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

Alarm bells rang in Weasel's heart.

The blow of a true immortal was so terrifying. The terrifying pressure swept over him. In the face of this dark, chaotic and ominous power, the space around him was crushed and broken into countless fragments.

Before that, he killed a lot of immortal souls. However, although the immortals are powerful and far beyond the ability of current cultivators to resist, in the end, they are just incomplete souls whose strength is less than one percent of the peak. The immortals are completely two concepts.

The magic power they possess is absolutely different. Even though the immortal body in front of him has dried up to the point of disgrace, it is definitely much more powerful than the immortal soul!

No time to think too much.

At this moment, the weasel sacrificed the scroll of Nuwa Empress. The scroll of Nuwa, which contained the majestic life, formed a barrier to block all the primitive darkness that came from the attack.

The scroll of Nuwa exudes a sacred light, almost covering the entire space.

And the so-called primitive darkness, in front of this light, seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, quickly fading back around the Dark Immortal, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Seeing this scene, Weasel's eyes suddenly lit up.

Unexpectedly, Empress Nuwa's scroll had such a miraculous effect on dealing with this primitive darkness. She just sacrificed it, without using any killing methods, to dispel the primitive darkness that contained the power of the immortal.

Could it be that this battle was won effortlessly?

Thinking of this, a look of joy appeared on Weasel's face, but it quickly dimmed again.

Immortals are immortals after all, and this method of attack cannot be the only one. In the face of a powerful enemy, one must be more cautious, especially when facing an ancient heavenly immortal.

There was a hint of surprise on the dark immortal's withered and shrunken face.

"Nuwa's treasure is truly infinitely powerful." The Dark Immortal murmured to himself, apparently surprised that Nuwa's scroll had dispelled the original darkness.

He didn't know how many years he stayed in this space before he integrated into the power of darkness and received the blessing of this primitive darkness. However, the first time he made a move, he was destroyed by the treasure.

"What a wonderful treasure. It's a pity that it's in the hands of a beast. If I get it, I can not only restore this body that is on the verge of being broken, but I can even restore my peak cultivation level and break through the bottleneck of the ancient times and go one step further!" Dark Immortal ,road.

There is greed in the dark immortal's turbid eyes. Any immortal who sees the treasure will definitely not be able to help the greed in his heart.

What's more, the dying immortal will place his hope of resurrecting his life on her after seeing the scroll of Nuwa.

Listening to what the Dark Immortal said, Weasel twisted his lips and sneered: "I don't know how many ancient immortals I have heard these words from, but it is a pity that the scroll of Nuwa is still in my hands, and you He will eventually die under the treasure."

If you want the Nuwa scroll, you have to show the corresponding ability, right?

He is just an immortal from the ancient heaven, and it’s not like he has never been killed before. So what if the dark immortal in front of him has a physical body?
It's just a little more strength, which is far from what it was at its peak. With several treasures in hand, the Nuwa scroll can defeat the Dark Immortal, and I will definitely be able to kill him!

The Dark Immortal slowly focused his gaze on the weasel's body.

"You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. It seems that you, the evil beast, have killed many immortals in my heaven. But do you really think that I am the same as those immortals?"

After the words fell, the withered immortal who was originally floating in the dark land disappeared.

The weasel's pupils shrank, and he was about to look for the figure of the dark immortal.

But at the next moment, a terrifying force suddenly came from above!

The Dark Immortal struck down with a palm, and the terrifying force shook for thousands of miles. The weasel was also hit by this palm without any accident, turning into a golden stream of light and falling hard.

"Immortal, why are you called an immortal? Is it the extremely powerful soul, or the boundless magic power?" After hitting with a palm, the Dark Immortal looked at the weasel who could barely stabilize his body and said.

The weasel's mind was trembling with fear, and his internal organs were shaking uneasily. The damage caused by this palm was incalculable, and it was comparable to using the physical body to forcefully eat an immortal's magical power.

How could this be? It's just an ordinary palm, how can it be so powerful?
The Dark Immortal asked himself and answered, "The reason why an Immortal is called an Immortal is that apart from his soul and magical power, the most important thing is his body in the Immortal Realm. The Heavenly Immortal you killed should have been imprisoned in the realm of reincarnation." The immortal soul of the earth, the immortal without a body..."

"It's just the Corpse Execution Immortal."

The weasel was obviously a little solemn when he heard what the Dark Immortal said.

He naturally knew the difference between the soul of an immortal and a real immortal, but he did not expect that the difference would be so big. The power erupted with or without a physical body were two different levels.

"Old guy, you say I have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I think you talk a lot. Could it be your last words?" Weasel said disdainfully.

The Dark Immortal didn't care about the weasel's ridicule, his face remained calm, and he said: "I have been in this dark place for countless years, but now that I see living creatures, I can't help but talk more."

"But you should be grateful for it. Be grateful that you can live a little longer because of it."

The weasel turned a deaf ear to the Dark Immortal's words and responded with a scroll of Nuwa.

The majestic sacred power rushed out from the scroll of Nuwa, forming mountains and rivers thousands of miles away and smashing towards the dark immortal. The power contained in it was not weaker than the full blow of a real immortal!
Faced with the attack of Nuwa's scroll, even the Dark Immortal had to temporarily avoid the edge.

The form of the Dark Fairy once again disappeared into the formless darkness.

Seeing this scene, the Weasel concentrated his mind and scanned the entire darkness with his eyes. If there was any fluctuation, Nuwa Scroll would instantly attack him.

However, at this moment, the weasel suddenly appeared in a black robe, before he could react.

Then a heavy punch came towards him.

"No fluctuation at all? How is that possible!"

The weasel was horrified. Logically speaking, even if the immortal could use the escape technique to travel through space, he would never be able to do so without causing any fluctuations!
How did this dark immortal do it? !

But fortunately, he was alert in advance and immediately summoned Ding Qin Jian to stand in front of him.

The Dark Immortal punched the Ding Qin sword.

Pong!
The huge sound made the entire dark place feel a little shaken and uneasy.

The dark immortal was even more shocked. He punched the Ding Qin Sword. His hand, which was already withered and decayed, was now cut off by the sword energy of the Ding Qin Sword. A large piece of his hand was cut off, and the strange and mysterious blood of the immortal flowed. And out, dripping into the boundless darkness.

"Ding Qin Sword! This is the most precious treasure of the Human Emperor!"

If it were just a scroll of Nuwa, the Dark Immortal would only feel greed in his heart when he saw it, but if it was the Ding Qin Sword, boundless fear would arise in his heart in an instant.

Without him, he has seen too many strong men die on this sword. It can be said that the sharpening stone of this sword is the countless immortals from heaven who died under the sword!
After a brief period of fear, the Dark Immortal suddenly burst out laughing again, and the eerie laughter resounded throughout the dark land.

"With the Ding Qin Sword in the hands of you beast, the human emperor of the human race is dead! My heaven is still the master of heaven and earth! This so-called human race is just a reptile that can make a little noise!" The dark immortal laughed wildly, without caring about the weasel. The presence.

That's right, in his opinion, all the treasures of the Human Emperor were lost in the body of a little demon. The Human Emperor must have been killed by a strong man from heaven! "Yes, everything is right. The scroll of Nuwa is in your hands, and the sword of Ding Qin is also in your hands. Today's human race must have been exterminated by my heavenly court. Relieve your anger! It's really a relief! Hahaha! Wait until I break out of this dark place. Earth, it’s the true immortal in the free heaven again!”

"But before that, I need to deal with you, the little evil beast."

The Dark Immortal's cold eyes moved, and he no longer had any intention of teasing the weasel, revealing the ruthlessness and murderous intent he should have.

Now, he just wants to kill the weasel as soon as possible, and then rush out of the dark place and return to heaven!

He stopped talking and disappeared again.

Weasel was alert in his heart, and used the power of Nuwa's scroll to cover his whole body to form a barrier. The Ding Qin sword was placed in front of him, and the sword energy surged, breaking through the boundless darkness.

Wanting to repeat his old tricks again, the immortal's body is indeed a bit scary.

When facing a real immortal, having only magical treasures is not enough...

At this time.

The darkness around the weasel rippled.

At this moment, Weasel slashed out a surge of sword energy with Ding Qin Sword.

Ping pong!

The sound came from the darkness, and the weasel was startled and reacted instantly.

The sound is wrong...

But it was too late. The power of the immortal body crushed the weasel in an instant. Instead of just one palm and one punch before, attacks like rain fell on the weasel, either fists or palms, elbows or legs. Don't give the weasel any time to react.

A series of blows containing immortal flesh fell on the body, almost causing the weasel to fall to the ground in an instant.

Life and death crisis.

Feeling the severe pain coming from his body, the weasel became very conscious and quickly restored his physical body with the help of Nuwa's scroll.

Although Nuwa's scroll brought him to the strength of an immortal, it could not directly modify reality and directly skipped the training to give him the physical power of an immortal.

But fortunately, with the scroll of Nuwa, the recovery power is still comparable to that of an immortal, so he will not be killed instantly.

But it is absolutely not possible to continue like this. No matter how strong your resilience is, it will never be possible to take on the power of the immortal without dying!
The weasel's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he summoned Nuwa's scroll, and the mana from the sky turned into a beam of light and directly enveloped the weasel.

As soon as the Dark Immortal's body touched the light pillar, it made a sizzling sound as if it was burned by flames.

Call ~
The weasel took a deep breath, took this opportunity to adjust the internal organs that had been almost displaced, and used the life force in Nuwa's scroll to quickly heal the severely injured body.

He had already seen that the Dark Immortal disappeared in an instant and was approaching his means in an instant.

This dark immortal has been in this dark land for an unknown number of years, and his body has almost become one with the dark land. He can travel anywhere in the dark land with the help of invisible and qualityless darkness.

The Weasel called back the Ding Qin Sword and slashed the surrounding space. The extremely sharp sword energy instantly cut open a large area of ​​darkness. In an instant, the space shattered and the darkness retreated, forming a land of nothingness.

Since he can travel through darkness, he might as well create a void without any darkness!

In this way, even if he approaches with his immortal body, he can still resist with the killing power of Ding Qin Sword, and he can also counterattack!

……

Beyond the dark place.

Countless people watched the terrifying fluctuations that inadvertently flowed out from the power of darkness, and everyone was shocked and horrified in their hearts.

Just the waves that propagated from layer to layer caused a hurricane like a natural disaster to rise on the entire earth. A tiny ray of golden light escaped and shattered large tracts of mountains and rivers!
Wisps of darkness fell into the present world, causing the sun and moon to lose light in the sky and the earth. The sky and the earth were spinning, and a large piece of the already fragile earth space was shattered in an instant.

All kinds of natural disasters are happening in all directions on the earth. Even the races that have the protection of contemporary powerful people are frightened by this, for fear of accidentally encountering these magical powers and falling into their homes.

"Is this still a battle between immortals? Why is it so terrifying?!" A cultivator looked up at the dark place with a look of horror on his face and said to himself.

"If these two people were not fighting each other in this darkness, but used the earth as a battlefield, I am afraid the earth would have been destroyed several times!"

"The previous battles between immortals were not so terrifying. Why does it seem like the world is going to be destroyed this time!"

"Is the gap between cultivators and immortals so big? It's really scary and yearning..."

Whether it is Daxia cultivators or other creatures on the earth who are born with spiritual intelligence, they are all looking up to the sky and watching the unprecedented battle.

It's not like they haven't seen what a battle between immortals looks like, but it's not nearly as terrifying as it is now.

"He seems to be getting stronger again."

In the Wen Dao Bureau, Xiao Wu felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from the horizon and clenched his fists.

"It would be great if I could be a little stronger, otherwise I wouldn't be able to face this battle alone."

Thinking like this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but worry about the weasel.

Judging from the power transmitted, the enemy Weasel encountered this time was definitely the strongest he had ever encountered!

Perhaps the enemy the Weasel is fighting with now is a true immortal!
Otherwise, such terrifying power would never be released.

Xiao Wu's eyes became determined, he wanted to become stronger!
Although he is still injured, how can a mere injury stop the original savior! ?

At this moment, the other Wen Dao Bureau and others were very busy.

Although there is a defensive formation in Daxia, there is no problem with the power fluctuations that spread. They are all intercepted by the defensive formation, but the problem is that there are too many, one after another, and people must be stabilized.

Weasel is fighting against the Immortal. We are not strong enough to join the battlefield to help him, but at least we must save Daxia and contribute our strength!
This is the thought in the minds of everyone in the Daxia Wendao Bureau.

They cannot directly fight against the immortals, nor can they directly help the weasels, but they must also protect Daxia and the human race.

It can be seen that other living beings on the earth are on the verge of extinction in the face of this terrifying spread of power.

Only those races protected by the strong men of Zifu are still struggling to support themselves!
The mountains were shattered, the rivers, lakes and seas were evaporated instantly, and the seas also rolled up huge waves, turbulent! (End of chapter)