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

What no one expected was that the little dragon's battle was the first to end.

The general on the ground saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"So strong, this little dragon is so powerful.

Well, we humans have won!"

At the same time, on the other side, Ye Qingyao and others faced the more than a hundred dark immortals in front of them without any retreat or fear.

Ye Qingyao fought against more than a dozen dark immortals alone without any hesitation. She just moved slightly backwards, cleverly avoiding the enemy's attacks and preventing herself from being besieged by the enemy.

She pointed to the sky, and a sword light flashed out instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a sword stabbed out.

A fairy sword emitting mysterious light shot out from behind her like lightning, and with endless power, it stabbed rapidly at the ten dark immortals in front.

Faced with such a fierce attack, the ten dark immortals displayed their respective unique skills and demonstrated their magical powers.

On this ever-changing battlefield, at this moment, one of the dark immortals had his eyes fixed with light, put his two fingers together to form a sword, pointed directly at the vast sky, and shouted fiercely:
"go with!"

Along with this shout, a sharp whistling sound was heard, and a fairy sword with a cold glow flashed like a horse that had broken free from its reins, rushing straight into the sky with the force of thunder.

Then, he was seen quickly making several complicated hand gestures with his hands again. His finger movements changed like phantoms. Then he suddenly directed the power of the hand gesture towards Ye Qingyao. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and all kinds of strange scenes appeared one after another.

In an instant, the immortal sword that was originally piercing the sky suddenly changed direction and pierced behind Ye Qingyao at an astonishing speed. What was even more astonishing was that this immortal sword suddenly transformed into tens of millions of equally sharp long swords. These long swords were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and the sharp power they exuded was so powerful that it made people shudder.

It was as if these tens of millions of immortal swords were stabbing down together, mercilessly piercing everything in the world, destroying all living things and turning it into a sea of ​​blood.

However, facing such a terrifying and suffocating attack, Ye Qingyao's face only lit up slightly, revealing a little surprise at such a magical and domineering method, but not showing even the slightest panic.

Ye Qingyao has an upright posture and a dignified sense of righteousness, and exudes a powerful aura of fearlessness.

Facing the tens of millions of immortal swords that were attacking her like a violent storm, she not only had no intention of retreating, but her gaze was firm and her fighting spirit was raging.

Even in the blink of an eye, her eyes as sharp as an eagle accurately saw the fatal weakness in this seemingly flawless attack.

It turns out that although these seemingly densely packed and dazzling millions of immortal swords are all sharp, only one of them is the real body, which is the core of the entire sword formation.

As long as the eye of the formation is pierced, the tens of millions of seemingly terrifying immortal swords will disappear without a trace in an instant.

Ye Qingyao didn't hesitate at all. She let out a delicate shout and her aura instantly reached its peak. She decisively struck at the sword's true body.

I saw a brilliant sword light streaking across the sky like lightning.

"cut!"

Following this crisp command, the sky seemed to be torn apart in an instant, and the sword light, with unstoppable force, directly cut the body of the Dark Immortal Sword hidden behind millions of immortal swords into two halves.

With a crisp and loud bang, the countless sword rains that were falling from the sky like a hail of bullets suddenly disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

The core of the sword body formation was broken, and the Dark Immortal suffered a strong backlash in an instant. With a puff, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. His breath instantly became weak, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul. His eyes were filled with fear and despair, and he stared at Ye Qingyao.

Before he could recover from this huge backlash, he saw Ye Qingyao taking graceful steps forward. Each step seemed to be in the air, as light as the fairy Lingbo.

In just a blink of an eye, she appeared beside the dark immortal like a ghost.

Then, she slowly raised the sword in her hand and swung it with a seemingly nonchalant move. The speed of this sword seemed slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning, and it gently passed through the neck of the Dark Immortal.

The whole process looked as gentle as gently stroking his neck.

But at the moment when Ye Qingyao put the sword back into the sheath, a crisp and decisive sound was heard, and the dark immortal's head was instantly separated from the body, rolling down, and blood splattered everywhere.

Several other dark immortals witnessed this tragic scene, and they were all terrified. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were wide open, full of disbelief and fear.

They could no longer care about anything else and used all their best skills to try to reverse the disastrous situation.

One of the dark immortals opened his eyes wide with anger, raised his strong and powerful palm, and slapped it down hard.

In an instant, the world seemed to have fallen into endless darkness. An extremely huge dark palm descended from the sky, covering the sky and the earth, carrying a terrifying force that could destroy the world. It even attempted to beat Ye Qingyao, Yan Zixia and the others into meat paste and completely wipe them out here.

Faced with this terrifying magical power that seemed like the coming of doomsday, there was still no trace of worry on Ye Qingyao's face.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she keenly realized that the energy contained in the seemingly powerful giant palm was actually extremely weak.

Although the appearance of this giant palm is extremely terrifying and gives people an irresistible feeling of oppression, for Ye Qingyao, such power is not worth mentioning at all.

"break!"

Ye Qingyao opened her red lips slightly, and a clear shout sounded like thunder.

Following this shout, she instantly turned into a dazzling sword light and rushed straight towards the huge dark palm like a meteor.

Wherever the sword light went, the darkness was instantly torn apart, and the huge palm was instantly cut in half as if made of paper, turning into countless fragments and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Afterwards, Ye Qingyao put her two fingers together, muttered something, and recited dozens of spells, which came into being with a slight wave of her fingers.

In just a blink of an eye, tens of millions of extremely sharp immortal swords appeared in the sky. These immortal swords intertwined with each other to form a huge sword cage, trapping the dozens of dark immortals firmly in it. The dark immortals trapped in the sword cage instantly felt the strong pressure from all directions. They seemed to be in a hell where thousands of swords pierced their hearts, suffering the pain of being slashed by tens of thousands of immortal swords at the same time.

The sharp sword energy continued to cut their bodies and souls, causing them unbearable pain.

However, before these dozens of dark immortals could even let out a howl, they were chopped into pieces by the endless sword energy, turning into a blood mist that dyed the entire sky red.

Putting away the sword in her hand, Ye Qingyao stood quietly in the void. Her figure was graceful and noble, like a goddess standing on the sky, exuding an unparalleled majesty and domineering.

Her beautiful face was full of confidence and pride at this moment, as if the whole world was submitting to her feet.

Turning around again, Ye Qingyao's eyes trembled slightly, and an incredible expression appeared on her face. She murmured to herself:

“Is this something I can do?”

Then, she seemed to have let go of all her burdens and pressures, and instantly turned into an innocent little girl, jumping up and down, shouting ecstatically:
"I won, I won, I actually defeated so many dark immortals!"

Ye Qingyao was so excited that she couldn't control herself. She had never thought that she could win so easily by fighting against hundreds of dark immortals alone.

Before this battle, she thought that being able to kill one or two people under the siege of countless powerful men would be a very good record. However, she did not expect that from the beginning to the end of the battle, she was unstoppable all the way, killing gods and Buddhas without encountering the slightest obstacle.

She finally understood what the weasel had said before. After they came out of the ancient forbidden land, these once-feared dark immortals had become vulnerable in front of them and as weak as ants.

On the other side of the battlefield, Yan Zixia, Xiao Wu and other soldiers were also fighting fiercely with the Dark Immortal.

They faced hundreds of dark immortals in front of them, and each of them displayed their own unique methods and magical powers.

Xiao Wu and Yan Zixia are both cultivators from China. The magical skills they use are all based on cold weapons such as scissors, axes, and spears. Through the skillful use of magic power and spiritual power, they can maximize the power of these cold weapons and display an extremely fierce murderous aura.

Under their fierce attack, these dark immortals were defeated step by step, had no power to resist at all, and could only flee everywhere in a panic.

However, looking at the soldiers from the four countries, although they were also fighting against hundreds of dark immortals in a roundabout way, trying to find the enemy's flaws and weaknesses, their record was unbearable to watch.

There were two magicians in the camp of the Beautiful Country, one of whom was the magician who had previously used the spell to dispel the fog.

At this moment, he put his fingers together and used his hand instead of a magic wand. Facing hundreds of dark immortals who were coming at him aggressively, his eyes were full of solemnity and fear, his heart was trembling, and even his body was shaking slightly involuntarily.

The feeling of oppression brought to him by any dark immortal made him feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy, as if he was completely vulnerable in front of these dark immortals. What's more, now there are hundreds of dark immortals besieging him at the same time. He felt as if he was in a desperate situation with no hope of survival.

However, he knew very well that behind him were the people of the world and countless innocent lives. He could not retreat. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he would try his best.

Before coming here, he was already prepared to lead the way and sacrifice everything to defend world peace.

At this moment, one of the dark immortals disappeared in an instant with amazing speed.

Before everyone could react, he had already appeared behind the magician. He stretched out his sharp claws and grabbed the magician's neck fiercely, trying to tear the magician's neck apart instantly. This cruel and ruthless method made the magician's body tremble involuntarily.

However, at this critical moment, the magician stomped his feet and shouted loudly:
“Burst into a blaze.”

As he chanted this spell, the gorgeous magic robe on his body moved without wind. The next second, a raging fire suddenly ignited under his feet. The flames shot up into the sky like a huge fire tornado.

In an instant, the raging fire turned into a fire dragon that was dozens of meters long. The fire dragon was surrounded by flames, and its two dragon eyes were lifelike, as if they had life.

It opened its huge flaming dragon mouth and rushed straight towards the hundreds of dark immortals in front.

However, there was no trace of surprise on the magician's face. Instead, it was filled with deep worry and solemnity.

Because he knew in his heart that although this fire dragon seemed extremely powerful, its effect might be minimal when facing so many powerful dark immortals.

And the fact was just as he expected. One of the dark immortals had a cold look in his eyes. He just lightly raised the spear in his hand, and a crisp and sharp sound was emitted. The sound of the spear was endless, echoing between heaven and earth.

Finally, the handle of his gun emanated a chilling chill. It turned out that this dark immortal was practicing ice-attributed magical powers. When his ice power was cultivated to a higher level, he would be able to comprehend the laws of ice.

At this moment, he just let out a light shout and pointed lightly forward. In an instant, a crystal clear ice lotus slowly spread out.

Bang bang bang bang, the ice lotuses rushed straight towards the fire dragon like arrows.

With a loud bang, the first ice lotus collided fiercely with the fire dragon and exploded instantly, and the fire dragon shattered directly under the powerful impact.

On the other hand, the Dark Immortal had only lost one ice lotus, and the endless stream of lotuses that followed transformed into terrifying ice power, surging towards the Dark Magician like a tide.

Faced with such a terrifying and deadly attack, the magician did not dare to hesitate at all. He immediately used the magical power of teleportation.

"Teleport!"

As he chanted this spell, in an instant, the magician from the beautiful country turned into a dazzling white light and disappeared from the spot, appearing a hundred meters away.

However, just this instant of teleportation was enough to make him breathless, with panic and helplessness in his eyes.

However, the hundreds of ice lotuses seemed to have consciousness of their own. They immediately changed direction and continued to attack him frantically.

From the beginning to the end, the dark immortal remained calm and composed, as if he was not facing a powerful magician, but just an ant that could be easily killed. (End of this chapter)