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

"Darkness is eternal, and the years are endless. Nothing can stop us. Just watch here. One day, the era of Heaven is coming, and the rebels will die. We, Heaven, are the most powerful force in the three realms, and we are hostile to Wu and others. Death without mercy!"

Before dying, the soul of the immortal burst out with a dazzling divine light, roaring like this, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger, and desperate to survive those difficult years, but in the end he died in a In the hands of a creature in the Golden Core realm, this filled his heart with overwhelming resentment.

But no matter what the future holds, he certainly cannot see it.

Faced with his curse, the weasel responded. The power in his hand became stronger and stronger. With a loud bang, it was crushed into the void on the spot. All kinds of souls tried to escape, but they were all killed.

His realization scanned the image of another area. In that area, there were also many immortal souls running towards him.

There is nothing to hesitate about these exaggerated souls. They have already lost their minds over the long years. You will not feel any guilt if you kill them, not to mention that they are enemies of mankind and enemies of all living things. My hands have been stained with an unknown amount of blood. Every time I leave early is a good thing for the creatures on the earth.

Rumble!
Above the sky, the weasel took action, and the sword beside him emitted a full luster.

As the earliest and oldest magic weapon around the First Emperor in the ancient times, the Dingqin Sword has a special response to the souls of these immortals. When the weasel attacks the immortals, the power it exerts is dozens of times greater than usual, and it is not used at all. If it uses too much energy, the Ding Qin Sword itself will emit a particularly terrifying aura, cutting down the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, and the stars.

It was foggy, and with the explosion of power, the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth was cut off, and a huge hollow line appeared high in the sky, covering the entire area.

Then a terrifying aura erupted, along with the fluctuations and power that tore through the sky, killing all the clones of the immortal souls that rushed towards him one by one.

Before the immortal soul died, he seemed to realize some kind of almost overwhelming fear, which allowed him to briefly regain his consciousness.

Seeing the overwhelming light, they also burst out with all their strength, creating souls one after another, splitting their original intact bodies, trying desperately to escape and ascend to heaven.

But it is not of much use at all. The coverage area is too wide. Millions of miles around are shrouded in dense and dense sword energy. Some fish that slip through the net are lucky enough to escape from the world where the sword energy strangles them. He escaped and left, but before he could leave for long, he was shattered by the weasel with a wave of his hand, breaking into blood and bones.

There is no escape at all.

There is simply no way to escape, so the fate of my current souls in this area is already doomed the moment the weasels arrive.

As the souls of the immortals died one by one, many immortals among the other dark armies also woke up for a brief moment under the oppression of the weasel.

They are not afraid of death, not afraid of anything, roaring, roaring, fighting with all their strength, trying to devour the power as quickly as possible, and finally gather together to escape from this place and live.

There are also some brave ones who want to take action against the weasel and shoot towards him.

"How dare the grains of rice shine?"

The weasel was condescending, looking down indifferently, the long sword in his hand exuding dazzling light, but this time he did not wait for the sword energy to sweep out. The next moment the power of the law descended on the earth, and the entire sky seemed to be enveloped in flames. .

That was the picture scroll of Nuwa Empress.

As a newcomer from the ancient era, he has the strongest quality and power among the magic weapons left behind.

Especially before, the weasel deliberately provoked him, causing him to explode, but was eventually suppressed by the shadow of the First Emperor, which had already made him feel angry.

He couldn't take action against the weasels along the way, but he had no intention of showing mercy to the souls of these immortals.

Rumble!
The breath of life exploded, and emerald-green thunderbolts descended between the years. They continued to fall from the sky, carrying an unimaginable breath, making the surrounding void solidify like water waves!
Click, click, click!
The terrifying power came down, shattering the earth into pieces, causing the immortal souls to slow down uncontrollably and gradually kneel on the ground.

Countless immortal souls tried to flee in panic, fully understanding the gap between the two of them, but it was already too late.

The scroll of Nuwa Empress was getting closer and closer to the earth, and her power completely exploded. At this moment, at this moment, some of the dark power split from the heavenly souls was quickly absorbed into it.

The scroll made a clattering sound, and they were directly transferred to the center. A powerful breath of life burst out. Like insects, they disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant, leaving no trace, not even those that spread out. The blood was crushed into pieces and became the most basic spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

There are some smart and powerful ones. Although they have no sense, they are keenly aware of the unusualness here and feel fear.

They exploded with all their strength, ignited themselves, stood up under the pressure, and quickly fled into the distance, but the result was still of no use.

The ancient scroll of Nuwa Empress began to expand continuously, and he finally found an opportunity to vent the fire. How could he let it go? In the end, he spun faster and faster, and while spinning, he left a trail of traces in the void. A mark.

Immediately afterwards, these marks began to circle with him, and then poured out endless power, hovering over the entire land. One after another, jet-black ink spread from his scroll, covering the entire earth.

Then those marks exploded.

They have almost endless speed, even exceeding the speed of light. The difference is hundreds of millions of miles. The speed is so fast that all the intruders and all the split souls are instantly pierced through their heads by him. There is no way at all. Fish in the road network.

The next moment, the scroll of Nuwa Empress shook violently. Except for a very small number of strong men who needed to be left for interrogation by the weasel, the rest all trembled with his arm and made a shuddering sound. All these souls disappeared in an instant. It was shattered into the purest source of blood and died an untimely death.

The breath of life burned in the flames, absorbing the laws and imprints from those gods, and finally integrated into his body. Although Weasel has now become a half-step immortal, he still needs to constantly make up for himself.

The endless bones and ashes were all shaken out and fell outside the scroll of Nuwa Empress, and all the power inside was absorbed. This is definitely the top powerhouse, this is definitely It is a supreme magic weapon.

Even the souls of many immortals who have lost their minds are a little scared at this time. This is the sense of oppression coming from the depths of their souls.

Those beings from Daxia are also extremely frightened. You must know that the previous creatures, each of them fought very hard. If you want to win, you must be very energetic. If you are not careful, you will be The result of death was instantly shocking. What an outrageous method this was, and what a terrible ending it was.

Being able to instantly defeat the souls of these immortals and the splitting power they emit, this means that he has the same power to defeat them all.

There was a loud roar, and endless power fluctuations appeared in the sky where the souls were originally, and the void there seemed to be cracking.

The earth seems to be collapsing, and one after another terrifying aura flows out of it. The black mist fills the entire time and heaven and earth, constantly carrying the power of the long river of time, as if some living being is about to cross that black mist. , descended into this piece of heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, the weasel's eyes were extremely bright. He had already killed seven immortals, so what else was he afraid of?

He strode forward, climbed into the sky, and stood directly in front of the black weapons. Looking forward, he vaguely saw the enemy and some hostile creatures. Without any hesitation, He immediately took out the Ding Qin Sword in his hand.

If we talk about attack power alone, none of the magic weapons in his body can compare with the Ding Qin Sword.

The terrifying sharp edge stung countless creatures who all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at it.

With a swish sound, the Weasel swung out his sword and unleashed a monstrous sword energy, splitting the void in the distance horizontally and cutting it off, making the originally not very large passage even wider.

He wanted to take a look, he wanted to see what abilities these souls who should have been lost in ancient times still have. Is there any backup plan that has not been used?

There was a boom, a huge roar, the distant sky was shaking, the laws were shaking, the endless mountains and moon above the earth were broken, and the ocean was boiling.

The weasel turned his head, stretched out a hand, and sealed and froze this place. If he hadn't taken action to suppress this place, I'm afraid that just this roar would have shattered many creatures and killed them.

The weasel turned his head and looked around, and finally saw the end of the endless black mist. He saw clearly what was there. A huge creature appeared in this area. He had more than twenty heads, each one They are all like gray smoke, and the true appearance cannot be seen clearly, but you can vaguely see that they are covered with cyan scales, which are hideous and terrifying.

After looking carefully, the weasel discovered that each of the twenty heads was different. Their bodies were very similar to those of unicorns, and their necks were very similar to real dragons from ancient times. One after another, they were constantly circling here. Dance.

Its size is really huge. Each of its tiniest scales is bigger than a mountain. Especially his eyes, which are almost the size of the moon. This is really frightening. His body is not completely intact. Revealing it is only part of it.

But even a part of it exposed above the earth is shocking enough.

This is definitely the largest weasel has ever seen.

It's a pity that the power on him is not as scary as his size. He is just an immortal, and there is no breath of life in him. This means that this is a dead creature, but his soul has been condensed. They are stuck together and causing trouble here.

But at the same time, Weasel is also sure that this condensed monster is definitely powerful. The terrifying aura exuding on it is no less than any of the seven immortals who came before. Even because of its violent, irritable and powerful nature, The lethality may be much stronger than theirs.

On the earth, apart from him, there is simply no creature that can defeat his opponent. It is too tyrannical and there are not many things that can compare with it.

Did the creatures in the land of reincarnation devour each other one after another, attack each other, and finally synthesize such a monster?

The weasel spoke indifferently. There was no doubt that the power contained in this creature condensed with each other was absolutely powerful.

If he had his own real life and his own real body, the consequences would be disastrous. Even a weasel would be in a hard fight.

It's a pity that these souls have already lost too many. It is too difficult to have a real body of your own. Even if this evil spirit is too powerful, it will not have its own reason after all, and it is impossible to condense its own body. .

In so many years, there were so many souls of dead immortals that could be collected, but in the end there were only seven, and they all died at his hands.

"One has died a long time ago, and only a little bit of obsession is left. Secondly, let me free you. You are lucky to die by my hands, and you will not suffer any pain."

The weasel spoke indifferently and walked forward, with murderous intent gradually gathering in his eyes. The monster opposite him seemed to have felt all this, and looked forward, with all forty eyes bursting out with terrifying terror. the breath.

The powerful impact cannot be tolerated by ordinary strong people, and it will explode in an instant. But in front of the weasel, this was not enough to see. It was just a common weapon swept out from his hand. With a loud pop, all twenty heads fell down and were cut off on the spot.

Seeing this scene, almost all the creatures on the bottom were dumbfounded. This was really weird. That twenty-headed monster was unimaginably shocking. Its body was huge and boundless. Just one eye was as big as the moon. The aura emitted by the endless black mist made them feel despair and fear.

In the end, he was killed all at once? (End of chapter)