Asshole! Let me out, how dare you!"

This immortal soul roared and roared, but the weasel opposite him was also very nervous. After all, he was not a real immortal, and his understanding of various runes and magical laws were not as good as the other one. He only relied on the female Only the scroll of Empress Wa, the sword of Ding Qin and various treasures can achieve the current effect.

He was really afraid that these magical powers would lose their effect.

This immortal soul struggled and roared, but he failed in the end. He screamed and was hit by the Supreme Rune, and the endless stream of light immediately enveloped him.

Feeling this scene, his pupils shrank and he struggled hard, but it was of no use at all. The black lotuses continued to decay one after another, and his body seemed to be drying up with the decay of these lotus flowers.

After just a few seconds passed, all the energy in his body was flowing to the point where I was at its worst.

(End of this chapter)